Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 79: Cutting out the heart and bones!

"Dazzling?"

Hagrid and Harry looked up together, trying to find Mars in the sky.

Just as Ronan said, the two of them found it almost immediately. There was an abnormally bright star in the sky.

"It's quite dazzling indeed," said Hagrid. "Have you seen anything queer here lately? There's a unicorn that's been injured - do you know anything about it?"

Ronan did not answer Hagrid's question, but just said in a mysterious voice: "Mars is very dazzling tonight."

Hagrid patted Harry helplessly and said to him, "See? Centaurs are always like this. They don't want to tell people the answer directly. They always look up at the sky to see the stars. It's really annoying. They seem to be indifferent to everything except the starry sky. The most annoying thing is that they don't express themselves clearly when speaking..."

Riddler?

Harry hadn't really talked to the centaurs, except that he had beaten them up and heard their screams.

He once thought that Weiwei was a bit cruel, but now it seems...

They deserve it!

This is the lesson the Riddler deserves!

"But they have good intentions, you see." Hagrid said with a smile: "If they don't like it, just say it directly. They really love this forest and those magical animals from the bottom of their hearts... Let's go."

The two of them walked past Ronan, who was still gazing up at the stars, and continued walking forward.

"I think they're very similar to Professor Dumbledore." Harry kicked the branches away and said to Hagrid, "They have the same habit of always leaving their sentences half-sentenced."

"It seems to be true when you put it that way." Hagrid shook his shoulders and looked down at the ground: "Look, the ground is all covered with the blood spilled by the poor unicorn, and the tree roots are also all covered with..."

After walking two more steps forward, a fork in the road appeared in front of them.

On the road at the fork in the road, there were mottled traces of unicorn blood, which looked very fresh, as if they had not been there for a long time.

"Let's split up and look for it, Hagrid," Harry said to Hagrid. "I don't think the poor creature got very far. If we get there in time, we may be able to save its life."

"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 alone.

"Don't worry, Hagrid, I'll be careful - if I'm in danger, I'll launch red fireworks into the sky for help." He persuaded again.

Hagrid was obviously persuaded. He nodded and said to Harry, "Okay, then, I'll send Fang to you. Although he's a coward, he's 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? It can also swallow the death curse for its partner...

But he didn't refuse Hagrid's kindness, and said to him, "Okay Hagrid, I'll take Fang with me then."

"Well, be careful," said Hagrid, and he raised his crossbow again and walked towards a fork in the road.

When they were halfway there, he turned back to confirm again: "Are you really okay? Actually, we can go together."

"That poor unicorn doesn't have much time, Hagrid," said Harry.

When Hagrid had disappeared down the path, Harry tucked his own wand back and pulled out the captured wand.

He took Yaya with him 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 bloodstains became more and more mottled, and even formed a small silver pit on the ground.

It looked like the poor unicorn was dying.

Fang seemed even more agitated, running around Harry's feet, occasionally grabbing his robes with his mouth, trying to pull him back. Harry ignored it and followed the direction indicated by the unicorn's blood to explore forward.

In front of him was a tangle of ancient oak branches, through which he could see a clearing ahead.

"Sorry..."

A voice was groaning in pain, and just by listening to the sound, one could hear its holiness and nobility.

Harry pushed aside the branches and saw a white figure lying on the ground in front of him, struggling desperately, with pleading light in his eyes.

He did not act rashly. He turned around and threw a stunning spell at Yaya who was still moving around.

Yaya, who was under the spell, only had time to choke before falling to the ground unconscious.

At the same time, there was a rustling sound in the bushes beside the unicorn, as if something was crawling inside.

Harry instantly perked up his attention, staring intently at the place where the bushes were swaying. Then, a hooded figure flashed out from inside.

It was crawling slowly on the ground, like some twisted and dark thing, slowly approaching the unicorn.

Finally, it came to the unicorn, lowered its head, aimed at the unicorn's wound, and began to sip the unicorn's blood.

"Sorry..."

The unicorn cried sadly, as if seeking help.

It was at this moment that a sharp pain shot through Harry's head, as if his scar was on fire - the last time it hurt this much was when he saw Sebastian use Avada Kedavra.

Harry forced himself to suppress the severe pain on his forehead. He 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 cast a spell to save it, the unicorn struggled a little, and a glimmer of hope flashed in its eyes.

Knocked out?
Harry walked forward slowly and quietly. He did not take it lightly and pointed cautiously in the direction where the black figure disappeared.

As he expected, just a few steps after he walked out, the black shadow stood up again from the direction where it disappeared. It looked like the Grim Reaper wearing a black robe and a hood - it would be even more like it if he was holding a scythe.

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 must be done, he thought.

At the same time, the black figure in the robe floated upwards and swooped down towards him with a roar.

The burning pain from the scar made him feel as if something was burning in his chest.

"Run away!"

An ethereal and extremely weak female voice was heard, as if she had used up all her strength to say this.

Harry endured the pain, covered his scar with one hand, and held the wand in the other hand, pointing at the black figure that was rushing towards him.

"Crucio!"

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