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Chapter 253 Entering the Forbidden Forest

"That's it, Professor. They're fighting again..."

In Professor McGonagall's office, Hagrid was speaking with a bit of frustration.

"Fighting again?"

Professor McGonagall was not even a bit surprised. "Ah, this kind of thing, really... You have to persuade them well... Taylor, Weasley, the two of you follow Hagrid to run through the Forbidden Forest and repair the damaged areas."

"Them?"

"Yes, Taylor is capable of doing it, and Weasley can provide sufficient help. Okay, you two go and handle it, and report to me when you return..."

"The creatures in the Forbidden Forest actually fight each other... This is the first time I know of this."

Andrew played with the wand - it had been serviced yesterday and was in exceptionally good condition.

"Why not?" Percy walked in front, the snow creaking under his footsteps. "Even magical creatures have their own territories. They have to hunt and patrol within their territories, and harvest herbs and other miscellaneous things in exchange for Galleons to buy enough living supplies. Especially the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest. You can't expect them to learn to weave by themselves."

Well, the worst that can happen to male centaurs is that they go shirtless, but for female centaurs, that's too immoral. And from what Andrew knows, they also like messy decorations.

Food and daily necessities for an entire tribe - not to mention whether the school directors would approve, the centaurs' self-esteem alone would not allow them to accept such a bizarre thing as being fed.

The Forbidden Forest can lead directly from Hogwarts to the outside world, but most wizards do not have the courage and luck to pass through it - although Andrew still does not know what Hagrid has raised in there, but just by looking at the messy magical creature applications submitted by Hagrid he knows that it is not a safe area.

"The main thing is to repair the terrain. The Centaur tribe and the descendants of Aragog are fighting each other and have destroyed several main passages..."

The most basic operation in the war between magical creatures is to destroy the terrain on a large scale.

Both the centaurs and the giant spiders were extremely dangerous species, and both possessed magical powers - in most cases, magic and destruction were closely related.

In addition to their extraordinary magic resistance and deadly poison, the eight-eyed giant spiders can also work together to cast spells to directly sink a large area, not to mention the centaurs who are good at divination and rituals.

As for wizards, they are the best among them. A third-year student who does not have outstanding magical powers can kill a Muggle simply by casting spells without a wand in an angry state, without even any lethal spells.

As for the senior graduates carrying wands, they are simply human explosive devices - the protective spells that cover almost every inch of Hogwarts are not only used to defend against outside wizards, but also have the important task of preventing students from demolishing the school.

But there are far fewer such spells deep in the Forbidden Forest, and there are only large-scale anti-apparition spells and basic anti-intrusion spells.

"We're almost there. It's hard to find prey in the heavy snow, and I can only bring a limited amount of stuff every day, so they started fighting. Sometimes they even hid it from me. This time... they directly destroyed a large area of forest..."

Hagrid easily pulled off the vines that tripped him while muttering - the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts is a deciduous forest. At this moment, there is only the gray and black of the trees and the white of the snow, mixed with the not-so-hot sun and the giant in front of him, which really gives people a creepy feeling.

The struggle for territory is inevitable - that is the trend of ethnic group development.

Whether it's the centaurs or the descendants of Aragog, they all need to have children, and more children require a larger territory to feed. Hunting is much more comfortable than waiting for Hagrid to feed them.

"By the way, that race is Aragog from? I've never heard of him."

Percy scratched his head - he thought he had a solid knowledge of magical biology, but he had never heard of a name like that.

"Ah, Aragog, it's my little cutie, a very cute little spider. It can grow very big, an Acromantula."

'Very cute?'

Andrew was stunned. He seemed to have heard of this name before. And as everyone knew, Hagrid's cuteness was incomparable to that of others.

But why was Percy in front of him stunned?
We are here to do some work and we have to go back after we are done. Although we are wearing thick clothes, we can’t treat ourselves like this. What if we catch a cold?

"Acromantula?"

"Oh, yes. It was so small. I raised it with so much difficulty. I was so afraid that it would die." Andrew heard the clear sound of swallowing saliva. "I seemed to hear you say descendants?"

"Yes, Percy," Hagrid smiled proudly, "It's a big group. The textbooks used to say that they are difficult to breed, but I made a breakthrough. I even asked the professor about it, and he praised my breeding ability as being good enough to get an O."

"They won't attack us, right?"

Percy was unusually cautious.

"How could that be? They are all good kids. They just eat rabbits and other creatures and won't take the initiative to cause trouble for the centaurs..."

Hagrid looked surprised, but Andrew no longer believed it.

It was true that he had never taken a magical creatures course, but he understood Percy.

If the creature was weaker, Percy wouldn't have made such an expression.

But there was no time for idle chatter - while they were chatting, they had already arrived at the place where Hagrid said the road was damaged.

"Hagrid, is this what you call a damaged road?"

Andrew pointed to large areas of sunken land - even though they were scattered, each area was as big as a football field...

"It is a little bigger than when I came here yesterday."

...

If it weren't for my range casting breakthrough, we could have gone home right now.

Andrew rolled his eyes and asked Percy to put an armor spell on him, then began to try to communicate - the soil here was not moved away, but compressed by the power of magic.

What he needed to do was to communicate with the compressed forces through Transfiguration, so that they would dissipate and the land of the Forbidden Forest would be restored.

Of course, he couldn't do anything about the broken trees...

and many more!

Andrew finally discovered something was wrong.

The trees are still alive - yes, although large pieces of them have fallen down and the land is in a mess, the trees are still alive.

Belongs to being communicated.

"Is this the place where the professor let me come into contact with the dead and bring them back to life?"

No, no, it's alive.

Just to adapt, the tree lost its vitality...

The level is not so easy to break through, it’s just a try.

It's more about work.

But it's enough - at least it's a good start.

"Get out of the way, I'm about to start!"