Harry Potter's Bastard

The black horses had no weapons in their hands, and most of them were still bound by the vines on the ground, while the centaurs with weapons in their hands, such as the little leader who had just held a steel spear in his hand, did not dare to do so.

These degenerate dark horse people are indeed aggressive, but they are not fools who can't see the facts, they know very well what kind of combat power this giant snake in front of them has, and the last time a team of men and horses exchanged the price of total annihilation for a few spears stuck in this snake.

The dark horse people who still have the ability to move don't dare to act rashly at all.

Solim waved his hand downward at the little leader, still holding the steel spear, and motioned for him to put his weapon down. This kind of body language is not difficult for humans to understand, but something seems to be wrong with these centaurs. Instead of laying down his arms, the little boss looked a little ready to move.

"Tsk. Smacking his lips, Solim flicked his wand, and the steel spear instantly detached from the centaur's hand, and flew like Solim quickly.

Disarming Charm - This little spell Solim hadn't used it in a while.

This hand suppressed the dark horse people, and they no longer dared to act rashly. It seemed that they were just beginning to realize that the human standing in front of them was a wizard.

Taking the heavy steel spear, to tell the truth, if Solim hadn't drunk the blood of the Ryem cow, he would have been carried to the ground by this heavy weapon.

"Ferenze, I gave it to you. "Soli 547 holds a spear in his left hand, he is not a horse man, and can wield such a heavy weapon with one hand.

The weapon on Ferenze's body was provided by Solim, but it was only made by him with Transfiguration, and it simply couldn't be kept for long. With a proper weapon, Ferenze would have been happy - the weapons that Solim had provided to their tribe had not had his share of them, and his fellow Grey Horsemen did not see Ferenze as a warrior.

"This is your trophy. Ferencze walked around from behind the Basque Country.

"What do I want this thing for?" Solim's eyes were fixed on the arena, lest he be a little reluctant to play with him.

With a light snap in Solim's hand, Ferenze took the spear.

"It used to belong to Barcelona. Ferenze looked at the spear in his hand and said, "He was killed along with Zirol."

Knowing that Solim didn't have a good impression of these two names, Ferenze went on to explain, "It's the time you brought Harry Potter and a few students from the school in to look for the Eight-Eyed Spider......"

When Lunze said this, Solim remembered that the last time he took Harry and Draco to practice with the Eight-Eyed Spider, he only met the Dark Horsemen, and the three centaurs sent by the leader of the Gray Horsemen who were still alive at the time Grote sent to protect them are now only Ferenzer." Do they speak English?

All will be said, but there will definitely be. ".

"Then let's ask. Solim cleared his throat: "Does anyone speak English?"

There was no response.

"I'll ask one last time: Is there anyone who can speak English?"

"I'll ......"

Some dull and laborious voices came, as if the guy who spoke was being tied up by vines.

Fortunately, there weren't many centaurs here, and Solim quickly made out where the sound was coming from. With a swing of his wand, the vines quickly loosened the tightly bound Dark Horse Man.

"Do you speak English?" said Solim didn't get closer, but kept a safe distance where he could react.

"Yes. The centaur touched his neck, he was really out of breath just now, no matter how strong and muscular the centaur was, it was like that on his neck.

"Good. Solim nodded, "I have a few questions for you. "

"You're a wizard?"

"Obviously. Solim gestured to the wand in his right hand.

"What do you want to know?"

"Did your tribe carry a statue when they fled into the Forbidden Forest?" Solim gestured, "It looks like a wooden, statue of a centaur warrior." "

Solim carefully observed the centaur's facial expressions and body movements, though these tips might not work for the centaur.

The centaur was also a little confused, he had never known what the statue was, how did he answer, and he was now worried about his fate if he couldn't give a satisfactory answer to the wizard in front of him.

"It seems that you don't know anything about it...... That said, you don't have anything for me anymore—"

"No, wait, Godor might know something...... "The centaur hurriedly pointed to a place.

That's the small leader of the centaurs who had been disarmed by Solim before. At this time, he was staring at Solim's side, and after coming into contact with Solim's gaze, he still did not avoid it, but stared at him viciously.

"Well, then you can bring him here. "

Solim smiled at the centaur, but it seemed to the centaur that it was undoubtedly a declaration of his fate. But he couldn't resist, what had happened before had completely shattered his confidence, and besides, he didn't have a weapon in his hand, but what if he did? Looking up at the serpent behind the human wizard, the centaur could only resign himself to Goddor.

Nothing came as a surprise to anyone - Solim, Ferenze, the English-speaking centaurs, they all knew what to expect......

After listening to Solim's request, the little centaur leader named Godor simply snapped the neck of his own people—Solim didn't know the name of the dark horse man he had just spoken to.

It seems that the other party doesn't want to come over, but wants to let himself pass......

Solim narrowed his eyes at the other, then sneered, then raised his wand. But then he realized that something was wrong, or rather, something was wrong with his body - he felt like his head was being pressed by something, as if it was about to burst his head, but it came and went as quickly as it came.

There was a flash of fire, and Solim appeared behind Basque, using the basilisk's massive body to block himself.

Solim pale as he reached into his clothes, and when his hand came out of his chest, he had an extra handful of fragments in his hand—the amulet that the family had given him before.

Just now, just a few seconds ago, someone shot at him. To be exact, it was a wizard who was tricked when he didn't react, and he simply had this amulet.

"Let's go first!" Solim shouted to Ferenze, then said to the Basques: "Not a single one will be left!"

He had to try to force the wizard out first, and if he really didn't work, he could use the phoenix to slip away. _

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