[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

After that, even though Hagrid was reluctant to part, Norbert was sent away by Dumbledore.

The old principal looked at Harry with a complicated expression, but in the end he just patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Good job."

Perhaps Dumbledore has already had suspicions in his heart, and Harry's performance is so good that it is difficult for people to guard against it-but more, Dumbledore still believes in his own judgment, Harry is different from Tom, at least his I left a piece of warmth in my heart for my friends.

Professor McGonagall was very angry. Hagrid not only brought the dragon into the school under her nose, but also almost hurt four students.What was even more annoying was that instead of staying in their dormitory at night, the four first-year freshmen were here watching dragons—dragons!

Are they not afraid of getting hurt? !

The furious Professor McGonagall deducted fifty points from each of them, exactly four colleges—so when the students woke up the next day and saw that the hourglass had dropped, they thought it was something wrong with the hourglass, so why did they lose five points in one breath? How about ten?

After inquiring, I realized that someone had gone on a night tour.

No one cares about scores, anyway, everyone is the same now.What they care about is why a Gryffindor, a Slytherin, a Hufflepuff and a Raventlaw can go on a night tour together!This is almost catching up with the once-in-a-century Hogwarts spectacle!

Yingyuan thinks highly of itself and doesn't like to be with Badger.The snake and the lion are irreconcilable enemies. If they meet, won't they fight?

On this point, maybe I really have to ask the four people who are traveling at night.

As the exam week approached, Hermione dragged them into the busy review.In a corner of the library, students can often see this cross-school combination, but Slytherin is the only one missing.

Harry looked lost and worried, and Draco never walked with them again after what happened that night.The little platinum nobleman is not an idiot, he knew the source of this incident with a little thought.It's a pity that he got into the circle without knowing it, and forgot all the years of education. If... Draco didn't dare to think about the consequences-this lesson is really embarrassing!

Then, one fine morning, they received a confinement notice from Professor McGonagall.

Harry had never been able to figure out why they were being sent to the Forbidden Forest, but anyway, what was due had to come.

At eleven o'clock that night, Harry said goodbye to his roommates and went up to the hall.Filch and his cat were already waiting there - when Draco arrived, the old warden, holding a lamp, led them to the edge of the Forbidden Forest to meet Hagrid.

"Hurry up, we have to go—to the Forbidden Forest." Hagrid shouted at them, holding Fang with his large crossbow on his back and his quiver slung over his shoulder.

Hearing this, Draco stopped abruptly.

"You can't!" he said. "It's dangerous in there. You can't let us in."

"That's only your own fault," Filch said, his voice cheerful. "Before you cause trouble, you should have thought of the consequences. You deserve them."

After all, he took his cat and even the rickety oil lamp and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Hagrid confessed a few things, mainly about the injured unicorn.Then they split into two groups - Ron and Hermione with Hagrid, and Harry and Draco with Fang in the other direction.

***

The Forbidden Forest was dark and silent.From time to time, a ray of moonlight sprinkled from among the branches, illuminating the silver-blue blood stains on the fallen leaves.

"Could it be a werewolf?" Draco said, looking around warily.

Harry stretched out his hand. He knew that Slytherin was afraid, so he held his hand tightly and reassured, "There will be no werewolves."

"How are you sure?" Draco asked again.

"Because it's not a full moon tonight," said Harry, "and they can control themselves when it's not a full moon."

Harry's words had some effect, but obviously still couldn't calm Draco's fear.So the Slytherin has been letting him hold his hand, followed Fang, along the road along the moss-covered stump.

I don't know how long I walked, it was about half an hour.The path in front of them has gradually disappeared, the trees have become extremely lush, and they have reached the interior of the deep forest.And Harry heard it too, the sound of gurgling water.

It was here that the blood thickened near the stream.They quickened their pace, through the silvery-blue blood-stained bushes—a clearing ahead could be seen through the tangled branches of an ancient oak.

"Look—" Draco said, seeing the creature right away.

Its whole body is shining like a white pearl.His limbs were bent, and his head was limply on the dark fallen leaves.There was a big mouth in its neck, and the silver-blue blood was dripping from it.

But fortunately, this beautiful creature is not dead, at least there is still a chance of redemption.

Draco fired a signal firework into the sky, and Harry knelt before the unicorn.He was chanting words, and as the spell was cast, the fatal opening was rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.Harry fed it a few more bottles of prepared potions. He didn't know if it could be revived, but he had tried his best.

"What did you do?" Draco wondered at Hufflepuff's spell.

Harry was about to get up to answer, but was suddenly stopped by a rustling sound.From the bushes on one side, a hooded figure climbed out, slowly crawling on the ground, like a beast approaching.

Disgusting and scary!

Draco stood there dumbfounded, it was hard not to keep from screaming.Although Lucius was very strict with his education, Draco was well protected from childhood to adulthood.

This is the first time he has faced this situation directly, and his sensitivity to crises made him understand that he is facing an unprecedented threat.

"Go!" Harry pushed him away, raising his wand high. With a sound of "嗞", a dazzling red light burst out from inside, rolling up the air in the dark night, making a piercing friction sound.

The blow hit nothing, and Harry had to turn around. He stood in front of Draco and quickly shouted, "Go!"

"Bo-Potter." Draco stammered, looking at the thin figure standing in front of him, and then at the monster lying beside him.Then he went up—even though his hand was shaking with his wand, even though all the commandments told him that it was unreasonable to do so—you should avoid danger, it may kill you!

Potter is very strong, you don't need to stay here, you might just get in the way!

Where has all the Slytherin education gone!You're fucking like a Gryffindor now!

No matter how fast Draco's mind was convincing himself, he still did it - stayed.

Harry gave him a helpless look, and after just that one look, he immediately turned his head away.

Maybe his current strength is not enough to fight against Voldemort, but now he has a mission, which is to hold his back no matter what - until that day, he waits for Draco to fight by his side!

Harry cast a few more spells, but Quirrell dodged them cunningly.He slid on the ground like a snake, nimble like a loach.This made Harry a little bit strenuous. Not only did he have to protect one person, but he also had to guard against sneak attacks from the enemy from time to time—if he was not careful, he might be bitten.

It wasn't a problem with Harry's control. His body was still small, and even a powerful soul couldn't hold the powerful magic power.This makes Harry's choices limited, as some large-scale magic cannot be issued.

The disadvantages gradually began to become apparent, and Harry was clearly out of magic power.But Hagrid hadn't arrived yet, and it was still quiet in the Forbidden Forest, only the sound of their fighting echoed in the sky.

Another flutter, the spell smacking one side of the stone and sparking.Harry didn't know how long he lasted, it was a long time, but it was only a few minutes - until there was a rush of hooves and the figure of the centaur appeared - Harry knew that they were finally safe.

The centaur with silver temples and platinum hair raised his front hooves high and kicked heavily at the black shadow lying on the ground.The black shadow flashed quickly, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly burrowed into the bushes beside it.

"Are you all right?" the centaur who rescued them asked.

Harry shook his head. "Thank you," he said.

The centaur didn't speak, but instead looked at Harry and Draco with his startlingly blue eyes.His last gaze rested on Harry's scar showing through his bangs.

"This isn't where you should be," he said. "You'd better get back to Hagrid now, the forest isn't safe at this time - there's stuff in here that doesn't belong here. You ride me out Well, I'm Firenze." He bent his front legs and lowered himself so that Harry and Draco climbed onto his back.

"Are you ready?" Firenze said, leaning back suddenly and rushed out into the depths of the woods.As he ran, Harry hugged Draco's waist, lowered his body, and pressed tightly against the centaur's back.

He knew that what happened tonight was a bit overwhelming for Slytherin, so he didn't speak.Draco needs some time to digest, he thought.

The trees moved back quickly, and the centaur led them galloping through the forest for a while, until they stopped at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood does?" Firenze turned his head and said.

"Extend life, don't you?" Harry said, "but most people don't do it, because killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel thing, and from the moment your mouth gets blood, you get An unforgivable curse."

"But if you save it, you'll get a gift from the unicorn."

"Did it come to life?" Harry asked.

"Yes, it will survive," Firenze said, and lowered them to the ground.

The centaur glanced at Harry, "I think you know a lot, but I have to tell you one more thing. A year ago, the sky changed dramatically. It became obscure and we couldn't see it." to the future."

"Can you really see that?" Draco interjected, looking all right now.

Firenze nodded, "Yes, the centaur can do it—but now there are some troubles. But I think this is not a bad thing, because the stars in the sky are still bright, especially the four rising stars, which are particularly dazzling. "

The centaur's words made Draco a little confused, but he obviously had no interest in talking about the fate of the stars.He was in distress and frightened again tonight, and now he is very tired.

Firenze didn't intend to stay longer, and after saying goodbye to them, he turned and walked towards the woods, but he turned back after walking a few steps.

The astonishingly blue eyes stared straight at Harry and Draco, shining with unknown meaning: "Fate and the stars are the most unpredictable things, and even centaurs cannot avoid mistakes. But, I can tell you that the people ahead The road may not be bright, but it is always full of infinite hope." After speaking, Firenze jumped into the forest, only his words echoed in the air accompanied by the sound of horseshoes——

"Watch out for women with silver hair. Good luck, Harry Potter..."

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