To Professor White and his daughter, the Eternal Night People were like the Sword of Damocles. Although Andre and others were driven back by them, they did not dare to relax their vigilance at all, for fear that these people would come looking for them again.
Now? The Soviet Union is really going to disappear.
The Ministry of Magic of the Soviet Union, a huge organization composed of the ministries of magic of 15 participating countries, is also about to collapse.
The Yongye people will also become history.
Joel could understand Professor White's excitement, and he quickly sat on his chair and wrote a reply.
Poppy was having sex with Sergey's owl, Caesar. The two owls were rubbing the thick fur on each other's necks. Poppy also wanted to share his hard-earned owl food with Caesar.
But in the blink of an eye, another letter was stuffed into Poppy's paw, it was the unscrupulous master.
"Go give it to Professor White." Joel took out another handful of owl food from the jar.
Poppy looked at the one in Joel's hand, then looked back at the one in his cage. After thinking about it, he decided it was a good deal. He turned his head 270 degrees and looked at Caesar with loving eyes, then flapped his wings and flew away.
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"Written to Professor White?" Eddie tidied the bed, then sat down, and the bed instantly returned to its original messy appearance.
"Yeah." Joel responded, looking at the dried holly branches and placing them in a long box.
Eddie seemed to just want to ask, and didn't say anything after that. He was nothing like the boy before who clamored around the world that Professor White was his goddess.
Children's love is like a cloud, it will drift to nowhere when the wind blows gently.
During lunch, the Gryffindor students were extremely manic. The reason was simple: they defeated Slytherin again, and the new Seeker, Harry Potter, lived up to expectations and won the Golden Snitch.
From the perspective of Gryffindors, this year's Quidditch Cup is within reach.
Needless to say, Ravenclaw, the losers last season were unable to fight back in the face of their strong strength. As for Hufflepuff? They can't even beat Ravenclaw now, so what can they do to win against them?
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From this logic, Gryffindor students can already celebrate the victory of this season in advance.
At the long Slytherin table in the other corner of the auditorium, Draco Malfoy looked gloomy. He originally planned to watch the scar-headed boy's first Quidditch match and laugh at him when he came back. He never thought
The flying talent of this scar-headed boy is so amazing.
Ravenclaw watched the whole process with cold eyes. After easily defeating Hufflepuff, the eaglets also had some illusions. They also longed to win the Quidditch Cup.
A week later, Joel sneaked into the Forbidden Forest again. When passing by Hagrid's hut, Joel subconsciously glanced inside.
It was pitch dark and there was no light. It was 8 o'clock in the evening, and Hagrid didn't know where he ran.
Joel instinctively felt that something was not right tonight. Maybe he was frightened when he came here last week? He muttered and tried to forget what scared him last week. No matter what, he had to get unicorn hair today. Next
The next qualifying full-moon night was seven months later, and he couldn't wait.
Entering the Forbidden Forest easily, Joel also collected a lot of information about unicorns in the past two months.
One of them is that unicorns don't like contact with males.
This is not a problem, Joel didn't want those unicorns to give him their hair obediently, so he prepared many plans.
Joel, who is familiar with the original novel, knows that there are a lot of unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. His biggest concern when coming here is not to be hit by Voldemort and Quirrell.
He guessed that with Voldemort's character, who didn't want others to know what he was doing, he would definitely catch the unicorn deep in the Forbidden Forest, so he specially circled around the outside of the Forbidden Forest.
But there was no trace of the unicorn at all.
Seeing time slowly passing by, Joel became a little impatient. He was forced to head deeper into the Forbidden Forest, even though there was a voice in his heart that kept shouting to stop him.
Joel kept walking along a small trail, and suddenly he saw something on the ground shining with silver-blue light - he looked closer and saw that it was a pool of blood, the blood of a unicorn.
The blood stains were sticky on the leaves on the ground and had not completely dried.
I...Joel almost blurted out the ten thousand curse words in his mind.
He could think of the originator of this pool of unicorn blood, but he didn't expect that he would meet the noseless old man just two steps into the Forbidden Forest.
Joel suppressed his noisy heartbeat and thought of a wonderful way.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?
He took out the refreshing potion from the system inventory and poured all the liquid in the small blue bottle into his mouth.
One bottle will refresh your mind, two bottles will never make you tired...
It seems that some messy things have been mixed in.
Joel felt that all the fatigue caused by a busy day had dissipated, and he was now in good spirits and could run around the Black Lake twice.
Holding the wand in hand and casting the Disillusionment Spell again, Joel followed the blood trails left by the unicorn and chased deep into the Forbidden Forest.
The silver-blue blood stains became more and more dense, and now the blood stains not only appeared on the ground, but also appeared on the trunks of several holly trees.
The unicorn seemed to be struggling violently, but to no avail.
There was more and more blood, which made Joel panic.
This unicorn is very dangerous. Even if the noseless old man possessed the back of Quirrell's head, he would still be much more powerful than the unicorn.
After walking in the Forbidden Forest for half an hour, he finally saw the unicorn's body.
It lay on its side on the ground, with dead leaves and soil covering its holy and beautiful body. The long and soft snow-white mane contrasted with the dark ground like a pearl lost in the soil.
Joel stopped and held his breath for a moment, waiting for what would happen next.
As expected, a figure wearing a black hood crawled slowly on the ground, like a poisonous snake waiting to devour its prey.
The man climbed up to the unicorn's body, opened his mouth, bit the unicorn's wound, and began to suck its blood.
Joel didn't dare to say anything, so he squatted down quietly, avoiding the branches in front of him, and firmly imprinted this scene in his mind.
The unicorn's body quickly shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the man's stomach swallowed all the unicorn's blood like a bottomless pit.
Joel hoped that the noseless old man would quickly suck the unicorn's body dry and leave, so that he could take the opportunity to pick up the unicorn's hair.
Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his back, as if there was an animal watching him behind him.
This feeling was very familiar to Joel. It was not the first time that he had encountered it. He felt that his body that had been casted by the Disillusionment Curse had nowhere to hide in the eyes of the animals.
The noseless old man Voldemort finally drained the last drop of the unicorn's blood, turned around, crawled away, and disappeared into the tall and dense woods of the Forbidden Forest.
Joel made no move. He knew that a spoiler was also eyeing the unicorn corpse. As expected, he was the weakest party now and had no right to distribute the unicorn corpse, which was full of treasures.