Rov was surrounded by a group of horsemen.

He rode on the back of the black horseman, instead of putting down the dagger, but aimed it at the horseman's temple to ensure that he could complete the kill after he really started fighting.

"This horse leader, your tribe is rude to me first. I warned him three times, but he still aimed the arrows he had drawn at my head...I am in self-defense."

"Also, I was bitten by a three-headed dog when I was a child. My hands tremble when I was nervous. You'd better not stimulate me, otherwise I won't guarantee that his head will be opened..."

Rov touched the head of the black horse man under his crotch, showing a kind smile, but his hand holding the dagger was shaking, how could he not be kind?

"Witcher, I apologize to you for Bain. His recklessness and ignorance offend you." said the Red Horseman:

"Can you put away your dagger and wand now? No horseman will attack you, I promise you as the horseman leader."

He waved his hand, and all the horsemen lowered their bows and arrows and retreated.

"Gret, he is a human! He just attacked me!"

Bain, whose head was pressed by a dagger, let out a low roar. He was ridden by the boy like a mule in front of so many tribesmen, which made him feel ashamed.

"Bain, we will not attack the foal, even if he is a human foal." The red horseman leader named Gret said with a stern voice: "Don't let the anger swallow your sanity."

Rove had a good impression of Gret, and he jumped off Bain's back, and the broom floated by, steadily caught him, and took him into the air.

Bain staggered up, shaking his body, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but Gret walked over, lowered his voice and said sternly:

"Bain, don't do impulsive things."

"That guy rides on my back, like a mule." Bain yelled: "Gret, he just insulted me, I want to take revenge!"

"You aimed the arrow at his head first, and he warned you!" Gret narrowed his eyes and stared at Bain and said:

"Not to mention whether you can beat him, even if you kill him and take revenge, then what? He is a student of Hogwarts. Do you want Dumbledore to go to war with us in full swing?

Then take the entire Horseman tribe to bury you with?"

Bain lowered his head, looking a little afraid of Berett's eyes. Gret grabbed Bain's shoulder and said coldly:

"Bain, I'll tell you the last time, don't hurt Hogwarts' foal, this is Dumbledore's bottom line! His bottom line is the bottom line of the horseman!"

Rove didn't know what Gret and Bain said. He was angry, and seemed to have completely disappeared. He was like frost hitting eggplant, and he honestly returned to the horseman team.

"Boy, where did you come from?" Gret asked with his head raised.

"My grandpa gave me a birthday gift, my name is Rov Skamand." Rov raised his dagger to let the horseman see more clearly.

Hearing the name Scarmand, the horseman team heard a whispering noise. Many horsemen looked at Rov again, and the hostility instantly reduced a lot.

"Newt Scarmand is the eternal friend of the Horses," Grett said. "He has helped solve many of our troubles."

"I heard my grandfather mention you, and he said you were the bravest horseman leader he had ever seen."

Although Newt said that ‘Gret is a stubborn guy with a bottom line’, it doesn’t prevent Rov from speaking out... business is hype.

Rove was also impressed. Newt had in-depth communication and contact with many magical creature tribes, and his influence was not low.

Rove and Gret chatted for a while, but Bain was surrounded by the horseman, and a red horseman joked:

"Bain, I didn't expect you to be defeated by the human foal..."

"Ronan, I was careless!" Bain roared and digged the ground with his hooves, and said with a firm mouth: "This guy can cast spells without a stick. I relaxed my guard and was attacked.

If I had shot an arrow when I first found him, he would have fallen to the ground now!"

"That's what those animals killed in the forbidden forest think." Ronan laughed.

"By the way, casting spells without a stick... Isn't it only a powerful wizard? How old is this guy?"

"How do I know!" Bain snorted coldly.

At this moment, the sound of arrows suddenly sounded in the distant sky.

The leader Gret raised his bow and arrow and shouted: "Come with me!"

All the horsemen ran towards the distance, and Rof rode a broom and mixed in the crowd, so that safety was guaranteed.

Perhaps because of Newt, no horseman came to drive him away this time.

Ronan ran quickly, leaned over toward the boy, and asked, "Are you really Scarmand's grandson?"

"Do you know my grandpa?" Rov floated on the broom and glanced at the young red horseman.

"I've eaten Newt's sizzling honey candy before, it's so delicious, but he hasn't been to the tribe for several years." The red horseman's voice was low and sad.

"Every time Newt came, the tribe was like a festival, and he also brought in a great fireworks! I like the old man's fireworks conference!!

By the way, my name is Ronan."

"Hello Ronan, I will bring you sizzling honey sugar next time I come to Forbidden Forest."

Did Rov meet a horse man who is not hostile to wizards? Of course, he had to make good relationships.

Sure enough, when he heard this, Ronan's eyes were vague, he glanced around, lowered his voice and revealed:

"Don't blame Bain, he's in a bad mood recently."

"What's wrong?"

"His fiancée Namelia ran away." Ronan's voice was a little sad, but his face showed a gloating expression.

"Why did she run?" Rof said curiously.

"I don't like Bain, but the ministry decided to let Namelia marry Bain. The elder said it was Xingchen's instructions, so Namelia ran away. Everyone is searching for her now..."

"Who is this elder?"

"Bain's uncle."

“…”

"Fethical arranged marriage killed the Ma people." Rov was deeply troubled in his heart.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "It's nothing to do with Bain's fiancée. It's not my abduct. You need to get angry at me?" Rove said.

"That's right, but understand it." Ronan whispered: "Bain is still quite pitiful."

"Pity? Then I think you are gloating?" Rov stared at Ronan, narrowed his eyes and said in surprise: "You won't like his fiancée, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ronan's face was a little unnatural, and he whispered: "At best, I have had a favorable impression."

“…”

"Namelia is the most beautiful female horseman in our tribe." Ronan muttered: "Every young horseman likes her."

"Have you found her?" Rov looked up at the constant arrows in the sky.

But Ronan did not answer. He glanced at the flying broom under the boy's butt, deliberately changing the topic:

"Did you learn this at Hogwarts?"

"Yes, do you want to ride? You can give it a try."

Ronan was a little moved, but he glanced at Bain who was staring at him a little far away, and quickly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, use the wizard's things to make Bain discover that he will be punished."

"No wonder you can't marry Namelia, you're so cowardly." Rov said contemptuously:

"Why don't you dare to fight Bain? Cut his five legs and see if he's still arrogant?"

Ronan glanced at Rov and sighed, "Are you really Newt's grandson? Why are you so different in personality?"

"Everyone really says that I am more polite and kind than my grandfather. He doesn't like to say hello to others and is more autistic than me..."

Ronan curled his lips and said, "For the sake of Newt and the future of sizzling honey, be careful, and when you see that the situation is wrong, you will ride a broom and fly back to the castle.

There is Dumbledore's guarding, and it is the safest place in the world except for the Horsemen tribe."

"What the hell is wrong?" Rov looked at the arrows that were getting denser in the sky and frowned: "What's wrong?"

Ronan did not answer, he just sighed slightly, raised his head and stared at the sky: "Mars are bright tonight."

Rov also looked up at the sky, but the dark clouds blocked his sight and he could not see anything. The boy asked, "Have you horseman's divination revealed some information to you?"

"Yes, in terms of divination and astrological signs..." Ronan proudly said with a hug: "You wizards are far inferior to our horsemen."

Rof sat on the broom and said lazily: "Since you are so powerful, you can use astrological signs to predict the future. Why didn't Bain tell the story of his fiancée's escape from marriage?"

“…”

Ronan was about to argue, and Berrit warned, and Rove looked up:

A deep lake located in a dense forest.

The bright moonlight shines on the lake, sparkling. The scenery is simply beautiful. The only thing that is contrary to this is that a black-robed wizard sits next to the lake.

He is here,

Eat.

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