The residence of magical creatures is also the last natural place in the British island country that has not been overly disturbed by wizards and has the greatest natural atmosphere of magical creatures.
There are many magical creatures living here, from the lowest paramecium to advanced dragons and other powerful magical creatures.
The number of unicorns in the Forbidden Forest is not small. They are social creatures, and they occasionally live alone.
Some time ago, an unknown creature came to the Forbidden Forest and attacked a certain group of unicorns. This matter has spread in the Forbidden Forest.
The centaur tribe living in the Forbidden Forest have more or less prophecy skills. Knowing that evil is approaching, they have formed a more powerful patrol team to patrol their territory and protect the safety of their own people.
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The sound of horse hooves carried very far in the silent Forbidden Forest. Voldemort controlled Quirrell to carefully drive away these creatures. In Voldemort's eyes, these centaurs were livestock that did not understand current affairs. They were powerful and stubborn, even if
It was during his prime that he recruited them, and those who responded to him were bows and arrows.
Disgusting thing~!
Quirrell felt that his master was in a bad mood, and he did not dare to say anything. After confirming that the group of ten centaurs had left, according to Voldemort's guidance, he continued to explore a place deep in the Forbidden Forest.
The gathering place of unicorns floated past.
Quirrell's movements were like a poisonous snake lying on the ground, and his dark cloak was a natural protective color in the dark Forbidden Forest where there was no moonlight.
The black cloak can cover the eyes, but it cannot cover the talents of some magical creatures. Some magical creatures with powerful perceptions silently avoided Voldemort's path. They did not make any sound, and they did not warn anyone. Forbidden Forest
The only rule of survival is to protect yourself first, and then talk about other things.
The biological survival suit rules are so simple.
Human society has a complex structure. Most of them endure it silently when they are not harmed by the book. Once they are threatened by life, the power they burst out is not much different from the most ferocious beasts. Humans also evolved from basic creatures.
.Standing at the top of the food chain, he naturally has his special power.
On the verge of death but not dead, the declining Voldemort is always shrouded in the shadow of death, and Quirrell is threatened by Voldemort and feels death all the time. The two of them have no idea that fate is so fair and just, and those who are destined to die, their
They will fit together so cleverly.
Close
closer
Voldemort and Quirrell have felt the unicorn's stored light power and their natural hatred for dark creatures like them.
"quirrell"
“Great host”
"I feel those weak forces, they are our goal today, find the weakest members of their group, divide them, and kill them," Voldemort's voice was as cold as the cold wind blowing from the North Pole.
"As you command. Great Master"
At this time, Quirrell's mind has been confused by Voldemort's dark magic. The real Quirrell has long since died. At this time, Quirrell is already a puppet, a poor man with a corrupted mind and soul.
Qiao Qiu approached the group of unicorns and pointed the wand in his hand at the group of unicorns who had already sensed the coming of death.
"Avada eats a big melon"
A green death curse spurted out from Quirrell's wand, and the unicorns fled away in fright as if threatened by death.
This is the instinct of biological groups. When attacked, there will be two reactions. The first is to gather into a group and rely on each other to protect each other.
Article 2: Faced with the attack of a powerful enemy, the tribe disperses in all directions, trying to keep other tribe members alive with minimal sacrifice.
The snow-white unicorn quickly disappeared. Quirrell looked at the one closest to him, crawled on the ground, and followed it like a snake.
"Avada..."
Green death magic constantly attacks a strong male unicorn. The unicorn has considerable intelligence and can clearly sense Quirrell and the possessed Voldemort he is reaching out to.
I am no match for these two evil humans, so I can only try my best to buy more time for my tribe.
From the familiar territory of his tribe to an unfamiliar place, the unicorn not only has to face Voldemort's pursuit, but also has to deal with some ferocious predators on the road. In the past, these ferocious predators would not have found one.
Trouble with a strong male unicorn, but not now.
Unicorn meat, they want a piece of it.
The ferocious little eyes stared at the running unicorn, and suddenly, a large green light flashed across it.
The breath of death is coming
Seeing Quirrell prostrate on the ground, they knew why the unicorn was running away. Such dark magic power could not be offended, not offended.
The chase lasted until midnight. Quirrell failed to kill him, but he was injured.
His magic power has bottomed out. Quirrell is like a rotten waste lying on a huge tree trunk. "Hoo, ho, great master, my magic power has bottomed out."
Voldemort, who knew Quirrell's abilities were limited, cursed in his heart, and yelled, "I know, trash, put some magic traps for demon tracking, and return to Hogwarts before dawn to prevent being caught by that abominable Dumbledore."
Lido discovery.”
"Yes, great master." Quirrell was very happy that he had not been whipped by Voldemort. He buried some magic traps around the unicorn, so that as long as the opponent touched him, he would be able to detect the opponent's location. After getting rid of these, Quirrell continued
Like a crawling tiger, it turned into a ball of black smoke and headed towards Hogwarts.
What Quirrell didn't know was that after he left, Garfield's figure appeared on the branch of a tree. Looking at these magic traps, a look of disdain showed on his face, "Quillot's level is really not that good, and he doesn't know how small he is."
Tom is interested in him, if I would rather continue to wait than possess this kind of waste..."
After a while of chattering, Quirrell was like a broken shoe that no one wanted in Garfield's mouth. Ignoring the so-called detection magic, Garfield dodged from a tree branch to another tree branch.
Lowering his head and looking at the male unicorn panting heavily and licking his wounds vigorously, Garfield narrowed his eyes.
Originally, I didn't plan to come and watch Voldemort and Quirrell's performance in the Forbidden Forest. I thought I might as well come and watch it when I have nothing to do. Besides, unicorns are also alive, so it's not worth it for a dying person.
Quirrell and Voldemort drank the blood of a unicorn once, and they have been cursed by fate. As for this, it is not bad to throw it into your own shop instead of selling it as a rare creature.
But, these guys don't like men to get close to them, and they must be pure girls.
