Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 71 Centaur
Harry fell to the ground, still holding Tyella's hand tightly until then.

A sharp pain shot through Harry's head, a sensation he had never felt before, as if his scar had been suddenly pierced by a red-hot iron.

Tyella, who had been held by Harry the whole time, passively felt the pain as well.

However, Tyella's mental strength and willpower far surpassed Harry's, so while Harry was in unbearable pain, Tyella remained clear-headed and grabbed Harry's hand, ready to shove it into Voldemort's face.

Just as Harry's hand was about to touch Voldemort.

A hoof came into Tiera's view.

With a "smack," Voldemort's face was stomped into the fragrant soil of the Forbidden Forest—just missing Harry's hand.

Hi!

Tiera sighed inwardly.

This is another centaur, Centaur Ferenczek, the prophet, who came in accordance with the stars.

"You didn't..." After chasing Voldemort away, the centaur Frenzer tried to help Harry and Tyella up.

But when his gaze fell on Tiera, the centaur Ferenze's face showed a clear hint of confusion.

Then, Tyella saw a look of fear on his face.

Like a shooting star, it explodes in the night.

"Are you alright?" Ferrenze seemed not to see Tyella, his eyes fixed on Harry without looking at her.

"Are you alright?" the centaur asked, helping Harry up.

“It’s okay… thank you… what was that just now?” Harry asked.

The centaur did not answer; his eyes were an astonishing blue, like pale sapphires.

Ferrenser scrutinized Harry, his gaze lingering on the prominent scar on Harry's forehead. "You're the Potter boy," he said. "You'd better go back to Hagrid. It's not safe in the forest right now... especially for you."

“Let’s go, I’ll take you two to find Hagrid,” Ferenzhe added.

But Ferenze kept his eyes straight ahead as he spoke, not even glancing at Tiera. After nudging Harry with the end of his bow, he spurred his horse forward.

Harry followed behind Ferrenze and took Thiella's hand again.

Tierra looked at Ferenczec thoughtfully.

Legend has it that centaurs possess wisdom comparable to wizards, have a complete magical system, and are particularly skilled in healing magic, archery, divination, and astrology.

They are said to be able to see the paths of the stars.

The trajectory of the stars...

This reminded me of Ferenc's fearful expression and the origin of my own spiritual dimension.

A sinister thought suddenly occurred to Tiera.

Could it be that he... sees the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea within himself...?

Ferrenze slowed his pace, reminding Harry to lower his head and avoid the drooping branches, while Tyella quietly followed behind Harry.

He now has his own things to think about.

If... if Ferenze's fear truly stemmed from the centaurs' ability to see the trajectories of stars, from the lords of the deep space.

Does that mean that even with the magical blessing of time and the isolation of the black rock that forms the library, the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea still maintains some kind of faint connection with him?
If the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea could directly interfere with him, Centaur Ferenze would have mutated and gone mad the moment he saw him. "A unicorn is dead." After a long silence, Ferenze broke the awkward silence.

"Who killed the unicorn?" Harry asked.

"Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?" Ferrenze did not answer Harry's question directly.

“I don’t know,” Harry said, surprised by the strange question. “We only used its horn and tail hair in Potions class.”

“This is because killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel act,” Ferenz said. “Only someone who has nothing but wants everything would commit such a heinous crime. Unicorn blood can prolong your life, even if you are already on your deathbed, but you must pay a heavy price for it. To save your own life, you slaughtered a pure, vulnerable life, so from the moment its blood touches your lips, you will possess a half-dead life, a cursed life.”

"But who is this outlaw?" Harry asked aloud. "If you're going to be cursed for life, you might as well be dead, right?"

“Not bad,” Ferrenzer agreed. “Unless you’re just using it to prolong your life so you can drink something else, something that fully restores your energy and magic, something that grants you immortality. Mr. Potter, do you know what’s hidden in the school right now?”

"The Philosopher's Stone! Of course! The elixir of immortality! But I don't understand who it is?"

"Can't you imagine who has been silently waiting all these years, longing to make a comeback? Who has been clinging to life, waiting for their chance?" Ferenc asked rhetorically.

"Voldemort!" Tyella heard Harry's thoughts again.

Along with this came Harry's immense fear.

“You mean,” Ha said in a low, hoarse voice, “that it’s Voldemort…”

“Harry! Tyella! Thank God! Are you alright?” Hermione ran towards them along the path, Hagrid following breathlessly behind. “Malfoy came back and said you encountered the thing that killed the unicorn?”

Behind Hermione and Hagrid was a nervous-looking Malfoy, with Tooth holding him tightly.

This was the fastest Malfoy had ever run in his life, and he still managed to escape in the chaos.

Since they hadn't been separated from Hagrid's group for long, and Malfoy was launching red fireworks into the sky as he ran, Hagrid, who was extremely familiar with the Forbidden Forest, quickly found him and Baskerville.

And they ran together toward Harry.

As a result, they ran into Harry and Tyella, who were being escorted by Ferencze.

"A unicorn was killed?" Hagrid asked the first thing he saw in Ferrenze.

When Malfoy ran back, he was panting and incoherent.

One minute they say a monster appeared and killed the unicorn, the next they say a giant bat ate Harry and Tyella.

“The stars tonight tell us that a unicorn has been killed,” Ferenze said calmly.

"Clang—clang—clang—clang—" A series of rapid hoofbeats came from behind Ferenze, and a... or rather a centaur with golden hair appeared.

"The unicorn is dead," the centaur said somberly, pawing the ground uneasily with his hooves.

Tiera recognized it as the centaur who had shot an arrow at his "Successor".

By this time, Tiera's "Heir" had already flown out of the Forbidden Forest, using the Dispersion Charm to disguise himself as a low shrub growing next to the castle gate.

Tiera dared not let it directly into the castle.

The "Inheritor" has already devoured a unicorn tonight, but its bloodthirsty nature seems to have not diminished in the slightest.

"The unicorn is dead!" the centaur repeated. "It was consumed by a dark magic we've never seen before."

I'm so sorry for posting so late today, I'll make up for it with a second update tomorrow~
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