On the other side of the Forbidden Forest.
Hagrid, carrying the giant crossbow and Fang, walked ahead, saying with a hint of helplessness, "You two really shouldn't have come. It's too late today, it's already dark."
"It's alright, Hagrid," Ron said nonchalantly. "We'll leave after we see Norbert. Nothing will happen."
"Woof woof!" Fang suddenly barked twice and rushed out.
Hagrid drew an arrow and loaded it into his crossbow. "Fang must have discovered something."
Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, then quickly crouched down and followed. They found it a little exciting.
Fang circled twice in front of a patch of low bushes, then tore off a piece of black cloth.
Hagrid held the piece of black cloth in his hand, let Fang smell it, and his expression became serious.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked.
"Outsiders have entered the Forbidden Forest," Hagrid said, frowning.
This made him nervous.
If an outsider were to enter the Forbidden Forest, they might discover Norbert, and then the matter would be impossible to keep secret. If it wasn't for Norbert, then this person probably had even greater ambitions.
Neither of these scenarios is something Hagrid wants to see.
Just as Hagrid, he suddenly heard a rustling sound, as if something was coming this way.
"Who's there!" Hagrid shouted, raising his crossbow and pulling Harry and Ron behind him. "Come out, I'm armed!"
The sound drew closer, and a centaur-like creature emerged from the bushes before them.
His upper body was human, with red hair and a beard, but his lower body was that of a brownish-red horse, with a long red tail trailing behind him.
Ron and Harry both gaped in astonishment.
Hagrid put down his giant crossbow and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, it's you, Ronan. Are you alright?"
He stepped forward and shook hands with the centaur.
They were clearly very familiar with each other.
"Good evening, Hagrid." Ronan's voice was low and sorrowful. "You want to shoot me with an arrow?"
Hagrid patted the giant crossbow. "Sorry, Ronan, this is just in case. After all, I have a few little guys with me."
"Oh, right, this is Harry, and this is Ron. They're both Gryffindor students."
Hagrid then introduced them to each other, "This is Ronan, a centaur."
Harry and Ron also went up and shook hands with Ronan.
"Mars is very bright tonight." Ronan looked up at the starry sky, then suddenly asked, "Is that little guy in the back with you?"
"What?" Hagrid asked.
Following Ronan's gaze, they saw a tuft of platinum-gold fur.
"Malfoy?"
Fang ran out, while Ron and Harry flanked him from both sides, leaping over a tree root and grabbing Malfoy.
"Hey, Malfoy! What are you doing here?"
"Fine, you dare to follow us!"
Malfoy struggled to his feet. "What do you mean by stalking! Can you call it stalking when it comes to Pure-blood wizard?!"
Harry and Ron dragged Malfoy in front of Hagrid, but he held his head high and refused to admit it.
"Innocents always get hurt." Ronan gazed at the night sky. "Mars is very bright tonight, unusually bright."
"Alright, I got it." Hagrid said impatiently. "If there's nothing else, we're leaving."
Almost all centaurs are riddle tellers, and it's difficult to get accurate answers from them.
Ronan looked at him and said out of the blue, "You'd better go find your friends right away."
"Mars is very bright tonight," Ronan emphasized again. "Come with me."
Hagrid, clutching the giant crossbow, was somewhat surprised. "That's strange, he actually led the way for us. I thought they weren't interested in anything except things around the moon."
Harry and Ron, too lazy to bother with Malfoy anymore, followed Hagrid through the bushes.
After they left, Malfoy looked around at the darkness and suddenly realized he hadn't even brought a lamp. Malfoy quickly took out his wand, cast a "Lumos," and then caught up with them.
Don't leave me!
Ronan the Ronan walked silently ahead, occasionally glancing up at the sky.
They have always determined their direction by the position of the stars.
"Mars is very bright tonight." Ronan practically made this his mantra.
"Malfoy, stop pulling me," Harry said in a disapproving voice.
"You'd better be polite to me, Potter!" Malfoy quickened his pace to catch up with Hagrid. "I know your secret!"
"What?"
Malfoy grew smug, his eyebrows twitching. "You must have come to the Forbidden Forest so late for something."
"Do you mean to hide a Dragon in the Forbidden Forest?"
Harry and Ron both fell silent.
"The Unicorn just came looking for us," Ronan suddenly said, "Which is why Mars is unusually bright today."
Hagrid was absolutely averse to that statement; he blew on his beard and didn't reply.
Ronan continued, seemingly oblivious to the situation. "He said your friend is in danger."
"Danger? Norbert?!"
Hagrid thought it was impossible.
Norbert is a Dragon, and even though it is not yet an adult, it is already very strong thanks to its careful feeding and Silan's training.
The sound of horses' hooves rang out again, and a dark figure emerged from behind a large tree.
Good evening, Hagrid. Mars is very bright today.
Hagrid nodded helplessly. "Hello, Firenze, did you come all this way just to say that to me?"
"This is at the request of our friend, the Unicorn."
Firenze glanced at the sky and followed behind them.
"Woof woof!"
Fang barked impatiently twice, then raised its head and sniffed the air.
Hagrid also smelled something amiss. "What's that burning smell? Norbert!"
Remembering Ronan's words, Hagrid tensed up and quickened his pace.
Before they arrived, everyone saw a fierce flame burning wildly, accompanied by a dragon's roar.
A gust of wind swept by, and a huge black shadow swept over their heads, rushing into the flames and spewing fire at a black shadow on the ground.
The scorching fire seared everyone's faces.
Everyone stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene before them.
A young wizard rides on the back of a dragon, soaring through a sea of fire, occasionally waving his wand or commanding the Dragon to breathe Dragonfire.
"Silan!" Ron exclaimed.
He saw a small figure in the flames, seemingly casting Spells on the Dragon and Silan in the sky.
But it was too far away to see who the person was. All I could see was that he seemed to be wearing a big hat because his head looked swollen.
Harry and Ron watched with a mixture of nervousness and envy Silan rode majestically on the dragon's back, brandishing his wand and battling the dark wizards on the ground.
This is insane!
But I have to say, he's incredibly handsome.
Hagrid and the centaurs stood there speechless.
The centaurs, in particular, were somewhat incredulous when they saw a young wizard riding a dragon into battle, despite noticing how bright Mars today.
"This... this is Prewett?!" Malfoy stared in utter shock at the figure on the dragon's back.
He had witnessed Silan's prowess when school started, and had been thoroughly outmaneuvered by him in the last Quidditch match, so he had a deep impression of Silan.
He had previously thought that Prewett was only slightly weaker than himself. Now, seeing this scene, Malfoy had to admit that Silan Prewett was just as good as him.
This stirred a feeling of mutual respect and admiration within him.
The heroes of Hogwarts are none other than myself and Prewett.
As the Dragon drew closer, the dark figure on the ground grew increasingly enraged and frenzied, wielding its wand with ever-more ferocity, even resorting to the Unforgivable Curses.
"Crucio!"
Hagrid snapped to attention, loaded his giant crossbow with arrows, and charged forward.
After Cruciatus Curse, the dark figure continued to wave his wand, a sliver of green light emerging from the tip of his wand.
"Avada..."
"Stop!" Hagrid roared, and fired an arrow.
The swift and fierce crossbow bolt sliced through the air, shattered the flames, and hurtled straight toward the figure.
Closely following behind were the centaurs' bows and arrows.
Hagrid's arrows were purely a matter of brute force, while the centaurs' arrows, though lacking magic, were enchanted and thus the most lethal.
"Damn it!"
Quirrell cursed angrily, quickly stopped the Killing Curse, and used Apparition to hide to the side.
"Silan! Run! Ride Norbert to the castle!"
Hagrid nocked another arrow, aimed at the figure on the ground, and shouted loudly.
Silan, who was perched on the dragon's back, glanced in Hagrid's direction and noticed that quite a few people had arrived.
This surprised him somewhat.
But this is a good thing for him.
That's right, someone has testified to this.
Whether they saw Quirrell or not is irrelevant; all that matters is that someone can prove they were indeed attacked by the dark wizard in the Forbidden Forest.
Having achieved her goal, Silan ceased her entanglement with Quirrell.
He patted Norbert on the neck, then suddenly pulled up into the air, breaking through the tree branches and flying towards Hogwarts Castle.
Silan is now going to raid the Headmaster's Office at night and tell Dumbledore about this.