 Horses Forever! l l Writer for Life l Yearbook alumnus
“Use your wand!”
28. Nox
It was a steady sound, almost like a horse… but how could a horse, or a thestral, have found its way into Hogwarts?
Little Colin Creevy whispered the spell that cast the dungeons into blackness, worried out of his mind about what might appear from behind the corner.
In turn, Firenze was looking around him slowly, his keen eyes attempting to penetrate the humid darkness to spot the lost Gryffindor. He had argued with some housemates and disappeared earlier that day, and what with the doubtful security at Hogwarts and extra precautions, the entire staff was mobilized by Dumbledore to go find the boy.
The centaur had thought he saw a flicker of light, but then it vanished and instead…
“AAARGH!” something small and sinewy landed on his back, almost toppling him to the floor. It was only Firenze’s lightning reflexes that allowed him to pull his attacker off and look him in the eye.
“Ah, the Creevy boy. I should have known, only a Muggle boy would attack me like that. Use your wand next time!”
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