Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 159: Davros of Destiny

Today is October 31st. With the elites of the three schools gathered, the Halloween banquet in the evening will be very lively.

What's more, after the banquet is over, it's the turn of the triwizard warriors announcement ceremony.

Of course, it's still a bit early anyway.

While everyone was thinking about the grand occasion tonight, Maca wandered alone in the dim forbidden forest with a wand in hand.

Today's weather is a bit gloomy. The wind is blowing over the forbidden forest and the leaves are rustling.

Maca walks fast and slow in the woods, seeming to be looking for something. He occasionally stopped and listened carefully to the movement in the distance, trying to distinguish what was making the noise.

Gradually, he went deeper and deeper, and finally stopped by a pool of water.

"It should be almost here," he looked around for a while, then nodded slightly, "Little guys, come out!"

He took out the tin box from his arms and released all the small eight-eyed giant spiders inside. Somehow, those spiders seem to be a bit smaller than last time.

"Quickly getting bigger."

Maca clicked one by one at the little spiders crawling around on the ground, but saw that they swelled up quickly, almost the size of a washbasin in the blink of an eye.

No way, these little guys are growing too fast, and Maca has to use the Shrinking Charm on them all.

"All are ready. I will teach you how to hunt today."

As Maca said, he took out a pair of glasses from his arms and put on himself--no way, now he saw these little guys, and he felt a little uncomfortable all over.

Obviously, the blood in their bodies is slowly waking up.

In the Forbidden Forest, there are many strange and strange creatures, but there are also many ordinary creatures in the forest. Maca took the group of nearly twenty washbasin-sized young spiders, centered on the pool, lightly stepped to find prey.

How about eight-eyed giant spiders are born jungle killers! Soon Maca realized that he didn't need to teach anything at all, and it didn't take long for them to know how to sneak attack those little animals.

In the end, they even besieged and killed a robust male deer relying on their numerical superiority.

When they feasted on them, Maca discovered that he had come to a place deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Suddenly, a bush in the distance trembled, and it seemed that another creature was approaching.

The little guys who were eating immediately left the mutilated deer and moved quickly towards the bush.

Just then, a horseman came out from behind the bush.

He was obviously taken aback by the larvae of these eight-eyed giant spiders. The bow and arrow in his hand were immediately raised, and the bowstring was pulled to its fullest.

"Little guys, all come back!" Maca shouted.

After hearing this, the young spiders slowed down significantly. They watched the horseman alertly in place for a while, and then returned to Maca carefully.

"Sorry, they are raised by me—can you put your bows and arrows away first?" Maca looked at the horseman and seemed to think of something, "Oh, I seem to remember you... You are... Luo South? Or Firenze?"

The horseman hesitated. He looked at the young spiders that were crawling back and forth for a while, then looked at the Maca, and finally put the stringed arrow back into the quiver.

"Yes, I am Ronan." He nodded, "Who are you?"

"Don't remember? I'm Maca McLean," Maca said. "One night a few years ago, we saw in the woods-the period where unicorns were killed in succession. In time."

Ronan the horse nodded immediately and said: "Ah, yes, I remember-Mars was very bright that night."

At this moment, a horseman ran out from the side, causing another commotion among the little guys around Maca.

"Don't worry, I know them all, they are not enemies."

Fortunately, these eight-eyed giant spiders with enhanced bloodlines seem to be more intelligent. Although I can't speak human words yet, I can at least roughly understand the meaning of Maca's words.

"Quickly zoom out."

Maca stretched out his magic wand and changed the little guys back to the size of rice grains, returning them to the tin box again.

"I brought these little guys out to learn about hunting today," he said, "the time is almost up, it looks like it will rain soon, and I should go back to the castle."

However, the horseman who appeared later stopped him.

"Wait a minute." The horseman asked, "Are you alone?"

"I think, yes." Macka paused and turned back.

"Davros wants to see you," he raised his head and looked at the sky covered by the tree canopy, meaningfully, "Destiny guides my clan, and also guides you... entangled in blood. His sin will eventually disappear in the world..."

"Davros?" Maca was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Oh, is the patriarch of your tribe?"

There are large and small horse tribes, and there is more than one in this forbidden forest. Small tribes can have at most a dozen horsemen, but large tribes sometimes exceed a hundred.

However, regardless of the size of the tribe, each tribe will have a patriarch, and the current patriarch will not change candidates if he does not die.

The chief of the horse tribe is usually called "Davros" by other horse people.

"Humans, come with me." The horseman stretched out his hand towards Maca.

Maca thought for a while, then quickly followed.

Horse people have always been mysterious and mysterious, and they don’t like wizards. This kind of opportunity to visit the horse people tribe is very rare.

Also, Maca was a little concerned about the horseman's words just now.

"The sin entangled in the bloodline?" Maca thought, "Are you talking about me? Or about themselves?"

He only knew that, in some of his own conditions, if someone said that he had a bloodline problem, he would definitely believe it. In fact, he has been thinking about this for a long time. For example, why is his magic flame reaction so violent when he uses Floo powder?

Following the horsemen all the way fast, after walking through the woods for a while, a tribe of horsemen who are not too small suddenly appeared in front of Maca.

Around a huge bonfire surrounded by rocks, a large number of simple wooden sheds were built against the stone wall. On the outer edge of the tribe near Maca, there is also a simple barrier made of sharpened wood, which can effectively prevent the impact of other creatures.

In the innermost part of the tribe, behind one of the largest huts, one can vaguely see a huge and deep cave on the rock wall.

At this moment, many horsemen in the tribe are looking here by the campfire. When they see Maca, there is a faint expectation on the human-like faces.

"Davros is inside, please come with me!" The horseman reached out again, and walked to the biggest shack inside.

And Ronan, who came back with them, just nodded at Maca, and then went back to the forest again.

"Did the horse patriarch get any predictions through astrology? What are they looking for me for?" Seeing that there was no malicious intent, Maca couldn't help but wonder...

……

When Maca was invited to the horse tribe, the three of Harry were chatting in Hagrid's hut.

Today, Hagrid, who had some thoughts in his heart, put on his best and also very ugly clothes-that furry brown suit.

Not only that, he also specially matched a yellow and orange checkered tie.

However, this is not the worst: he obviously tried to straighten his hair, using a lot of things like engine oil. Now his hair was combed into two bundles of glowing light-maybe he had planned to tie a ponytail, but he probably found that his hair was too much.

To be honest, this outfit really...well... it doesn't go well with Hagrid.

Hermione stared at him blankly for a moment, and then apparently decided not to comment. She said, "Well—where are the snails?"

"In the pumpkin field outside," Hagrid said happily, "they have grown so big, now each one must be three feet long! There is only one problem, they are starting to kill each other."

"Oh, that's bad, isn't it?" Hermione said, glaring at Ron to stop him from speaking.

Ron has been staring at Hagrid's weird hairstyle~IndoMTL.com~ just about to open his mouth to make a comment.

"Yes," Hagrid said sadly, "but it's okay, now I have separated them and put them in the box. There are only about twenty."

"Ah, thankfully so." Ron said, "So, what about those Flobber caterpillars last semester?"

"Oh—they are very good, but they are a little too fat and don’t like to move much now." Hagrid said happily, "I have to turn them over every day...you know, they too You need to move your muscles and bones from time to time to stay healthy."

Hagrid’s cabin has only one room, a huge bed placed in a corner, covered with a quilt made of rags. The same huge wooden table and wooden chairs stood in front of the fire, and a large pile of cured ham and dead birds hung on the ceiling above the fire.

At this moment, Hagrid began to make tea, and Harry and the others sat down at the table.

Soon there was a discussion about the Triwizard Tournament, and it was obvious that Hagrid seemed more excited about it than they were.

"Wait," he said happily, "Wait and see, you will see things you have never seen before! The first item is...Ah, I shouldn't have said. "

"Go on, Hagrid!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione urged, but Hagrid shook his head and grinned.

"I don't want to spoil your interest," Hagrid said, "but I can guarantee that it will be very exciting! Let me tell you, those warriors have something to do... I didn't expect it in my life. I can still see that the Triwizard Tournament has resumed!"

"I can only tell you that this Triwizard Tournament is definitely more fascinating than ever!"

After that, Hagrid couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and couldn't help laughing.

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