Hagrid was running wildly in the forest. After working in the Forbidden Forest for so many years, he knew what such beast roars meant.
"Is this a beast tide? Firenze, do you know what's going on?"
As Hagrid ran wildly at a speed that surpassed that of a human being, he shouted incredibly loudly to Firenze beside him.
Firenze's face looked quite ugly: "We don't know anything!"
He took a deep breath, and then twisted his waist unnaturally, because Harry was now putting his hands there. Although he is a male centaur and is not so repulsive to humans, this kind of close contact is indeed the first time.
"We just saw that the beasts in the Forbidden Forest would move on a large scale today, but we didn't expect that they would gather together!"
Firenze also wanted to scold her, why didn't these guys say anything to them? It would be a good choice for everyone to participate together! It feels so uncomfortable to be left aside like this!
Harry couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about now. Sitting on a centaur's back feels good, but you won't like it when they're running wild.
Horse people have human reason, but when they run, they are not much different from those wild horses, especially since Harry has never ridden a horse.
This was so uncomfortable that Harry felt like his stomach was churning.
"Luke and the others won't have anything happen to them, right!?"
Harry shouted, resisting the urge to spit it out.
And the moment he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something pressing against his throat. A sour feeling rippled in my throat.
"I don't know, Harry! So we're going to go check it out!"
Hagrid ran wildly and said to Harry, the anxiety on his face was equally obvious.
He really feels that he is unlucky now. Why does such a thing still happen to him? That kind of thing had obviously happened before, and today they were clearly trying to make Harry and Luke's originally heavy labor task easier.
After all, under Harry's leadership, moving in the Forbidden Forest was almost like a sightseeing tour, which meant walking would be a little tiring.
And Luke himself is very familiar with the Forbidden Forest, and he also has an affinity for magical animals, which allows him to have the same smooth flow in the Forbidden Forest. He even knows some of the secrets of the Forbidden Forest in some aspects. Not necessarily worse than yourself.
So Luke being in the Forbidden Forest is almost like coming home.
But the current situation is completely different.
The beast tide in the Forbidden Forest only appears in the crisis preset. In the many years of Hogwarts school history, they have never seen the beasts in the Forbidden Forest go crazy.
They are always rational. Even the Acromantula, which is cruel and aggressive by nature, gradually began to restrain itself after being thrown into the Forbidden Forest and only acted within its own territory.
This is simply incredible.
If the Forbidden Forest is really dangerous, then Hogwarts will not only assign one gamekeeper to guard the Forbidden Forest.
In fact, in the final analysis, the Forbidden Forest is just a hunting ground affiliated with Hogwarts. It's just that the outside is more suitable for a normal teacher, but deep down... it may take a more powerful person to come and go freely.
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student? Normal students are not included in the hunting grounds. Otherwise, this place wouldn't be called the Forbidden Forest. But after all, the Forbidden Forest is not a really cruel place. If students want to have fun, they can also find a safe place.
"Luke is familiar with the Forbidden Forest, he should be fine."
Hagrid ran in silence for a long time, and when Harry was about to speak again in a hurry, he spoke in an uncertain tone.
Of course he trusts Luke's ability. If Luke really wants to run away, there shouldn't be any big problem. But he couldn't tell what Luke was thinking. If this guy suddenly wants to see what the beast tide is like, then Luke might actually go back and take a look.
Hagrid truly felt that he had never met anyone more confident than Luke.
Although he appears to be more humble than anyone else on the surface, the self-confidence in his heart that is about to reach the level of arrogance can still make people vaguely aware of it.
Harry's mouth bulged subconsciously, but he still endured it. Suddenly, Harry remembered the conversation between Luke and Professor McGonagall that morning.
"Is this an arrangement of the professors? I seem to have heard Luke and Professor McGonagall mention it this morning."
Harry asked again. This question stunned Hagrid for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to refute, but his intuition told him that such a situation was not completely impossible.
"Is your wizard professor so cruel?" After hearing this, Firenze finally couldn't help it. "In order to punish his own students, do you actually want to fan the beasts?"
"No, no, no! Of course it's impossible! Dumbledore would not choose to use the beast tide!"
Hagrid finally came to his senses and said in denial.
Then he quickly explained to Harry: "No matter what the professor wants to do, it is definitely not part of the plan now."
Harry nodded and felt his stomach churn again.
"Also, Harry, if you really want to vomit, remember to put your head farther away. It's dangerous now and I can't put you down, but don't vomit on me either."
Firenze said quickly.
The roars in their ears were getting closer and closer, and Hagrid and Firenze knew that they were about to face the true wildness.
…
When beasts gather in groups, they often have great destructive power. But such destructive power is often difficult for humans to exploit. Because there is a natural communication barrier between humans and beasts, and also because once beasts are stimulated, it is really difficult to control them, or even to control themselves.
So when the beasts rioted, the professors who were ambushing and preparing to take action were all surprised. They were immediately worried.
Because not long ago, they lost two students who suddenly started running around for inexplicable reasons.
"Have those two children noticed the beast tide?"
Professor Flitwick asked Professor McGonagall in confusion while using search magic with sweat on his forehead.
What else could Professor McGonagall say? She could only shake her head in confusion.
She was now beginning to seriously consider whether she should discuss with Dumbledore so that matters related to Luke would not be left to her in the future. As she got older, she began to lose hair, and now, she could clearly feel that her hair loss was getting worse.
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Now that the beast tide has started, they don't know how to find the students.
Although no one said it, in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that in such a situation, if these two children really ran around without purpose, there would really be a big problem.
Professor McGonagall's movements were obviously wide open and closed, faster and faster than before.
Obviously very anxious.
"This won't work. You go find the students, and I'll go to the school to notify and find help." Professor Flitwick looked at the galloping herd, "We can't let them move forward like this."
The beasts in the dense forest were running aimlessly through the forest as if driven by a rushing torrent. No one knew whether their next target would be Hogwarts Castle.
Although the castle's defense strength is sufficient, it is naturally very important to be able to defend against enemies.
The safety of the castle itself is very important, because there are also students there, and not just one or two, but seven grades. To put it more broadly, if someone really kills the entire Hogwarts, then the British wizarding world may face a long period of stagnation, which may even be seven years.
There's no way the professors would bet on this.
"Then be careful."
Professor Flitwick said something, and then took out his wand and cast two acceleration spells on himself. Apparition cannot be used here. This is very inconvenient, so the professors at Hogwarts are more or less Everyone has their own special way of moving quickly.
For example, Professor McGonagall can use transformation to achieve the same effect as ground waves, and she can move quickly by standing on it.
Although Professor Flitwick is petite, he has a deep obsession with moving his legs.
After using the spell, he ran much faster than those who were taller than him.
Professor Flitwick jumped from the tree and walked towards the castle from the other direction.
Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and looked helpless.
Then she jumped down from the tree and knocked away a wolf that was flying towards her. Then a small platform appeared under his feet, and the small platform moved in the other direction at a speed that was not weaker than a magic broom.
When the beasts behind Professor McGonagall realized that they could not catch up with Professor McGonagall, they gradually gave up tracking. Then he joined the beast tide again, heading towards the destination of unknown location.
"Is this really your plan, Luke?"
Professor McGonagall thought a little uncomfortably as she moved forward.
…
Hagrid and the others finally saw the beast tide.
Harry looked at the wild beast, roaring with anger and fear in his ears, and the stench of the beast couldn't help but flow into his nostrils, as well as the faint smell of blood.
If you look closely, you can see faint traces of blood on the ground.
"this……"
Hagrid had a look of shock and pain on his face. Such a cruel and fearless loss of life is also a heart-wrenching loss for the beast.
Wolf, bear, wild boar...
"There are only wild beasts here, and there are no magical animals involved." The shock on Firenze's face gradually subsided. He carefully observed the beasts passing by and said with an uneasy expression, "This is not a normal beast tide. This is probably It’s the magical beasts who collectively drive away ordinary beasts, create chaos, and attract your attention, and then they probably have other things to do.”
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"whats the matter?"
Hagrid blurted out and asked.
Firenze looked helpless: "How do I know? I told you, but they didn't tell us anything."
When Hagrid and the others saw this, they also knew that it was impossible to ask any more questions.
"Fantastic Beasts, is there anything else you need to do?"
Hagrid asked himself with some confusion.
Harry frowned, and then said loudly: "Will they attack the castle?"
"Of course not! We have no interest in attacking your castle, let alone taking such inexplicable risks."
Firenze denied it. Hagrid also nodded.
"Although magical animals entered the castle to cause damage last time, Harry, those were not creatures from the Forbidden Forest."
Hagrid opened his mouth to explain to Harry. He knew why Harry had such an idea, because the last Christmas Eve was a bit too dangerous for most students.
If it weren't for Harry and the precious defensive magic props brought out by the aristocratic students, just that one Voldemort Bat would have left the students unable to eat.
"They are much more intelligent than the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid met Firenze's surprised eyes and said something that made him angry, "A troll as smart as a centaur, Harry , this is basically impossible to be a natural product.”
Harry nodded. It was indeed the case. The troll they learned about in the book was nothing like the troll that night except that they looked similar.
"Anyway, we have to look for each other's traces now."
"Maybe it has something to do with unicorns," Firenze frowned as if he suddenly remembered something, "We heard that unicorns don't seem to be calm recently."
Hagrid's eyes were a little dark. Yes, in so many years, the unicorn tribe in the Forbidden Forest had the first unicorn to die due to external human factors.
This was a dereliction of duty on his part, no doubt about it!
"We need to go to the unicorn territory right now!"
Hagrid said seriously: "If this is the case, it is indeed possible that the unicorns asked other magical animals to help ambush them, and then their actions were too large, which led to the beast tide!"
As he said this, he patted his forehead. This conjecture became more and more reasonable the more he thought about it.
Magical animals cannot be judged by common sense. After all, most of them have sufficient intelligence, but their thinking is sometimes inconsistent with humans, so they appear to be dull.
With that said, Firenze raised his head and glanced at the starry sky, then pointed in another direction and said, "Let's go that way."
As he spoke, the four hooves beneath his body began to beat.
Harry's familiar feeling returned again.
"Have you seen the stars? Is there any danger?"
Hagrid followed Firenze's footsteps and then asked.
"I've looked at the direction. This is the west. I remember that the unicorn's territory is to the west."
"..."
"madman!"
Voldemort forced a werewolf in front of him back, then looked disgusted.
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The green light followed the figure of the werewolf. The werewolf rolled around without dignity and avoided the fatal blow. And just when Voldemort was about to continue the pursuit, another werewolf came beside him.
And behind him, a werewolf also appeared.
Voldemort roared in a tone full of disgust, waved his wand forcefully, and a dark green shield appeared around him, flicking the two werewolves away.
Voldemort's eyes were filled with annoyance.
Next to him, stood a group of magical animals, both high-risk and low-risk. If each one were taken alone, he would be sure to win. In addition to these werewolves, there are also chimaeras, poison leopards, and even a cat leopard...
Who knows who brought these guys into the Forbidden Forest. This is not a magical animal that should appear in Britain.
However, given the normal operations of magizoologists, this does not seem to be something worth confusing. There's always a reason, there's always a reason. Moreover, magizoologists can always give you a reason that looks good on the surface, but if you think about it carefully, you will know how nonsense this reason is.
"Master, let's escape!"
Quirrell's consciousness appeared, took control of his body, and spoke tremblingly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the poisonous leopard suddenly rushed towards Quirrell, then opened its mouth full of poisonous gas and bit Quirrell's neck.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Voldemort's voice sounded with a hint of madness. It was obviously too late for the Poison Leopard to dodge, but at this time a giant monster gave up the big stick in his hand, hit the Poison Leopard's body, and knocked the Poison Leopard away.
While the poisonous leopard was being smashed away, it also dodged the attack in front of it. Such force could not hurt the poisonous leopard. It hit the ground, suffered pain, and roared at the innocently smiling troll. He made a sound, and then took a deep look at the Bowtruckle standing on the giant monster's shoulder.
The Bowtruckle stuck out his tongue at the Venomous Leopard, then crossed his arms and looked at the distance, crossing his legs and sitting down on the giant monster's shoulder.
This kind of cooperation is far from skillful, but once they cooperate, it will be difficult for Voldemort.
After all, if any one of these dangerous magical animals really hits him, Quirrell's body will be seriously injured if he is lucky, or he will die directly if he is unlucky.
The situation once again returned to a state of confrontation. A group of magical animals looked on as they besieged a human wizard in a very shameless manner, but in their eyes, this was a hunt.
Here is an open space, surrounded by all kinds of magical animals. Among them, a big unicorn and a small unicorn are standing in the middle. It is hard to imagine that these magical animals can actually stand together in such a united way. And dealing with the same person.
This is an incredible thing. Because even if they don't feed on each other, their relationship will definitely not be harmonious. How can you expect the cautious, cruel and vicious cat and leopard to stand together with the grumpy, ferocious and aggressive Chimaira? They even stand up for the unicorn, which represents holiness and nobility.
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This really made Quirrell lament the magic and danger of the world, and made Voldemort lament the weirdness and madness of things.
"Master! Let's escape!"
Quirrell's consciousness reappeared, and now he even had a hint of crying. When he first entered the Forbidden Forest, he thought that he would be as successful this time as the previous times, so he was so passionate and wanted revenge that he finally turned into the person he was familiar with.
Afraid, frightened, timid.
Before the next magical animal could take advantage of this opportunity to attack, Voldemort's roar rang out.
"Shut up!"
After his roar, his awe-inspiring aura even made the magical animals around him freeze.
How could a person known as the Dark Lord really have no momentum at all?
When he is really angry, even his remaining soul can frighten others for a moment.
Of course, it is impossible to scare people like Luke and Dumbledore who are not afraid and know enough about them, but there is still no problem in trying to scare these magical animals who do not understand his status.
Voldemort looked at these magical animals with resentful eyes and sneered: "You... will definitely die in my hands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three werewolf brothers rushed forward again and waved their claws.
"snort--"
Voldemort snorted coldly, first used the Iron Armor Curse again to knock the three werewolves away, and then fired a life-killing curse in the direction of the little unicorn.
Then, when the beasts were a little panicked, he turned into black smoke again and escaped directly from the direction where the number of magical animals was smaller.
"I said that one day you will die in my hands. I will make your heart, hair, and horns into a wand, your skin into a robe, and your bones will be placed on my display. In the hall.”
"This will be your endless glory!"
The black smoke passed by suddenly, leaving these words in the wind for them to listen to.
Although most magical animals could not understand what this guy said, everyone could feel the arrogance and resentment in it.
In other words, this is definitely not a good thing to say.
So they let out angry roars, and some magical animals even wanted to chase him and teach that guy a lesson.
But a low snake roar calmed them down.
"Next, someone will deal with him. If you really chase him, it will only become nourishment for him to increase his strength. "
"What nonsense are you talking about..." Nangdu Leopard immediately retorted.
"Shut up! Haven't you heard about what happened in the Acromantula's territory a few days ago? Or do you think you can also hunt down an entire Acromantula hunting team?"
Cat Leopard complained angrily.
The Poison Leopard's poison sac swelled up, and it looked like it was angry and wanted to fight.
Cat Leopard sneered humanely, and then licked his paws disdainfully.
The two here were about to fight, and the large giant monster over there, which was more than a circle larger than the normal giant monster, squeezed the Poison Leopard away, and then picked up his big stick.
The poisonous leopard bared its teeth at the giant monster, and the giant monster laughed innocently, and the Bowtruckle on its body stuck out its tongue again.
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The unicorn was in no mood to care about the fun here. It looked at the rune snake somewhat but still.
"Is there really no problem?"
Its eyes were full of worry, you know, this was related to the safety of its group. And organizing such a large-scale posture is not an easy task in itself.
"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"
"He agreed, so there's no problem."
Gan Wentui did not use a comforting tone, but just stated a fact.
At this time, on the other side, Voldemort finally landed, and Quirrell's already pale face became even paler. Reluctance was written on his face.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps breaking tree branches sounded in his ears.
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