Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 126 There is no end!

"Hagrid, look—"

Hermione screamed to remind Hagrid.

"Did you think this was the back garden of your manor? Well... Draco Malfoy, here... your family blood and Lucius Malfoy can't protect you...you better hope nothing happens to Harry, or you can spend the night here alone and go out!"

Hagrid was angrily teaching Malfoy a lesson, especially after he found out that Harry was chasing the unicorn alone, he growled and sprayed Malfoy all over his head.

Malfoy shivered under Hagrid's monstrous form.

Reminded by Hermione, Hagrid turned around and saw a green fireworks appear in the night sky.

—This time it was from Harry.

"Have you found the unicorn? He's not that idiot Malfoy who jokes around casually, not to mention that he went looking for the unicorn by himself just now, and it's very likely that he will meet the murderer who hurt the unicorn... Even if he didn't, he would be noticed because of the fireworks..."

This made Hagrid and Hermione tense up.

"Stay here and don't move, stay vigilant..."

After Hagrid yelled loudly, he immediately strode up, raised his bow, and rushed into the dark deep forest.

crunching~~
——The sound of branches being trampled off, and the sound of heavy footsteps slowly disappearing.

"Harry!... There must be nothing wrong!"

Hermione's heart was tightly grasped, feeling that time passed very slowly, every minute and every second seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

Then there was a sound in the jungle.

Like a frightened little rabbit, Malfoy jumped up and turned to run.

A dark figure flashed in the jungle.

—It's Firenze the Centaur!
This gave Hermione a sigh of relief.

He came to Hermione,

"Harry Potter needs his friend right now... Sit on my back if you want to get there quickly..."

Firenze bent his front legs and lowered his body, allowing Hermione to climb onto his back.

Malfoy immediately regained his spirits, and he turned around and ran over again, "The Malfoy family will thank you for taking me out of the Forbidden Forest... the centaur!"

Firenze didn't speak, but snorted disdainfully, turned around lightly and took Hermione away.

On the way, Hermione was a little embarrassed, or rather at a loss. She didn't know what to say to the centaur she had just met.

What's more, I was still riding on his back.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward and silent.

Firenze asked Hermione to lower his head, and he sped up suddenly, raised his arms, and directly smashed and snapped the growing branches on the road, and the low-hanging branches.

——Accelerate forward in a rampage.

It was only at this time that Hermione realized that she could really rescue Harry from the existence that injured the unicorn?

According to the book, unicorns can be XXXXX-level magical animals, very dangerous, and born with a lot of magic power.

As they gradually penetrated into the depths of the Forbidden Forest, the branches that blocked them in mid-air gradually disappeared. Huge and thick ancient trees rose one by one. The thick and curved roots drilled out of the soil, half exposed, and crossed between trees. They covered each other.

"Coming……"

Firenze lowered his arms, had to slow down, and began to walk around the obstacles.

He started talking to Hermione.

"What's your name, little witch?"

"Hermione, Hermione Granger..."

"Okay, Hermione, after a while, I will try to deal with him... After you find Harry, take him away... Don't confront that monster in the dark, he doesn't dare to appear in front of everyone, just drag him to Hagrid or... come here." He paused, and then said vaguely.

But Hermione didn't pay attention, and what caught her attention was, "Do you know what that monster is? Can you tell me? Why do you know that he dare not appear in a fair manner... Could it be that the astrology told you? The bright Mars means that something bad is going to happen today... It will be a unicorn. Do you know what will happen? And why are you helping us?"

Hermione poured out a series of questions in her mind.

Firenze slowed down a little, then sped up a bit.

He didn't answer Hermione's question, but instead asked Hermione, "Granger, I can call you that!...Do you know what unicorn blood means?"

"Let me think about it—unicorn horns are generally used to make universal antidotes, tail hairs can be used to make wands, or be used as enhancers in some potions... As for unicorn blood..." Hermione said hesitantly, "I remember that it seems to be some very unorthodox vitality potion ingredients, but..."

"But it's very rare, isn't it? You can even say that it's not..." Firenze's tone was full of admiration for Hermione, "A little wizard like your age knows a lot... Unicorn blood is a very unique material..."

"Its blood mixed with unicorn horn grinding powder can remove most curses and almost all poisons in the world... There are even rumors that a certain kind of potion can be prepared to relieve the symptoms of dire wolf disease. Even pure unicorn blood can relieve injuries and prolong life. Whether you are dying or have received fatal injuries-of course, this requires a lot of blood, which can almost kill the unicorn..."

"...In the Muggle legends of the Middle Ages, only extremely pure girls can touch unicorns. Although it is not correct, it also shows something... To obtain the blood of unicorns, you must be a girl with a noble nature, and you must have great favors for unicorns to get this blood. Otherwise, you will only get some blood full of curses..."

"Specially kill such a pure and proud creature with unique magic power, all its magic power will gather in the blood and turn into a curse...Curse everyone who uses this blood...When your lips touch this blood, you will become a walking corpse, a half-dead person, and gradually begin to rot and stink in this world, without any feeling or desire...You will be alive, but just alive..."

Firenze's tone was very calm, but there was a hint of chill in his words, which made Hermione feel her internal organs go cold.

"This way of living...is it better to die?" Hermione shuddered.

"But if that monster in the dark doesn't care about a half-dead curse anymore, because his current situation is even worse, and he just needs to rely on it to restore his energy and mana, so as to delay bringing down a better, more powerful thing..."

Firenze didn't say so, but Hermione thought of it right away.

--Magic stone!

Hermione also wanted to ask about the monster, because Firenze seemed to know something obviously.

At this time, red fireworks suddenly lit up in the sky, interrupting Hermione's questioning.

—the fireworks were above their heads, and Harry was not far away.

This made Hermione and Firenze tense immediately.

Firenze bent down, asked Hermione to come down, and said, "...I don't know what's going on inside, we have to split into two sides and proceed carefully..."

Hermione watched as Firenze circled that way from the other side, while she herself followed the unicorn's blood spatter in the bushes and slowly stalked.

……

Meanwhile, Quirrell watched from the shadow of the hood that idiot Harry rode at him on the broom.

- Nothing to say!
--real!
Although I don't know where Harry Potter got a broom, but what is he doing... Could it be that he wants to rush down and knock him unconscious?

Oh! ?

(Harry jumps sideways off the broom)
He seemed to have a little bit of brains, didn't throw himself into a trap, and jumped out of the air halfway, but what was he casting—[Levitation Curse].

"Is this stupid Harry Potter trying to kill me laughing?"

(Harry stayed for a short time, and after the [Levitation Curse] disappeared, he immediately fell straight down like a stone, and screamed in mid-air, as if he realized that the [Levitation Curse] should not be used in this situation at all)
Quirrell decided to ignore the idiot—the master's mission was the most important thing, and the idiot would probably kill himself.

"I want to complete the master's task first, drink some unicorn blood for the master, restore the master's vitality and mana,..."

Quirrell walked forward.

At this time, there was a wave of a spell in the Forbidden Forest behind, and Quirrell immediately looked back.

Harry was hit by a spell.

Judging from the light, it is likely to be 【Shock Absorbing Curse】.

Quirrell immediately took out his wand from the sleeve of his wide and long robe, and guarded against the wizard hiding in the dark.

"Who the hell is saving Harry...is it Snape?"

Quirrell immediately realized that he should rush into that unicorn to kill and suck the blood.

——No matter who comes here to save Harry, he can leave as long as he rejuvenates the master and completes the task.

Quirrell immediately pounced on the unicorn.

At this moment, a terrible sound came from the rocket broom above.

—a strangely familiar feeling, a feeling of insane hysteria.

—It's the rocket magic broom of the MacGuffin.

Quirrell reacted, the abnormal speed of the broomstick... and the terrible explosion last time.

—Never let that thing hit you.

"Armor protection!"

Just finished the mantra.

——the 'broomstick' falling from the sky,
It slammed into the ground one meter away in front of him, and then
'Coax'!
as well as--

The explosion, the sharp change of magic power, the light of the lightning, the huge impact.

Quirrell was thrown into the woods by the shock wave, and passed by the unicorn.

And at this time, a familiar object was thrown towards him.

That is--

Big shit!
—Pfft, puff!Boom!
The nightmarishly familiar smell smacked his face and exploded!

"——There is no end!"

……

"Hiss—suck—"

"Ha!...ah! It hurts...it hurts!"

Harry gasped and screamed loudly.

It's no wonder that he is sitting on two huge tree roots that are entangled with each other and almost completely exposed to the ground to heal his injuries. (He is in a state of disarray, with dirt, leaves covered in hair, clothes underneath, and exposed skin bloodstained and scratched.—Looks miserable.)
Hermione was using a spell to skillfully impale Harry's body into her hands, slowly pulling out small stones from the wooden thorns on the skin of his arms.

"You still know it hurts!...Are you looking for death just now?...Harry? You swooped down from such a high place, do you think you are an atomic bomb?..." Hermione said.

"It's all McGuffin's fault. He starts telling stories every night when he's bored. Haven't you heard of it? Didn't I remember that trick in his story fell from the sky..." After Harry apologized for Hermione's concern, he immediately expressed that he was influenced by McGuffin and threw the blame on him.

But before they finished speaking, a sobbing sound interrupted their conversation.

"It's-I-blame...Harry you almost died! You were punished for that dragon egg...and you shouldn't have come here tonight...it's too dangerous...if Professor Snape hadn't strongly suggested..."

Hagrid burst into tears.

He was unwrapping Harry's unicorn.

——it has to be said that the pearly white sideburns contrasted with Harry's torn black robes, coupled with the irregular and haphazardly bandaged shape.

——It's so ugly!
The unicorn leaned against a tree very weakly, and showed Hagrid the wound on the other side. She pawed the soil with her hooves uneasily and let out a wail.

——It was even more frightening than the life-and-death crisis just now.

This beautiful and pure creature was as helpless as a foal in Hagrid's hands, especially as he held down the unicorn with his big hand like a cattail fan, and at the same time took a bottle of white fresh juice (this is Hagrid's application to the school since he knew the unicorn was injured, and prepared it) to drip and smear on the unicorn's wound.

And while doing this, Hagrid was still sobbing non-stop, and the sound of crying kept echoing in the silent forest.

Harry thought this scene was the weirdest scene he had ever seen in the Forbidden Forest.

——It’s so weird that it explodes, isn’t it?

Harry wanted to distract himself or Hagrid from the scene, so he said the strange feeling just now, "I feel as if someone saved my life..."

"I saved you, who do you think saved it, if it wasn't for my big shit..." said Hermione.

"Why don't you hurry up and thank Firenze, if he hadn't brought me here, you would probably be... um? Where did Firenze go?" Hermi noticed that Firenze was gone.

"Probably the smell of your big dung egg took him away!" Harry said with a smile.

"Ah—it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

Hermione was squeezing out the small stones on Harry's forehead that had penetrated into the flesh and blood one by one, and then using the Restoration Charm for treatment.

It's a pity that although she had specially trained in healing spells before, she still left some scars, just above the lightning scar on Harry's forehead to the right.

- Some unsightly blotchy red marks.

Forehead!
Hermione was a little embarrassed, and stopped sulking at Harry's 'quips'!
……

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, another open space.

Firenze seemed anxious, waiting for someone.

On the other side, Bain and Ronan were hiding in the woods. They were silent, and there was not only contempt for Firenze in their eyes, but also expectations for something.

Soon, two figures in black wizard robes came in from the other side of the forest.

One of them, with a silver beard, was Dumbledore, and the other one could tell that it was Snape, the bat monster, from the windless robe.

As Dumbledore walked over, he asked Snape, "Has Quirrell left the Forbidden Forest?"

"He's gone, I saw it with my own eyes... But I just cast the Shock Absorbing Charm to save Harry, that idiot... What the hell was he thinking, riding a broom, or Quirrell, an inferior product invented by that crazy kid McGuffin, who rushed straight to the ground... He was exactly like his father, without any brains at all..." Snape recalled the scene just now, and his heart was about to explode.

——Lily sacrificed herself to save her son's life, but she didn't expect this idiot to be so careless about her own life.

"It's okay, Snape, Quirrell already knew that you were secretly protecting Harry, maybe he's still glad he didn't get hit by you head-on, and revealed his true colors?"

"And to my surprise, it was Quirrell who wanted to drink the blood of the unicorn. It seems that the connection between Voldemort and Quirrell is closer than I thought..." Dumbledore said a little to himself.

"Really, do we have to let Harry and Black... Quirrell confront each other head-on?... But..." Snape originally wanted to say the Dark Lord, but when he saw Firenze approaching, he immediately changed his words.

"The stage has been set...and Harry's fate will surely begin to turn as prophesied..."

Dumbledore approached Firenze.

"You helped Harry and the others fight against the evil Dark Lord and his minions, and I will let you meet that little wizard...Why do you have to meet a first-year little wizard?" Dumbledore asked Firenze, "By the way, what's the name of that little wizard?"

"McGuffin! MacGuffin Albert!"

Firenze replied without any hesitation, as if the name had echoed in his heart thousands of times.

(End of this chapter)