Chapter 176： Ferencze

"About what I just said, catching the evil black wizard" Although I know that the possibility is not great, Ivan is still ready to try again.

"We will not help human beings, and we must not violate God's will." This time, Baine did not go to see Mars in the sky. He answered Evan's question accurately and with a little warning in the serious voice. "As with two years ago, the trajectory of Mars has already shown its omen, and things that are destined to happen should not be changed."

"Although there are some changes, the result is the same." Luo Nan added, using his sad voice, "Mars tonight is brighter than ever, which indicates that the most terrible disaster is coming."

"But" Avon is not sure if they are referring to the re-emergence of Voldemort. According to Professor Trelawney's prediction, this rising Voldemort will be stronger and more terrible than ever.

He didn't know who the man was chosen by Voldemort, but if these horses could help him catch the little dwarf Peter, he might stop Voldemort from returning.

undefined"There is nothing, I know what you are thinking, but the war between the wizards has nothing to do with us. The horse is concerned with the predictions of the astrology, and we are not obliged to help humans." Bain replied stiffly. "We are also absolutely impossible to change what is going to happen. We have vowed!"

Ivan still wants to say something more, ask about the Gryffindor treasure key, but the depths of the Forbidden Forest suddenly become a dazzling red and white light, accompanied by heat waves, like the midday sun, will be dark The forbidden forest is completely illuminated.

"What is going on?" Ronan uneasily used his hoof to plan the soil on the ground. "It seems to be on fire, that direction is"

"It's the territory of the eight-eyed giant spider, it must have happened!" Bain took the bow on his back.

The two of them did not go to see Ai Wen, turned and quickly rushed over, a blink of an eye, disappeared in the depths of the jungle, leaving only a hooves echoed in the open space.

Ai Wen also hurried to follow up. He knew that he was burning Aragok's lair. His speed must be faster, and there is not much time left for him. He did not follow the direction in which Ronan and Bain left, but ran in the other direction. He knew that he would meet his past and the little dwarf Peter.

Ai Wen ran forward for a few minutes and entered the territory of the eight-eyed giant spider.

The terrain is clearly sloping downwards, and the surrounding trees begin to wither and appear unhealthy gray, with spider webs and white spiders appearing from time to time.

Ai Wen's spirit is highly concentrated, and he clenches his wand in his hand.

Hearing the call of Aragog, the eight-eyed giant spiders scattered throughout the Forbidden Forest are gathering in the center of the depression, and the number is increasing.

咔哒咔哒, 咔哒咔哒, 咔哒咔哒

Just as Ai Wen was vigilant, the three grinding-size spiders flew down from the surrounding trees at the same time.

They waved sharp spurs and made a horrible snoring.

Evan hurried to the right to dodge, rolling on the ground.

The end of his wand glowed red, flew the spider in front of him, and then turned quickly. Avon suddenly stopped. He was surprised to see that the body of the two eight-eyed spiders behind him had been bowed. It is completely penetrated and nailed to the ground.

The two spiders struggled and made a heart-rending voice.

Ai Wen looked up in surprise and saw a horse standing next to him, not Luo Nan, nor Bain, the horse looked younger. His hair is white gold and has a silver horse body.

"Are you okay?" The horseman came over and pulled Avon up.

"Nothing, thank you, my name is Avon Mason, from Hogwarts!" Ai Wen patted the dust on his body, and then he was attracted by the eyes of the horse.

It was a pair of blue amazing eyes, like a touch of sapphire.

"I heard Hagrid mention you, Avon!" The horse said softly, "My name is Ferenze!"

Ai Wen suddenly, it turned out to be him.

Like most of the horses in the Forbidden Forest, Ferenze is also awe of destiny, and feels that life is uncertain, full of wisdom but a strong spectator mentality.

But compared to the dislike and disdain of other Ma people against the wizard, Felenze is not so much rejection of human beings, and does not lend a helping hand. This made Ferenze an alternative to Bain and Ronan who believed that the Maers' responsibility was to be a neutral observer.

Ai Wen still remembers that at the fifth grade of Harry, Ferenze even accepted the invitation of Dumbledore to replace the expelled Professor Trelawney and become a professor of divination. He accepted the position and was exiled by his own tribe, who called him a slave who was captive of human beings.

"Although I don't know why you came here, but for your little wizard of this age, the forbidden forest tonight is not safe." Ferenze looked at Evan. "These eight-eyed spiders are all mad." More aggressive than usual, I must send you back."

"No, I can't leave, I have to catch the little dwarf Peter."

"Little Dwarf Peter?!" Ferenze repeated slowly.

"Yes, he is an evil black wizard, he is"

When Ivan's words were not finished, I heard Ferenze say, "I know him, the little dwarf Peter, he and James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, who were twenty years ago. I have been to our tribe several times. I was still a little pony. They brought me magical items, food, and very interesting stories from humans every time."

Felenze seems to be remembering, and Evan looked at him in surprise. It turns out that there is still such a thing. It is no wonder that Ferenze has a good impression on human beings. Now it seems that it is very likely to be influenced by four of Harry's fathers when they were young.

"The relationship between the four of them was very good, because the ancestors of the Ma people had an agreement with the founders of the castle. They were recognized by the horses and came to the tribe for final trials to decide if any of them had Qualified to get that thing," Ferenze said faintly. "But they all failed. It is clear that they are not the ones chosen by fate."

"That thing?!" Ai Wen stunned, and the heart suddenly jumped quickly. Ferenzer was referring to Gryffindor's secret treasure key. He couldn't help but ask, "What is that thing?"

"I don't know." Ferenze shook his head and said slowly. "No one knows its specific shape. For thousands of years, according to ancient conventions, it has been stored in the temple in the middle of the tribe. Every night, the same light as the stars will be emitted. Only those who really get it can know its true colors." (To be continued.)