Snakes at Hogwarts

Led by Hagrid, the group walked along the edge of the forest for a few minutes and soon came to the entrance of a winding path.

This was a path hidden in the dense forest. When Hagrid, who was walking in front, raised the lantern in his hand, Andros and his party could vaguely see a path that had been stepped on by someone's feet through the dim light.

Looking at the dark entrance, several young wizards, including Andros, swallowed involuntarily.

Although Hagrid promised that there would be no problem as long as he was around, this was the Forbidden Forest after all!

There are so many terrifying legends about this vast forest. Just recalling a few is enough to make their legs feel weak.

"Sir, what is the mission of our trip?" Standing at the entrance of the path, Andros couldn't help but ask.

"Don't be so harsh, Ender, just call me Hagrid like they do."

Hagrid waved his hand. Although he said so, judging from the corners of his mouth that turned up from time to time, he was obviously very satisfied with Andros' politeness.

"Don't be nervous. Your mission is very simple. Just patrol with me along the outermost area of ​​the Forbidden Forest."

Just patrolling the Forbidden Forest?

That didn't sound bad, and Andros breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that his guess was correct. At this point in time, Voldemort had not yet launched a frantic attack on those unicorns.

In this case, maybe we won’t encounter the mysterious person at all on this trip.

"Is there anything strange in the Forbidden Forest recently, Hagrid?" Andros continued to ask.

"I mean, is there anything different during this time than usual?"

"Well, if I must say, something has been wrong recently." Hagrid frowned, his black hair and beard on his big, rough face were messy, almost tangled together.

"Many creatures have left their original habitats, which has made this forest very chaotic recently. Every day, magical creatures fight for territory." Hagrid scratched his beard in distress.

"In order to prevent the creatures in the forest from rushing out, my workload has at least doubled compared to before, especially those unicorns. They are like crazy and have to move to a new place almost every day. It felt, like, like.”

"It's like running for your life, right?" Andros couldn't help interrupting Hagrid.

"Or are you avoiding something?"

"That's right, Ender, run for your life! It's like something is chasing those unicorns. This is also our mission today, to find out as much as possible what is causing trouble in the woods."

Andros tightened his robe. Combining his familiarity with the plot and his own inference, he had almost figured out the current situation in the forest.

Although Voldemort hasn't started hunting those unicorns yet.

However, he may have controlled Quirrell's visit to the forest.

That's why those animals run around.

Animals often sense danger ahead of humans.

Especially those unicorns, they can tell whether a person is good or evil, and their perception is quite powerful.

And Voldemort, even if he is not the incarnation of evil, has absolutely nothing to do with kindness.

Still need to be more careful, the mysterious person might be in the woods.

Thinking of this, Andros took out the wand from the inner pocket of his robe, and then held it tightly in his hand.

Whatever the case may be, you can never go wrong with caution.

"But Hagrid, what should we do if that thing finds us too?"

Hearing Hagrid talk about how things were not peaceful in the woods recently, the courage Ron finally summoned disappeared.

"What if, what if it attacks us?" he asked stammering.

"Don't worry, as long as you are with me and Yaya, nothing will hurt you." Hagrid vowed.

"Woof~woof~woof!"

Hearing someone calling his name, the listless black hound lying on the ground next to Hagrid suddenly became excited. It barked enthusiastically a few times, and then fluttered around Hagrid.

This hound named Fang has a pair of fangs that fit its name very well, which makes it look very ferocious.

But Andros, who is familiar with the plot, knows that this guy is just a coward who is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

"Okay, okay, don't get your saliva on my hands again, you bad guy!" After giving Yaya a lesson, Hagrid turned around and looked at Andros and his group.

"Let's set off now. We've been delayed for too long. Everyone, follow me closely and don't get lost. If you are really lost, use your wand to send a signal. You should have learned this spell in class, right?"

Andros nodded. What Hagrid said was a very simple spell that could emit bright red sparks from the tip of the wand.

They learned this spell in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the person who taught them this spell was Quirrell.

I have to say, this is somewhat ironic.

They briefly reviewed the basic spell, and then walked along the winding path under the leadership of Hagrid.

The path was wide, of course, for a little wizard like Andros, and for Hagrid, it was just barely walkable.

From time to time, his moleskin coat, size xxxxxxxl, would scrape the branches extending out by the roadside, causing a series of rustling sounds.

I started exploring the Forbidden Forest in October. I think I am ahead of the curve among the vast number of fellow travelers.

Andros thought as he stared at the dark forest on both sides.

His mentality is already very good, and he still has the heart to make such a joke at this time.

To be honest, Andros was no stranger to the forest, as he had spent a considerable amount of his life living in the forest.

His secret stronghold was also built in dense woods.

Andros has encountered this kind of woods shrouded in darkness more than once.

"Fluorescence."

Along with the clear sound of the spell, the wand in Andros' hand lit up with a dazzling silver light, illuminating the woods on both sides.

Seeing this scene, Harry and Ron also hurriedly took out their wands and imitated Andros and chanted the spell.

However, their wands only emitted a weak light. It did not look like a lighting spell, but rather like a small flame that was constantly swaying in the wind and could be extinguished at any time.

This substantial gap made Harry and Ron's cheeks turn red.

Even if it is no longer