Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"No need to apologize, Alvin, I understand what you did, and I'm very relieved that you didn't hurt them, even if you had that ability.

I know you are not a child filled with murder and violence. Your eyes tell me that you have your own rules for doing things and will not act recklessly, so I believe you. "

Alyssa sees it clearly. She has lived for more than a hundred years. During these years, the things she has seen can allow her to distinguish how different issues should be viewed from different positions.

Moreover, the soul will not lie, even if Aiwen's soul is not so pure and flawless.

But he is not the kind of person who has a dark and evil heart and is unscrupulous. The unicorn trusts her judgment.

"Thank you, Sister Alyssa."

Alvin was happy with Alyssa's understanding.

"Here you Alvin, it's not moving."

Leya handed over the empty gun.

"how do you feel?"

"It's okay, the power is good, but it's not suitable for hunting."

Leya said with some pity.

"Then try this, Hagrid, take a look too. I'll make you a larger one later. This is no better than your crossbow." After saying that, Ivan took out the Winchester again and taught Leya how to use.

"This... let's forget it. If the Ministry of Magic discovers Muggle items, it's time to cause trouble again." Hagrid thought about it and forget it.

"It's okay, you can just hide it and use it secretly, and believe me, this useless law will be banned soon." Ivan gave Hagrid a reassuring look.

Then Ivan looked at Firenze, who was standing there watching Leya play with a gun. He had an impression of this centaur. He was also an alternative among centaurs. Maybe...

"Well, this is Muggle technology. Although they don't have magic, they still have the power to take over the world."

Alvin walked to Firenze's side and his tone was meaningful.

"It's indeed amazing, but I can see the blood behind it." Firenze said in a faint tone.

"This is true, but since ancient times, the peaceful and stable world has not been bought with blood. If the predecessors had not used flesh and blood to travel, how could future generations enjoy singing and dancing."

Firenze looked at the child. He felt that there was something in the words. He knew this very well, because the centaur was the Riddler.

Except Leya!

"The stars will guide us," Fezeron said.

"Mr. Featheron, I can see that you are different from other centaurs. Let's be serious and stop guessing."

Alvin said seriously, he didn't want to play guessing games with this centaur, the Riddler should get out of Gotham!

"The centaurs have no intention of getting involved in human battles. We just want to live peacefully in nature. The brightness of Mars has already predicted the future. The centaurs don't want to become someone's pawn."

"I think you misunderstood. I just want to find a way for my friends. I have no intention of winning over anyone or fighting for any rights. Of course, except for making money! I need to make money to support my family."

Alvin looked at Leya, then at Alyssa, and smiled slyly at Firenze.

Tiedan was watching Harley running around to prevent this bitch, while Luna, Alyssa and Hagrid were all watching Leya clumsily knocking branches.

Except for Guazi and Xiaoyeye, no one noticed their conversation for the time being.

"I thought you were working as a lobbyist for the adults in your family." Firenze shrugged.

"How is that possible? I come from a Muggle family. I have a great status in the world of ordinary people, but in the wizarding world I am just a nobody, so I want to make as many friends as possible and pave the way for a comfortable life."

"I thought you were a pureblood! But I agree with you, centaurs, they just want a comfortable life!

Times have changed, and there are almost no traces of aliens like us in the world anymore. All we can do is survive in a corner of the world. "

Firenze's blue star-like eyes dimmed...

"Then, don't you want to change the minds of the centaurs and seek a better environment for the tribe?"

"I have thought about it, but that is impossible. The stars do not guide the centaurs on how to change." Even though it is still daytime, Firenze still looks at the sky habitually.

"Haha~ If you place your destiny on something that is beyond your reach, then your current predicament is inevitable."

"You don't understand. Horse people are born close to nature, and everything must follow the guidance of nature. This... is our destiny." Firenze was not angry because of Ivan's doubts, and remained sober and rational.

"But do you know? Destiny will not be static! There are countless crossroads in destiny. It depends on whether you can seize the opportunity and make the original destiny trajectory reach a turning point and embark on a new path."

Firenze approached Ivan and leaned over slowly.

"Little wizard, what do you want to say!"

"Firenz! Do you... want to be the king of the centaurs?" Ivan spoke slowly, and his words made Firenze's pupils shrink.

"Do you know what you are talking about!" Firenze looked at the people playing with guns and asked in a low voice.

"Of course! I'm sober! I don't know what you think in your heart, but you definitely hope that the centaurs can have a better life. I can see the difference between you and other centaurs!

You are sensible, wise, calm, responsible, have a strong sense of responsibility, and have a humble attitude. If your courage is equally strong, then you are a natural leader. "

With the same blue eyes, Alvin and Firenze looked at each other calmly.

"No, the centaurs can no longer get involved in the war." Firenze sighed.

"But the war will come to you! Last year in the Forbidden Forest, you also met Harry and that person. Once he comes back, any life in the magical world that can become a fighting force will not be spared. You! Can guarantee the centaurs Can you stay out of it?"

Firenze was silent. He knew that Alvin was right. Mars was always bright. Mars represented disaster and meant war, which meant that the war was approaching.

"I cannot decide the hearts of the rest of my compatriots. I am not qualified enough."

The centaur looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a melancholy temperament overflowing from the vicissitudes of life. Coupled with Firenze's handsome face, Ivan swore that if he brought him out, he would definitely be able to kill both men and women!

But... what Alvin is more concerned about is that this centaur seems to have been persuaded by him!

"If you are not qualified, that proves that you are not strong enough! When you are strong enough, it is you who will determine whether you are qualified or not."

"What do you want to say? You agreed not to guess riddles?" (?_?)

"Um~ Ahem, do you want to give it a try? Don't mind." (;￢д￢)

Alvin: Alas~ I accidentally turned into the person I hate the most. I’m such a damn Riddler. (“▔□▔)=3

"You go back and try this, think about it carefully, you still have plenty of time, come back to me when you think about it!

Although I have no intention of competing for any glory, I don't want to die in the war, so everything I do is for a better and more comfortable tomorrow! Can you understand? "

As Ivan said, he took out a bottle of golden enhancement potion and handed it to Firenze.

"You don't look like a child at all! But, I will consider it. Like you said, everything is for a better tomorrow." Firenze took the potion.

"Then I'll be waiting for your news. This is just the most basic thing. If you want to change the fate of the horse people, I have the ability to assist you in becoming the king of the horse people!"

PS: I hope I don’t have a fever, otherwise I should stop updating! If I stop updating, my full attendance salary of 600 yuan will be gone! My little money~Bless me, readers, and never have a fever~ (QAQ)

Chapter 146 Drinking milk tea~

"What did you say to Firenze? Why do I feel that his mood is not right?"

Alvin looked at Leya with an incredulous look, Oh my God! Her mind actually turned around!

"What's that expression on your face!" Leya gritted her teeth. No matter how stupid she was, she could see the disbelief on Alvin's face.

How presumptuous of you! I'm not stupid! No, people are not stupid to begin with. ＜(｀^′)＞

"Nothing, I just told Firenze to take care of his health, read more books, read more newspapers, eat less snacks and sleep more."

Aiwen touched his nose and casually dealt with Leya.

However, Leiya believed it.

"Oh~ you are such a good person." Leya praised Alvin sincerely.

(；′⌒`)……

What's going on with this sudden feeling of guilt?

"Ah~"

Alyssa also felt sad for this simple friend.

"It's getting late, let's go back, we seem to have missed lunch."

This trip is enough and we can go back.

Leya and Alyssa were sent to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Before leaving, Leya looked at Alvin with some envy. She was addicted to firearms~

That one is much easier to use than a bow and arrow! But she wasn't stupid enough to care about Alvin. Not to mention that she didn't think she had such a good relationship with Alvin, and the tribe wouldn't let her have human weapons.

Ivan also saw it, but he wouldn't give it to him, at least not now! Everything depends on Firenze's choice.

If Firenze can rule the centaurs, then he doesn't mind equipping them with more powerful equipment.

Of course, the premise is that an unbreakable oath must be made, otherwise he will not trust the truth to the aliens.

Magic is so good, it is much more stable than ordinary people using morality and personality to restrain them directly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to open the stove, it's already too late."

After saying goodbye to Hagrid, Alvin returned to the castle with a lot of magical animal materials lying in his ring, some collected by Hagrid for him, some picked up on the road, and some that Alyssa took him to find.

All in all, it was quite rewarding.

Taking Luna to the kitchen, Alvin made a green pepper shredded pork stew. The seasonings were all imported from China. He put a lot of effort into eating it in order to make it palatable and to capture the stomachs of all the students in the school. of!

Luna ate a large bowl of noodles. The little girl is not picky about food, which is good. Ivan finished three large bowls by himself and gnawed two chicken drumsticks before he stopped with satisfaction.

"Thank you, this is the first time I have eaten pasta with this kind of texture." Luna happily thanked Alvin.

"You're welcome, just talk if you want to eat. I guarantee you'll be satisfied! But this is not spaghetti, it's called Braised Noodles. It's an Eastern recipe, and this is just one of the insignificant types..."

Alvin proudly taught Luna the magical noodle recipe from the East.

Luna was indeed shocked. She didn't expect that even noodles could be made in so many ways.

"Um~ Excuse me, Ivan, I have something to tell you." Bubu carefully tugged at the corner of Ivan's clothes.

"Okay, tell me Bubu."

"Oh, I just want to say that the things you ordered last time, Alvin, have arrived, and according to your instructions, we have taken care of them for you."

Upon hearing this, Alvin's eyes lit up! I have finally waited for this day!

"Really! Thank you so much. It's really hard for you. I've really troubled you a lot since I came here."

Alvin excitedly grabbed Bubu's little hand and looked at the elf with a grateful face.