Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

"There seems to be a pony over there... I seem to feel the breath of the eight-eyed giant spider..."

Just then, a deep voice suddenly came from the woods in the distance.

Visette heard the noise, pulled off the poison gland of the eight-eyed giant spider, and ran away from this place.

A series of crisp horse hoof sounds came from behind him, and the deep voice sounded again: "Pony, I have no ill intentions, please don't be afraid!"

Pony?

What kind of strange name is this?

Visette stopped and stood there waiting for the deep voice to approach.

With the help of the night vision spell, he saw the tall creature in front of him clearly.

It was a centaur, young and handsome, with a bow on his back and a small bag on his waist in addition to the shoulder strap.

The centaur had platinum hair and the lower body was the body of a silver-maned horse. He looked very heroic, like a hero in a myth.

"Hello, pony. I'm Firenze. Nice to meet you. What's your name?"

...

Voldemort did not leave. He stood in a magical energy field, admiring how Vizet passed this "little test".

Under Vizet's command, the flying dust turned into vines, which twisted and stretched in the air, binding the Acromantula.

"But after one year of school, you can transform into vines. The vines are not just for show. They really have great potential."

Vizet waved his wand, used the repulsive spell to keep his distance, and made sure he was in a safe area before casting a cutting spell.

"It's really interesting... You have a good grasp of ordinary magic. When I was in school, I was probably at this level, right?"

Vizet continued to deal with the Acromantula, forming a specific battle rhythm, but he still failed to stop the Acromantula from attacking.

"What a pity! If we only rely on these, we can't deal with the giant spider. Its magic resistance is still very good."

"Are you so unwilling to use black magic? You can use all kinds of black magic well, so why do you do this? It would be great to embrace black magic!"

Voldemort sighed and drank one of the bottles of soul soothing potion.

"No! This is not the taste I want!" His face changed, and his eyes showed great shock.

The soul soothing potion in front of him became regular and lacked the feeling of "chaos".

If you have to find any advantages, it is that the current soul soothing potion is very suitable for ordinary wizards to take.

And the characteristic of "ordinary" happens to be his least favorite characteristic.

It is also for this reason that he erased his past traces and transformed into the current Voldemort.

"There must be something wrong!" His eyes flickered, and he opened the second bottle of soul soothing potion without giving up.

"A strange feeling...hidden deep inside...what exactly is this feeling...is it happiness?"

"Pure happiness? No! It seems more complicated! I can't understand it...I can't understand it now!"

Voldemort's face became solemn, and the soul soothing potion in his hand was like a mandragora flower, beautiful and charming but extremely deadly.

He wanted to taste that strange taste that he hadn't felt for a long time, but he was afraid that this deadly taste would have some irreversible effect.

In the depths of his soul, beyond the soul...

It seems that something has reappeared, something that he had stripped away is sprouting...

The taste contained in these soul soothing potions exceeded his expectations.

Vizet's battle with the Acromantula, almost at the same time, also exceeded his expectations.

Voldemort and Vizet were far apart, but Voldemort could still feel that the power of the deep-sickness curse cast by Vizet was weakened.

This is a kind of consciously weakening in accordance with Vizet's own will, which is the so-called "free" magic.

"I shouldn't have said so much!" Voldemort took a deep breath, "It seems that there is really no need to stay..."

"There is a problem with the soul soothing potion... He also controls the deep-disease curse... Let's put an end to everything at the end of the semester!"

...

This centaur took the lead in showing goodwill, and Vizet certainly wouldn't say anything bad.

He bowed slightly and said loudly: "Hello, Mr. Firenze, I am Vizet, a student at Hogwarts."

"So you are Vizet?" Firenze murmured, "Hagrid mentioned you to me before."

"Hagrid mentioned me?" Vizet asked in confusion.

"Yes, you saved a lot of swarmers, and Hagrid also said you are a good kid." Firenze's tone was much softer, "Why are you here?"

He looked around, noticed the behemoth not far away, and immediately ran over.

Looking at the eight-eyed giant spider with half of its head cut off, his tone revealed a bit of disbelief, "Little Pony... Vizette, did you do this?"

Vizette nodded and said, "I ran to the forbidden forest, and then it attacked me."

Firenze stepped on his hooves and flexibly circled around the body of the eight-eyed giant spider, muttering, "It's too dangerous! Is it for your friend?"

Vizette noticed that there was a bit of dissatisfaction on Firenze's face, dissatisfaction with the eight-eyed giant spider...

Chapter 108 Ancient Magic Altar?

Firenze pulled up one of the eight-eyed giant spider's legs, stepped on the body of the eight-eyed giant spider with his hoof, and pulled hard to tear off one of the eight-eyed giant spider's legs.

He put the leg aside, took out a handful of herbs from the small bag on his waist, and sprinkled them on the body of the eight-eyed giant spider.

"#@*?%\u0026!*?%#@*%\u0026!*?..."

Firenze made an ancient and vicissitudes of tone, raised his arms high and made gestures one after another, and his hooves kept stomping on the ground, making a strange and pleasant rhythm.

As he put his palms together in front of him and intertwined them on his shoulders, a emerald green magic energy field appeared, covering the body of the eight-eyed giant spider.

Firenze suddenly knelt down, crawled on the ground, knocked his forehead lightly, and called out in a low and hoarse voice, "*?%#@*%\u0026!*..."

The emerald green magic energy field became bright, rippling circles after circles.

Every time the ripples fell to the ground, the eight-eyed giant spider became shriveled, until it disappeared completely, as if it had melted into the soil.

After a while, a few small grasses emerged from the soil, looking green and full of vitality.

Firenze picked up the leg of the Acromanthus, smiled and waved to Vizet, asking him to ride on his back.

"It's time for us to go, and naturally eliminate some of the sins of the Acromanthus."

Vizet's understanding of centaurs mainly comes from the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

This is a very smart magical creature, but the Ministry of Magic, based on a certain decree, calls the intelligence level of centaurs "close to human intelligence".

When the centaurs learned about this, they thought it was a great insult to them by the Ministry of Magic and even wizards.

When the Ministry of Magic divided the definition of magical creatures, centaurs, vampires, hags, mermaids and other magical creatures were classified as "humans".

The centaurs disdained to associate with vampires and hags, so they protested and hoped to continue to live as "beasts".

Newt Scamander left an interesting comment about the centaurs:

The arrogance of the Ministry of Magic has caused wizards and centaurs to drift apart. Today, centaurs live far away in the forest and become the guardians of the forest; wizards have also paid the price for this, losing a lot of opportunities to exchange magical knowledge such as magical treatment, divination, and astronomy.

In short, centaurs are not very friendly to all humans due to historical reasons and the arrogance of wizards.

Whether they encounter wizards or Muggles, they will use their unique talents to actively avoid them.

However, Firenze, who is carrying Vizette forward at this moment, is obviously not that kind of "traditional" centaur.

Firenze is very talkative, but his words are very casual.

He will point to a herb and introduce the effect of the herb in a gentle tone;

Or he will look up at the gap between the treetops and say in a heavy tone: "Mars is always so bright, this is not a good thing, do you understand?"

"Is the war coming?" Vizette asked tentatively.

Since ancient times, humans have had the habit of observing Mars. For example, "Mars in the heart" indicates the coming of great turmoil.

It can even be said that most civilizations, as long as they observe astronomical phenomena, will attach great importance to the omen of Mars and regard it as a bad symbol of disaster, war, death, etc.

Firenze nodded and said softly: "Yes, few wizards like to study astronomy, and even their understanding of astronomy is not as good as some Muggles."

Vizet asked: "Mr. Firenze, I actually have a question... Why did you appear there? Is it because you felt the movement of the eight-eyed giant spider?"

"Of course not, we rarely involve the area of ​​the eight-eyed giant spider." Firenze's tone was a little sad, "They have become large-scale and difficult to eradicate."

"In fact, I went there because I was guided by the unicorn. I can feel that it is telling me that someone needs help at the other end of the forest."

The two chatted casually, and Firenze kept introducing the various ecosystems of the Forbidden Forest.

Vizet followed Firenze's instructions and got a deeper understanding of the Forbidden Forest.

At this moment, the map in his mind automatically opened, guiding Vizet to look at the bushes on the side, where several stone pillars covered with moss stood.

Vizet asked hurriedly: "Mr. Firenze, what are those stone pillars?"

"Want to go over and take a look?" Firenze raised his hoof and led Vizet to the stone pillars.

Vizet could see clearly at this time that this was an ancient altar.

The altar was made of several stone slabs spliced ​​together to form a sun pattern, and the surrounding stone pillars were surrounded like stars.