young man returning home

Chapter 38 Edge of the Forbidden Forest is the First Encounter

Dark clouds loomed.

Hermione's last resistance angered it, and the old monster began to revenge wildly.

"Let you see what real black magic is!" The monster rolled up its webbed hands, and formed into a ball, setting off a black wind, and the green light was like countless arrows, shooting densely like Hermione.

She closed her eyes, and the god of death waved a sickle and approached her frantically.The blood all over her body rolled up and swelled with tingling pain after another, as if it was about to rush out of her body. Her face was pale, and large drops of sweat were condensed on her forehead, ready to fall.

Draco was knocked away by the power of black magic. He struggled to get up from the ground, but his wand had fallen into the pile of dead leaves and could not be found.

"Unreasonable child!" Lucius angrily hit the thick tree trunk beside him with his fist, "I wasted my heart in vain! I sacrificed Hermione's kindness in vain! Do you want to escape from the Dark Lord alone? What a joke! "

Of course Draco couldn't hear the sound.His father hid himself with an obscuring spell, and would never let his son know that he had been present in the fierce fight in the Forbidden Forest.

Of course Draco would not know that, for the sake of his son's future and safety, even though Mr. Malfoy was imprisoned in Azkaban, he was still willing to take the risk. After passing the dementor, the two exchanged identities. He escaped from the island as he wished, and bought the last precious time to supervise Draco's girlfriend, fulfilled his promise, and voluntarily gave up the sweet memory they had spent together.

When he followed his child to the Forbidden Forest, he discovered that Draco actually found the soul fragment left by the Dark Lord in the Forbidden Forest. The devil knows how to deal, and uses the wizard's desire to control the wizard. Draco, who was dazzled by love Coe did not hesitate to agree to sell his soul to the devil!

Fortunately, he appeared in time and stopped this dangerous game at a critical moment.

The old monster didn't use the death curse.It pulled a weird bloody mouth, and smiled very sinisterly: "Don't be afraid, little girl! The death curse of black magic is a reward from Merlin, and I am not in the mood to be kind to you for the time being. Come on, good boy, get up, only Infinite time-delay torture spells can let you enjoy the beauty of black magic freely..." The old monster waved his sleeves, the lingering temperature of the dusk was covered by the entire black mist, and the whimpering wind ate the last trace of silence in the Forbidden Forest .

Her wound was like a broken bamboo, the boils were stretched open, blood gushed out, and the pile of dead leaves under her body was clotted with coagulated blood, and the smell of blood filled her nostrils.

"Have you heard that wonderful voice? Little girl, the bloodthirsty Thestrals are coming to the Forbidden Forest! Let's play a game," the old monster said to Hermione who fell on the ground with a strange squawk. "Come on, guess when the bloodthirsty thestrals came here following the smell of blood, did you die from bleeding too much? Thestrals may prefer fresh food!" It roared: "that nasty gran Fendo! It must be delicious to be torn apart by thestrals as food!"

"my pleasure!"

"Still talking!" The old monster flicked his sleeves, as if summoning the Thestrals not far away, a gust of cold wind blew along, and the dead leaves flew around like a clump of yellow butterflies.

Hermione was writhing in pain, the finger bones holding the wand had already turned white, but she wasn't very scared, even though she had already heard the sound of the lured Thestral flapping its wings not far away to disturb the flock of birds , they are coming.They were about to treat her covered in blood as food.

Fortunately, Gryffindor was still able to remain calm enough, and Lucius was also present at the moment. No matter how bad the situation was, as a father, he would at least not disregard Draco's safety.

She heard Draco's hoarse voice behind her, and the crazy boy finally picked up his wand and attacked the old monster: "Shenfeng Wuying!"

The black mist escaped, like thick ink flowing in clear water, and the boneless body scattered in all directions in an instant.The old monster let out a mocking laugh: "Draco, it's no wonder you managed to pick that crooked wand out of a pile of dead branches! - they're almost identical! Hahaha..."

Draco ignored it and ran straight to Hermione.The little witch fell into a pool of blood without making a sound.Her hands twitched for a while, and her body began to convulse disobediently. She occasionally twitched her nose, laying in a pile of dead leaves and weeping silently, not daring to take a big breath. pain.

Just when Draco was about to get close to Hermione, the old monster flung up his sleeves, and suddenly black smoke enveloped him. The boy tripped and fell to the ground, and the piercing dead wood almost pierced his eyes!The old monster let out a bleak laugh with satisfaction: "Slytherin brat! How can you try to provoke the Dark Lord and get away with it? A little gift, enjoy it! When thestrals ripped Gryffindor's chest , the warm blood splashed, and the internal organs flowed all over the floor, hahaha, what a wonderful sight this will be!"

Draco wanted to spit on it, but suddenly remembered that it might take some time to find the old monster's face.Of course he could only beg for mercy: "Deal! I accept! Slytherin wants nothing!"

"Hey..." The old monster seemed to be grinding its teeth. It took a nap and said unhurriedly: "Deal? Brat, it's too late. I feed on 'happiness'. Since you don't want to give , I suddenly discovered that watching thestrals slowly swallow Gryffindor into their stomachs, the sound of chewing flesh and blood is enough to make me happy! Gryffindor's painful cry is simply the most beautiful music!"

"...Shameless..." When Hermione weakly uttered these two words, a dead branch that she picked up casually was smashed into the dirt by her!

"Aha, don't get angry, beautiful little girl, do you hear the sound of thestrals flapping their wings? They are coming here... Ah! Little girl, you are bleeding!" The devil pretended: "Of course, a The Hemostatic Curse is enough to relieve your predicament, when I am in a good mood, maybe I will consider, oh, don't mess with me, I am not in a good mood now..."

"What a long-winded lady!"

There is a price for Draco to shout this sentence, he is now being nailed to the ground by the devil, unable to move.

"Rot in the dirt, Malfoy! Poor... blond boy."

At dusk, when the honey-like viscous witch hazel color finally enveloped the land, the Forbidden Forest became more and more quiet and cold. In just a few more hours, the sky would be completely dark, and the crime and bloodshed would be covered up.The trivial wind will bury all the tragedies that happened not long ago, and people will only find out at dawn that there was a fierce fight here.The corpses of the two wizards may be found by the forest guards. At that time, they are almost frozen, with only open eyes facing the sky, as if smiling.

Hermione shivered all over, that, that was terrible.

She was drowsy, and the blood flowing from the wound had solidified at this moment, like a bloody lip opened, extremely terrifying.Draco's hands and feet were nailed to the ground not far away, and the boy kept calling her name with a hoarse voice.Hermione tried her best to open her eyes, and the honey-colored thick yellow of the sky gently rubbed into the corners of her eyes. She actually smiled slightly at the sun that was about to end.

Lucius woke her up with a cough: "Death is imminent, Hermione, are you still laughing?"

"Mr. Malfoy, you are silent, I thought you were gone."

"You and Draco are almost a delicious meal on the plate, can I leave at this time?" Lucius sighed, "Fortunately, the Thestrals haven't arrived yet, maybe there is still room for change."

"Have you got an idea?"

Lucius shook his head: "I haven't thought of it yet."

"Haha," Hermione actually laughed out loud, "Thestrals haven't arrived yet, if you don't leave, the dementors will be here."

"It's not funny, Hermione," Mr. Malfoy was actually a little worried, "Your wound needs to be treated, I'll go out and send a message to ask the Ministry of Magic to bring someone here immediately, or inform Hogwarts?"

"Notify Hogwarts? Points will be deducted for Gryffindor violations, but don't forget, there is still a Slytherin in the Forbidden Forest! The professors will not show mercy, maybe I should be thankful," He Min smiled and hissed, "Professor Snape, Gryffindor's point-deducting artifact, is staying in Azkaban right now—replacing you."

"I'm still in the mood to joke around!" Lucius shook his wand, "I'll go out and notify the Ministry of Magic right away, you'll have to wait a little longer!"

"Sir, do you think you can leave the Forbidden Forest? As long as there is a slight sign of trouble, the old monster will find out immediately! Besides, go to inform the Ministry of Magic? Are you going to throw yourself into the trap? Bring Professor Snape together for the crime of breaking out of prison? "

Lucius hesitated: "Then..."

"Then," she smiled palely, "I have an idea."