A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 861 The Great People All Love Referendums

William was still thinking about who would jump out and bluntly say "I object," and then slap him.

But the entire tribe fell silent for a moment.

With Bane's leader so easily defeated, no one dared to object!

Seeing that no one was speaking, Ronan, who liked to make his presence felt all evening, opportunely put on a serious face and advised:

"Bane, stop!"

Bain's face was still pressed against the ground, covered in dirt, and his legs were burning and stinging from sliding on the gravel. All he could think of for a moment was cursing:

"I'm the one getting beaten up now, and you're telling me to stop? Are you kidding me?!"

"We wizards have always loved peace and will not start fights without cause," William added.

His first words came out in the tone of an old-fashioned Chinese person who only wanted to develop the country.

What peaceful development, the community of shared future for mankind and horses, the new Belt and Road Initiative... it's all just empty talk.

William recounted everything he had learned in his previous life at the University of Youth, paused for a moment, and then continued:

"I won't kill Bane because he used to be my friend. I saved him once, and I'll let him go now."

"Everyone, don't be swayed by some unreasonable individuals!"

Many centaurs nodded in agreement. Even in this situation, Stark did not kill anyone, but only defeated... Ah, he truly is a good friend of the centaurs.

The leader of Bain is so old, yet he's so hostile towards others; he's really wasting his life.

Listening to his tribesmen's discussions, Bain's breathing quickened, his chest heaving. He raised his head and shouted sharply:

"Stark, I am a different race from you, and I am proud of that."

Don't flaunt your wizards' mercy, we will not yield...

Bain attempted to incite nationalist sentiment among the centaurs and create racial conflict.

He was also good at playing the "hoof" trick and stirring up trouble.

For example, during those years, they would find the merman chieftain and ask him, in an attempt to sow discord:

Why do wizards refer to "mermaids" by putting the human first, instead of the fish?

A seasoned chef!

But no centaur paid him any attention, for a roar rang out from afar.

Many of the centaurs quickly picked up their bows and quivers and aimed them at the distance.

As the two thick tree trunks were separated, Gropp's massive figure appeared in the gap.

Grop opened his crooked mouth dumbfounded, his brick-like yellow teeth gleaming faintly in the dim light.

He squinted his dull, muddy eyes and stared down at the small animals at his feet.

The sight of such a ferocious giant caused many centaurs to tremble involuntarily.

Grop roared and casually uprooted a willow tree, intending to smash it on the centaur's head as if playing whack-a-mole.

But two figures appeared on his shoulder.

Hermione and Anne stood on it, craning their necks to look towards the tribe.

"William, are you alright!" Hermione shouted.

William waved at her.

"Brother!" Annie called out, then turned her head and scolded in a sweet voice:

"Glopp, what did I just teach you! Don't litter. Even if you don't hit the kids, it's still bad if you damage the flowers and plants!"

Grop awkwardly dropped the tree, growled, and mumbled, "Williams!"

"Put down your bow and arrows. It's Granger and Stark's sister," Ronan commanded.

The centaurs silently lowered their bows and arrows, raising their heads to stare warily at the giant.

Hagrid burst in, carrying the golden bow, shouting, "Frenzer, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Ferenze walked over.

With giants and Hagrid joining Stark's ranks, the centaurs fell silent.

But Ronan stepped up and continued to grind reputation.

"William, you must restrain this giant and prevent him from approaching our tribe!"

This is our bottom line, you centaurs!

Ronan looked righteous, as if he were having a serious conversation with William.

All the horsemen felt Ronan's sense of responsibility.

"Of course, he won't come out except for that cave," William assured him.

The centaurs breathed a sigh of relief; no one wanted to fight such a giant.

As expected, Ronan was capable enough to get the wizard to back down so quickly.

If it were Bane, he would probably just tell everyone to rush up and shout: "Fire in the hole!"

Having seen that tonight's performance was over, Ronan looked around and said seriously:

"Very well, then there's only one last thing... I want to initiate a tribal referendum to request a re-election of the chief."

Bain sat on the ground, his expression sorrowful and lost in thought. He finally understood that his observation of the stars at night had indeed revealed the division within the centaur tribe.

But the centaur who was banished was none other than... himself!

The clown is me!

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Referendums are a very popular activity that allows everyone to fully enjoy the feeling of being in charge.

Although this process may involve ghost soldiers passing through, zombie tickets, or missing or missed tickets... that doesn't matter, democracy is all that matters.

The people of the Great Ying Empire also love referendums, and the centaurs of the Forbidden Forest have adopted this habit as well.

But compared to the Scottish referendum, the Forbidden Forest is sure to succeed this time, after all, Bain's prestige has plummeted to its lowest point.

The centaurs firmly believe that only Ronan can make them great again.

Of course, Ronan also stated that the centaurs would focus on repairing their relationship with Hogwarts.

While ensuring that the interests of the horsemen are fully protected, we are prepared to strengthen cooperation with the wizards.

In short: the centaurs will be developing the Forbidden Forest in collaboration with Akali's Mystery Shop.

This is undoubtedly beneficial to William.

The forbidden forest is a raw material production base, and it is full of treasures.

But not only are they difficult to collect, the forbidden forest is also very dangerous.

The giant eight-eyed spider can help with collecting, but although it has many legs, it has no hands and can only do basic tasks.

The old spider Aragog, who looks like he's about to die, is also determined to lead his people to migrate away from the Starks.

Not only are they harboring ulterior motives, but they're also less reliable than centaurs.

With the help of the centaur tribes, the Forbidden Forest came under the Stark name.

As a great philanthropist, William's profits would definitely be 70/30.

Seventy percent of them definitely belong to the Starks; the centaurs have to be mindful of his feelings.

Just as William and Ronan were discussing increasing their cooperation, several sharp cracking sounds came from outside.

He realized something was wrong, and sure enough, after going outside, he caught three... girls behind the cabin.

Hermione and Kiss were practicing their swordsmanship there, while Anne cheered from the sidelines, urging Kiss to avenge her.

Hermione didn't use magic, so Fire Kiss had the upper hand.

She was a centaur who lived in the Forbidden Forest every day. Not only was she incredibly strong, but she also had a wealth of combat experience.

But Hermione has always learned from William, and is more agile and skillful than Fireki.

If I had to compare, it's somewhat similar to the battle between Arya and Therese in Winterfell.

One relies on strength, the other on skill.

Upon seeing William arrive, both girls immediately stopped, and Anne stood in a row against the darkness.

Hermione gestured with her eyes, indicating that it was just a friendly spar and nothing more!

Anne looked up at the dark clouds, her face innocent, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Firekiss secretly glanced at the fairy sword in Hermione's hand, a look of envy on his face.

Seeing William staring at her, she glared at him warily, her expression saying, "Don't even think about touching my armor, or I'll fight you to the death."

That was clearly William's armor; he just lent it to you to wear!

"William, I'd like to buy a fairy-made sword from you," Fire Kiss said again.

"Do you have money? Fairy swords are very expensive." William glanced at her.

"Take it from the magical materials I collected for you," Fire Kiss said with a carefree laugh.

William rolled his eyes: "The junk you collect won't even fetch a few Galleons... You could work for me your whole life and still not be able to afford it."

Firekiss's eyes darted around, and he leaned down to whisper in Hermione's ear.

William sensed something was wrong and turned to leave.

Hermione suddenly snorted coldly and shouted angrily:

"I'll buy you the Fairy Sword. You don't have to pay for it, and I won't pay for it either!"

"Didn't someone pull someone's hair so hard it hurt? Shouldn't they pay some compensation for bodily harm?!"

William looked helpless, feeling like he had been caught in an undeserved disaster.

Before we arrived, it was Fire Kiss who let me ride, and even said she could straighten my hair... but now she's so ungrateful for me and framing me!

Looks like I'll have to find Ronan 82 to deal with him!

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