Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 167 A Silvery-White Column of Light Descends from the Sky

And just like that, the centaur tribe, which Kane and Dumbledore had initially considered a major problem, was resolved.

Kane, on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep at night no matter how much he tossed and turned.

Even the horsemen are so reasonable, but what about me? What am I thinking?

Cutting someone's scalp? To make boots?

Oh my god! I deserve to die.

Kane has decided that he will go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy a bunch of gifts for the centaur tribe as souvenirs.

Then the next day when he told Hagrid about the idea, the latter immediately shook his head.

"The centaurs said we only need to bring Lupin and... and one other thing, nothing else. And he seemed to be saying that some kind of ceremony would also be beneficial to their platform?"

"That's probably how it's said." Hagrid's memory wasn't very good, and his explanation wasn't very complete, but Kane still understood.

It seems that after upgrading the Starcaller's Wand through the platform, the platform should also be able to obtain some benefits from the moon.

This also explains why the centaurs selflessly offered up the platform.

Summer vacation passed very quickly, and Kane woke up to find a postcard from Ron in Egypt.

It was a postcard depicting a dark bronze statue of a young girl. There was also a very peculiar and powerful magic on the postcard. He curiously used his shadow to cut through the magic, and the next moment, the bronze statue of Shao'an flew out of the postcard with the air of a god of destiny creating everything.

Fortunately, Kane dodged quickly enough and didn't get his head split open.

"Wow, Ron is really realistic." Kane remarked as he placed the bronze statue at the dormitory entrance. Now, with flower pots on one side and the statue on the other, the entrance was quite a good match.

It was used as a talisman against evil spirits.

Following the postcard was a letter from Ron, roughly asking if he had read the Daily Prophet, which contained photos they had taken during their trip to Egypt.

Another thing to do is ask him if he has finished what he is currently busy with. If he has, he must go to the humble abode and not secretly rummage through the trash cans outside by himself.

Ron even put the last sentence in parentheses, noting that it was a joke.

"Hmm..." Kane sighed and put the letter aside to write a reply. The Daily Prophet... of course he hadn't read it. Dumbledore didn't trust its authority, Kane was too lazy to subscribe, Hagrid was too lazy to read it, Lupin didn't have the money to read it, and Filch... was even more useless; even owls wouldn't deign to deliver his letters.

Therefore, Hogwarts today can be described as an information island.

Even so, he still had to say...

I saw the photos, your family took such great pictures!

After praising him in the letter, Kane made another trip to the owl shed.

At the same time, he made up his mind that from now on, Hu Jin would definitely make his own birdcage and take care of it himself, so that it would never be taken away by Harry again.

After all, the feeling right now is like having a car but still having to take the bus, which is quite frustrating.

Even if it's just to make a birdcage myself... a large one, made of gold.

He secretly made up his mind, and so he stayed there until evening.

Kane, Dumbledore, Lupin, Hagrid, and the other two gathered at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

A month has passed, and Lupin is about to endure the pain of becoming a werewolf once again. Dumbledore has given him a bottle of wolfsbane potion in advance to prevent any unforeseen problems from happening to Lupin or accidentally injuring a centaur.

Neither of these two things is a good thing.

And so, led by Hagrid, the four of them arrived at a place about a mile outside the centaur camp.

A centaur with a silver body and golden hair stood there waiting for them.

Lupin looked at the flamboyant color scheme and felt a strange sense of familiarity with it. Finally, he tentatively asked, "Frenze?"

"Long time no see, Lupin." Ferenz nodded to each of the four humans, then slowly said, "Not everyone in the tribe approves of your approaching the platform."

Dumbledore chuckled twice: "It's all thanks to you, Ferrenze."

"Not so. There are many friends like me who, like me, believe that centaurs should become stronger and closer to humans, and that the platform will become even stronger afterward."

After Ferenczek finished speaking, he deliberately turned around and glanced at Kane, who was walking in the middle. Kane waved politely at him and then took out the Starcaller's Staff from his shadow.

"If I may ask, are you referring to an upgrade that only involves the platform, or does your upgrade include other parts of the platform?"

Ferenze, of course, knew what Kane meant, and he shook his head: "The centaurs won't take what doesn't belong to us."

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Kane felt relieved with those words. Although he knew that it would be easy to find fault with them, he knew that even if a conflict did arise, he would have a legitimate reason to act.

Soon, the four of them followed Ferenze to the centaur camp, where they were divided into two groups. One group seemed to favor Ferenze and had no resistance to the appearance of these four humans, while the other group looked at the humans as if they were a thesis defense.

However, since I had promised Ferenczec before, I couldn't very well drive him away now, so I had no choice but to leave and avoid seeing him altogether.

Kane didn't have any particular thoughts on this. After all, people discriminate based on skin color alone, let alone different races.

After all, we had trespassed into someone else's tribe and were even going to use long, thick poles to poke at their sacred platform.

If you don't like it, then don't...

Even if you despise yourself, you'll still stab yourself.

Soon, Kane and his group of four saw the platform. Seeing that the platform was intact, his opinion of the centaurs rose to another level.

Don't say how much they dislike you; at least they fixed the platform. You know, even the original platform in the Eternal Realm was damaged when we first met, let alone in the real world.

To be honest, I was prepared to rob Peter to pay Paul and repair the platform, but when I got there, I found out that the platform itself was fine.

What a surprise! A huge surprise!

So what if I get cursed at by some people in my heart? What can I do about it?

First, the platform doesn't need to be repaired by yourself; second, it can heal Lupin; and third, it can upgrade your Starcaller's Wand to Mooncaller's Wand.

Who wouldn't say something in this situation, Brother Ma, Silverwing?

The four of them, plus Ferenze, waited by the platform for a while. About ten minutes later, the moon was already high in the sky. Lu Ping looked pained and turned into a werewolf in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Ferenze had already informed the other centaurs in advance, so there was no panic.

Driven by a sense of ritual, Kane took one last look at the full moon in the sky.

"It's time."

With that, he slammed the Starcaller's Wand into the platform, and the next moment a silvery-white beam of light descended from the sky!

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