Chapter 168: Horse Riot (2 in 1)

"Yes, those horsemen," Professor Keitelburn complained loudly.
　　 "Since almost two months ago, they have frequently left the territory assigned to them by Professor Grindelwald... Frequent violations of the forbidden forest belonging to Hogwarts... This is a crime!"
"My father always thought," Draco Malfoy interrupted suddenly, "Those horsemen should have been hanged. They were on the side of the dark wizard in the war fifty years ago. of……"
"Yes!" Professor Keitelburn agreed, and he nodded vigorously, "If it weren't for Professor Grindelwald's kindness...then they would have completely forgotten the past things! This is unforgivable! "
　　Professor Kettleburn seemed to be very speculative with Professor Malfoy, and soon they started talking about the horseman.
　　 The group began to enter the Forbidden Forest.
　　……
　　 The narrow trail in the Forbidden Forest has been completely covered by heavy snow.
　　 Fortunately, the soil was also frozen hard. As long as you don't step into the bushes, it doesn't seem to make a difference where you go.
　　 As Professor Keitelburn said, in the Forbidden Forest, the thickness of the snow on the ground is much thinner than that outside the Forbidden Forest, and walking is not as difficult as outside.
　　 "Where shall we go!" Theodore Knott looked around in a panic and asked.
　　 Obviously, this child seems to have a little psychological shadow on the Forbidden Forest.
　　 "No need to worry," Professor Keitelburn said calmly, "Let's find a guide first and come with me..."
Matthew suddenly remembered that a year ago, when he first set foot in the Forbidden Forest with Professor Keitelburn, he met the clever "cat raccoon"... its name seemed to be "Tom "...
　　Probably the "guide" referred to by Professor Kettleborn, is it? Or a creature of the same kind!
The heavy snow pressed the branches of the trees in the Forbidden Forest very low. From time to time, a large pile of snow would fall from their heads... Crabbe was very unlucky. A large pile of snow happened to hit him on his head, almost smashing him. The smashed eyes cast gold stars.
　　 so much so that Professor Keitelburn had to stop, helped him up, and used a healing spell on him.
　　 After some delay, they moved on.
　　 Because of the cold winter, I didn't encounter any animals along the way...Most animals, or magical animals, seem to have fallen into hibernation.
　　 "The forbidden forest in winter is actually very safe. Those ‘dangerous’ animals will not come out at this time..." Professor Keitelburn explained.
　　 Then, Professor Keitelburn began to whistle in a frivolous tone.
　　 I have to say, the sound is very bad!
　　 They had to cover their ears...
　　……
　　 About ten minutes later--
　　 "Strange!" Professor Keitelburn stopped suddenly, and he looked around suspiciously.
　　 "What's wrong, Professor?" Matthew frowned and asked quickly.
　　 "It's nothing, it may be that the weather has been too cold recently and my guide has hibernated too..." Professor Keitelburn explained, "Let's move on!"
　　 Matthew sighed, and a cloud of mist formed in front of him...At the same time, he quietly pulled out his wand from his waist.
　　 "Professor Keitelburn!" Gore stopped suddenly, squatted on the ground and observed something for a while, then pointed at it and shouted, "Look here, Professor..."
　　 "What's the matter, kid?" Professor Keitelburn leaned in curiously.
　　 "Look at this... does it look like a horseshoe..." Gore said very excitedly.
　　 What Gregory Gore was referring to was a big rock; the snow on the rock showed a mark like a horseshoe
　　 The imprint is very vague, it can be seen that it is a few years old; and this stone is just under a tall English oak, so the imprint on it is preserved... Imprints in other places may have been covered by fresh snow.
　　 "Yes, this is the evidence!" Professor Keitelburn looked very excited, "Good job!"
He quickly took out a glass frame from the backpack behind him, and then used his prosthetic to wave his wand and the only normal hand to assist him, and transferred the horseshoe print on the snow to the glass frame...like a Muggle We make specimens the same.
　　Professor Keitelburn's movements were very skilled, and he did not destroy the integrity of the "specimen" at all... After completion, he also cast a spell on the "specimen" to prevent the ice and snow inside from melting!
"This is evidence!" He said contentedly, "I will show it to Professor Grindelwald and Professor Rozier until Christmas Day... I believe that they will be susceptible to the recent bad behavior of the horses. , Feel angry!"
　　 Gore raised his head very proudly.
　　 "Good job, boy!" Professor Keitelburn patted him on the shoulder, "Let's keep looking...There must be evidence!"
　　 "Do you want to find it separately?" Vincent Crabbe suggested.
　　 Obviously, Crabbe felt a bit dissatisfied with Gore's "showy".
"Good idea!" Professor Keitelburn agreed, "Take out your wands and practice... If anyone finds a useful trace or is in trouble, we will fire a red spark and we will come to you... …"
　　 "...Okay, please be careful... don't get too far away, let's go!"
　　……
　　 Crabbe and Gore looked enthusiastic and quickly dispersed.
　　 Matthew is obviously unwilling to disperse with the large forces, because he always feels that this seemingly peaceful forbidden forest seems to hide some "crisis"...
　　 Malfoy and Knott are the same... Malfoy may have the same ideas as Matthew, as for Knott, he is obviously still afraid of the Forbidden Forest.
　　 The sun has risen, and the white snow is slightly dazzling...At the same time, there is silence in the forbidden forest, except for the sounds of their "intruders".
　　 Matthew searched the ground aimlessly, nothing in nature.
　　 In fact, he felt that after the heavy snow a few days ago, it was actually very difficult to find any traces of horseman activities... Just now, Gore was just lucky!
　　Nott is not far from Matthew. He always turns his head and looks nervously. He looks uncomfortable, as if someone is watching him.
　　 "Matthew, look! Red sparks!" Suddenly, Knott shouted, almost startled Matthew.
　　 But this also made Matthew quickly see the red sparks... He nodded, "Go, let's go over!"
　　 The two passed through the snow-covered bushes; they didn't go far before they met Draco Malfoy.
　　 Obviously, Malfoy, like them, was attracted by the red spark...
　　 The three of them kept moving together.
　　 Five minutes later, when they rushed to a frozen stream, they met Crabbe there.
　　 Obviously, that red light came from him.
　　 "What's the matter?" Malfoy asked loudly.
　　 Vincent Crabbe was farting. Sitting on the ground, there was a little fear in his voice!
　　 "Look...you look at..."
　　 Looking in the direction Crabbe pointed, they saw a very cruel scene
　　 Above the frozen stream, a withered branch stretched unharmoniously.
　　 There is a rope tied to the branch, and a bunch of dark things hang from the rope...
　　 "Is that... a cat?" Malfoy asked tremblingly.
To be precise, it is not actually a cat...Its body is a bit bigger than ordinary cats, its ears are also very large, and its teeth are sharper at the same time... Its neck is hung on a rope, and its body is completely Frozen, eyes wide open, looking at them straightforwardly.
　　 Matthew stood there motionless for several seconds.
　　 "Is it...is it dead...this cat..." Knott behind him tremblingly asked.
　　 "It seems to be..." Matthew said solemnly, "but this is not a cat... but a raccoon..."
　　……
　　 "Children, what do you find?" Professor Keitelburn ran over quickly, and he shouted, "I saw your spark..."
　　 His voice is very excited.
　　 "Look at that, Professor..." Crabbe shivered, and pointed to the cat raccoon who was hanging from the tree. "Can that count as evidence?"
　　 "What is that..." Professor Keitelburn leaned over—
　　 Professor Kettleburn’s voice stopped, and he stayed there.
　　 Soon, a painful expression appeared on his face:
　　 "No...Tom..."
　　Professor Keitelburn ran over quickly and got down the hanged cat raccoon...
　　 But obviously it's too late... The cat tanuki is as stiff as a hardwood board, it has been dead for a long time.
　　 Except for Matthew, the other Slytherin students looked at each other.
　　 "What's wrong...what's wrong here..." Gore was the last to run over, and he asked breathlessly.
　　 "This is a warning!" Professor Keitelburn said suddenly.
　　 "Warning?" Several students were stunned.
　　 "Those horsemen..." Professor Keitelburn said while putting the dead cat and raccoon into his backpack.
　　His voice calmed down, and at the same time it looked a little scary: "The guide who killed me so unscrupulously...this is no ordinary restlessness...this is a riot!"
　　 There was silence, and the students were so scared that no one dared to speak again.
　　 Matthew looked around, he could only hear the dead leaves in winter, rustling in the wind.
　　 "Yes...this is a riot...we have to get out of here!" Professor Keitelburn shook his head as he said, "No, you have to get out of here!"
"Quickly...follow your footsteps and return to Hogwarts..." the professor of the Magical Animals Conservation class commanded loudly, his voice full of majesty, "You have to hurry up, or the rebellious horsemen are coming! After returning to Hogwarts, tell Professor Rozier what happened here, and I will stay here!"
　　 Crabbe and Gore haven't realized what happened.
　　 Matthew did not hesitate, and ran away, following the way he came.
　　 Matthew had already guessed this when Professor Keitelburn told them about the strangeness of the horseman...but he did not expect that the horseman's riot would come so suddenly!
　　 Malfoy was only half a beat slower than Matthew, and he soon chased after Matthew.
　　 Knott followed.
　　 Finally, Crabbe and Gore are two little fat guys.
　　……
　　 The footprints on the snow became a little messy.
　　 This is mainly because they were scurrying around looking for the marks of horsemen, and they messed up their footprints when they came.
　　 Matthew relies on memory as much as possible to follow the way he came and return to the same way.
　　 Something is faintly moving in the surrounding bushes... They are very big and there are many...
　　 In every bush, there was a faint sound of horseshoes stepping on the snow... as if they had been surrounded by horsemen.
　　 Malfoy tremblingly drew his wand from his waist.
　　 "Don't use magic!" Matthew yelled, shocking Malfoy, and the wand in his hand fell to the ground.
　　 Judging from the current situation, they seem to have been surrounded by the horses...
　　 Matthew didn't think that these two-legged creatures could run past four-legged horsemen... and with the magic of their sophomores, they couldn't be the opponent of hundreds of horsemen.
　　 Instead of irritating them with a few meaningless spells, the most rational choice now is to get rid of them.
　　 After all, the horse people’s tradition is not to harm the young foal, even if it falls into their hands, there is still a possibility of survival.
　　 Another tradition of the horse people is to hate magic. Once they rashly resist and injure them, they are very likely to be trampled to death by horseshoes.
Malfoy and the others don’t understand Matthew’s thoughts naturally; but after spending so long together, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Matthew still has a little deterrent in their hearts... Not, Crabbe, and Gore did not Dare to pull out the magic wand.
　　……
　　 Finally, a huge creature suddenly sprang out of the bushes on one side.
　　 Centaur, half-horse creature...Above the waist is a human, with black beard and hair, but below the waist is the body of a horse, with a horse tail dragging behind.
　　 followed by the second, the third...
　　 More and more horsemen appeared around them, even if they only appeared in their eyes, there were at least twenty in number...
　　 The horses rushed towards them one after another.
　　 They will run away soon!
　　 "Ah—" Suddenly an angry shout came from behind Matthew and them.
　　 is the voice of Professor Kettleborn.
　　 Then, not far behind them, an oak tree that was at least ten meters high was cut off by some unknown thing...It just so happened that not long after Matthew passed, the horses were chasing after him.
　　 Several horsemen were crushed under the oak tree and groaned in pain.
　　 At the same time, the horse people’s path was temporarily blocked.
　　 Professor Keitelburn waved his wand angrily.
　　 The two prostheses on the legs at the same time helped him to traverse the snow of the Forbidden Forest at an incredible speed...