The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Chapter 167 The Ancient Prophecy

Anthony had never thought that the centaurs, who looked rough and backward, could actually create such a magnificent civilization.

After walking into the high stone wall with Ron.

That was a real rip-off—an eye-opener.

Who can believe that there is such a city in this forest. Although it is not large and can be seen at a glance, its buildings are magnificent and brilliant.

The entire city is designed almost strictly according to mathematical geometry.

Each building corresponds to a certain planet in the sky, and the most amazing one is a temple in the center of the city with red, blue and white as the main colors.

Extraordinary double-porticoed large temple, over 65 feet (20 meters) tall.In terms of style, it clearly belongs to the classical Greek period. It is composed of columns, reliefs, pediments and other decorations that together create a stunning magnificence.

After walking along the regular floor path, Firenze led Anthony and Ron to the temple in the city.

A burst of smoke from burning herbs spread outside the temple.

The effect is probably similar to sandalwood or something.Anthony didn't pay attention, but the centaur in the smoke caught his attention.

Because his clothes are completely different from those of the centaurs around him.

Most of the others wore leather armor or no clothes at all, so you could tell they were martial artists at a glance.

But he was dressed in gray and linen, with strange gemstones on his neck. He looked very old, his hair was gray, and even the mane on his horse was white.

Firenze stepped forward and whispered a few words in the old centaur's ear.

After hearing this, the centaur raised his head and looked at Anthony and Ron with cloudy eyes.

Finally, his eyes stopped on Anthony holding Sirocco.

An ethereal voice then sounded: "The white beast guided you here, King! Like a fateful encounter, you are back."

"Huh?" Anthony looked around. After confirming that he was talking to him, he immediately asked: "What's coming back? What did you predict?"

"It's not what I predicted, but a whisper of fate that belonged to the centaurs tribe thousands of years ago."

"Thousands of years ago?" Anthony was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "Can you tell me in detail?"

"Please follow me." As he said that, the old centaur lowered his head and walked slowly towards the temple.

Anthony followed immediately.

Ron was a little hesitant. This unknown city made him a little afraid.

But it was only for a moment, and he followed up bravely.

The tall temple resembles the Parthenon in Greece.

Or rather, the same style.

The rectangular temple has a front hall, a main hall and an apse. The entire area is estimated by Anthony to be at least a quarter of the size of a football field.More than a dozen tall marble columns support the temple.

The old horseman led the two young wizards through the front hall and stopped in front of the main hall decorated with reliefs.

"This is the spiritual paradise for horse people."

Entering the main hall, the old horseman pointed around and said, with a hint of excitement in his ethereal voice.

And Anthony also looked up and down at the palace.

On his head is a giant star map of the galaxy carved, and on his feet is a map of the world that the horseman understands.

On the surrounding walls, various characters and murals are densely carved.

"Those are ancient prophecies, and the centaurs have tried their best to preserve every one of them." Firenze said solemnly towards the two young wizards.

For the horse people, the temple is not only a symbol of spirit and will, but also a history book of their ethnic group.

"It's really great." Anthony couldn't help but admire.

"Human beings are also great." The old centaur said calmly, without any emotional changes in his tone.

"Just a moment please."

With that said, the old horseman walked towards the wall of the hall.

It fetched the torch and placed it in the corner.

With the faint firelight in his hand, he carefully touched each stone, as if looking for something.

The search took more than half an hour.

Just as Anthony was waiting impatiently, he finally found the stone he was looking for.

Then the centaur gently knocked on the stone, and suddenly the stone bounced open a stone box.

"Oh! It seems to be in good condition." The old centaur broke the silence in a low voice. He took something out of the stone box and walked towards Anthony.

"Thousands of years ago, a friend asked the horse tribe to preserve it. Now it has finally been returned to its original owner."

"what is this?"

Antony took a broken sword from the Centaur.I was very confused.

Is this called intact?

besides!Who would preserve such a broken thing for thousands of years?

Unfortunately, the old horseman didn't explain it to him.

After handing the broken sword to him, he slowly left the hall.

Forehead...

This is why Anthony doesn't want to stay with these bad guys. Will he die if he says more?Will he die?

It really pisses me off!The Riddler is happy plus one, right?

After studying with Ms. Atropos for a long time, he thought he had become accustomed to these prophets: I know, but I don’t say it, so as to satisfy my inner pleasure.

But now Anthony realizes that getting used to it is a waste.

This kind of person should be shouted at by everyone, and the Riddler should get out of the UK!

Simply speaking, Firenze is a unique centaur who seems to be very interested in Hogwarts and the outside world.

After the old centaur left, he took Anthony and Ron out of the temple and went to a stone house in the city.

That is his home.

At his home, Firenze not only kindly prepared dinner for Anthony and Ron, but also answered his doubts.

"Oh! You want to know what Elder Chiron means?"

Firenze chuckled lightly and said: "This is an ancient prophecy of our centaurs tribe. You should know that centaurs are very good at divination. For more than a thousand years, countless prophecies have been passed down in the tribe."

"I happened to have heard of this prophecy."

As he spoke, Firenze paused for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then spoke after a moment: "Through the swamps, woods and the island shrouded in mist, defeat the nine supreme beings who guard it, so that dusk rises from the horizon. , the morning light falls on the mountains, the enchantment descends, the white beast first appears, on the plains where roses bloom, when Albion is most critical, the legendary king will rise again!"

The King of Legends?

Anthony was slightly startled. In Britain, this term only represents one person.

That's King Arthur!

As for other fragments of the prophecy.

Swamps, woods and mist-shrouded islands should refer to Avalon, King Arthur’s place of healing.

The Nine Supremes - do they refer to the nine fairies who were the legendary guardians of King Arthur?

But why should we defeat them?