Hogwarts Everything is Three

Ferenze, Ronan and other six horsemen dignifiedly contemplated those patterns that Alan could not understand in front of the stone wall, as if the most fascinating thing in the world was the stone wall in front of them, and there was nothing to separate them. heart.

　　 Although Matilda allowed Allen to walk freely in their heritage, Allen felt that it was better not to be too presumptuous. Matilda saw that Ellen was at a loss, thought about it, and said to Ellen, "Ellen, if you want, I can walk with you in the fortress."

　　 "I can't ask for it, respectable horse headman." Without losing courtesy, it is best to have more knowledge.

　　 They passed through this stone room, followed the path paved with slabs, and continued to move forward. Matilda's hooves sounded far, far away in the empty fortress. Allen watched the words and patterns on the wall all the way. He could distinguish that most of these patterns were describing various stories about horsemen and stars. With some superficial knowledge learned in astronomy, he understood zero. A small part of the scattered stars moves regularly, but the trajectories of the various celestial bodies are combined and what they represent is not clear to Allen. As for the text with complicated patterns, Alan is even more ignorant. These texts are probably ancient magic texts, Alan guessed.

　　Although Allen, who has the Xueba system, seemed very ignorant at this time, it did not prevent him from remembering these unrecognized words deeply in his mind. The more knowledgeable and the more you know, the more you feel that there is more to learn.

"Ellen, time is almost up, we are going back to prepare for the ceremony." Allen, who was immersed in the memory of these patterns and words, did not realize when Matilda had left. Until then, it was like the beginning of a dream. Wake up from the majestic inheritance of knowledge.

　　 walked out of the fortress in a daze, and returned to the forbidden forest. The moonlight sprinkled silver brilliance all over the branches of the tree like water. The night air is cool and fresh, with a faint fragrance of flowers. This coolness filled Allen with all kinds of patterns and words, and the crowded brain calmed down, and the tight nerves gradually relaxed and gradually smoothed out.

　　 "It's really nice weather tonight!" Matilda said lightly.

　　 Indeed, in this wide valley, there is not a trace of wind, only horses dwell or lie down, under the cover of this shining sky, looking up at the starry sky comfortably. Alan subconsciously went to look for the six horsemen including Firenze and Ronan, but they were gone.

　　 The bright moon was in the sky, shed a bright light. This valley is wispy, only in the dense jungle in the distance, the tranquil moonlight and the shadow of the trees are intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish the scenery. The valley at this time is very different from what Allen saw in the daytime. The soft lawn in the middle has been completely replaced by the flat ground. On it, the line pattern that Allen saw in the fort is painted with silverstone powder. These patterns form a circle, but the inner lines become more profound and complicated as they go inward. These patterns drawn by silverstone powder radiate brightly under the moonlight. The middle position surrounded by the lines is the wooden platform built by the horsemen with huge wood, which has a rough and simple beauty. On the wooden platform, three pieces of wood are entangled by various vines and thrust straight into the sky.

　　 Matilda leaped high and stepped onto the wooden platform. It raised its horseshoe and struck the wooden platform three times. In an instant, a powerful percussive sound came from the wooden platform. This sound seems to be a unique way for horse people to convey information. Soon, if there are thousands of horses roaring, a large group of horse people appear in the valley. They are different in color and size, but there is no exception. The thing is, their mane gleams in the moonlight. At this moment, they stood still in the valley, staring at the king Matilda on the high platform.

"People of the tribe, we gathered today to better explore the secrets of the stars. Our friend Allen generously sent the moon gems. Although the gems are currently entangled by the power of the curse, we believe that they passed through our Chiron ceremony. Baptism, it will definitely restore its original appearance." Matilda's words were full of confidence and courage.

As soon as his words fell, the horses who had been standing still immediately became uproarious~www.ltnovel.com~ It seemed that they were all excited about the news of the moon gem. They were eager to try and couldn't wait to contribute their strength to the race. .

　　 "Quiet, now, please stand quickly according to your corresponding constellation position." The horses moved in response and quickly found their respective positions.

　　 "Now, the Chiron ceremony begins!" Matilda raised her two front legs high, stepped heavily on the wooden platform, and repeated it six times. Six huge percussions sounded in the valley, and Dada's hoofs were heard again in the distance. Firenze and other six horsemen jumped high across the bushes and ran to the wooden platform with their heads high. The manes on their bodies gleamed in the moonlight, full of air.

　　 "Brave Chiron warriors, the time has come for you to serve. The stars in the sky will be your help. Now please come to where you should be!" Matilda was solemn and solemn.

　　 Firenze, they immediately stood around the wooden platform, on the six spiral patterns painted with silverstone powder. Allen noticed that the six selected Chiron warriors each had a different mane color.

　　 Everything is silent again. Suddenly, Allen seemed to hear a deep and wonderful music sounded in the valley. This was not an illusion. It was a faint percussion, similar to the sound of a human tap dance. Allen shook his head vigorously and listened carefully. The music became louder and louder, which was a rough and daunting melody. Suddenly, Allen reacted and looked at Firenze them. At the beginning, they just bend their knees gently and hit the ground. When they reach the back, the sound of horseshoes becomes stronger, the speed of horseshoes hitting the ground is getting faster and faster, and their forelimbs are rising higher and higher. ...The music composed of these Dada's horseshoes has also become more and more exaggerated, and gradually makes people feel like a rainbow.