In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Chapter 367 365. Vice President’s Office

The imitation Cedric arrows all played a key role.

Kingsley first personally took one of them and did an experiment, and then passed the warning magic on the outside of the Forbidden Forest. After not recruiting even half an Auror, all the wizards present began to enter the Forbidden Forest through this arrow. Including Jon.

And once they enter the Forbidden Forest, it won't be a problem to find Firenze and the others.

Jon led the way and finally arrived at the place he and Firenze had agreed upon. This was an open space near the cliff where the centaurs were temporarily stationed and were not disturbed by Aurors for the time being.

When he saw Jon leading Kingsley and others to find this place according to their original agreement, even Firenze, who was known for his wisdom and calmness among centaurs, showed excited joy on his face.

After being separated from Jon in the Forbidden Forest, this group of centaurs also sensed the occurrence of the Dragon Disaster, but with only a dozen old, weak, sick and disabled people left, they had no way of providing anything to Jon. Such valuable help.

Some centaurs even felt that Firenze had found the wrong partner to cooperate with, and Jon would definitely not be able to survive this game.

He can indeed deal with a fire dragon with his own hands, but once the dragons get together in groups, they are basically two species.

These centaurs felt that not only was there no possibility for Jon to help them, there was also a great possibility that he would be caught by Voldemort himself, eventually exposing the only information they had about the centaurs.

So they were all persuading Firenze to think of other ways. Even if they had more confidence in Jon, they would have to move away from where they were temporarily stationed.

But Firenze, just like he did more than ten years ago, fought against all odds and did not have the slightest doubt about Jon.

The only difference is that more than ten years ago, he was not the horseman who had the final say in the horseman tribe, but now in this small tribe of only a dozen people, he has the decision-making power with one vote.

Firenze felt that the more trouble Jon encountered in such a game, the more it proved that Voldemort valued him very much.

This further proves the ability and importance of Jon as a person, and the remaining centaurs must grasp this only thigh.

And now the final facts prove that Firenze's choice was not wrong.

Being in the Forbidden Forest, the centaurs had no information. They didn't know what happened on the night of the competition, and how the dragons finally calmed down.

It wasn't until Jon took Kingsley and the others to find Firenze today that they began to realize that the centaurs finally made the right decision this time!

Firenze knelt down on the first two horse hooves and gave Jon a heartfelt hug.

"Thank you for taking people to find us as promised, Jon. I really appreciate you. It was you who saved this centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest. Although we have almost nothing, we can't give you any valuable thanks. Come out, but all the centaurs will remember your kindness today, and if you need us in the future, you can ask for it."

Jon was very generous about this.

"There is no such thing as thank you. I only know that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. No matter what choices you have made, we are friends now, aren't we?"

Regarding his words, Firenze made no further verbal commitment, just looked into Jon's eyes and nodded solemnly.

Hagrid was very happy to reunite with these centaurs at first, but soon he began to become silent and sad when he discovered that more and more names he recognized could no longer be found.

He was extremely sad, especially after learning from these centaurs about the death of his once closest friend, the Acromantula named Aragog, so he sat alone on a big rock and covered his head. Face in a daze.

Jon sympathized with the current Hagrid, but did not bother him.

He knew that Hagrid could adjust on his own. After all, he had lost many animal friends during his more than ten years on the run, and Aragog was just one of them, not the first, and certainly not the last.

After Kingsley saw these centaurs, he immediately got into work mode.

Just as he said to Jon at the beginning, no matter how powerful the anti-Apparition magic in Hogwarts Castle is, it cannot be large enough to cover the entire Forbidden Forest.

What Kingsley and the others have to face is how to escape the strict magical censorship of the British Ministry of Magic surrounding Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

But as he said himself, since they have a way to apparate to Hogsmeade, then they also have a way to apparate out from here, and it is certainly not a problem to take a centaur with them on the way out.

The night before Jon and Kingsley came to the Forbidden Forest, they had actually prepared countless plans for emergencies, including what to do if they were discovered by the British Ministry of Magic's surveillance, surrounded by Aurors, or were surrounded by Aurors. A professor at Hogwarts Castle discovers what to do if he's trapped in the Forbidden Forest.

But none of this may have happened. The process of taking the centaurs out of the Forbidden Forest was very smooth. Because the number of wizards coming to the Forbidden Forest was not as large as the centaurs here, the Apparition was divided into two waves. The first wave took away half of the people, and the second wave waited for the people to return before conducting another evacuation.

"We will take you to France first, Mr. Firenze. After you have settled there, Dumbledore will meet with you to discuss what arrangements should be made for your people in the future. At the same time, he will also discuss with you Let’s talk about astrology.”

After watching half of the centaurs being taken away, Kingsley said to Firenze with a serious face.

Firenze also nodded calmly.

Even if Kingsley didn't say it explicitly, he could tell that the astrology thing was probably related to the astrological divination he talked about when he first met Jon in the Forbidden Forest that day.

Not long after, after enough wizards from the wizarding world returned to the Forbidden Forest, Kingsley, Jon, Hagrid and Firenze finally followed a sound like a whip lashing the air. Disappeared in this quiet forbidden forest.

What neither Jon, who was always vigilant, nor Kingsley, who had sufficient counter-reconnaissance experience, noticed.

In an unobtrusive shadow, there was a figure in black robe watching the whole process of rescuing the horseman.

But from beginning to end, he just stood there quietly, quietly watching what Jon and the others did.

The Vice Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts.

When Voldemort was away from the castle most of the time, it should be said that this was the center of power in the castle.

But the wizard who was given this power, Severus Snape, did not fully have a position equivalent to power in this castle.

In the hearts of the students, his presence is not weak. As the vice-principal, he is also the Potions Professor of the Pure-blood College and the Defense Against Dark Arts Professor of the Half-blood College.

Whether he was facing students in class or in private, he always behaved very coldly. He always had that frozen cold face. This did not change even when he faced Voldemort.

However, among the mixed-race students, there has always been a rumor that the vice-principal is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside. If you dare to reach out to him during Halloween, he will not hesitate to fill the door with you. Grab a handful of candies from the candy bag and put them in your hand.

Of course, this is just a rumor. Even among the students who heard these words, no one dared to make such an attempt on Halloween. Even if some brave ones had already stood in front of Snape, when they saw the pair of After the empty and cold look, they would apologize timidly and then run away in a hurry.

It can be said that Snape's reputation in the castle is not low, and he does not lack the respect of students.

But for some unknown reason, when he is mentioned together with Professor Crouch, who only has the position of Professor of Charms, the students will subconsciously feel that no matter how powerful Principal Snape is, he should only be with Crouch. Professor Rauch is level with the situation.

Even the students have no idea what outstanding achievements this professor, who once received the first-class Order of Merlin, had.

They just know that Professor Crouch usually smiles and is kind to everyone, but he is also responsible for the admissions of mudbloods that few professors are willing to do.

But inexplicably, he felt that this professor was very powerful, as powerful as Vice Principal Snape.

If one day, in Voldemort's absence, Snape's orders to the students conflicted with Crouch's, then it is estimated that the students would be divided into two groups, half of whom would choose to follow Snape's orders, and the other half. Listen to Crouch.

It is precisely because of this that, whether among adult professors or underage students, half of Snape's power was taken away by Barty Crouch Jr.

But Snape didn't seem to care much about this from beginning to end.

Even if he sometimes confronts Barty Jr. in public, the sarcasm in his tone sounds like it is only directed at Barty Jr., and there is not much complaint about him occupying what he should have.

In the political system established by Voldemort in which blood held power, Snape showed that not only could a pure blood occupy a high position, but he, a mixed blood, could also be so alien.

That kind of character that is more aloof from the world is even more weird compared to others.

It is precisely because of the double superposition of blood and personality that he is now isolated under Voldemort. Even though he is deeply trusted by Voldemort himself, few of the Death Eaters really listen to him.

Voldemort has never said anything about this situation, or maybe he himself is happy to see this situation.

Snape's office was ordinary.

Located on the sixth floor of the castle, a room without windows.

Because of this, candles are lit here even during the day, so that normal work can be done.

The furnishings in the office are very simple. On the old wooden bookshelf, apart from some simple books, there are only a few glass bottles filled with transparent and unknown liquid.

Snape was reading a book when little Barty walked in from the door.

It was a "Powerful Potion" that seemed to have been torn through. It was one of the very few banned books still left in the library. This book was not taken to the Ministry of Magic by Voldemort and was left with Snape.

"You are obviously so talented in potions, why were you so determined to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

Snape raised his head and glanced at Barty Jr., showing no intention of answering his question.

“When did you ever have the courtesy to knock on someone’s door when you enter their office?”

"We are all colleagues, and sometimes the relationship doesn't need to be so tense, right?"

Little Barty's expression was still so kind, with a smile on his face, like a middle-aged man who really wanted to have a good relationship with his colleagues.

"I don't want to waste time with you. If you have something, it's best to just tell it."

Snape was cold and did not put down the book in his hand.

Little Barty didn't seem to care about his alienation, and sat directly opposite Snape, staring into Snape's eyes with a pair of eyes that seemed peaceful but were actually vicious.

"Things are a little beyond our expectations, right? According to the original plan of the master and us, the little mudblood should have died in the Forbidden Forest."

Snape remained unmoved, his eyes still on the page.

"So the master does not place all his love on those dragons. He is fully prepared. When will the dragon blood I need be delivered? Pay attention to how your people handle it."

Little Barty finally lost the pretense on his face, aroused by Snape's carelessness.

"Don't worry about those damn fire dragons! You know in the beginning we all thought that this plan in the Forbidden Forest should have been foolproof! The master's backup plan was just a last resort. What he wanted to do most was to kill that mud guy. Seed! Kill him!"

At this time, Snape finally raised his head from the book. He stared at Barty Jr., his voice still cold.

"So if you yell at me, you can kill him?"

Little Barty suddenly turned to speak calmly.

"Of course we can't here, but we can find other ways to relieve the master's worries."

"Those fire dragons have failed, what else are you going to do?"

Little Barty narrowed his eyes and said something different than what was asked.

"What do you think a boy of about 15 years old should think about all day long? For example, you, Severus, what were you doing when you were 15 years old?"

While he was talking, he inadvertently looked at a photo frame placed on Snape's desk.

It was a photo that had not been magically revealed. There was only a beautiful, quiet, smiling girl in the black and white photo.

"Romance with the Mudblood who later married Potter?"

My hometown was too noisy at night during the Chinese New Year. I guess the typos are still there after I proofread them three times. If you find anything else, just point it out in that paragraph.

Sorry, this is my problem(╥_╥)

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