Chapter 396 Hermione's Trouble

( ) "Wait! Wait - what are you doing?"

In the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid opened his arms with a puzzled face, trying to find the answer to the sudden collective action of the centaurs by blocking the way.

"... Firenze? What's going on here?"

There were dozens of centaurs he had seen, and those centaurs galloped through the woods extremely fast, and Hagrid's symbolic obstruction alone was absolutely unstoppable.

But they still stopped their gallop, choosing not to deal with Hagrid, or to go around him easily.

It seems that Harry's common sense speculation is not unnecessary.

Firenze belonged to Hagrid...well, barely an "acquaintance"? Yes, the concepts of the centaur and the wizard were very surprised. Although they would not take the initiative to start a fight with the wizard, it was just because they followed their nature.

Generally speaking, centaurs have an aversion to wizards. Even if the two could coexist, it was impossible to be their friend. Even a rough-natured, good-natured guy like Hagrid couldn't do that.

But Firenze is quite different from his fellow clansmen.

Although he is also always talking about God and God, he regards the starry sky and destiny as his belief throughout his life. However, unlike other horse people who "follow the tide in the long river of fate", when faced with the choice of "Ma Sheng", he took the initiative to fill in his own answer.

When Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, sneaked into the Forbidden Forest and killed the unicorn to drink its blood; when a group of little wizards including Maca and Harry seemed to be in crisis...

The other two centaurs remained on the sidelines, but Firenze chose to help.

As far as Hagrid was concerned, Firenze was a relatively good conversational centaur.

Therefore, when he was faced with a large group of people silently staring at him, he did not hesitate to choose Firenze as a breakthrough point for conversation.

"... At dawn today, the light of Venus is sharp." Firenze looked at him with dim eyes, and said seriously, "Hagrid, do you understand?"

"What?" Hagrid asked in bewilderment.

"...is change."

Just when Hagrid was wondering, a well-built centaur stood out from the crowd, and came to Firenze's side—that is, in front of Hagrid—with respect from the other centaurs.

"Davros." Firenze turned around and saluted solemnly.

Since Maca went to the centaur tribe last time, the previous generation of centaur patriarchs stayed in the huge cave forever, and the young centaur in front of him was the last generation that Maca saw that time. The patriarch of the horse people.

That is the new Davros.

Based on Hagrid's knowledge of the centaurs, he was not ignorant of this slightly unfamiliar word. But even if he didn't know, after seeing the attitudes of the other centaurs, he would almost understand.

"Oh—how are you?" Hagrid said hesitantly, "So, why did you leave the tribe this time...?"

"My family has been inspired by fate," Davros said solemnly, "the edge of Venus hides disasters, and the trend of change is inevitable...We will move the tribe."

"migrate?"

Hagrid repeated it in surprise, but before he had time to think about it, there was a sudden sound of footsteps coming from far and near in the woods behind him.

The horsemen immediately raised the wooden bows in their hands, and put the feather arrows on them together.

"Wow--"

When the bushes behind him shook, Harry suddenly slipped through the gap.

"Hagrid, are you all right?"

He saw Hagrid's huge body at first glance, and then he found a large group of centaurs, and the arrows in their hands made him immediately stop.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to take them back?" Hagrid said angrily, then turned around and shouted at the horsemen, "Drop them all, put down your weapons! He's just a child!"

The horsemen remained motionless and ignored him at all.

Davros looked at Harry, and waved his hand to signal his clansmen to suppress their vigilance temporarily.

"Children of giants and wizards, don't be nervous. You don't want to move right away... Fate tells my family that relocating tribes will inevitably be difficult, but turbulence and crisis are unstoppable, and relocation is imperative... We wait for this trip, I want to seek the help of the wizard..."

When Davros said such words, Hermione and Ron had already returned to the castle smoothly.

...

"boom!"

Probably because of a moment of anxiety, I used too much strength, and the door of the transfiguration classroom hit the wall, making a loud noise.

"Professor McGonagall—"

"Miss Granger?" McGonagall, who was standing by the desk, turned her head and asked in surprise, "Aren't you supposed to be in the Protection of Magical Creatures class now? What happened?"

"Professor..." Hermione was about to say, but after glancing at the somewhat bewildered students in the classroom, she changed her voice, "Professor, please come out, Professor Hagrid needs you urgently."

"Hagrid?" Professor McGonagall paused, then looked at Hermione, who seemed a little impatient, and then turned to the little wizards in the classroom, "Preview the content of the next chapter first, and don't whisper!"

After finishing speaking, she immediately stepped off the podium, followed Hermione to the corridor outside, and closed the door behind her.

"Miss Granger, what's going on?" McGonagall asked with a frown.

"It's like this..." Hermione took advantage of the gap just now to take a few breaths, and explained to McGonagall while organizing her thoughts, "Professor Hagrid took us to the forest inspection class today, but we just attended Not long after, there was an unknown commotion in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and Hagrid asked us to come back first to inform you—"

She thought for a while, then added: "Hagrid said they were centaurs, and there seemed to be quite a few of them!"

"Horseman?" A trace of doubt flashed in Mag's eyes, "I see, you have done a good job, now you go and let the students go back to the common room, understand?"

"knew!"

Hermione was about to turn to leave, but she stopped when she started.

"Professor," she said with some hesitation, "that...Harry also followed."

McGonagall, who was hurrying towards the stairs, suddenly turned her head, her somewhat angry expression made Hermione's neck stiff.

"Potter? What is he going to do?" Mag said with a straight face, "Nonsense!"

"Professor! Harry is also worried about Hagrid, he—" Hermione hastily excused Harry.

"You don't need to explain," McGonagall interrupted Hermione, "I see, I will pay attention to Mr. Potter's whereabouts when I get there-you should do what you should do now, and always remember, You are now the prefect of Gryffindor!"

After speaking, Mag immediately turned around and continued to rush towards the direction of the stairs.

Seeing the back of Professor McGonagall leaving, Hermione hesitated for a moment. It could be seen that she was a little confused about what she should do.

She's a strong girl, and she's smart—a very bright bunch for wizards, but she has flaws that can't be ignored.

When encountering emergencies, her "smartness" will turn into an obstacle, and her complex and perfect thinking will entangle her actions, so that she is always not decisive enough.

On this point, Harry, and even Ron, who is always short of brains, will be stronger than her.

Now she is very hesitant - is she going to fulfill the duties of the prefect step by step? Or follow your own heart and catch up with Harry?

For her, both sides are important.

She didn't know what the centaurs were going to do, so it might be a harbinger of Voldemort's side starting to move again. She couldn't dismiss the possibility that the commotion in the Forbidden Forest was just bait, but she was really worried about the situation on the other side of the Forbidden Forest, where Harry and Hagrid were the only ones.

Fundamentally speaking, what worries her the most is her own powerlessness.

No matter which possibility it is, she doesn't have the ability to change the situation, and this is what bothers her the most.

"Hermione!"

While she was hesitating, Ron's voice came from the other side of the corridor.

"Ron?" Hermione hurriedly collected her thoughts, so as not to spread her uneasiness to others, "How is everyone going back?"

In fact, without Professor McGonagall's reminder, she asked Ron to persuade the Gryffindor students back to the common room first.

Of course, the Slytherin side was out of her hands.

"Well, everyone has returned to the lounge." Ron said casually as he walked here, "What about you? Have you seen Professor McGonagall?"

"The professor is rushing over," Hermione thought for a while, and then continued, "No, maybe she is notifying other professors right now?"

Leaving aside Snape, who has never been very talkative, at least Flitwick must have been a great help.

Regardless of the short stature of Professor Flitwick, who is of goblin blood, when he was young, he had the strength to match the title of "Duel Champion".

"Then let's go too!" Ron urged immediately, "Harry is still over there!"

"But..." Hermione pursed her lips, and retorted not so firmly, "We are prefects! We have to take responsibility for our classmates when we are not sure whether it is bait or not—"

"Bait?" Ron said blankly, but then shook his head again, "Forget about the bait or not, now something happened in the woods—shouldn't we help them?"

"Professor McGonagall has passed!" Hermione was stubborn on the surface, but she was struggling in her heart. "Besides, what can we do if we go?"

"Insufficient strength can't be a reason not to go," Ron frowned, "We're just going to help our friends!"

"That's right!"

Just as Ron said his words, the two heard a third voice, which appeared out of nowhere.

"If you don't mind, I would also like to make a few more friends."

Ron and Hermione turned their heads at the same time, but saw a thin figure appearing at the corner of the corridor—it was a new classmate who was sorted into Slytherin, a boy who called himself "Sokas".