Chapter 951 (1/2)

”Who are you?”

This is a good question. Van Lin can't help but look to the left. He knows the first Centaur soldier. He should be called magari.

The Centaur was coming out of the ring towards them. Like other centaurs, he held his bow high.

Umbridge, to the right of Fanlin, was still shaking, and her wand, pointing to the Centaur in front of her, shook violently.

”I ask who you are, man.” Said margarine roughly.

”I'm Dorothy Jane Umbridge!” In her sharp, startled voice, Umbridge said, ”senior vice minister of magic, vice president and senior prosecutor of Hogwarts.”

”Are you from the Ministry of magic?” 'at this time, many centaurs in the circle were moving in panic.

”Yes Umbridge raised his voice even higher, ”so be careful! According to the regulations issued by the magic creature management and regulation department, any hybrid creature like you will attack human beings... ”

”What do you call us?”

Roared a wild looking black Centaur, who recognized him at the time of van Linton. He was Bailey, a qualified Centaur warrior. It was this guy who stopped van Lin from communicating last time.

I have to admit that he has a bad temper.

There was a roar of anger all around them, and a mass of bows and arrows pointed at them.

”Don't call them that!” Hermione said eagerly, but Umbridge didn't seem to hear her. Still shivering, she pointed her wand at magari and continued, ”item B of the fifteenth decree clearly states:” any magical creature that is thought to have nearly human intelligence attacks human beings... ”

”Almost human intelligence” Barry and the other centaurs roared angrily and landed hard on the ground with the soles of their feet. ”We think it's a great insult to us, human beings! Our wisdom, thank God, is far above mankind

”What are you doing in our woods?” ”Why do you come here?” yelled a terrifying gray hippopotamus

”Your woods?” Umbridge now not only shudders from fear, she also looks a little angry: ”I want to remind you that you can live here because the Ministry of magic allows you to be in a certain area...”

Suddenly an arrow flew towards her head and inserted into her mousy hair. She let out a deafening scream and threw her hand over her head.

Some centaurs roared their approval, others chuckled. Their wild, horse hissing laughter reverberated across the shimmering open space, and their hooves were daunting to watch.

”Now, whose forest is this, man?” Yelled Bailey.

”Fifty hybrids!” She screamed, her hand still clutching her head, ”brute! An ungovernable animal

”Shut up!” Cried Hermione. But it's too late.

Umbridge pointed his wand at Magri and called, ”bondage!”

The ropes came from the air like thick snakes, and automatically bound the Centaur's body tightly, making his arms unable to move. With a roar, he stood up on his hind legs, trying to break free from his chains, and the rest of the Centaurs were moved.

Fanlin grabbed Hermione, pulled her aside and leaned against a tree with her.

One of the worst things Umbridge did was to provoke the Centaurs.

There was a moment of terror in Umbridge as the thunder of hooves rang around her.

The Centaurs roared and screamed furiously from their side.

”No ~ ~ ~!” He heard Umbridge's shrill cry, ”No. I'm a senior vice minister. You can't! Let go of me, you brutes. No ~ ~ ~ ~! ”