Chapter 28 Until I got a sword in the waist

Even on the history of magic, Professor Binns mentioned content outside the textbook more frequently.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Quirrell continued to follow the textbook dryly, reading boringly from the textbook. Occasionally, some of his own opinions were nondescript, which actually made many young wizards have a better impression of Quirrell.

The only professor who didn't burden them!

What a nice person.

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry, like the other little wizards, was writing as fast as he could.

"Harry, let me refer to your paper for reference. There's something I don't understand." Hermione leaned her head in and let out a light sigh, "What are you..."

"The map of the Forbidden Forest." Harry lowered his voice, "The area I have explored now."

He reached into the sorting hat and took out a stack of papers: "Which one do you want?"

In the middle of the waist and abdomen, blood flows like a gush.

The black-robed wizard's voice became cowardly: "Master, it's not dead yet..."

Death Curse?!

In front of it, a black-robed wizard waved his wand, and the surrounding vines slowly gathered, tied around its neck, and hung it up.

Bicorn?

This cursed creature that feeds on kindness and justice seems very likely and capable of attacking unicorns.

"Hagrid, and Harry." Dumbledore yawned, "It's not a good thing to disturb the sleep of the elderly like this."

The black-robed wizard reacted and raised his wand high: "The curse will stop!"

Hagrid interrupted them in panic: "Professor Dumbledore, as you know - there have been some attacks on unicorns in the Forbidden Forest recently. I was patrolling when I suddenly saw a magic spell shooting in the sky. I rushed

It’s over.”

"It's there!" The hoarse voice sounded, becoming more powerful. The black-robed wizard obediently raised his wand, and the fierce fire condensed into a ball and rushed in that direction.

The unicorn hit the ground hard.

"Good baby, don't be afraid." Hagrid patted its belly and comforted it, "I took you back to heal. Trust me, we have met before, haven't we?"

"Just see Harry!"

But not now.

That's...the invisibility cloak.

The rolling waves of black fire froze and gradually extinguished. The wind roared and fallen leaves rustled all around, as if time had been suspended.

Repel Spell!

Invisible magic power surged and shot towards the man like an arrow.

Hagrid knelt down and checked its injuries. After just one glance, he angrily yelled: "Who could have done such a thing to it?"

Harry nodded and continued to be vigilant: "Well, I saw him with my own eyes, or they drank it."

The shrill cries of horses and bursts of howling.

Is it hurt?

The unicorn gradually calmed down.

As soon as Harry took off his cloak, he pointed his wand at the black-robed wizard, but did not cast a spell. He only held the wand with his middle finger and spread the other four fingers.

"I have met the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest several times, and I also helped take care of their newborn cubs." Speaking of this, Hagrid felt proud.

Let your blood be sucked by this person.

Harry was alert, holding his sword at his waist, waving his wand with one hand, and chanting the spell softly. His robes fluttered around him, circling around the fire-scorched land, circle after circle.

And at this moment, the person under the robe turned into a puff of thick smoke, flew away, and disappeared into the dark dense forest.

but…

"There's also a dark wizard who casts a death curse on Harry!"

It's the smell of unicorns.

"The curse is not strong enough, but it is enough. If Dumbledore comes, I can't escape now!" The hoarse voice made Harry's scar ache, "I just need to regain a little strength."

But it still came to nothing.

"Behind your back, idiot!" the hoarse voice cursed.

"Shut up!" Hermione glared at him, "I'm not like you, I'm not copying, I'm just referencing and looking for ideas."

The black-robed wizard slowly leaned down and bit the unicorn's neck - the holy beast, which had just regained some strength, could only moan at this moment.

"Thank you." Hermione accepted them all without any politeness.

Green light shot towards Harry——

"A dying unicorn."

Harry slowly approached his invisibility cloak: "Let's go, he probably doesn't have the guts to..."

Harry couldn't help but glance sideways: "Do you recognize it?"

There are many ways to kill a unicorn, why would you use such a cruel method?

Late at night, Harry put on the invisibility cloak and headed to the Forbidden Forest again.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and waved her wand threateningly.

Harry frowned slightly.

Harry raised his wand again, but it wasn't aimed at the wizard, but at the vines - they were torn apart!

The vines split.

Harry drew his sword and struck hard.

"Quickly, let me drink blood."

Hagrid's eyes widened: "No!"

Ron shut up immediately and held down the paper that belonged to Hermione in front of him.

Hagrid picked up the unicorn, and the creature, which had been greatly frightened tonight, struggled hard.

"Hurricane sweep!" He chanted the spell again, with him as the center, a strong wind surged, blew, and wreaked havoc. The invisibility cloak was a cloak after all, and this was the best spell to deal with it.

"Who?" Hagrid asked.

The vine hanging the unicorn was not disturbed in any way. As it got higher and higher, its aura became weaker and weaker.

I am only eleven years old, and there are some things that need to be solved by "adults".

Pfft——

"Idiot, disembodiment spell, magic potion, or invisibility cloak." The hoarse voice cursed, "If you can't see him, you are no match for him!"

There was no one in sight.

This powerful spell was also a burden to the black-robed wizard, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

But still no one showed up.

He caught the man's scent - dirty, putrid, and the smell of blood and kidneys.

Harry waved his hand: "Let's go!"

Are you so unwilling to be stabbed by yourself?

The footsteps were closer and more chaotic.

Just got deep into the woods.

After all, the black-robed wizard was not some crooked figure from the Academy of Magical Drama. He reacted quickly and waved his wand, causing his robes to twist and the corners to stretch out, turning into sharp and withered hands that reached out and grabbed Harry's wrist.

Harry said without mercy at all: "The old wizard shouldn't be holding sugar water at this time."

"The Unforgivable Curse!" Hagrid's voice trembled. He looked towards the direction of the curse and said, "Who is it!"

"Who!" The black-robed wizard turned around with a stern tone, but he didn't cast any spells. He still had to maintain his magic power. In his heart, there was nothing more important than killing a unicorn.

What creature can do that?

The fierce fire was gathering, forming a circle and surrounding him.

Harry, who had already ducked aside, was heartbroken.

It's not a magic effect.

Ron clicked his tongue: "Miss Granger, you have also fallen."

Powerful magic surges.

What kind of flame is this?
To be continued...