Who let this evil dragon into Hogwarts!

Chapter 51 Shadows on Mars

"Isabel, are you alright?"

Upon returning to the centaur tribe, Ferenze anxiously greeted her and helped Isabel, whose legs were still somewhat weak.

"What could possibly be wrong with her? She's probably sleeping soundly somewhere, which is why she missed the reporting time."

Bain glanced at Isabel with disgust, then turned back to continue focusing on wiping the arrowhead.

"I……"

Isabel opened her mouth slightly, but swallowed the words back. She remembered what she had said in Emerald Territory, and the disdainful look on Persson's face when he heard that the centaur tribe was about to attack.

Without a doubt, she betrayed the centaur tribe, telling Persson everything about the number of the decapitation squad and the time of the attack.

But she knew she had to do it!

"Bane, let's cancel the operation. The Emerald Territory's strength far exceeds our expectations, and that green dragon is not something that can be defeated with just a few arrows!"

Isabel tried to persuade him with her last hope, but all she got in return was Bain's cold laugh.

"The centaur tribe has no cowards! They're just a bunch of giants and goblins; even with a small dragon added, they're no match for us! This forest can only have one master!"

Bain's words resonated deeply, drawing cheers from the tribe, especially from the older generation of centaurs, who made no attempt to hide their support.

really……

Isabel sighed inwardly, thinking how arrogant the centaur tribe was, so arrogant that they couldn't even grasp their own strength.

When faced with the eight-eyed giant spider, they thought they could resist the invasion with their bravery and fearlessness, but little did they know that the centaur territory was adjacent to the school, and the eight-eyed giant spider dared not expand into this area.

When facing the Emerald Territory, they misjudged their opponent's strength and regarded the enemy as stupid and reckless animals. Little did they know that the giants had already built houses and walls under the leadership of the dragons.

Without a doubt, this was a battle where certain death was inevitable.

Unfortunately, Isabel was powerless to stop it.

All she could do was express goodwill to the master of Emerald Territory and end the battle as soon as possible, so as to give her tribe a chance to survive!

"Hopefully, the master of Emerald Territory will keep his promise and spare the centaurs who didn't participate in the attack..."

Isabel thought bitterly.

……

At the same time, Persson felt no fear of the approaching centaur tribe, only pure excitement.

As he entered adolescence, he not only grew larger, but his scales also became thicker, making it almost impossible for ordinary arrows to penetrate his hard scales.

For him, the centaur attack was like a godsend; he was just about to unify the Forbidden Forest when they handed him a knife.

"For ordinary small battles, I don't need to get involved anymore... Club, lead a squad of giants and set up defenses at the locations indicated by Isabel. Bean, just to be on the safe side, have the goblins spread out and keep a close eye on the centaurs' movements."

Poisson did not fully believe what Isabel said, nor did he tell Bangchui all the information.

There was nothing they could do; the centaur tribe was simply too weak. Even without Isabel's betrayal, their sneak attack was destined to cause only a ripple and some negligible casualties.

Now, knowing the time and place is enough for a well-trained army of trolls.

Revealing personnel details and specific plans would make the victory too easy and defeat the purpose of training.

"Yes, I guarantee it will be a success!"

The club approached Posson, gave a standard military salute, and couldn't help but reveal a eager smile on his ugly face.

It had long disliked these annoying nags!

Back in the Forbidden Forest, these centaurs caused the troll tribe no shortage of trouble. Faced with the centaurs' high movement speed and archery skills, the clumsy trolls could only be kited around. They survived purely because of their high health.

But now, things are different!

Under the leadership of the great dragon lord, the giants have learned to protect their vital parts with their arms, to throw tree stumps to block their escape routes, and now they can even make tools to tie two large stones together with ropes to create simple throwing ropes.

The Flying Stone Rope is especially useful in the Forbidden Forest, easily tripping up the massive eight-eyed spiders, let alone the four-legged centaurs.

After receiving the order, Club led the giants to scout the terrain and find an ambush site.

Bean also got to work. Although the centaurs had learned to avoid the goblins after being reminded by Ferenze, they could avoid the goblins on the surface, but they couldn't possibly find the goblins underground, could they?

Under Bean's command, the goblins have dug a complex network of underground tunnels in and around Emerald Territory, which intersect to form an impenetrable intelligence network.

Any creature that steps into the Emerald Territory will be caught in this vast net, leaving no gaps.

"Hopefully the centaur tribe can hold out a little longer, so I don't get too bored..."

Persson yawned lazily. Once the task was assigned, he didn't ask any more questions. In his eyes, the centaur tribe was not as important as physical training.

"Yugadimurleviosa!"

Persson twisted his neck, and the leaves in front of him floated high into the air, but he knew that none of this had anything to do with magic; it was simply the roar he had made while chanting his incantation that had blown the leaves up.

"Sigh... I wonder when I'll be able to unleash magic in dragon form..." Persson smacked his tail in frustration, the whip thudding loudly on the ground.

……

As the sun sets in the west, it gradually sinks into the embrace of the distant mountains, and the rich darkness of night slowly permeates the sky.

Ronan looked up at the stars and said in a melancholy voice, "Saturn casts a shadow over the unusually bright Mars. Bane, I have a bad feeling about this."

"Ronan, you know, the starry sky doesn't care about the rise and fall of any one tribe; it only shows the fate of the entire world."

Bain wiped his arrows clean once more, straightening each fletching with focused and meticulous attention, a stark contrast to his arrogance of the morning.

"The world is about to change. Unlike the previous cycles of chaos, order, and chaos, this time it will be a complete transformation. Everything we are familiar with may cease to exist."

"Before that, we must ensure the stability of the protected forest, ensuring that this forest where our ancestors lived for generations is not dragged into chaos!"

As Bain spoke, he turned behind him, where eleven centaurs stood ready, holding bows and arrows, their bodies draped in leaves, their features obscured by shadows.

"Men, remember our objective: bypass those foolish giants and goblins, penetrate deep into enemy territory, and shoot that evil dragon!"

"yes!"

The young centaurs tightened their bowstrings, their horses' hooves clattering anxiously on the withered leaves. Not everyone had the chance to participate in the feat of slaying a dragon, and they were already eager to try.

What the centaurs didn't know was that just a few feet below them, countless goblins were busily gathering information on the number and movements of the centaur squads towards the Emerald Territory...