0272 The Forbidden Forest

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0272 The Forbidden Forest After pondering for several minutes, Peter suddenly took action. He turned around and jumped off the window sill, and ran into the shelf below in a puff of smoke, and drilled into the hole in the rock wall. Bryan sensed that Scabbers's position was rapidly sinking, he probably did the same as last year's basilisk, using the pipes that were buried in the walls when Hogwarts was founded. This was not surprising to him, it was very normal for a rat to hide in the sewer pipes.Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com Only a few seconds later, Bryan found that Scabbers had dropped to the first floor of the castle, and ran towards the lawn. Scabbers's whereabouts were now like a bright lantern in the dark night in Bryan's eyes, he dived down from the eighth floor, and easily found Peter, who was moving his limbs with afterimages, and then, like a ghost, he followed behind him. There was a dim yellow light in Hagrid's hut at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and next to the vegetable garden heavily infested by insects, Buckbeak tucked his head under his wings and slept sweetly. He didn't notice the rat that ran past him, nor the man that followed. Scabbers didn't linger at the edge of the Forbidden Forest for too long, after roughly judging the direction, he ran straight into the vine-covered Forbidden Forest. 'Trying to escape?' Bryan raised an eyebrow, his gaze following Scabbers as he quickly disappeared into the forest among the dry branches and fallen leaves. Now it was winter, and the magical creatures living in the Forbidden Forest were not active. A significant portion of them were hibernating in their respective habitats, leaving the forest quiet and desolate. After rapidly venturing into the forest for half an hour, a large primitive village appeared before Bryan's eyes. This was a peaceful and tranquil village, hidden from the eyes of the outside world. Many thatched round wooden houses were scattered in a large flat area, surrounded by lush greenery. Centaurs with wooden spears and bows and arrows walked on the crisscrossed stone paths, vigilantly observing everything around them. 'Centaur tribe?' It was clear that Scabbers, the traitorous rat, had been here before. After confirming his position through the tribe's distinctive markings, he changed direction and left in a hurry. However, Bryan, who had already marked Scabbers with a tracking charm, did not rush to leave. He leisurely observed the square in the center of the village, where a fascinating scene was unfolding. There, a dozen elderly Centaurs elders were performing divination. They gathered around a blazing fire, occasionally throwing a handful of rat's tail grass and hollyhock into the flames. The originally red flames suddenly revealed a mysterious green color upon contact with these herbs, creating a contrast with the dark sky. At the same time, a profound magical power was brewing in the void, making the air vibrate with anticipation. Centaurs have always been famous for divination in the Wizarding world. They could read the stars, the planets, and the signs of nature, and predict the future with astonishing accuracy. Before encountering the Druids and the four founders of Hogwarts, Bryan did not value this subject of magic. Because this skill required a high level of talent, ordinary wizards had no chance of mastering it. Even Professor Trelawney, who taught this subject at Hogwarts, was just a "charlatan" relying on the reputation of her ancestors. Most importantly, what you could see of the future was just a splash in the long river of time. Your predictions might differ greatly from the actual future, depending on the choices and actions of the people involved. But after the trip to Avalon Island, Bryan's view of this subject had changed slightly. Among the vigilant werewolves, one werewolf stood on a branch of a tree, staring at the lifeless "prey" in the hands of the two, which had bite marks and signs of being eaten, and muttered discontentedly, "Another Muggle?" "Wizards are not so easy to catch!" the returning werewolf said angrily, defending his choice. "And if wizards go missing frequently, the Ministry of Magic will definitely take action. They will find out who kidnapped their people and send Aurors to hunt us down.." After a few exchanges, the wary werewolves made way, two werewolves, who wore underground world-style black robes to blend in with the darkness, did not delay any longer. They dragged the foolish Muggle, who longed for immortality, towards the rocky mountain. Scabbers, the traitorous rat, hid under the thick layer of decaying leaves, with a hint of joy in its pitch-black eyes. Originally, it was just trying its luck, but unexpectedly, the Greyback who threatened the Malfoy family, along with his werewolves, were really still lurking here. Many years ago, when Peter was still studying at Hogwarts, the four of them had ventured deep into the Forbidden Forest. Their original goal was to go to the Centaurs's tribe for an adventure, but they accidentally learned from a conversation between a few Centaurs that there were werewolves lurking deeper in the forest. This immediately piqued the interest of James and Sirius, who were always looking for excitement and trouble. However, they didn't reveal their thoughts at the time because Remus was also with them. They all knew why Remus had become a werewolf, and they did not want to hurt his feelings or make him uncomfortable. So later, they found another opportunity and followed the direction mentioned by the Centaurs to reach this place. Due to fear, Peter rarely expressed his own desires at the time. But as he expected, his thoughts were insignificant and not enough to change James and Sirius' decision. This happened many years ago, when they had just mastered the Animagus transformation. If it weren't for Lucius Malfoy, who had visited Bryan Watson today and let him know about the grudge between Greyback and the powerful dark wizard called Golden-Viper, he would have almost completely forgotten about this past. While these werewolves disgusted Peter, he also feared their madness. He knew that they would not hesitate to kill him, if they found out who he was. After confirming that they were still here, Peter had no intention of staying any longer. After retreating outside the perimeter, he sprinted wildly towards Hogwarts, leaving behind the dark and dangerous forest. Bryan, glanced at the departing Peter, then stared at a mountain standing abruptly in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, his indifferent eyes filled with a lingering chill. After a brief hesitation, Bryan did not approach the rocky mountain, where Greyback and his pack of wolves were, but followed behind peter. The return journey was faster than the way there. Just before midnight, Scabbers returned to its "cozy" little hut. ******************************* For More Chapters; /FicFrenzy

0272 The Forbidden Forest

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