HP: What if a time traveler went to Hogwarts?

It was dark, and their robes were black, and Shimer and Tom put their hats on so that they looked like ghosts walking in the night.

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, many unknown animals can be heard howling deep in the Forbidden Forest. Shimaier shook uncontrollably, and when Tom saw her like this, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you scared?"

"I was just wondering if I have found a friend with insomnia, but it is still a bit difficult to become a friend with these animals," Shimaier said not to be outdone. "I have seen something scarier than this!"

"Oh, where did you see it?" Tom asked, staring at Shimaier. Shimaier realized his mistake and could only whisper, "In the book!"

Tom stopped talking and skillfully led Shimaier to a small road.

"Are we really going to take the small road?" Shimaier asked worriedly. The terrifying atmosphere of the Forbidden Forest at night was indeed full.

Tom nodded, "Just take a look outside the Forbidden Forest today and just follow me."

"Haha, it's you, Tom. You treat the Forbidden Forest as your own back garden. Haha," Shimaier laughed twice, with a very stiff smile.

The path was very rugged, and they walked hard along the path. "Tom, this road is so difficult, why did you come here before?" Shimaier pushed the branches to prevent them from scratching themselves.

"Sleepwalking." Tom obviously didn't want to tell her.

Shimaier was interested in a towering tree. "Tom, let's climb up."

"I'm not a monkey." Tom just said this, but Shimaier took action. "I am a monkey." She climbed up using her hands and feet. The weather in October was just right. After climbing for a long time, she finally climbed to a platform with thick branches. .

"Tom, come up!" Shimaier gasped and shouted to Tom below, holding his waist.

Tom hesitated before starting to climb.

Shimaier didn't expect that Tom would really do this. After all, it was funny to climb a tree. Shimaier thought that Tom would not do such a thing.

They were at least dozens of meters away from the ground now. From here, they could still see the North Tower of Hogwarts Castle, and the surrounding landscape was unobstructed. Shimael even saw centaurs running in the forest.

"Do centaurs still have the habit of running at night?" Shimaier looked at the group of centaurs with interest, many of them carrying bows and arrows on their backs.

"A bunch of self-righteous and difficult guys to get along with." Tom commented simply and horribly.

"How do you know? I read in the book that centaurs are very talented in astrology." Then Shimaier saw a silver-white horse from the other side of the Forbidden Forest. "Tom! That's a unicorn!" There’s even a unicorn in Hogwarts!”

Shimaier jumped down from the branch and cast a buffering spell to prevent herself from being smashed into a pulp. She shouted to Tom in the book, "Come down, I will catch you!"

Tom himself jumped down. "I don't need it. People who know magic will not let themselves die so easily."

Shimaier knew that he might be talking about his mother, so he took Tom's hand and changed the subject and said, "Let's go! Let's go find the unicorn!"

Shimaier pulled Tom excitedly through the Forbidden Forest. She had become accustomed to the terrifying roars that came from the depths of the Forbidden Forest from time to time, and the fluorescent flashes from the two wands illuminated the surroundings.

Suddenly, Shimaier discovered silver-white blood on a branch. "Unicorn's blood," Tom glanced at Shimaier and said, then took out a small glass bottle from his robe and carefully collected the unicorn's blood.

"What are you doing?" Shimaier asked in confusion. "Unicorn blood is very precious. I learned from Professor Slughorn to carry a small bottle with me." Tom carefully placed the small bottle filled with unicorn blood.

"We should go find it. It looks like it was scratched by a sharp branch." Shimaier said excitedly. "If I save it, will it let me ride it? It's a silver-white unicorn." , I feel like a princess when I ride on it!”

"Haven't you played enough of the princess game with Greengrass?" Tom looked at Shimaier speechlessly. "A unicorn is not easily hurt. At the same time, a unicorn is very fragile and its wounds are irreversible. It can only bleed to death." .”

"Then you don't want to get more unicorn blood?" Shimaier asked tentatively. She really wanted to see a living unicorn.

There are dots of blood on the road, and the wounds should be very small, but the unicorn does not have the ability to repair itself. If it is injured, it will die, but its blood can be used to extend human life. Shimaier finds it ironic. If a person wants to survive with the blood of a unicorn, he must kill a unicorn. It is not known whether he is lucky or unlucky to have such an ability.

Tom nodded and followed Shimael along the blood trail to the depths of the Forbidden Forest. Unconsciously, the surroundings became darker, and there were not only the sounds of animals but also the sound of wind blowing in my ears. The silver-white blood stains became more and more obvious in the pure black night.

Beside a stream, Shimael and Tom finally saw the unicorn - it was leaning down by the stream to drink water, its slender neck extended gracefully to the water, its temples were smooth and neat, and it was as white as pearls. Same.

There was just a small wound on its right hind leg, and a little blood would ooze out and drip on the ground from time to time.

Semmel and Tom just stood there and looked at it. Semmel was fascinated, and the unicorn also raised his head to look at them and tilted his head.

Shimael took a step towards the unicorn, and the unicorn blinked at him. Shimaier saw that it did not resist his approach and took two steps forward.

After getting closer to the unicorn, Shimaier found that the unicorn seemed to be emitting moonlight. The unicorn also took two steps closer to Shimaier, and its tail behind it kept swaying and flapping.

Shimaier stretched out his hand to touch the unicorn. When he got closer to it, he found that the ring on his hand seemed to be redder. Before Shimaier could take a closer look, the unicorn took the initiative and pressed its face against Shimaier's hand.

"So good, so good." Shimaier stroked the unicorn's face and quietly touched his horn. The unicorn closed its eyes and rubbed Shimael's palm.

"Can I ride you?" Shimaier asked the unicorn. The unicorn raised its front legs to show that it was okay, but the wound on its hind legs staggered it.

It leaned down to make it easier for Shimaier to climb up its back, but Shimaier climbed up neatly.

"Tom, do you want to come up?" Shimaier felt his mood improved as he sat on the unicorn's horse. As soon as Tom took a step forward, the unicorn took a step back.

Shimaier was frightened by the sudden retreat and almost fell off his horse, but he hugged the unicorn's neck tightly to prevent him from falling.

"What's wrong, little unicorn?" Shimaier comforted the unicorn along its smooth hair, while the unicorn just looked at Tom warily.

Tom didn't take another step forward, and just said to Shimaier, "It won't let me pass. I'll wait for you here."

Shimael lowered his body and whispered in the unicorn's ear, "He is my friend. Please take us out of the Forbidden Forest. We are lost." Maybe the unicorn understands the words because it understands humans. It hesitated for a moment and still Carrying Shimaier came to Tom's side. Although the unicorn was still scratching the soil with its hooves uneasily, it still made no unnecessary movements.

"Hold me, Tom." Shimeier held out his hand to Tom. Tom also grabbed Shimaier.

Semmel rode the unicorn, and Tom held Semmel beside him.

"Tom, we act like I am the princess and you are my knight." Shimaier smiled tremblingly on the back of the unicorn.

, Tom just silently led Shimaier on the rugged path.

After walking out of the Forbidden Forest, Shimael jumped off the unicorn's back. The unicorn could not get out of the Forbidden Forest. Shimaier looked at the blood that occasionally seeped out from small wounds and said, "Maybe it won't die."

"The smell of blood on its body will attract other creatures, such as werewolves." Tom stood two steps away from the unicorn, and Shimaier stroked the unicorn's hair with his hand for the last time, his eyes full of pity. .

Destiny is irreversible, life and death are irreversible.

The unicorn returned to the forbidden forest again.

"Where should we go next? Go back to the castle? Take the secret passage?" Shimaier couldn't see the unicorn until he could no longer see it, and then he collected himself and asked Tom.

"I don't." Tom remembered the passage just now and firmly refused.

"Okay, then we can't go to the castle now. Let's go to the Black Lake." Shimaier looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky. It was estimated that it was only one or two o'clock in the morning. "The night is still very long."

Tom nodded, and they walked towards the Black Lake again. Shimaier deliberately walked slowly, enjoying the cool evening breeze of late autumn and the time spent walking with Tom.

They sat under a big tree by the black lake, and Shimeier remembered that they had quarreled with Tom since the last time he came here.

Together they looked at the sparkling black lake, the reflection of the moonlight rippling on the lake. This was a rare tranquility in Hogwarts.

"Tom, will you still remember this crazy night after many years?" Shimaier looked at Tom, and Tom's eyes looked blurred under the moonlight.

He was silent for a while, and then said "Maybe" in a voice with a personality that could confuse everyone.

"I hope you remember, because I think this night is quite beautiful, and there should be some beautiful things in your life." Shimaier lay on the grass and looked at the moon in the sky, feeling sleepy and unstoppable. She put her hands on her chest and closed her eyes and said, "Tom, look, I look like I'm dead."

"Nonsense." Tom didn't lie down, but just raised his head and looked at the moon. He didn't know who he was talking to and said, "You are a wizard, how could you die so easily."

"Well, death will never find me." Shimaier's brain was too sleepy to think, and she vaguely said this last sentence before going to sleep, although she might not remember it.