Of course, Professor Dumbledore would not care about this matter. He even used Tai Chi very skillfully to get rid of Filch's accusation in a few words. Even Professor McGonagall just said a few words indifferently. , with no intention of finding the culprit at all.
As for the other professors...except for a certain Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who was watching the show, the other professors looked like they didn't hear anything.
As for the little wizards, most of them were snickering.
This administrator is extremely unpopular in the school. However, no wizard can tolerate this guy who clamors to torture young wizards every day, not even the professors will like him.
During class, Noah happened to see the messy corridor, and Filch was cursing and scrubbing it clean one by one with a rag, not giving the house elf a chance at all.
The entire corridor does not look like the work of one person. There are some small figures painted on it that clearly have Filch's distinctive features. However, these small figures are either hit by things or falling down...
Every little wizard passing by in the corridor received a fierce glare from Administrator Filch, which also discouraged the house elves who wanted to help.
So the scrubbing continued into the evening.
In the evening, Noah had to give up his plan to go to the Forbidden Forest because of his astronomy class and concentrate on his astronomy class. However, the residents in the Forbidden Forest became a little restless.
…
Several centaurs used hidden arrows and traps to kill a group of hurried eight-eyed spiders. They walked out of their hiding place and piled several eight-eyed spiders on the ground together after last-hitting.
"Fierenze, these guys have left their territory." A centaur with a tan horse body looked at the centaur with a silver mane beside him, "If this continues, these guys will expand to the outer layer."
Firenze frowned and looked at the group of eight-eyed spider corpses on the ground: "It's winter, and there will be even less prey this winter."
It may also be because the number of eight-eyed spiders is increasing. A huge population always needs sufficient food, and the number of eight-eyed spiders has broken the original saturation level, so naturally more food is needed. In this kind of food During the already scarce winter, this group of ferocious guys will only find ways to expand their territory.
"But if we let these guys go, our food will also decrease." Although the centaurs have stored food for the winter, their colleagues who consume it also need to replenish it regularly. This is the experience of the centaurs living in the Forbidden Forest.
Firenze frowned and glanced at the corpses: "Take them back first. We have to explain the situation to the clan leader."
The other centaurs began to cut up the corpse, and he watched the surroundings warily.
But the eight-eyed spiders seemed to have stepped up their patrols. When they were finishing their work, another team of eight-eyed spiders came here to patrol.
These guys don't care whether the prey is intelligent creatures, it's better to say that tall creatures like centaurs are echoing their hunting goals.
The battle is about to break out.
This was not the first day that the centaurs and the eight-eyed spiders had dealt with each other. After a fierce battle between the two sides, the centaurs finally had the upper hand. Because of the "unknown dangerous things" in divination, they brought more weapons and armor, so they still had the upper hand. This group of eight-eyed spiders was successfully eliminated.
But some of them were poisoned by spider poison, and they could only use herbs to suppress the poison for the time being. The centaur patrol also planned to return immediately.
"The spider's patrol frequency is wrong," Firenze said decisively, "Go back to the camp first."
They didn't even bother collecting new corpses and had no choice but to return immediately.
There is something wrong with the eight-eyed spider tonight.
The patrolling centaurs hurried back to their tribal settlement and first sent the injured to a larger wooden house. Firenze hurried to the largest tent in the center.
"Clan leader."
"Firenze, you are back." The clan leader looked down at Firenze, "As long as he is not injured."
Firenze leaned down: "But a few people were injured. We encountered two teams of eight-eyed spiders."
Although their territories are quite far apart from those of the Eight-Eyed Spider, they can still encounter each other from time to time when hunting. Their prey preferences may even overlap, so conflicts are inevitable.
But this conflict also has degrees. Meeting two groups in a row like tonight obviously does not fall into the category of "degrees". The other party even attacked directly without any intention of communicating.
"Oh?" The clan leader lowered his eyes thoughtfully, "Is there any strange movement in the eight-eyed spider?"
"Clan leader, the eight-eyed spider's patrol range is also wrong. They are already close to the periphery."
The clan leader thought for a while and shook his head: "Avoid them. We shouldn't go near the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest recently."
Although I don't know what the undivinable thing is, I can be sure that the other party's range of activities is at night, and it is limited to the outside, at most a little inside.
Since they don't know the danger and the other party has little influence on them, they naturally avoid it whenever they can.
and……
"Maybe the movement of the eight-eyed spider has something to do with that."
Those who have been doing divination all year round will always have some keen intuition, and his intuition tells him that it is better not to explore and stay away.
Firenze nodded in agreement and left the clan leader's tent.
After coming out, he subconsciously glanced at the sky. It was still cloudy tonight and no stars could be seen.
…
The next night, Noah appeared in the Forbidden Forest again.
It didn't snow all day, which meant that the Forbidden Forest today would be a little more active than the previous few days, so Noah moved more quietly, and even the snow animals exploring the path were replaced by light and compact ones.
But it wasn't long before he noticed that his snow animals had been captured and killed several of them.
Without a special supply of magic power, those mimicking creatures are actually very fragile, let alone those that mimic snow.
But the problem is that those little guys were killed almost at the same time. The time they were captured was not necessarily the same, but the time they were killed was the same.
Noah subconsciously thought of the eight-eyed spiders. Those ferocious and cunning guys probably captured the snow animals and realized that they were not real "prey", so they smashed them directly.
After careful consideration, Noah released a few more leaf-mimicking birds to help him explore the path and avoid the patrols of the eight-eyed spiders to find the location of the Phoenix Flower.
This land is still a pure land in the snow, and the dry ground is somewhat incompatible with the surrounding snow.
Noah rarely took out his magic wand: "I'm not afraid of high temperatures!"
The light blue spell was cast on his body, bringing him a sense of coolness. But standing in the snow, this coolness made me feel cold.
When Noah stepped into the territory of Phoenix Flower, the coldness was immediately dispelled by the warmth.
He walked to the Phoenix Flower and looked at this magical plant carefully.
