Chapter 79: Cutting out the heart and bones!
"Dazzling?"
Hagrid and Harry looked up together, trying to find Mars in the sky.
Indeed, as Ronan said, the two of them found an abnormally bright star in the sky almost at a glance.
"It's really dazzling," Hagrid said, and he asked: "Have you seen anything weird here recently? A unicorn was injured - do you know anything about it?"
Ronan did not answer Hagrid's question, but just said: "The sparks are very dazzling tonight."
Hagrid patted Harry helplessly and said to him: "Did you see it? Centaurs are always like this. They don't want to tell people the answer directly. They always look up at the sky and look at the stars - it's really annoying. Apart from the stars, they He seems to be indifferent to everything, and the most annoying thing is that he doesn’t make it clear when he speaks..."
The Riddler?
Harry didn't have much chat with centaurs, he just beat them up and heard their screams.
In the past, he thought Weiwei was a bit cruel, but now it seems...
They really deserve it!
This is the lesson the Riddler deserves!
"But they have good intentions, you see." Hagrid said with a smile: "If you don't like to say it outright, just don't like it. They do love this forest and those magical animals from the bottom of their hearts... Let's go .”
The two of them passed Ronan, who was still looking up at the stars, and continued walking forward.
"I think they are very similar to Professor Dumbledore." Harry kicked away the branches under his feet and said to Hagrid: "They have the same habit of always telling half of what they say."
"You said it, it seems true." Hagrid shook his shoulders and looked down at the ground: "Look, the ground is covered with the blood spilled by the poor unicorn, and the roots of the trees are also covered with..."
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After taking another two steps forward, a fork in the road appeared in front of them.
On the road at the fork in the road, there are mottled unicorn bloodstains. They all look fresh, as if they didn't run there for a long time.
"Let's go look for it separately, Hagrid." Harry said to Hagrid. "I think this poor guy didn't get far. If we arrive in time, we might be able to save his life."< br>
"This..." Hagrid hesitated. On the one hand, he wanted to save the poor unicorn, but on the other hand, he was afraid that Harry would be in danger if he went by himself.
"Don't worry Hagrid, I will be careful - if I am in danger, I will shoot red fireworks into the sky to ask for help." He persuaded again.
Hagrid was obviously moved. He nodded and said to Harry: "Okay, in this case, I will send Fang to you - although it is a coward, it is smart enough."
Harry lowered his head. He didn't think the big dog in front of him could be of any use.
Do you think it is our Phoenix Fiona? You can also swallow the death curse for your partner...
However, he did not reject Hagrid's kindness and said to him: "Okay Hagrid, then I will bring Fang."
"Well, pay attention to safety." Hagrid said, he raised the stone bow again and walked towards a fork in the road.
Halfway through, he turned back and confirmed again: "Is it really okay with you? In fact, we can walk together."
"That poor unicorn doesn't have much time, Hagrid," said Harry.
After Hagrid's figure disappeared from the path, Harry tucked back his own wand and pulled out the captured wand.
He took his teeth and walked forward.
After walking for nearly half an hour, he went deeper and deeper into the forest. The trees became extremely dense and the path was almost impassable.
The blood stains became more and more mottled, and even formed a small silver pit on the ground.
It looked like the poor unicorn was dying.
Fang also seemed to be more agitated. It kept running under Harry's feet, and from time to time it would hold his robe in its mouth, trying to drag him along the way. Harry ignored it and followed the direction pointed by the unicorn's blood.
In front of him was a clump of tangled branches of an ancient oak tree. Through the clump of branches, he could see an open space in front of him.
"唏伦..."
A voice groaned in pain, and just by listening to the voice, you could hear the holiness and nobility.
Harry pushed aside the branches and saw a white figure lying on the ground struggling desperately in front of him, with a pleading light in his eyes.
He didn't act rashly. He turned around and threw a stun spell on Yaya who was still moving around.
The cursed Yaya only had time to let out a cry before falling to the ground unconscious.
At the same time, the bushes next to the unicorn made a rustling sound, as if something was crawling inside.
Harry's mind suddenly rose, and he stared intently at the place where the bushes were undulating, and then, a hooded figure flashed out from inside.
It crawled slowly on the ground, like something twisted and dark, slowly approaching the unicorn.
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Finally, it came to the unicorn, lowered its head, pointed at the unicorn's wound, and began to sip the unicorn's blood.
"唏伦..."
The unicorn screamed, seemingly asking for help.
It was at this moment that a sharp pain penetrated Harry's head, as if his scar was on fire - the last time it hurt like this was when he saw Sebastian use Avada Kedavra. .
Harry suppressed the sharp pain on his forehead, raised his wand, and pointed it at the figure that was hurting the unicorn.
"Stupefy!"
The figure was completely unprepared and was hit by the stun spell, rolling out.
Seeing someone casting a magic spell to save it, the unicorn struggled a little, its eyes flashing with hope.
Knocked out?
Harry walked forward slowly and gently. He did not take it lightly and pointed warily in the direction where the black figure disappeared.
As he expected, just when he walked out a few steps, a black shadow stood up again from the direction where he disappeared. It looked like the God of Death wearing a black robe and a hood - if he was holding a sickle, If so, it would be more like it.
Just as the figure floated up, the pain from the scar on Harry's forehead became more intense, and he could hardly hold the wand in his hand.
Something had to be done, he thought.
At the same time, the black figure wearing a robe floated upwards, roaring and swooping towards him.
The burning pain from the scar made him feel like something was burning in his chest.
"Run away!"
An ethereal and extremely weak female voice came, as if she had exhausted all her strength when speaking these words.
Harry endured the pain, covering the scar with one hand, and holding the wand in the other hand, pointing at the black figure that rushed towards him.
"Crucio!"
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