Chapter 1087： Whisper in the mist

"Matilda, the wisdom of the horse people is amazing, the Ministry of Magic still believes that the horse people are magic creatures with "close to human intelligence" according to the second paragraph of Article 15 of the Magical Animal Management and Control Department. Wrong, I also think this is a great insult..." Alan's tone paused. He carefully looked at Matilda's expression and said carefully, "I can't make decisions for all the Ministry of Magic, nor can you Make decisions for all horsemen, but if we don’t take a more positive attitude...but we can let the British Ministry of Magic make the right example and let you be reclassified as a "man", which will be more Representativeness also allows us wizards and your horsemen to have a better life with each other. Don’t let yourself suffer more because you don’t want to share your identity with dark creatures such as dominatrix, banshee and vampire.”

The human and animal spirits are the three classifications of the Ministry of Magic after cataloging all the creatures that exist in the magic world. This classification was established by the then Minister of Magic Grogan Stump in 1811-the definition of "human" It is any kind of creature with enough intelligence to understand the laws of the magic society, and bear some of the responsibilities in the process of making these laws; "beast" refers to the law that does not have enough intelligence to understand the magic society, nor can it undertake to make these The creature responsible for the legal process; and the last kind of "spirit" is not very accepted by the ghosts. They always protest and complain that this makes them appear to be "tomorrows of tomorrow" until the then president of the wizarding council Ai After the re-definition of Elfrida Cragg, these ghosts with enough intelligence to protest against the parade ceased.

"Allen, I know you are really thinking about horsemen, but even if I agree, the horsemen of my tribe will not be happy... Tradition makes us lose the ability to change, but this is also the pride of horsemen. “Matilda’s deep eyes looked at Xinghu Lake, and those of his tribes sat or lay around the Xinghu Lake freely,” so I can’t accept your assistance, but I promise that those pure-blood wizards’ provocations will no longer work. , Your presence here tonight is enough for me to convince most horsemen to reassure them... In addition, I can also assure you that the Hogwarts little wizard who will enter this forbidden forest in the future will be safe. You don’t need to worry. My people and I will look after them secretly. Although the horse people may not be too pleasant to talk to the general wizard, they will still be happy to provide them when they see the innocent foal in danger. assistance."

"Matilda, I will not let Ma Renping suffer losses for no reason. I will consider a more detailed plan when I go back... In addition, if you can persuade your people to change their minds, please tell me at any time." Allen decided not to say more for the time being. He knew in his heart that the other side was because of his favor of giving the Moonstone to them at that time. He decided to withstand the losses brought about by the expansion of Hogwarts.

After Allen walked, the wind blew across the Star Lake and ripples appeared. Matilda stood up from his knees, and his strong horse's body glowed maroon. It raised its two front legs and looked up to the sky. With a long hissing, the horsemen around with different body sizes and different color of mane came immediately to his direction.

Matilda simply informed the tribe about Allen’s visit. When his words just fell, the originally quiet horse people couldn't help the tumult.

"I agree with the Chieftain. According to the wizard's concept, this was originally the site of Hogwarts. We live here, and we should make some compromises." Ronan Ma's voice was low and sad, and also attracted some support. The solidarity of the people.

"But Ronan, if it is to ensure the safety of Alan himself, I am willing to pay my life for him. We had promised to allow Alan to remain in our hearts for the friendship of our horse people..." Bain first commented, " But if it is other wizards, we are too embarrassed to do so. We are not slaves to those humans."

"Helping humans is a low-level, low-ranking, chief, are we going to be driven by humans like ordinary mules?" Bain's words caused many young and **** horsemen to boil, echoing the roar.

"Listen to me...After Allen defeated the person who couldn't name it publicly... You have also seen the most recent astrology, but Mars has become brighter." Seeing the tribes in dispute below, Matilda's majestic voice was loud Resounding through this space, "War is fiercer than we thought. We must continue to survive here. It is not enough to rely on a neutral attitude... It will be a sunny day tonight. I will stargaze about it... Luo Nan, give I took some sage and fragrant mallow and waited for me to burn at night to further interpret the results of stargazing."

After seeing Matilda make a final response, the horses didn't say much and had to disperse.

Although the chief made the decision, for these horsemen, when they thought of what the pure-blood wizards who came to the horseman tribe said, and they might really want to be neighbors with terrible magical creatures such as fire dragons, Among the horse tribes, it caused a lot of discussion and uneasiness.

With the passage of time, on the hillsides covered with lush, soft grass, the horsemen have not sat up completely for a long time, and they can not relax as they used to, rising in the hearts of members of this horseman tribe. Uneasy panic and inexplicable fear enveloped them, but no matter what they did, they could not get rid of this uneasy feeling.

This illusion is particularly serious for the horses of Luonan, who are so melancholy and sensitive. By the afternoon, these horses no longer have the energy to discuss with the tribes, and many horses began to hide in the tall tribes. The dark place behind the tree weakly pressed his head against the trunk that was so high that he could not see the treetops.

Not long after they started participating in the discussion, a vague voice always sounded in their hearts from time to time, murmured dimly, and whether they were running along the lake, or divination, and many gods who believed in the horse people Prayers can't be eliminated. This sound seems to be stationed in its mind. There is no way to get rid of it, but its frequency seems to fluctuate. In the end, many horsemen even just thought that they had auditory hallucinations.

But after everyone exchanged this strange situation with each other, it was panic and found that every horse person felt this unnatural emotion, many also heard the same voice calling, this uneasy atmosphere is very It soon permeated the entire horse tribe.

"Think about it, Matilda just let Hogwarts expand. This feeling has appeared in the minds of so many of us. UU reading must be a warning from God..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I think it's because we rejected Hogwarts' assistance, which makes us more difficult in the forest."

"Tonight we all have to take a closer look at the stars, and the starry sky will give us enlightenment... At that time, look at the results of the prophecy, instead of looking at your personal wishes, the stars and the moon will give us guidance."

However, afterwards, the light in the dense forest gradually dimmed, and a gray mist was rising from the wet woodland. Although the forest itself was often foggy, it was preparing to stargaze at night to burn for better Ronan, who was observing the future vanilla, looked at this unnatural cloud that was gradually filled with anxiety. He raised his head and looked to the sky. The fog was getting bigger and bigger. If it continues, I want to rely on astrology and divination tonight. I am afraid there is no hope for checking the signs.

In the evening, after the sky had almost darkened, as Ronan had worried, there were no grasses and rolling hills growing in the forest. The dense fog had covered the entire dense forest.

The horses were running in the dense forest, traveling in the dark like a ghost wandering in the white mist. They flew left and right and flickered by a tree trunk painted with black paint-obviously familiar to them This kind of climate is also very common in the forbidden forests, but the forests and the fog at night, which are usually familiar at night, whispered calls from time to time in the mind to make the horse people have a strange and desolate feeling.

Matilda did not give up stargazing. Under the burning of fragrant mallow and sage, she looked at the sky through their smoke and flames, trying to predict the future from the vaguely bright spots in the fog.