v4 Chapter 152： cry like a lost dog

In Hagrid's pumpkin patch, William found the pumpkin carriage.

The car had not been driven for a while, and a bird's nest appeared on the pumpkin. There are also many snails that have settled on it.

Therefore, this car must be driven frequently, otherwise it will be completely rusted and scrapped.

This time, William did not find six eight-eyed giant spiders to pull the cart, but found two to lead the way.

They were named by him as...Benboerba and Babolben.

The two spider spirits dragged the carriage and galloped down the road. When they were halfway, William told them to stop.

He took out a piece of parchment and poked it a few times. Ronan's words on the parchment immediately became shiny.

Below Ronan, there is also the name of Kiss on Fire, but it is dim.

Both siblings are William's customers.

"So Ronan will come?" Anne asked curiously, pulling the parchment.

"Of course." William explained quickly: "When the news is released, the name will glow, and Ronan also has a parchment, he will see it."

"What kind of magic is this?"

"Transformation Charm." Before William could speak, Hermione said first. "It's hard, N.E.W.Ts-level magic."

Annie raised her eyebrows, "Are you too?"

Hermione seemed to be waiting for those words, trying to be modest.

"Oh... um... Although I'm not as skilled as William, I can barely use it... I'm too stupid, it took me a long time to learn.

What, you want to learn, I can teach you... very simple! "

"..."

Annie pursed her lips and puffed out her cheeks, not wanting to pay much attention to Hermione.

But he couldn't stand being tickled by Hermione, and he was soon defeated, so he had to fight with her.

Waited about ten minutes.

From a small patch of thick two-eared grass, there was a sound.

William raised his wand, and after a moment, put it down again.

A red centaur emerged from the grass.

"Why come so early tonight, isn't it the appointed time?"

Ronan walked around the carriage and seemed to want a pumpkin cart like this.

The next time he goes hunting, he can sit on the roof of the car and lead a large group of eight-eyed giant spiders. How handsome!

It's a pity that I can only think about it. The centaurs have not yet figured out how William controls the dangerous eight-eyed giant spider.

Bane also listed William as an extremely dangerous wizard and banned everyone from contacting him.

What Bane didn't know was that many people from the clan did not contact William, but secretly asked Ronan to help buy a lot of things.

"Something happened, so I came early."

William jumped out of the carriage, and the two exchanged familiarly.

As usual, Ronan gave all kinds of herbs and materials in exchange for weird wizard and muggle items.

"Why do you smell like tobacco?" William sniffed.

"Do you centaurs also smoke?"

Fairies love to gamble, but centaurs like to smoke?

What is this habit?

"No, we just had a group gathering." Ronan's voice was low.

"Predict the future by burning sage and mallow, observing smoke and flames."

What he didn't say was that people did like the smell of smoke. After inhaling the nose, it is very comfortable, the brain can be emptied, and the soul can be lifted up.

Old smoker!

"What did you predict?" William asked curiously.

After several years of contact, he found that the horse people still have some skills. At least last year's Tom incident was in line with their predictions.

Ronan didn't answer right away. His eyes stared upward without blinking, and then his voice was low and sad.

"The dark clouds began to slowly gather and form again, obscuring the bright moon."

William raised his head and glanced up. Large dark clouds are indeed gathering, and it seems that a heavy rain is about to fall.

"Yes, I also observed it, your divination is accurate." William shrugged.

There is always no straightforward answer from the centaurs. Can't just skip the metaphor and say the result?

Centaurs and Professor Trelawney seem to be on the same page when it comes to mysteries.

They probably studied at the same old blind fortune-teller before, right?

Ronan packed up his things, stepped on the horse's hoof, and asked, "William, my sister hasn't traded with you recently, has she?"

The transaction at the beginning of the semester was indeed smuggled out by Huo Kiss while Ronan was not at home.

She also stole Ronan's ring and made a deal with William.

"I don't have a deal with Fire Kiss anymore."

Seeing Ronan's vigilant gaze, William quickly shook his head.

This can not be false, they really did not trade.

Fire Kiss is not yet an adult and can't go out hunting... The whole is a pauper!

There is still a face to ask him: Is there any kind of job that can make quick money, easy and pleasant.

With this kind of work, William will do it himself and leave it to the fire kiss?

It is very profitable to conduct body research on horses, and William does not dare to study fire kisses.

However, he sent a few more Lockhart books.

It is said that it is very popular among female horsemen.

This is cultural invasion.

It's a pity that Lockhart died early, otherwise he might have taken on the burden of communicating with the centaurs.

After parting with Ronan, the carriage continued south.

After crossing a lake, William abandoned the Octopus and the carriage.

Under the dark clouds,

He turned into a sea eagle, carried Hermione and Anne, and flew into the sky, towards a steep mountain.

According to the eight-eyed spider's search, Black was hiding in a cave somewhere on the mountain.

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Blake lay on the hay, staring blankly at the broken cobwebs at the top of the cave.

He regretted it a little, he shouldn't have eaten that spider, otherwise it would probably catch a lot of flying insects.

In William's words: "It's a renewable resource."

Having been with that kid for a long time, he was fascinated by his ears and eyes, and he also learned a lot of strange words and phrases.

What kind of Yazhu butterfly, that's a lot.

I swear in Tom's name.

Tom he must die.

Who is this Tom, who is so hated?

Blake touched his dry stomach, inexplicably nostalgic for the days in France.

Not to mention Annie's delicious snacks... just the baguette that broke his teeth, Hermione's porridge, the imported dog food William bought... He wanted to eat them all.

In the past ten years, the happiest days were actually the months when I was a dog!

The most important thing is that he still thinks that kind of life is good and can be lived for a lifetime. This feeling made him inexplicably annoyed.

Blake reached out and rubbed his chicken coop-like messy long hair, and sighed for no reason.

It's not that I didn't think about going back, looking for the three of them, or even... telling the truth.

But Blake was afraid,

Who will believe him? !

He knew that William was terrible, killing a werewolf was like killing a chicken.

get up,

Is there still life?

Snapped!

Trap trigger sound.

Blake rolled and got up, using both hands, and crawled towards the depths of the cave.

After a while, a thin mouse appeared in his hand.

He didn't have time to make a fire, and he didn't dare to make a fire.

He picked up a stone and smashed it on the mouse's head. He couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth without even cleaning the internal organs.

His cheeks moved, chewing on dead mouse meat.

"...this is Annie's snack...this is Hermione's porridge...this is William's poisoned dog food..."

He hypnotized himself over and over again, forcing himself to chew and swallow, with a satisfied look on his face.

Black lay back on the haystack, trying to sleep with his eyes closed. When you fall asleep, you will not be hungry.

It was raining suddenly outside and it was so noisy that I couldn't sleep.

He plucked a dry grass and put it in his mouth, raised Erlang's legs, swayed and hummed the tune she made up when she first met Annie on and off.

"Da Hei, Da Hei, follow me home..."

Anyway, upside down, just one sentence.

What are the three of them doing now?

Annie is probably lazy to read comics;

William and Hermione definitely did not go back to their lounge, but hid in the safety table.

He had already seen that the relationship between the two was not normal. It is exactly the same as James and Lily after marriage.

The corners of Blake's mouth twitched, and he whispered, "That's great."

After a long time, he finally fell asleep.

A loud voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

"Finally found you, big black!"

Bly opened his eyes suddenly, his face pale, his lips trembling.

All found, there must be a large number of Aurors and Dementors gathered outside.

Can't be caught!

He immediately turned into a thin black dog and rushed out. Ten steps away in an instant.

However, there were no Aurors outside the cave, nor dementors as he imagined.

Not far away, there was only a slender young man, who simply held a **** umbrella, with two girls snuggling beside him.

The **** the right, in a slightly confused tone, whispered, "Da Hei."

For some reason, Blake's tears, mixed in the rain, couldn't stop flowing down.

In the pouring rain, the defeated dog said something to himself. "Don't run away."

Annie bit her lip, raised her head and asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong with it?"

William shook his head.

hen duck...

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