Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 53 We must find something to hold against Snape!

"Hello, my name is Firenze."

The centaur's eyes were like pale sapphires, his gaze fixed on Daemon, his expression serious - this person did not exist in the astrological prophecies, and if he had not arrived in time, Harry Potter should have been attacked.

What is happening with the current development?

He had clearly observed the stars repeatedly, so there should be no errors - or was all this because of the young man who suddenly broke into the stars?
But why didn't the stars reveal anything before meeting him?
"Hello, my name is Damon."

Firenze looked at the young man who responded in a friendly manner, secretly guessing his identity - could it be that some eccentric magic master happened to be a guest at Hogwarts and accidentally ran into this incident?
This is impossible. Firenze felt his thoughts were a little confused.

Just at this moment, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and subconsciously raised his head, clearly seeing the changes in the stars - his pupils suddenly shrank, as the stars revealed the result in an instant - that evil existence would die at the hands of someone present!
Is it Harry Potter, the savior, or...
Firenze looked at Damon with unconcealable surprise.

He made up his mind that he would observe the stars again carefully to confirm it after returning!
As for now - he has to follow the guidance of the stars and break through the fog.

He came to the unicorn's corpse and lamented:

"Such a pure, fragile and helpless life lost its life because of personal selfishness."

"Personal selfishness?"

"That's right." Firenze looked at Harry who had spoken, "Killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel act. Only someone who has nothing and wants everything would commit such a heinous crime.

The unicorn's blood can prolong life, even if he is already dying, but at the same time, he must pay a heavy price for it - from now on, that person will have a half-dead life, a cursed life. "

"But who is that outlaw?" Harry wondered. "If I'm cursed for the rest of my life, I might as well be dead, right?"

"True," Firenze agreed, "unless you're only using it to prolong your life so you can drink something else—something that will fully restore your strength and magic—something that will make you immortal.

Mr. Potter, do you know what is hiding in the school at this moment?"

"The Philosopher's Stone! Of course—the Elixir of Life! But I don't understand who—"

"Can't you imagine that there are people who have been waiting silently for so many years, longing for a comeback? Who are clinging to life tightly, waiting for the opportunity?"

For a moment, as if an iron claw suddenly grabbed Harry's heart, he seemed to hear again in the sound of the wind rustling the leaves the words Hagrid had said on the night they first met:

"Some say he's dead, but I think that's pure nonsense. He probably doesn't have much humanity left in him, so it's impossible for him to die."

"You're saying," said Harry in a low, raspy voice, "that it's Voldemort!"

Hearing this terrible name, Ron shuddered subconsciously.

Seeing Firenze nod slowly, Harry's blood drained away and he looked at Damon. "It's Voldemort who's seeking the Philosopher's Stone. Snape must be his—"

"Oh my god, are you guys okay?"

Hagrid's shout interrupted the conversation.

He saw the unicorn's corpse from a distance and quickly went forward to check it out.

Firenze nodded to the few people and left quietly. Where he disappeared, the figures of several centaurs were looming behind the leaves, all staring at Damon with scrutiny. According to the predictions of the stars, things should not have developed like this.

When Firenze returned, the centaurs broke out into a fierce quarrel, so loud that even Damon and the others could hear it clearly.

"Firenze, what did you say to them? The prophecies of the stars cannot be disobeyed. Have you forgotten?"

"Did you not see the unicorn?" roared Firenze. "Don't you understand why it was killed? Or has the planet withheld its secret from you? I will resist the creature that lurks in our forests, and I will certainly side with the humans if necessary!"

"Since you believe in astrology so much, then look up and take a closer look!"

The centaurs left quarreling, and Hagrid buried the unicorn while crying.

After what happened, he was unwilling to let Norbert live in the Forbidden Forest no matter what, so the group returned to his cabin for the time being.

Harry was too excited to sit still.

He paced up and down before the fire, still trembling.

"Snape wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone for Voldemort. Voldemort was waiting in the forest. We thought Snape just wanted to make a fortune with the Philosopher's Stone."

Hearing the name Voldemort, Ron and Hermione seemed very scared, especially Ron, who grew up in the wizarding world and had been exposed to the horror of Voldemort since childhood.

But now he has gained some courage and will no longer persuade Harry to stop saying this terrible name out of fear.

"Don't worry, Harry, the Philosopher's Stone is well protected. Snape can't get hold of it."

Damon patted Harry's shoulder. Norbert clutched his chest tightly with his claws and trembled slightly. As an animal, he was more sensitive to danger. The spell Damon cast just now almost scared him to death.

"Oh—poor little thing, are you frightened?"

Hagrid saw the trembling Norbert and stepped forward to take it, but Norbert just held Damon tightly and dodged Hagrid's big hand.

Hagrid slumped back down, feeling even more lost.

Hermione watched this scene, and her brain finally connected Damon with the powerful spell just now. She said excitedly:
"In other words, the person just now was most likely Professor Snape? Damon, you beat him away!"

Hermione couldn't help but stand up. She regained some confidence and said to everyone:

"Everyone says that the only person You-Know-Who is afraid of is Dumbledore. With Dumbledore here, You-Know-Who can't hurt us at all.

Moreover, Damon must have injured Snape just now. As long as we find solid evidence, we can tell Dumbledore about this matter and let him punish Snape, so that he can no longer help the mysterious man to do evil! "

"You're right, Hermione! Why didn't I think of that?"

Harry's expression also became excited - with a goal in mind, he immediately got out of his loss and confusion and regained his motivation.

"As long as we find evidence that Snape was injured, we can stop him from doing evil!"

As for whether Snape was really injured?

There is no doubt about this.

At that time, they all clearly saw the magic spell called "Divine Spear"!

Even now, when the three little ones recalled the terrifying power, they still felt a lingering fear and their bodies became weak and uncontrollable - they couldn't believe that Snape could escape unscathed from such a powerful spell.

In fact, the careful Hermione did notice the blood shed by Snape when he escaped.

In other words, this method is totally feasible!
(End of this chapter)