Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 75 Traditional Virtues of Travelers
"Let me see you!"

William pointed his wand at the dense, dark forest, and said very seriously.

He didn't know what was there, and he wasn't even sure there was anything there, but every nerve reminded William that if he took another step, he would be in danger.

"I have no malice."

A deep male voice answered.

Accompanied by the sound of tapping footsteps, a huge figure squeezed out from the woods. He was a very tall centaur with a cream-colored body and handsome facial features comparable to William's.

A bow that was huge for a human being was held in his left hand, and the arrow was in his right hand, but the bow was not attached.

"I thought you were malicious people."

The centaur put the arrow back into the quiver on his back.

"You are foals, you should not be in the forest."

The centaur said softly, "My name is Firenze."

"William Buffalo."

"Hermione Granger."

William and Hermione also introduced themselves.

The appearance of the centaur made William feel a little relieved.

They kept their distance and walked towards the unicorn together.

"The centaur is orderly and neutral, so it's certainly not the unicorn they hurt, but what else in the entire Forbidden Forest can hurt it?"

William was alert, wand in hand.

Although the unicorn looks holy and kind, it is an out-and-out dangerous creature.Unicorns are extremely fast and powerful, and their skin is said to be somewhat resistant to spells.

In a complex and gloomy environment like the Forbidden Forest, even if several wizards go to attack together, they may not be able to win favor from the unicorn horn.

"It's Quirrell? Old Futou still needs to use the blood of a unicorn to continue his life? But he has been quite honest recently, and he doesn't seem to have been out of the castle much."

William thought, he originally planned to wait until Halloween, when Quirrell used a troll to attract the attention of everyone in the castle, and sneaked to the uninhabited corridor on the fourth floor, he used a flying curse to lift his hood.

If the back of the head has a face, then Professor Dumbledore flies in.If the back of your head is ashamed, then... carry forward the traditional virtues of time travelers, and write a report letter anonymously.

Then deliver it to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

"Poor Aurora."

The centaur Firenze sighed a long time, he stopped in front of the unicorn, and patted its uninjured skin lightly - after hearing his voice, the unicorn relaxed and collapsed on the ground.

Firenze began to take out the herbs.

"Let me come."

William stepped forward holding his wand. His approach made the unicorn fall into deep panic. It struggled desperately, trying to get away, its body trembling violently.

"How could this be the reaction?"

William was a little confused.

"Could it be that the wizard hurt it? But if it's a wizard, it shouldn't feel instinctive fear of me - I'm just a student who doesn't threaten."

William thought to himself, but didn't ask.

"Relax, relax, William will not hurt you."

Firenze comforted the unicorn, calming it down.

"Enervate. (Resuscitate quickly)"

The tip of William's wand glowed silver.

The unicorn narrowed its eyes and lay down on the ground in a relaxed manner. Many shallow wounds on its body began to heal.His chest, which was heaving violently before, also calmed down at this moment.

"I can only do so much. The wound on its body has to be healed by the professor in the castle."

William took out his camera and took pictures of the unicorn's wounds—he didn't know how to tell them apart, but at least he knew that most of them were lacerations.

like sharp claws
"No, it's nails."

He suddenly realized.

The distance between these wounds is very similar to the distance between fingers when a person opens his palm.

"The centaur will heal them, but you need to warn the wizards in the castle, the foal - the recent Forbidden Forest is especially dangerous. We have found many signs of werewolf activity."

Firenze nodded.

As he spoke, he also began to apply some pungent-smelling ointment to the unicorn's wound, very gently.

Werewolf
William understood the source of these wounds.

"But this can't explain why the unicorn is injured. No matter how many werewolves, even on a full moon night, it is impossible to catch up with its footsteps."

William thought.

"And the unicorn has been injured to such an extent, why would it be let go? It can't be because of me, Hermione, or the acromantula."

For his own combat power, William has always had a clear AC number.In terms of spells and transformations alone, he is confident that he can wrestle with ordinary NEWTs students, and with the addition of rune language and bells and whistles, Yaxley may not be a competent opponent.

Given access to inventory and back-of-the-box collections, William was confident he could hold the professors (not McGonagall, Flitwick, Dumbledore, Quirrell's possible back of the head, and that nasty Snape) for a while.

But he can't beat the unicorn in the forbidden forest.

Neither william.

A question is answered.

More questions emerged.

"What the hell happened to it?"

William asked directly.

"I came later than you."

Firenze shook his head, he lowered his head, and looked at William, his expression did not seem to be fake at all.

"I found this place after noticing the strange movements of the spiders. I don't know why, but their number has decreased a lot recently, which has relieved us a lot of pressure."

The horseman said suspiciously.

"cough, cough"

William coughed embarrassingly.

He could feel Hermione's piercing eyes staring at the back of his head - but William could swear that no more than one acromantula could prove that it had anything to do with him.

"There will be none left in a while."

William reminded himself to remember to make up the knife.

"Mr. Firenze, what do you mean by the change?" Hermione hesitated for a moment, as if she was struggling with what to call this (a, only,) horseman.

"They're gathering. You can call me by my first name, Firenze, the pony. The centaurs are different from wizards. There is no concept of surnames in our culture."

Firenze explained with a smile.

While speaking, he had already given medicine to the unicorn.

"They only do it when they are under threat."

When speaking, the centaur's expression was extremely serious.

"It's time for you to go, foal. I need to protect Aurora, and I can't escort you out of the forest myself, but I don't think you need to rely on my protection."

He stood up, ready to signal.

"of course."

William took out his wand and cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself and Hermione - already knowing that the Forbidden Forest was not safe now, he had to be as cautious as possible.

"Coal William, the nearest Mars is extraordinarily bright.

You have to be careful. "

Before they left, Firenze said abruptly.

"Thank you."

William answered.

He and Hermione walked out of the Forbidden Forest the same way they had come.

"Quirrell is still in his office.
how can that be? "

William took out the Marauder's Map and found Quirrell.

He put the map back in his shoulder bag.

"Thank you, William."

Hermione whispered suddenly.

Compared to that time, her expression was much more relaxed, and her smile was more natural—just like the first time William used the stun spell to knock down a second-year student from the Cat and Leopard Academy who wanted to sneak attack.

"You're welcome."

William answered.

Hogwarts in a late autumn afternoon.

The sun is shining gently.

But what William failed to see was that when he was about to put the activity map into his shoulder bag, a small dot suddenly came out of the Forbidden Forest in the corner of the map.

　Thank you Jin Yunhuan, 3Mindole for the reward, and thank you for the role of 3Mindole for the reward.Thanks for the monthly pass of 3-methylindole.

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(End of this chapter)