Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The horses wrapped themselves in a circle, tightly surrounding the five of them.

Across moving backs and heads, Ivan sees horseman of all dresses and colors, mostly strong, with arrows and long bows on their backs.

In the center, it's a silver gray horseman.

He was clearly very old, about a hundred years old, with deep wrinkles on his face and a white beard that was about to reach the ground.

He is the elder of the horses, the oldest and wisest of the tribes.

While Ivan was observing him, he was also carefully measuring Ivan.

His eyes were so pale that he looked far into the past and could only see a white patch.

Margaret walked over to bow her head to salute, and could not see the grump before.

His attitude reported to the elders respectfully about them, and Ivan heard him tell them that the four human ponies wanted the approval of the horseman and then tried to obtain the magical object that had always been kept in the sacred temple of the tribe's upright centre.

Although he was disgusted with humans, he did not deliberately obliterate them, causing trouble for Ivan, and all he said was true.

Elder Ma nodded, indicating that he knew about it, and Margaret retreated to the side. The old horseman took a step forward, he did not speak, he watched Evan carefully for a moment, and then looked up at the night sky as if he were observing the planet's trajectory.

Just when Evan thought he was going to keep doing this, he suddenly pulled the unknown black herbal powder out of his bag.

Nor did he see any movement, and a red flame suddenly rose in front of him.

The elder of the horse slowly threw the powder into the rising flame, immediately changing the color of the flame from red to a fantastic dark blue, accompanied by a lot of smoke.

“Horsemen can predict by burning several herbs and leaves and by observing smoke and fire. Hermione whispered," I've seen it in my book, and it probably works just like we read crystal balls. ”

“I've never seen anything from that ball except a tattoo on the table.” Ron mumbled and looked at each other with great scepticism.

Harry nodded and very much agreed with Ron.

Perhaps Professor Trelawny left him with a deep impression that until now he thought prophecy was a lie.

Unlike the three of them, Ivan saw something different from the blue flames through the way Dumbledore taught him. He felt strange magic fluctuations and a hint of magic hidden in the smoke, if anything, drifted towards him.

He hastily took a step backwards, hoping to escape.

Elder Ma raised his head and looked up at Ivan, accompanied by a breeze, the smoke diameter blowing straight up, and Ivan smelled the leaves roasting. Unlike the usual spell, that weird little magic in the smoke didn't hurt him, it just spins around Evan and then drifts towards Harry next to him.

As with stargazing, this is the unique divination magic of horseman.

Not surprisingly, this magic should be very advanced and Ivan has never seen another horseman use it, except for the Elder Horseman.

They usually observe the stars in the night sky and derive signs of destiny from them.

But this time, the horses in front of them didn't do it, and they waited until the elder prophecy came out, and they cautioned around Ivan, just as they cherished animals in the surrounding zoo, silently watched the five of them in the distance.

Most horses were measuring Harry, and they were whispering, just like many of the wizards who first met Harry.

Only a few horsemen who knew Sirius lit him up indifferently and immediately moved his gaze elsewhere, pretending not to know Sirius.

Ivan met Ronan and Bain a month ago, and they didn't even look at him.

In a silent atmosphere, the atmosphere is extremely tense. Horsemen have different expressions on their faces, some are simply curious, some are harshly censored, some are angry because they are unknown, but more are suspicious and distrustful.

They watched from afar and even took out their weapons.

Sirius tells everyone not to let go of the wand, and if anything happens, don't worry about him leaving the forbidden forest first, the horses won't hurt the children.

Evan felt Hermione unwittingly approaching herself, he knew Hermione must be worried, he skillfully held each other's small hand to show her peace of mind.

Hermione's palms were all sweaty because of the tension. She looked in awe at the horseman in front of her and raised an unknown fear deep in her heart. These horsemen look horrible and scary as if they were about to rush over at any time.

If it wasn't for Ivan here, she had no idea what to do.

Just as the horse looked away and whispered, Ferencher, with long white gold hair, came out of the horse, and he did not seem to have changed much from more than a month ago. In a climate of hesitation and mistrust, his move was evident.

Everyone looked at Ferencher with surprise and was stunned by his bold behavior. No one spoke, even the whispering of the horses stopped.

“Nice to see you again in 20 years, Sirius Black!” Ferencher whispered that he did not seem to have noticed the anomaly and walked over calmly.

He shook Sirius' hand and set aside an old friend whom Buddha had not seen for a long time.

After greeting Sirius, he shifted his eyes to Harry.

“Harry Potter!” Ferencze said gently.

“Hello, Ferencher. Nice to meet you!” Harry hurried to shake his hand.

“Me too!” The horse with white gold hair lit his head a little and said in an unquestionable tone, "We are destined to meet again. ”

His expression was calm and he didn't have a smile on his face, which made people wonder what to think.

“The trajectories of the planets have already given signs that our fate will not stop here.” Ferencher nodded to Harry again, "and we'll see each other again. ”

He left Harry and slowly walked to Evan, reaching out as well.

“Likewise, I knew you'd come, Evan Mason!” His strange blue eyes looked at Evan without blinking and said softly, "On the night we first met, Mars, which brightened our heads, was brighter than ever before. After that, I looked closely at its trajectory, and I saw you in this impending war..."

“Shut up, Ference!” Margaret rushed over angrily, shouting out loud, "We swore we wouldn't easily reveal what we saw. ”