Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

Deep in the forbidden forest lies a mysterious yet simple settlement.

The clamor from the Quidditch stadium in the distance had become somewhat faint by the time it reached us, though the chants from the crowd could still be faintly heard.

However, the slogan left people somewhat confused, unsure of its specific meaning.

On the edge of this settlement, a creature with a human body above the waist and a horse's body below the waist stood gazing in the direction from which the commotion was coming from.

He had long, golden-white hair, sapphire-like eyes, and a very handsome face, while the horse beneath him had a smooth, silvery-white mane.

Whether it's his human or horse body, he has taut muscles, with rugged lines and a wild beauty.

This is a centaur, a very handsome and dashing centaur.

Tap, tap, tap.

The soft sound of horses' hooves approached from afar.

An older centaur with long red hair and a beard, and a brown-red horse body, slowly approached.

“Ferencer, the hustle and bustle of humans is not for us… You saw how dangerous that person was today. If we have too much contact with humans, it could bring us annihilation…” The older red-haired centaur said slowly in a low voice.

Yes, this morning, probably before the start of the Quidditch match at Hogwarts, a man in a black cloak suddenly appeared deep in the Forbidden Forest in their centaur settlement.

Upon arrival, the man immediately inquired about something that happened many years ago. After being refused an answer by a centaur, the man angrily cast a spell and knocked the centaur to the ground.

Then the centaurs raised their bows and arrows and attacked him en masse, but the man easily deflected them all and finally pressed the tip of his wand hard against Ferenze's neck.

When their companions were threatened, they had no choice but to tell the man what had happened back then, but only what they knew.

"Ronan, is what happened to my father true? And why did he leave with that group of people back then?" The young centaur named Ferenze turned around and asked with a frown.

His sapphire-blue eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

When he turned his head, a bruise was revealed on his neck, left by the man with his wand. Even though the centaurs were skilled in magical healing, the bruise was still difficult to remove in a short time.

“I don’t know why your father Asta left. I was young and ignorant back then… I only know that Asta was the most talented diviner in our tribe. He could see the trajectory of fate through the stars. Later, a group of people came to the tribe to take him away… When he left, he said that fate had arranged for him to do something great, and he had to do it. However, you know what happened next; he never came back.” The older centaur, Ronan, continued in a low voice.

"So, did he change his fate, or did he become a part of it?" Ferenczek continued to ask.

“No one can know these things. All we can know is that the centaurs need to stand outside of fate, not participate in it!” Ronan said earnestly.

"Ronan, you can't reason with this kid! He'll only understand these things after he's suffered. Clearly, he hasn't suffered enough today!" an angry voice rang out.

Then came the rapid sound of horses' hooves.

Soon, the owner of the voice appeared in front of the two centaurs; it was a centaur with black hair and a black mane.

The black centaur was in a sorry state; even after magical healing, there were still obvious injuries on his face and body.

“Bane, I will find out what happened back then, instead of hiding here and waiting for fate to come!” Ferenze looked at the hot-tempered guy with equal defiance.

“I think you just want to leave. You probably want to be a mule for those people to ride!” Bain said angrily.

“You’re the mule!” Ferenz glared at him angrily.

"Alright, Bane, Ferenczer, you're not enemies!" Ronan stepped between the two and tried to mediate.

Then, the two centaurs, who were locked in a fierce confrontation, snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

The black centaur stormed off, while the young centaur kept his gaze fixed on the bustling Quidditch pitch, seemingly lost in thought about the game or the human world.

……

The first inter-house Quidditch match of the Hogwarts school year finally ended the moment Charlie snatched the Golden Snitch.

Before he caught the golden ball, Gryffindor was already leading Slytherin by 90 points. Although it didn't reach the 150 points that Qin Yu and George, the two batters, had hoped for, it was still enough to overwhelm Slytherin.

The victors are elated, while the losers are crestfallen.

Professor McGonagall stepped onto the stage again and announced the successful conclusion of the competition in a loud voice, saying that it was a competition full of competitive spirit.

Afterwards, the teachers and students began to leave one after another. Of course, they were still discussing the match they had just played, talking about which scene was the most memorable. Was it Qin's "double-hit combo" or him chasing the Slytherin Seeker all over the field, so much so that when the Golden Snitch actually appeared, the Seeker didn't dare to try too hard to grab it?

In short, this competition has spread Qin's name to everyone present, and this competition will eventually remain deeply in the memories of many people.

“Monnie… um, cousin, thank you so much for today!” Fred waited for Monnie Wanda as she came out of one of the stands.

Monnie Wanda laughed and said, "Hehe, it's no big deal! But I'm curious, with Qin and the Gryffindor Quidditch team being so strong, is it really necessary for me to cooperate?"

The two walked to the side as they talked, avoiding the crowd.

“Of course it’s necessary. Qin often says that even a lion will use all its strength to hunt a little rabbit. What’s more, the Slytherin Quidditch team isn’t a docile rabbit,” Fred said to Monnie, quoting Qin Yu’s words.

"Huh? Why did you kill the little white rabbit? You're so cruel!" Moni frowned, feigning distress.

“…Cousin, please don’t pretend to be a lady in front of me…” Fred said, his face darkening.

This is the kind of person who dared to throw Ron's pet Scabbers into the fish tank, how could she possibly be a delicate little girl?

Of course, Fred also knew that Monnie was not someone who enjoyed cruelly mistreating animals. As for her attitude towards Scabbers, according to her, she felt disgusted as soon as she saw the mouse and wanted to teach it a lesson, which the Weasleys found very difficult to understand.

"Haha, what Qin said is a bit strange, but I agree with the logic. So, I also contributed to Gryffindor's victory in this competition. I was also part of your plan, right?" Monnie said with a smile, a hint of slyness in her expression.

“Of course, you’re our best friend in the Gryffindor Quidditch team!” Fred added with a smile.

That's right. Qin Yu had instructed Monnie to deliberately ridicule, mock, and even ridicule the Gryffindor Quidditch team beforehand. The purpose was simple: to make the Slytherin team underestimate their opponents, so that when Gryffindor found an opportunity, they could deliver a heavy blow.

As it turned out, this strategy worked very well, even far beyond expectations.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the hard training that Qin Yu, George, and Fred usually put in. Don't underestimate the "double angled smash" which only makes the ball bend at an obtuse angle. It requires the two hitters to have strong hitting power and accuracy. In order to practice this move, Qin Yu was hit by the ball for several days in a row and his head was turned into a pig's head.

Fortunately, hard work always pays off, and this allowed him and the Gryffindor Quidditch team to show off their skills.

"What, are you regretting letting George play while you didn't?" Mona asked casually.

“No way, I’m a man of my word. I didn’t let him win on purpose,” Fred said, raising an eyebrow.

Speaking of which, Fred's teamwork with Qin Yu is no less impressive than George's. After all, all Fred needs to do is hit the ball hard in Qin Yu's direction, and Qin Yu will naturally move in to hit it again.

However, a Quidditch team can only have two batters on the field at a time, and the Weasley twins faced the choice of separating for the first time.

So the two of them came up with a great idea: to decide the winner through a competition!

The competition involved eating "Bite-Flavor Beans"—a type of candy with random flavors, including bitter, spicy, sour, and sweet.

At that time, in the open space in front of Hagrid's hut, each of them had one hundred Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans placed in front of them, and they were to see who could eat the most, without spitting them out.

Then, when Fred ate the 56th one, he tasted the legendary houttuynia cordata. He immediately broke down, painfully announced his withdrawal from the competition, and spat it out.

George didn't know what the food tasted like, but after Fred announced his withdrawal, he also started vomiting.

In short, only the two of them could come up with such a ridiculous competition.

Afterwards, Fred readily gave up his batting position to let George take the bat.

“Monnie, we’re having a celebration party later at Hagrid’s Cottage. Don’t forget to come!” Fred invited.

“Okay, Fred, I’ll go back and change my clothes before I go over,” Monnie replied.

Then, the two parted ways. Monnie returned to the Ravenclaw dormitory area, while Fred went to meet up with Qin Yu and the others.

The once bustling Quidditch pitch returned to silence after the teachers and students left. Only a few resident birds that had not flown far for the winter landed on the grass below the pitch, rummaging for grass seeds to fill their bellies.

Yes, this place can accommodate both noise and silence.

——Dimensional wall——

Note: Centaurs do not use wands, but they are skilled in magical healing, divination, and astronomy (stargazing). Their main weapon is the bow and arrow.

Then, resident birds are birds that do not migrate with the seasons, as opposed to migratory birds. (Just to clarify, this is definitely not filler text.)