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The dark red moon pierced through the layers of dark clouds, exuding a unique and cold aura.
The moon's shadow was sparse as it shone on the ancient and mysterious temple below. This enormous temple constructed by centaurs was shrouded in the hazy night fog, it was like a silhouette floating above the clouds. It was exceptionally silent and solemn, emitting a formless pressure.
Elwyn was stunned by the scene in front of him and was immersed in it.
It was hard to imagine that in the depths of Hogwarts's Forbidden Forest, there was actually such an astonishing building and civilization.
Behind him, Harry, Ron, and Hermione also walked out of the forest. They couldn't help but exclaim in surprise at the astonishing buildings in front of them.
Their gazes swept past the centaurs' small wooden houses, finally landing on the impenetrable black temple at the center of the island.
"I never thought the centaur tribe would be like this." Harry said in shock. "I originally thought it was just a few simple wooden huts."
"It's beyond everyone's imagination!" Ron exclaimed.
"The centaurs have a unique civilization, and even their own country." Hermione said softly. "Until today, I finally understood the meaning of this sentence."
Towards the centaur tribe in front of them, using any praises to describe them was not an exaggeration.
The centaurs walked out of the Forbidden Forest with bows and arrows on their backs. They looked proudly at Elwyn, Harry, Ron and Hermione. They were very satisfied with their shocked expressions.
"This place is much bigger than twenty years ago. Back then, there weren't so many houses." Sirius smiled as he said. "The temple on the central island was built by the centaur ancestors, it is the most sacred place of the centaur tribe. It has already existed for several centuries, there are many stars and the spirits of the centaur ancestors enshrined within."
"The items left behind by Gryffindor are kept there?" Elwyn asked.
"That's right. This is also our final destination." Sirius bent down, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared. He lowered his voice and said, "When we enter the temple, if you see anything strange, don't speak carelessly, and don't touch it. The Centaurs have their own unique customs and magic, many of which are evil and dangerous. We must respect them and be vigilant. "
"Strange custom?!" Everyone was stunned.
Seeing Sirius's serious expression, many horrifying scenes appeared in his mind.
"I went to Egypt last summer and saw these things in the huge pyramids." Ron whispered. "All kinds of curses and mummies made by ancient Egyptian wizards. They wrapped the dead pharaoh's body in layers of cloth and stuffed it with magic items and strange spells."
Needless to say, this was another attempt by the ancient wizards to obtain immortality. Elwyn was not sure if the Pharaohs, who had been prominent in history, had successfully returned to the human world. However, the evil black magic that was born among them would definitely be a headache for everyone.
Did that mean the centaurs were the same?
They would turn the corpses of their ancestors into mummies and preserve them properly, hoping that the dead would one day return from the underworld?!
Looking at the centaurs around him, Elwyn could not imagine that they would do such a thing. From his point of view, although the centaurs were shocking, but they were still in a primitive state. Elwyn was more inclined to believe that they would worship their ancestors or some god.
"Do centaurs also make mummies?" Harry asked.
"Of course not, this is not Egypt, the centaurs originated from ancient greece!" Hermione had a different opinion, "That was the golden age of the ancient warlocks. Perhaps their custom is related to this, but as for the specifics, I need to investigate further."
Their voices were very low, but Firenze who was standing nearby could still hear them.
"We are different from human wizards, we will not disrespect the corpses and spirits of our ancestors." He walked over and said softly, "The centaurs now worship the power of the stars, the planets give us omens, but a few centuries ago, we were not like that."
"During that time, what were you like?" Elwyn pursued.
Directly asking about the history of the centaurs was not very polite, but Firenze was not displeased, he blinked his deep blue eyes.
"I have told you before, the powerful magic artifact that the founder of the castle preserved in the tribe was not complete, it broke apart along with the centaurs' internal division." Firenze turned to look at Elwyn and said softly, "We did not fulfill our original oath, for centuries, our elders have always blamed themselves for this."
"What actually happened then, why did you split?" Elwyn said, "I have looked through many magic history books, but did not see any records related to this."
"The history of the centaurs will not appear in human books, we do not trust humans." Firenze raised his head to look at the dark red moon hanging above the temple, he slowly said, "Our ancestors committed a huge mistake, they worshipped an evil dark deity."
"Evil dark deity?!" Hearing his words, everyone was stunned.
"Because it was too long ago, the centaurs are unable to determine if that deity came from an ancient myth, or if it was created by our ancestors." Firenze leaned forward, using a whisper to speak, "No one knows its name, or where it came from. We call it the forest deity, it speaks to us from the void, requesting us to provide sacrifices, and lead us to prosperity."
This sounded very familiar, it was just like what the eyeball monster requested the eight-eyed spider to do for it, barbaric and evil. If not for the time difference, Elwyn would even suspect that the forest deity that suddenly appeared was a monster from the depths of the underground ruins.
"The so called prosperity, in essence, is destruction. Because of this, there was an endless war among the centaurs, finally under the guidance of the stars, our ancestors won, but the huge tribe split apart. " Firenze said softly, "The tribesmen who worshipped the evil deity were exiled from the tribe, most of them were centaurs with high status. When they left, they brought many things, including a portion of the powerful magic artifact left behind by the founder of the castle."
No one spoke, everyone was immersed in what Firenze said. The centaurs had always been neglected by the magic world, the wizards did not bother to understand them, both sides did not communicate, people only knew that the centaurs lived in a certain place, that was all.
No one could imagine, the centaur tribe in the forbidden forest of Hogwarts had such a thing happen.
Elwyn shook his head, was this still the Harry Potter world that he was familiar with?!
The events that happened in the past few months were completely out of his imagination, originally he only wanted to search for clues to the secret treasure left behind by the four founders, but he discovered more and more shocking things, ancient powerful dark wizards and evil dark creatures appeared one after another in front of him.
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