Chapter 275

The horsemen formed a circle, tightly surrounding Aiwen and the five of them.

Across the jumping back and head, Aiwen saw horse men in various costumes and colors, most of them were very strong, with sharp arrows and longbows on their backs.

In the very center, is a silver-gray centaur.

He was obviously very old, about a hundred years old, with deep wrinkles on his face and a white beard that almost reached the ground.

He is the centaur elder, the oldest and wisest centaur in the tribe.

While Ai Wen was observing him, he was also looking at Ai Wen carefully.

His eyes were very pale, and from a distance, he could only see a vast expanse of whiteness.

Margery walked over and bowed her head to salute, she couldn't see the previous irritability at all.

He respectfully reported to the elder about Aiwen and the others. Aiwen heard him tell the other party that the four human foals hoped to be recognized by the centaur, and then tried to obtain the treasure that had been kept in the sacred temple in the center of the tribe. That magic item.

Although he was very disgusted with humans, he did not deliberately discredit and cause trouble for Aiwen and the others. Everything he said was true.

The centaur elder nodded, indicating that he knew about it, and Margaret stepped aside. The older centaur took a step forward. He didn't speak, and watched Ai Wen carefully for a while, then raised his head and looked at the night sky, as if he was observing the orbit of the planets.

Just when Aiwen thought he would go on like this forever, he suddenly took out an unknown black herbal powder from the bag he was carrying.

I didn't see any movement from him, and a group of red flames suddenly rose in front of him.

The elder centaur slowly threw the powder into the rising flames, and the color of the flames immediately changed from red to a fantastic dark blue, accompanied by a lot of smoke.

"The centaur can make predictions by burning several herbs and leaves, and by observing the smoke and flames." Hermione explained in a low voice, "I read it in the book, and the principle is probably similar to how we look at a crystal ball."

"I've never seen anything in that ball other than the lines on the table." Ron muttered, looking at him suspiciously.

Harry nodded, agreeing with Ron's words very much.

Perhaps it was Professor Trelawney who had left a deep impression on him. Until now, he thought that such things as predictions were a lie.

Unlike the three of them, Ivan saw something different from the blue flame through the method Dumbledore taught him. He felt strange fluctuations in magic power, and a trace of magic power hidden in the smoke drifted towards him.

He hurriedly took a step back, hoping to dodge it.

The centaur elder raised his head and glanced at Ai Wen again. With a gust of breeze, the smoke blew straight over, and Ai Wen smelled the smell of scorched leaves. Unlike common spells, the weird magic power in the smoke did not harm him, it just revolved around Ivan, and then floated towards Harry beside him.

Like astrology, this is the unique divination magic of the centaurs.

Not surprisingly, this magic should be very advanced. Except for the centaur elders, Ivan has never seen other centaur use it.

They usually observe the stars in the night sky and draw omens of fate from them.

But this time, the horse people in front of them did not do this. Before waiting for the result of the elder's prediction, they formed a circle around Aiwen and the others vigilantly, just like cherishing animals in a zoo, silently watching from a distance Ivan and the five of them.

Most of the centaurs were eyeing Harry, talking in low voices, which was exactly the reaction of many wizards who met Harry for the first time.

Only a few centaurs who knew Sirius nodded indifferently to him, and then immediately looked elsewhere, pretending not to know Sirius.

The same is true for Ronan and Bain that Ivan met a month ago, they didn't even look at him.

In the silent onlookers, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme. The expressions on the faces of the horse people are different, some are pure curiosity, some are stern scrutiny, some are angry for unknown reason, but most of them are doubt and distrust.

They watched from afar and even took out their weapons.

Sirius told everyone not to put down his wand, and if any accident happened, don't worry about him leaving the Forbidden Forest first, and the centaurs would not hurt children.

Ivan felt that Hermione approached him unconsciously. He knew that Hermione must be worried. He skillfully held the other's little hand to signal her to feel at ease.

Because of being too nervous, Hermione's palms were covered with sweat. She looked at the horse man in front of her in awe, and an unknown fear rose in her heart. The appearance of these horse people is very terrifying and frightening, as if they are about to rush towards them at any time.

If Ivan wasn't here, she wouldn't know what to do.

While the horsemen were watching from afar and discussing in low voices, Firenze, with long platinum hair, came out from among the horsemen. He looked the same as he did a month ago. His move was evident in an atmosphere of hesitation and distrust.

Everyone looked at Firenze in amazement, astonished at his audacity. No one spoke, and even the whispered discussions of the horsemen stopped abruptly.

"It's a pleasure to see you again after twenty years, Sirius Black!" Firenze said softly, he didn't seem to notice the abnormality, and walked over calmly.

He shook hands with Sirius, like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

After greeting Sirius, he turned his gaze back to Harry.

"Harry Potter!" Firenze said gently.

"Hello, Firenze, nice to meet you!" Harry shook his hand hastily.

"Me too!" The platinum-haired centaur nodded his head and said in an unquestionable tone, "We are destined to meet again."

His expression was calm, and there was no smile on his face, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

"The trajectory of the planets has given an omen, and our fate will not end here." Firenze nodded to Harry again, "We will meet again."

He left Harry, walked slowly to Ivan, and also stretched out his hand.

"The same is true, I also know that you will definitely come, Ivan Mason!" He stared at Ivan with his strange blue eyes without blinking, and said softly, "On the night we first met, could you The Mars that brings war is shining brightly above us, brighter than ever. After that, I have watched its course carefully, and I see you in this coming war...  ..."

"Shut up, Firenze!" Margaret rushed over angrily and shouted loudly, "We swore that we would not reveal what we saw lightly." (To be continued.)