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"Ronan, are you saying I can't read the stars' revelations!" Bane said angrily. "He's not that star! Talk to me, Firenze. Are you a centaur, or this kind of person's companion?"
"I am a centaur. But don't try to sway me with such words. I only follow the sky's laws," Firenze said solemnly. "Every time. I've checked. Every time the night sky shows changes and omens, this human is present."
A chestnut-bodied centaur said calmly, "You shouldn't check, Firenze. Besides celestial phenomena, we pay attention to nothing. Checking and verifying aren't our business."
While they talked, Hagrid walked over. Asked Anthony, "Where are the snowdrops, Henry?"
"What snowdrops?" Anthony looked up. Saw Hagrid's eyes were red and swollen. But his emotions seemed to have calmed down. His messy big beard tangled together. Soaked wet with tears.
Hagrid stared at him with red eyes puzzled for a while. Suddenly slapped his forehead. "Oh dear, I forgot to write it down. Henry, I need to go back and get them..."
Anthony tried to suggest going himself—he was somewhat worried if he stayed here, the centaur dispute might escalate—but Hagrid waved him off halfway through. "I'm much faster, Henry. And I know the way. Don't worry. Nothing dares hurt anyone in unicorn territory..." He shouted loudly, "Aragog, Aragog!"
Aragog, originally sitting resting, slowly stood up.
"Look after Henry for me!" Hagrid said loudly. "I'll be right back!"
While speaking, Hagrid strode away. Walking, didn't forget to pull out his handkerchief from his pocket. Loudly blew his nose. Fang followed close behind Hagrid. Kept maximum distance from Aragog. But the elephant-sized Acromantula seemed to completely ignore this "tiny" dog beside Hagrid.
"Magorian, Ronan. Can't you see yet," Bane said contemptuously. "Firenze is about to become one of the humans."
This sentence seemed a great insult to Firenze. Other centaurs rebuked one after another. "Bane!" "Shh!" "Firenze still belongs to our herd!"
Their commotion was so loud, even Aragog turned this way. Unicorns retreated from beside the centaurs. Surrounded the dead unicorn in the clearing center more tightly. Two young unicorns curiously walked away from their mother's side. Looked outward from between adult unicorns' legs with innocent eyes. Tentatively stepped forward. Then were gently picked back by several extending horns.
The ninety-seventh grandson used its front legs to embrace Anthony. Tried to also take him away from the dispute center. Anthony patted it soothingly. "Don't worry. I can at least protect myself..."
At this time, Aragog had also come over.
"Leave," Aragog tiredly and concisely commanded its grandson. The ninety-seventh grandson silently retreated.
Only then did Anthony realize only this one young Acromantula was nearby. "Wait. Why do you keep trying to help me?"
Aragog said, "It's the smartest among siblings, Hagrid's friend. Hagrid brought you before me. You eliminated that terrible existence. Helped us escape the castle's terror... It's trying to show you friendliness."
Anthony hadn't expected this answer. He looked toward the ninety-seventh grandson. Result—this Acromantula wordlessly shrank behind its companions.
On the other side, Firenze angrily reared up on hind legs. Held bow and arrow high overhead. "I don't want to argue with you at a unicorn's funeral. Doesn't mean I fear you! We solve problems the herd's way, Bane. Before the stars overhead, tell me—what did Arcturus and Muphrid say to you?"
Other centaurs also raised their heads. Looked toward the cloud-covered sky. Somehow, they seemed to really see something. Because several centaurs were nodding slightly.
Bane also looked up. Then was silent for a while before saying, "I acknowledge your words, Firenze. But I still maintain my view. We all know—to the stars, individual fate is insignificant. Celestial phenomena shouldn't indicate a specific person."
Firenze nocked an arrow. Shot at a tree behind Bane. Bane stood in place. Let the arrow feather brush past his hair. Turned to watch the arrowhead sink into the trunk.
Ronan said sadly, "Why should we argue because of humans?"
"Firenze is too young. Already deceived by this human," Bane said. "If you don't believe me, look at this person. Even among wizards, isn't he the most evil and filthy kind? Listen to the unicorns' communication. He actually has the face to appear here!"
The unicorns' guarded posture already explained part of the problem. Anthony sometimes couldn't help wondering what he looked like in the eyes of unicorns or phoenixes—these magical creatures. So much so they were all filled with disgust toward him.
Magorian said calmly, "Only you can hear unicorn communication, Bane. You know well—for most of us, unicorns remain forever silent."
Bane said loudly, "By celestial phenomena and fate, I can tell you—the unicorns are discussing why he possesses half a half-dead, cursed life?"
Several centaurs began anxiously pawing the ground with front hooves. Acromantulas watching from afar made puzzled clicking sounds. But Anthony knew this matter well. He was indeed half-dead life.
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