Hagrid was wandering in the Forbidden Forest, holding Fang in his left hand, carrying a shiny ancestral oil lamp in his right hand, and hanging a huge bow on his body.
The Forbidden Forest has not been peaceful recently.
First, a group of squirrels harassed Professor Sprout's greenhouse, then a troll broke into the castle, and in the past few days, unknown creatures have attacked unicorns...
Every night, Hagrid would patrol for a short time. After all, many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest were fragile and needed his protection.
Hagrid actually wanted to take the three-headed dog Fluffy on an outing, which would be more suitable for his physique. His teeth were inferior. Although he was fierce and brave, he lacked momentum.
In the distance, there was a sudden loud roar, and then... Hagrid saw a strong wind that looked like a tornado, sweeping away in a mighty manner, directly tearing apart a large group of black fire snakes.
Hagrid and Yaya both ran away, but in two completely opposite directions:
One ran to where the wizard was fighting; the other wanted to run back to the little house and hide in the fireplace.
Yaya had only run a few meters when he felt the rope tighten around his neck instantly. He was almost frothing at the mouth. After being dragged for a few meters, he struggled to get up, turned around and rushed towards Hagrid crazily.
Out of the corner of his eye, Hagrid saw Fang rushing towards him and praised loudly:
"Well done Yaya, I knew you were brave..."
Yaya whimpered, as if he had smelled something. He suddenly raised his head and roared in one direction. Hagrid followed the line of sight and saw a familiar broomstick flying quickly towards him.
he shouted:
"Rolf, is that you?!"
The broomstick whizzed past the head. After hearing the shouting, it quickly turned back and hovered three meters above the ground. There was also a blond boy sitting on it.
Hagrid smelled the strong smell of blood and was frightened. He thought that Rolf had brought Hermione and Shirley to the Forbidden Forest to practice riding in the middle of the night... and he was accidentally injured and bled.
"Hagrid, is something wrong?" Rolf asked.
"No, what happened to you...?"
"A unicorn is injured!" Luo Fu said concisely and concisely: "If nothing happens, I will leave first. The unicorn needs emergency treatment..."
The broomstick restarted, and Hagrid shouted hurriedly: "Do you need me to do anything?"
"Hemostatic medicine, fresh herbs, any herbal medicine that can be used to treat diseases will do."
Rolf's voice became farther and farther away, and Hagrid finally could only vaguely hear the young man saying:
"Send to...the principal's office..."
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Gryffindor Tower,
Hermione was sitting on the bed, leaning against the pillow, flipping through a thick magic book.
There are several notebooks piled next to the pillow. On top of the notebooks is a transparent bottle with a flying firefly inside.
The fireflies came from Rolf, and they were used to catch silverfish when they went out to the library that night... Hermione later kept them and used them as a desk lamp at night. They were gentle and not dazzling.
The curtain on the bed also blocks the light and will not affect the sleep of other roommates.
Hermione raised her eyes and glanced at the alarm clock hanging beside the bed, and found that it was already half past eleven. She was ready to end her study for the day... turn off the lights and go to sleep.
There’s also History of Magic tomorrow morning!
Suddenly there was a whistling sound outside the window.
The girl thought it was going to thunder and rain, so she got up from the bed, walked out of bed carefully, and planned to close the window.
Hermione, wearing a pink nightgown, pulled on her furry slippers and came to the window, only to see a bright moon hanging in the sky. It didn't look like thunder and rain?
Hermione was a little confused. She suddenly widened her eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a black dot flying from the direction of the Forbidden Forest.
The black spot was getting bigger and bigger. It was a young man riding a broomstick. Because the speed was so fast, there was a roaring sound in the air.
With the bright moonlight, Hermione, who had excellent eyesight, could easily see the face of the young man on the broomstick.
Rolf!
Hermione waved vigorously, and the figure seemed to have noticed the small figure by the window, and waved accordingly, but did not fly over, but continued to hit the window of the principal's office.
The girl was a little excited at first, not expecting to see Rolf in the middle of the night, but soon became annoyed again, and he actually went on a night tour in the Forbidden Forest on a broomstick.
After waiting for a while, no one saw Rolf coming, so Hermione had to return to bed. She closed her eyes and whispered softly, almost cursing:
"Fire you...fire you...fire you sooner or later..."
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Luofu's speed was so fast that he didn't even see who was waving. He planned to ride his broom to see which little wizard's dormitory it was when he had time one night.
At this time, he approached the castle wall, and the broom suddenly slowed down. The young man bent his waist and pressed his hands against the broom, accurately passing through the window of the principal's office, like a lion walking through a ring of fire in a circus.
The broom braked suddenly, drew a beautiful arc, and finally stopped in front of a portrait!
Luofu wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The owner of the frame, Phineas Blake, who had fled into the frame of other portraits, jumped to his feet and cursed:
"You're going to die. If you stay up late at night, you might damage my portrait!"
All the portraits looked at Luo Fu. This was the first time they met students who came to the principal's office and walked through the window instead of the main entrance!
Luofu jumped off the broom, put the box on the chair, then raised his head and said:
"I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, Phineas, but something happened in the Forbidden Forest just now."
"What happened?" Phoenix asked curiously. "I saw Dumbledore also hurried out."
"It's better that you don't know. Anyway, it's very serious and may affect the security of Hogwarts and the magical world." Rolf opened the box and got in.
"Don't go, tell me, Rolf, tell me quickly!" Phoenix wailed:
"How can I sleep tonight if you don't tell me? Boy, I apologize to you. I just spoke too loudly. Please don't leave..."
But a hand came out of the box, gave Phineas the middle finger, and then slammed the box shut.
Luofu jumped into the room and found it was a mess. The bed had been overturned. It seemed that the dazzling bird had done it, but he had no time to care about her now.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Rove placed the unicorn on a workbench and checked its injuries.
There was only one wound on the unicorn, and that was on the neck. However, the wound was turning black, showing obvious swelling, and the wound was bleeding.
Judging from Rove's experience, except for the relatively large hole in the tooth, the symptoms of the entire wound are more like being bitten by a venomous snake with blood toxins.
He took out a small porcelain bottle. Inside the porcelain bottle was a dark ointment that was as black as ink. The ointment was like grease mixed with water and was very sticky.
The young man pointed the mouth of the bottle downward, and the ointment did not pour out like a drop of water, but slowly dripped onto the unicorn's wound like water droplets.
After an unknown amount of time, another figure appeared. Dumbledore entered Rolf's box and looked around curiously.
This was an environment that made him feel extremely friendly, just like when he entered Newt's little box.
Dumbledore waved his wand and the whole room was automatically tidied up. He sat on the stool and asked: "How are you, Rolf?"
"The unicorn's wound contained snake venom, which I have removed, but there is still black magic that prevents the wound from healing." Rolf shook his head and said, "This is not my expertise."
Dumbledore nodded lightly and said: "It seems that we have to find someone with in-depth research in the field of black magic.
Let’s go, take the unicorn back to the office first.”
The two returned to the principal's office. Dumbledore placed the unicorn on a table, then walked towards the fireplace. He grabbed a handful of shiny powder from a jar on the mantelpiece and sprinkled it on the flames.
"Severus!" Dumbledore said into the flames: "Are you there?"
Soon, a human figure appeared in the fire, and the voice said coldly: "What's the matter?"
"I need you to come to my office right now."
The voice in the flame was silent for a moment and asked: "Do you know what time it is? Mr. Principal?"
"But you're not asleep yet?" Dumbledore blinked.
"I'm going to bed!" the voice growled.
"That's better, it doesn't take up your working time." Dumbledore smiled.
"..."
"Come quickly." The principal urged happily: "Severus, I need you now. By the way, bring your strange tools and potions... I'll wait for you."
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(Thanks to the two big guys "Just Love Wading Langshui" and "Desperate Black Dragon" for the reward.)
