Chapter 81 Son of Nature

"...... Meow?"

Fish tilted his head and looked at the centaurs with a confused cat face.

What are these guys talking about?

He understood the word "Son of Nature", but didn't understand its meaning. But if he understood it literally, he should be "Son of Cat" or "Son of Minerva", right? What is "Nature"? Is there a creature with this name?

"Meow~Meow~" (I'm not the Son of Nature, I'm Fish.)

Fish, who thought the other party might have recognized the wrong cat, explained.

But these centaurs didn't seem to understand Fish's meow language, and still said to themselves: "The Forbidden Forest is still too dangerous for you now, Son of Nature, let us escort you out."

"I'm not the Son of Nature, my name is Fish Meow!" (●ΦωΦ●)

Fish turned into a human and protested loudly to the centaurs in front of him.

The black-haired centaur with a beard was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Okay, Fish, my name is Bane, as you can see, I am a centaur."

"Centaur?" Fish blinked, curiously stretched out his hand and poked Bane's body, "So, you are not a human cat transformed from a horse?"

"Yes, we are born with this appearance, not human, nor a horse."

Bane nodded, not caring about Fish's offense at all, but patiently explained.

"Although the Ministry of Magic of human wizards once classified us as "humans", we do not want to share the identity of "humans" with vampires and female demons. We would rather be recognized as "beasts"..."

"Besides, centaurs do not need humans to define them. The division of the Ministry of Magic is a joke to us."

When Bane said this, a disdainful expression appeared on his face.

"Hmm... I don't understand meow," Fish shook his head, not interested in Bane's long speech, "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

First, he played hide-and-seek with Hagrid for a while, and then ran around with the giant spider. Fish had digested his breakfast long ago, and he was also interested in what half-human, half-beast creatures like centaurs usually eat.

"I can trade snacks with you meow."

Fish took out his magic pocket, grabbed a handful of candy and held it in front of Bane.

"It's our honor to invite the Son of Nature to visit the tribe."

Bane reached out to take the candy from Fish's hand, put it in the cloth bag on his waist, and then saluted Fish with one hand on his chest.

"Everyone says I'm not a Son of Nature meow!" (●Φ△Φ●)

Bane smiled and didn't argue with Fish, but answered the question irrelevantly: "Jupiter must be very bright tonight."

"Meow?"

Fish, who was confused by the cat face, didn't know why Bane suddenly mentioned Jupiter.

Bane did not explain. He bent his front legs, lowered his body, and called to Fish: "Get on my back, I'll carry you there, it's faster this way."

"Okay, meow!"

Fish immediately forgot about the topic of Jupiter and climbed onto Bane's horse.

As soon as he sat firmly on Bane's back, other centaurs came over.

A centaur with reddish-brown hair nodded slightly to Fish and introduced himself, "Hello, Nature... Oh no, Fish, I'm Magre."

"Hello, meow."

Fish responded politely.

Magri nodded again, then teased Bane: "Huh? Who said, 'Centaurs who allow humans to sit on their backs are no different from mules'? Bane?"

"Sons of Nature are different! Can Sons of Nature be considered ordinary humans?"

Bane blushed and retorted loudly.

Seeing his arguing, the other centaurs laughed loudly. In addition to laughing at Bain's stubbornness, the centaurs also had a little idea, that is, if Bain couldn't bring himself to carry Fish, then they could volunteer to do it.

But unfortunately, this little trick couldn't make Bain do stupid things. After a few arguments, he stopped talking and started to hurry on his way.

As for Fish, he was too lazy to correct the question about the Son of Nature. He didn't even want to explain that the centaurs mistook him for a human. Anyway, these half-human and half-horse guys couldn't listen, so they just ignored them.

Fish, who ignored the conversation of the centaurs, turned his little head around curiously, and from time to time reached out to fiddle with the longbow that Bain was carrying, and even turned around, rode Bain backwards, and then pulled his tail.

The centaurs were very fast. Even if they were just walking at an ordinary speed, they soon arrived at their tribe.

"Primitive man meow?"

Fisch rolled off Bane and landed on the ground. Looking at the simple "houses" and the fire made of stones around him, he immediately thought of the introduction of primitive people he had seen on TV...

Although he didn't quite understand what kind of human beings primitive people were, in Feisch's understanding, it was probably similar to the difference between wild cats and domestic cats.

The horsemen who were called primitive people by Feisch were not angry. Magre nodded seriously and agreed: "That's not wrong. The lifestyle of humans thousands of years ago was not much different from ours."

"Although our lifestyle is a little simple, the food is still very good," Bain seemed to be worried that Feishi would dislike it, and quickly added: "We are very good at finding high-quality ingredients and fine spices in the forest. We occasionally exchange some materials with humans with the spices we collect."

In fact, Bain's worries were unnecessary. Feishi was influenced by becoming a druid and was not opposed to this kind of close-to-nature lifestyle. Besides, before he was adopted by Professor McGonagall, his residence was much simpler than that of the centaurs.

So he didn't pay attention to what Bain was saying. He had already squatted beside a fire and stared at the pottery pot on it where food was stewing. (●﹃●)

"Here."

The female centaur in charge of stewing food scooped a bowl of fragrant thick soup and handed it to Feishi.

"Thank you, meow!"

Feish happily took the bowl, carefully put it to his mouth and blew it hard.

The cat's tongue is very sensitive, and it can't eat things that are too hot.

"Are you the Son of Nature? My name is Palomino, nice to meet you."

"My name is Mills, your breath is so comfortable, no wonder the stars say you are the Son of Nature."

"And me! My name is Brandwarden!"

Just as Fish was "slurping" the delicious thick soup, some young centaurs came over curiously and surrounded Fish and talked in a flurry.

"Hello, meow," Fish put down the ceramic bowl in his hand and spit out his slightly burned tongue, "But I'm not the Son of Nature, my name is Fish, Fish Mag meow."

"But... my father told me last night that according to the stars, the Son of Nature is visiting our tribe today."

"Yes! Yes! Uncle Firenze told me the same thing, so everyone took out all the spices they had collected to make soup."

The little horses had not yet developed the stinky habit of speaking half of their sentences, which was unique to fortune-tellers. They talked one after another and shook out the results of the adult centaurs' divinations.

"I don't know anything about astrology meow! My name is Fish, not the Son of Nature! If you call me the Son of Nature again, I will be angry meow!" (●ΦДΦ●)

Fish protested angrily, and then ignored the pony people. After throwing a rejuvenation spell on his tongue, he picked up the soup bowl and continued to carefully taste the thick soup cooked by the horses.

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Jupiter means "lucky" in astrology, and the negative meaning is work going wrong. Of course, I don't know how to read it specifically, I just learned from the sentence "Mars is very bright tonight" in the original book.

Mars means "attack and fight" in astrology. The positive meaning is generally positive and enterprising, while the negative meaning is destruction and criminal behavior.

So later Harry met Voldemort who was attacking the unicorn.