Harry originally wanted to answer that the Philosopher's Stone was a priceless treasure, and that's how it was evaluated in the book.
But that was too vague, and he knew that would not be the answer Aini wanted.
So the atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and they didn't know how to answer Aini's seemingly simple question.
Not because they couldn't find the answers, but because they knew that none of the answers were what Aini wanted.
What Aini wanted to hear was their own answer.
However, at this time, Harry did not know that the real person who wanted to seize the Sorcerer's Stone was actually the person who killed his parents, and his thoughts were not very firm.
So now he can't give an answer that satisfies Aini. Without Dumbledore's little trick, the three of them might have been persuaded to go back by Aini.
"Sorry, Aini. Maybe I can't give a definite answer for the time being. We know that the value of the magic stone is very high, and the power of protection is definitely not comparable to that of a little wizard like me."
"I have no reason to protect the Philosopher's Stone, but there is always a voice in my heart reminding me that I must not let him get the Philosopher's Stone. I can feel that this matter is very important to me. "
Harry's words were sincere, but it was this calmness that left Aini speechless.
"Ani, we all know that spiritual sense is real for wizards. Even if they can't make accurate words, wizards still have some related talents more or less. Maybe this matter is really important to Harry. It's very important." Coming from a wizarding family, Ron had heard many stories about this.
"Okay, come with me. Ever since he settled Norbert in the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid has rarely stayed in his cabin." Aini led the three of them towards the Forbidden Forest and warned them again.
"You must remember that no matter how important things are in the future, you cannot let yourself ignore your life safety now. Don't do things rashly. If you lose your life because of this, even if it is really important, you will never be with us again. A little bit of a relationship.”
"Don't worry, Ani. I will keep an eye on them both." Hermione, who had been silent for a long time, responded, her expression returning to normal.
Hearing this, Aini's eyes looked a little strange. If I remember correctly, it seems that you were the one who imprisoned Neville, right?
Not noticing the strange look in Aini's eyes, after speaking again, the little witch's chat box seemed to have been broken, and one question after another popped up.
From the answers to various exams to some learning doubts, although Aini dealt with them relatively easily, he still felt a little thirsty.
"Okay, Hagrid should be right in front." When he saw the firelight coming from the forest, Aini couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. The little witch's thirst for knowledge was a little too strong.
Hermione still had some unfinished ideas, and it was much easier to ask Aini questions than to read those tomes alone.
Harry and Ron didn't care about this. Their destination was right in front of them. They vaguely quickened their pace and walked in front of Aini unknowingly.
"Stop!" A few minutes later, they could already hear Hagrid coaxing Norberta in a rough voice. Just when Harry and Ron were about to run forward, Ani stopped them.
"Who is it! You'd better come out on your own and slow down a little." Aini raised his wand and pointed it at the shadow in front of him on the left.
He felt strong hostility on the other side. If he hadn't discovered that there was a centaur in the shadow, Ani would have launched a direct attack just now.
"Human cubs, this is not the place you should come." A horseman walked out of the shadows. The first thing that came into view was a rough face covered with beard on his chin. Two steps later, a naked and naked face appeared. The rare strong physique among wizards was also revealed.
There is an open silver armband on the centaur's left arm. Matching his thick muscular arm, it looks like it was suddenly squeezed by the burst of power.
"Bain, it seems that this is not the activity range of the centaurs." Aini didn't have a good look on this centaur who had always been hostile to wizards.
In fact, after meeting Bain, he had already considered whether to subdue this guy first before starting a conversation.
The uninvited male centaur in front of him looked very aggressive. Not only did he bring the bow and arrow that the centaur usually used when hunting, but he also clutched a spear as thick as a goose egg in his right hand.
Coupled with the hostility that continued to emanate from him, Ani was a little worried that this weak guy would do something crazy. It would be bad if the little wizard was accidentally injured, which would probably lead to the decline of the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest.
"Hmph, it turns out to be Professor Scamander. The Forbidden Forest is the territory of the centaurs, and wizards have no control over the centaurs."
Before the Dark Ages, the centaurs had a very short period of prosperity. Although they soon declined, there are still some centaurs who cannot recognize the reality, are lost in the past glory of their ancestors, and are depressed about the current situation of the race. Unfair.
"laugh."
Ani couldn't help laughing.
"Bain, the Forbidden Forest is not the territory of centaurs. You and I should know this in our hearts. If there is no little wizard present, I don't mind discussing this issue with you, but please leave now."
"It's full of nonsense. Before Hogwarts was even established, we..." Hearing this, Bain shouted angrily, took a step forward, brandishing his spear, and then...
Then he was hung upside down in a tree.
The usually quiet vines tied him tightly in a more violent manner than Bain, and even took off his weapons during the binding.
Aini planned to tell Bain to be honest for a while. After all, centaurs are a race passed down from ancient times. Some of the most underhanded methods can pose a threat to wizards, especially when he is accompanied by three children.
"Sorry Bain, you are too dangerous and must be subdued." Ani said to Bain seriously.
"Let me go, you despicable wizard, do you have the guts to have a real battle." Bain struggled hard in mid-air. Are you talking human words? What do you mean I am too dangerous and must be subdued?
Also, how could I be suddenly hung up when I was in such danger?
Aini's kindness will never be used on such things, no matter what the wizard has obtained from other people in his early years, and no matter what means he uses.
He only knows one thing. As a member of the modern wizard community, everyone enjoys the shadow of their ancestors all the time.
If it weren't for their hard work, the current situation of the wizards is still unknown, and it is even unclear whether humans will still be the mainstream race in the world.
Those individuals or groups that are opposed to the wizard camp have only one identity in Aini's heart, and that is the enemy.
But now the centaurs are like sea lions in the Muggle world, similar to endangered protected animals. Some are close to humans, cute and cute; some are wild and untamed, and occasionally show aggression.
Ani was not guilty of quarreling with the Ministry of Magic by killing a centaur.
"Keep quiet, Mr. Bain." Before Aini finished speaking, a vine circled Bain's head and sealed his mouth.
"I will let you go after the little wizard leaves, but you can let go half of it now."
After speaking, Aini waved away most of the vines, leaving only one that circled Bain's front legs twice and fixed them to the horizontal branches. Then he tied the back legs in the same way, and finally drooped them down with his tail. They were entangled and tied behind his hands.
