Ashes of Hogwarts

People's joys and sorrows are not connected with each other. I just think they are noisy.

It was late at night, but the little wizards did not fall asleep so quickly.The lively atmosphere of the beginning of the school year enveloped Hogwarts, making Quirrell's loneliness even more apparent.

He looked up at the night sky. Under the pitch-black night, a crow screamed and flew by, which made him feel depressed.

What a freezing night.

Quirrell tightened his black robe tightly, trying to stop himself from shivering from the cold.

In order not to attract the attention of the professors, he only cast a Disappearance Charm, then bypassed the patrolling Filch, slipped out through a secret passage he discovered when he was at school, walked through the grass, and headed towards the dark Forbidden Forest. Run.

Then he stopped. Orange sunlight was still scattered in Hagrid's room, and he could hear the rough laughter of the two men inside from a distance.

gas!shake!cold!

When can the mount stand up?I, Quirrell, trusted you unreservedly. I believed your lies and risked my life to get discovered in the middle of the night to help you get unicorn blood. In the end, you turned out to be a bastard.

The ministers and others are about to fight to the death, why did your majesty surrender so early?

However, he was only stunned for a short while. Voldemort's condition was too bad. If he didn't drink the unicorn's blood as soon as possible, he might not be able to survive this week.

At that time, we will still talk about the magic stone and eternal life.

It's all bullshit!

With this thought, Quirrell carefully avoided Hagrid's hut. He was sure that the wizard named Ash was also there, because the light coming from the house made him feel very uncomfortable.

He entered the Forbidden Forest and then disappeared into the vast woods.

Under the night, a crow with scarlet eyes suddenly flew out of Hagrid's house and merged with the night.

Quirrell's pace was not fast. He put all his energy into searching the surrounding scene, and while searching for the unicorn, he had to be careful not to attract the attention of the centaurs.Hagrid was not asleep yet. If he had any conflict with the centaurs, he would definitely be discovered.

After nearly three hours of walking and searching, he finally came to a lake reflecting the starlight.

Who knows how the starlight is reflected in the dark night.

However, this issue was obviously not within Quirrell's consideration. He hid behind a thick tree, like a seasoned hunter.

He is observing his target.

As 5X level magical creatures, although unicorns cannot cast magic, their magic resistance is surprisingly strong and they are extremely fast. Ordinary wizards cannot hit them at all.

There were only three unicorns drinking water by the lake, two snow-white adult unicorns, and a developing unicorn with a small horn visible to the naked eye.

The effect in the juvenile stage is too weak and cannot be used in adults.So Quirrell naturally chose the developing unicorn.

After drinking the water, the three unicorns left the lake.

Quirrell followed the little unicorn from a distance. He stared at it closely, watching it jump and dance like an antelope.

There is peace in the Forbidden Forest, and the harmony and beauty of nature are fully displayed at this moment.

Until a burst of fire lit up.

The sudden explosion frightened the little unicorn. It tried its best to dodge, but it was too late and it was hit in the right leg.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Quirrell shouted the blasting spell, and bright fire exploded like fireworks in front of his wand.

The little unicorn wailed and fell to the ground, silver blood flowing down its injured thigh, and Quirrell's indifferent face appeared in his dull eyes.

He succeeded, he captured a unicorn alive.

The little unicorn's wail gradually decreased, and it could feel the passage of its life.

Just in case, Quirrell decided to add a death curse.

"Avada..."

"Ah, sir!" A roar came from behind, and Quirrell turned around in horror.

But he was too late, the man was reflected in the little unicorn's godless eyes.

A man in black wizard robes swung a huge mallet and hit the dark wizard hard, knocking him out more than ten meters.

The man ignored the dark wizard who flew out. He bent down to check the unicorn's injuries. If nothing else, it was hopeless.

The unicorn's twitching body gradually stopped, and a pure tear was about to fall from the corner of its eye.

Pulling out the cork, Ash poured a bottle of 'Goddess' Blessing' into the unicorn's mouth.

Soon, the little unicorn started jumping around again. Its injuries were completely healed, its fur was whiter, and part of the horn on its head had grown.

It climbed up, rubbed Ash's robe intimately, and then dropped the unshed tears from the corner of its eyes into the bottle that had been drained.

Behind him, Hagrid's rough voice sounded: "Ash, where are you?"

Ash released a Shine of Light, and Hagrid quickly found them following the ball of light above Ash's head.

Hagrid was shocked when he saw the scene.

"Merlin's beard, what the hell happened."

The ground was covered with silver blood, and Hagrid recognized it as unicorn blood at a glance.

"Is there a unicorn captured by a dark wizard? We must prevent them from causing more harm to the unicorn. I will chase it immediately, and you can inform Professor Dumbledore."

As he said that, Hagrid was about to chase after him. His face was filled with evil spirits, like an angry giant.

Fortunately, Ash stopped him and patted his waist to tell him that the one next to him was the prey that had almost been killed.Hagrid then noticed the bottle in Ash's hand.

"Is this your unique and magical potion? It's such a pure and sacred breath, it smells like the tears of a unicorn before it dies??!!"

"As you can imagine," Ash shrugged, "I saved it, and it left its tears for me, although I don't know what the use is."

Hagrid looked at Ash with disbelief. He waved his little umbrella and put the unicorn blood on the ground into the small bottle he carried with him, and then handed the small bottle to Ash.

"The unicorn is a symbol of holiness, and its blood can restore a person's physical strength - although such a person will be ruthlessly cursed, it is nothing compared to the unicorn's tears." Hagrid said seriously. : “If a unicorn is willing to give its tears to a wizard, it proves that the wizard has gained the friendship of the unicorn. After drinking it, he can break away from the shackles of all curses and become a holy life again. "

"It's so powerful!"

Ash corked the bottle with a pop, and carefully put the bottle of tears and the bottle of unicorn blood into his backpack.

This thing is useful, very useful, it's not worth his special trip tonight.

Asking Hagrid to take the little unicorn back to his tribe, Ash prepared to capture Quirrell—to be precise, Tom Riddle.

Before leaving, the little unicorn reluctantly licked the palm of Ash's hand. This feeling reminded Ash of Hedwig. Although this guy felt comfortable, should he keep another unicorn?

Thinking this, Ash chased in the direction where the dark wizard disappeared.

At least half of Mr. Mount's bones were broken by Ash's stick, and he couldn't run far even with magic.

"Little Tom, I'm coming!"

"Come on, let me be healthy!"