The door suddenly opening made Su Er instinctively retreat and run.
But after only a few steps, he forced himself to stop. Hoofbeats rang out nearby, as though dozens of horses were heading this way together.
Damn it. Su Er scanned his surroundings. This house apparently held a special place in the camp. The area around it was completely open, with nothing but grass and flowers-not even a single tree.
Turn back into a human, take up his wand, and fight dozens of centaurs? Oh, give him a break. He did not think he could handle dozens of centaurs single-handedly. He was not the Noseless Freak, tossing out Avada at will, much less Dumbledore, whose power was unrivaled.
Besides, no one but him knew he had come to the Forbidden Forest. To take a darker view, if the centaurs wanted to kill him, they could do it without a sound. He could not entrust his life to a race that refused to acknowledge that they were wizards.
Then the best course was to hide and wait for a chance to leave.
The only hiding place seemed to be the house behind him.
The centaurs were fast, and Su Er had no more time to think. He could only turn and rush into the house.
Fortunately, there did not seem to be any centaurs inside. Su Er quickly identified somewhere that could conceal his body-behind the room's only bookcase. It stood across a corner, forming a triangle, and the space behind it made a perfect gap.
The only problem now was how to jump up and hide inside.
Perhaps he could use the table beside the bookcase and the window frame.
It went smoothly. He had judged the route correctly and had not ended up crashing headfirst into a wall. There