HP: Embrace the Darkness

Professor McGonagall's first experience acting was particularly smooth.

As long as she sees Snape's dark face, she will reflexively enter the calf-protecting mode.

No need to act, just show your true feelings directly.

That feeling was like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth - the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Voldemort was not used to this kind of verbal struggle and lost the opportunity.

For the first time, the Head of Slytherin did not speak to the Head of Gryffindor and was forced to give up the use of the Quidditch pitch.

Lasts for one week.

According to the young wizard who was present at the time, the old bat's expression could rival that of Black Lake.

Voldemort was an extremely proud and vengeful man. After he stumbled upon Professor McGonagall, he added a smaller goal after the big goal of killing Dumbledore - to defeat Professor McGonagall.

Today, Hogwarts welcomes Saturday.

At four o'clock in the morning, with the first light shining in the sky, Voldemort walked out of the cellar wearing a large black robe.

It was still early, and Hogwarts was at its quietest moment. There were no young wizards trying to wander at night, nor students and professors traveling through the castle for classes. The portrait that was most likely to reveal its whereabouts was still sleeping.

He walked away feeling relieved.

Voldemort went all the way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest and dived into this restricted area for students.

On the other side, there is another figure.

Aces sent a message to Draco early, telling him that Voldemort, who was now in Hogwarts after drinking Polyjuice Potion, asked him to pay attention to his safety.

At the end of the letter, Asseth left a message, reminding Draco to go to the Forbidden Forest to inform the unicorns.

Although Draco was scared, the thought of him being at Hogwarts, surrounded by professors, made him less scared.

However, Slytherin's caution still allowed him to recruit a large group of Slytherin snakes, who would go to and from get out of class together every day and never leave alone.

While protecting himself, Draco did not forget Asseth's instructions, and as soon as he spared time, he put on the Disillusionment Curse and headed to the Forbidden Forest.

The sky was getting brighter, and the sneaky figure finally arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

The disillusionment spell faded away, revealing the platinum blonde hair that was particularly conspicuous in the dim environment.

It was Draco who was about to enter the Forbidden Forest.

When Draco came to the Forbidden Forest, he didn't go in immediately. Instead, he searched on the ground around him.

The morning dew was heavy, and the wet soil easily left footprints. Next to a big tree, Draco found a string of footprints.

He reached out and touched it.

The soil around the edges of the footprints was still wet, and the person who left these footprints had just walked past.

The two days when a professor and his students have the most free time are weekends.

Draco knew this well, so it wasn't a surprise. He was just glad that he had brought all his belongings with him before coming in just in case.

Touching the badge in his pocket, Draco felt a lot more at ease and tiptoed toward the Forbidden Forest along the path that Aces had left before.

The direction of the path is exactly opposite to that of Voldemort's footprints.

It was not easy to find the Acromantula's lair in such a large Forbidden Forest. Voldemort groped forward based on the information he had overheard before.

The Forbidden Forest is full of dense plants, and the sunlight can hardly penetrate the shade of the leaves. This makes Voldemort recall some not-so-good memories, and his movements of waving his wand become particularly violent.

Along the way, every living thing in sight died under his wand.

Half an hour passed, the sky was completely lit up, but Voldemort's progress still stayed at the same place.

Not to mention the Acromantula, he didn't even see an ordinary spider.

He even suspected that spiders were extinct.

Contrary to him, Draco's progress was very smooth. At this time, he was sleeping comfortably among the unicorns, tasting the fruits sent by the unicorns, and waiting for the end of the discussion between Cynthia and Zafar.

The two unicorns murmured for a long time, and finally reached a consensus - to activate the magic circle.

Zafar went to prepare, and Cynthia looked back to find Draco and tell him the results of the discussion.

But it looked around and couldn't see the platinum hair. Finally, it had no choice but to stop a little unicorn.

"Where's Draco?"

The little unicorn ran to the foot of a tree and pointed with its horn at the middle of a pile of unicorns.

Cynthia walked over and took a look, only to find that Draco had fallen asleep between two large unicorns at some point.

The unicorn, who was pillowed by Draco, saw Cynthia arriving and quickly wanted to get up.

Cynthia stopped it.

"No need to get up, Draco is tired, let him rest for a while, I will take him back later."

After saying that, it also lay down next to it, closed its eyes and rested, waiting for Draco to wake up.

Draco had a very comfortable sleep.

When he was in the dormitory, he was always worried that Voldemort would suddenly appear, and he was always vigilant when sleeping. He was woken up by some strange movements several times. After one or two times, he could hardly sleep at night.

That is to say, in the Forbidden Forest, with the care of the unicorn, he could sleep peacefully.

Draco affectionately touched the unicorn that he had used as a pillow for most of the day, "Thank you, as you said, this was a good dream."

The unicorn stood up, gently pushed Draco to his feet with his hornless profile, and pushed him in front of Cynthia.

Draco waved his hand, "Cynthia, have you finished discussing it?"

"The discussion is over." Cynthia stepped forward and rubbed Draco's face, "We will activate the magic circle left by Aces. If you are in danger, you can teleport directly to us through Estela."

Then doesn’t he have an extra layer of protection?

Draco laughed happily, but then became a little worried, "But my magic power can't support such long-distance teleportation."

Cynthia took two steps calmly, "You don't have magic power, but Estella does. We will teach it how to use magic power to bring you around. You just need to remember to summon Estella at critical moments. "

Estela, who was having fun in the distance, seemed to hear someone or some beast calling her name. She pushed away the unicorn playing with it and rushed over like a cannonball, "What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong with calling Estella?"

Cynthia was not angry and turned her body sideways to block Estela's impact, then lowered her head to hit it.

"You, please do things more carefully and don't be so rash."

Estella shook her head, not taking Cynthia's advice seriously at all.

"Oh, I understand. Chief, please tell me, what are you calling me for?"

Cynthia had no choice but to tell the whole story again, break it into pieces, crush it and tell Estela what to do.

Estella was nonchalant when she first heard about the magic circle, but when she heard that Draco's life was at stake, she immediately became serious and listened intently.

Not afraid of running out of time on the weekend, Draco found a place to sit down and watch how Cynthia taught the children.

Another half hour later, Estella had already learned the magic taught by Cynthia, dragging Draco to play, running from here to here happily, and then used magic to pull Draco over after he had just sat down to rest.

Draco didn't take a single step, but ran all over the Unicorn Valley. He was often moved away by Estella's magic not long after he sat down.

When Cynthia saw that Estella could be trained on her proficiency, she didn't stop her. She even brought a group of unicorns to watch, putting some pressure on Estella, which was also considered a different kind of supervision.