Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

The Dark Lord and his giant snake called Nagini.

That guy is here after all!

This was Mochir's first thought.

But he did not tell Tonks and Hagrid this, he only shared his findings and speculations on the unicorn corpse.

Tonks had discovered this before, and she wanted to hear Moqil say something different, especially the things that remained in the memory fragments.

Moqil understood what she meant. He gently stroked Tia's head, and the magic power flowed down his arm.

The next moment, his eyes narrowed, which was a sign that he was deep in thought.

The child's soul... was cut open like a piece of cake. The cut was so smooth that Mochir had only seen it on the dead Quirrell.

Most of the "cakes" were eaten by people, and these souls combined with the blood of unicorns formed a natural potion. Moqier guessed that this would have a good effect on people whose souls were hurt. , but the premise is that the user must also accept the curse of the unicorn.

After a long time, Moqier recovered from his contemplation.

He used his wand to pick out two crystal-clear memories from his head, which were the last bits of Tia's soul fragment. Mochir made two copies of them and gave them to Tonks and Hagrid respectively.

If you don't need to be immersed in the scene and just want to know the content, you don't need a rare alchemy artifact like a pensieve. You can just watch it.

The 11.5-foot tall man burst into tears, and Tonks' brows furrowed tightly.

This remaining memory does not contain the figure of the murderer who hurt it, but the little unicorn lying next to its mother, calling out loudly, trying to wake up the mother who had lost all her blood and was cold all over. He looked so weak and helpless in the vast forest, like a little beast abandoned by the whole world.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The figure that blocked the darkness for it has fallen. Facing the engulfment of darkness, it can only helplessly accept the arrival of the devil.

"Tia is still so young." Hagrid choked as he said, "What on earth could hurt her? She is still so young..."

Mochir noticed that Hagrid used she instead of it when calling the unicorn. This kind-hearted hybrid giant really regarded the little unicorn as a life that existed equally with him.

There is nothing wrong with this. The intelligence of adult unicorns is very high, even as high as that of a 17 or 18-year-old adult with mature thinking. Apart from being a little naive, they are able to think independently on almost all problems they encounter.

In today's world with clear humane and ethical rules, killing a creature with such a high degree of intelligence and her child is almost equal to murdering a wizard. Azkaban was captured for more than twenty years. It's definitely impossible to run away.

"Didn't you see the murderer?" Tonks looked at Moqil and shook her head, speaking out her analysis, "I had thought before that the child's mother had also been harmed, and now it's confirmed. But it's not a vampire, either. The traps set by the goblins or wizards were very clever, and the two unicorns were killed neatly. From this angle, they were killed almost instantly. But I don’t understand why the other party was hurting these two unicorns. Why did the horned beast only suck their blood and not be interested in their fur or horns at all? We don’t even understand the other party’s motives.”

Hagrid quickly buried Tia's body. He didn't stop, but dug a bigger hole next to it, which was obviously prepared for Tia's mother.

Seeing Hagrid's extremely sad look, Mochir couldn't hold it back and comforted him: "We will catch that person."

He didn't know what to say. The little unicorn's fear of the dark, powerlessness, and despair before his death... all these negative emotions were absorbed by him alone. This was definitely not a good experience.

Mochir and Tonks followed Hagrid to bury Tia's mother, but still found nothing about the remaining soul of the big unicorn.

It was already dark when we returned to the castle.

Mochir originally wanted to find Dumbledore. Mr. Principal has done a lot of research on the blood of magical creatures. The most famous one is the twelve uses of dragon blood he discovered, including the preparation of age-increasing potions and immortality. Elixirs, antidotes, beauty potions, blood tonics, scabies potions, hearth cleaners, disguised human blood, etc.

But unfortunately Dumbledore was not at school. The dark wizard caught in Gringotts was finally going to be tried. Dumbledore needed to fulfill his duties as the chief wizard of the Wizengamot.

There was no other way, so the two simply told Professor McGonagall about the matter, and accompanied by Professor McGonagall, they came to Professor Snape's office together.

Study black magic, brew potions, invent spells...

Take a look at the three favorite hobbies of this greasy professor and connect them together. No one can think of anything good.

In fact, Professor Snape has not produced much in recent years. It is obvious that there is a woman in his heart who cannot be loved, and he cannot do research well.

In recent years, his reputation as a master of potions has long been covered up by others, but being out of the forefront of research does not mean that he is incapable.

After hearing what happened, Professor Snape was silent for a while. As he thought about it, his hair still shone under the dark light, but I have to say that this did give people an inscrutable feeling. Feel.

After a long time, he slowly spoke out his judgment: "We only know that unicorn horns can be ground into powder to treat heart diseases, and can also be used to brew special antidotes, and the hair on their bodies is rich in magic power. Able to make magic props, such as the wand made by Mr. Ollivander." He finally raised his head, his eyes glowing with a burning light that made people uncomfortable, "But no one has paid attention to the blood of unicorns. A blank study.”

He thought and murmured: "Perhaps I can consider consulting Professor Kettleburn."

Feeling Snape's probing gaze, Mochir quietly stepped back half a position, retreating from Professor McGonagall to behind her and Tonks, trying her best to reduce her presence.

He knew what Professor Snape was planning, and he didn't want to have anything to do with this dangerous research.

unicorn……

Nowadays, most research on unicorns uses unicorn horns left over from the past, and unicorn hair basically falls off naturally. Who would be free to try to draw unicorn blood? Will be cursed?

Professor Snape doesn't really think that no one has thought of this idea for so many years, but if he does, he will probably be tortured by the curse or die directly.

Although as arrogant as the Half-Blood Prince, he wanted to find someone to form a team to share the risk before he dared to download this dungeon, and the old professor he wanted to find, who only had one and a half limbs, was probably also very interested in this topic. But Moqier stayed away from this kind of research.

Researchers are all very precious about their lives, not to mention that Moqil is still the best among those who cherish their lives. He still wants to keep his useful body to promote the more important process of magic research, right?

How could he let Snape plan to be a guinea pig charging on the road of scientific research?

Professor, we don’t have a date!