"Maybe tonight is her disaster, but it has changed... Maybe her disaster will be in the future... But no matter what, the centaurs are no longer suitable for her."

"is that so?"

Is this the disaster tonight?

Maybe, if Yana had not been rescued by Professor Luping, the following events would not have happened.

but……

"Although Yana won't stay here, I think I still don't want something like this to happen again. A group of blood-covered centaurs coming to Hogwarts at night is not a good sign." Bree smiled indifferently, her eyes narrow.

He was lightly raised, his eyes were calm, but very serious.

Of course, Bree wanted to seriously experiment with magic. After all, he had to learn this magic quickly.

"What do you mean?" Cronin didn't understand the meaning of Bree's words, but he was certain that the thirteen-year-old Hogwarts student in front of him had a way to help the centaurs.

"The Red Bold Loyalty Curse, maybe you have heard of it."

"The Loyalty Curse!" Of course Cronin knew this, but this magic has been lost for a long time.

Of course, Cronin, who was closed to information, had never thought of this magic, let alone knew that Dumbledore knew it. The wizard's reports were dismissed by centaurs.

"If you can, please help the horseman once. The horseman is willing to pay you the highest respect."

With respect from the centaurs, what does Bree want with this? He just wants to experiment with magic.

"Then please, as the owner of the Centaur Station, form a magic spell with me, but I think we need a guarantor. Only this person can tell the outside world the location of the Centaur Station."

He can naturally become a guarantor by using magic, but this will have no effect on Bree. He might as well give this position to Cronin.

As the master, Cronin naturally could not be the guarantor, so he called Bain.

In the tribe leader's tent, Bri and the two centaurs stood facing each other in a triangle. Bri's hands were constantly intertwined with complex magic words. The magic words poured into the ground one after another, accompanied by Bri's low singing,

It turned into magic lines and enveloped the camp of the centaurs.

Unknowingly, Bree stopped talking, and the area outside the centaur station was also shrouded in a layer of fog.

A vague connection flickered between Cronin and Baine.

"When Bain encounters danger, he can change the identity of the guarantor at any time and hand it over to someone else. As the main contract holder, Chief Cronin can also change it at any time, but the guarantor must exist, otherwise the magic will fail."

Bree explained for Cronin and Bain: "Because this is the first time I have used it, this magic can only last for one year. If you still need it after one year, you can come to Hogwarts to find me."

The Red Loyalty Spell hides a place in the heart of the guarantor. No one can find this place except the guarantor and the owner of the place. It is very powerful and extremely difficult to learn.

Originally, according to Dumbledore's idea, it would take Bree a year or two to fully understand it. Unfortunately, Bree has strong natural magic support, excellent talent, and has watched the center of the world. The formation of those rules can be easily implemented.

This magic.

"Thank you, distinguished guest." Cronin lowered his head and sounded grateful.

Bain also hurriedly lowered his forehead to show respect for Bree.

Bree nodded and smiled softly. It seemed that he could let Tom start preparing for the old house. His Loyalty Charm could already come in handy.

"Then, I took Yana and said goodbye... By the way, I hope that the affairs of Yana and Doyle will not be known to others."

Cronin's eyes were clear, and he quickly nodded in agreement. As the leader of the clan, he was still confident that Yana was Doyle's daughter. Besides, now that the centaurs no longer have the threat of werewolves, there is no need to participate at all.

Go in.

But thinking of Mars' guidance, Chief Cronin's eyebrows beat and he hesitated to speak.

"Goodbye."

Bree carried the little wolf cub and left outside the camp. Cronin and Bain wanted to see each other off, but Bree moved very quickly, leaping into the forest and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Alas..." Chief Cronin sighed.

Bain on the side said: "Clan Chief, now that we centaurs are no longer in danger, can we rest assured and cultivate?"

"Well, I'll leave this matter to you, Bain, Firenze...you will bring him in later, Mars will make a decision on his matter."
Chapter completed!