Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 59 Magical Magic Rune, Unicorn

Hagrid didn't know why Xilan suddenly ran towards the center of the Forbidden Forest, but seeing that he looked anxious, he chose to follow him.

Time passed very slowly, and the deeper they went, the quieter the surroundings became. Their ears seemed to be much sharper than usual, as if they could catch every sound of wind blowing and every sound of branches breaking.

After an unknown amount of time, the trees began to grow lush and dense, and the originally wide path was almost impassable, but none of the three stopped.

Because there was more and more blood around.

At this point, Xi Lun no longer needs to lead the way.

Hagrid ran to the front and separated all the vines and branches that blocked the way to make it easier for Harry and Ciron to pass.

After pushing aside a large patch of bushes, a white object finally came into the sight of the three people.

It was a dying unicorn, lying on the roots of an ancient oak tree, struggling in pain, its silver-blue blood splattered on its body, mane and the ground like crystal gems.

Next to the unicorn, a black figure was crawling slowly on the ground. It looked like a person wearing a black hood, but its movements were more like a wild beast.

Harry was completely stunned. He had never seen such a beautiful, tragic, yet strange scene. He felt that he should do something.

But there was someone faster than him.

"Who the hell are you!" Hagrid snapped through the underbrush. "Stay away from the unicorn, or I'll be rude to you!"

The black shadow didn't seem to expect anyone to come. Facing the angry Hagrid, it hesitated for a moment before leaning over to pounce on the injured unicorn, greedily sucking the blood flowing from the wound.

As it moved, the unicorn's struggles became weaker and weaker, its mouth opening and closing, but it seemed unable to even scream.

"Stop!" Hagrid's eyes turned red.

But when he finally ran up and raised his fist to teach this monster who slaughtered the unicorn a lesson, the monster circled around the tree trunk behind him like a snake, then twisted its body and dived into the dark bushes and disappeared.

Hagrid, blinded by rage, chased after him without a second thought, leaving Ciron and Harry standing there. Gradually, the sound of Hagrid's heavy footsteps faded away, and all they could hear was the rustling of leaves in the wind around them.

"Do you think that monster will come back..." Harry asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Xilun shook his head, but stared at the unicorn without blinking, and slowly walked over.

Seeing this, Harry immediately followed.

"Is it dead?"

Xi Lun said nothing, just staring at the unicorn's increasingly dim eyes.

He saw many things in those eyes: resentment, anger, nostalgia, pain, and pleading...

"It's dying..."

"Who is it!" Harry was startled by the sudden voice behind him. He turned around hurriedly and almost threw away the wand in his hand.

In the dim moonlight, Harry finally saw the person coming - or rather the centaur.

It was not Ronan and Bane whom we had just met, but a younger centaur with platinum hair.

"It's dangerous here, especially for you," the centaur said. "I can take you away. Can you ride?"

"I..." Harry didn't answer, but pointed at Xiren, "What about him?"

From the beginning, Xi Lun had been standing facing the unicorn and had not turned back when they were talking.

"I'm sorry, I can only carry one person." The centaur shook his head.

"Then I won't leave either," Harry said without hesitation.

Although Harry is reckless and impulsive, he is also very loyal. If Xiren knew this, he might be very touched.

Unfortunately, he didn't hear it.

Because at this time, Xi Lun was in a very strange place. He was still standing in the Forbidden Forest, but in front of him was a completely boundless white world. In the distance, he could vaguely see flowers, lakes and trees.

Xi Lun looked down and saw that the boundary between the two spaces was like waves surging and colliding, pushing each other and yet clearly separated.

When he looked up again, Xilun saw the unicorn standing in the middle of the white space, but the difference was that there were no wounds or blood on its body.

How is this possible?
Xi Lun wanted to get closer to see more clearly, but he couldn't. It seemed that there was only less than five feet between them, but it also seemed like five hundred feet, and they could not touch each other.

At this time, Xi Lun seemed to have guessed something and looked down at the whack willow in his hand.

At some point, the blue-silver light had gone out, and the magic runes themselves became blurry.

It seemed that the unicorn should have died just now, but by some strange coincidence, the magic runes on the empty staff mistakenly recognized it as a dying staff core and it played a role.

But this kind of magic rune is only to protect the core of the wand... a piece of tail hair. Its effect on an adult unicorn is minimal. It can only barely block it, allowing it to stay on the border between life and death for a little longer.

But it will only take a moment. Once the magic runes on the staff disappear completely, he should be able to go back.

Only now another problem has arisen.

Xi Lun looked at his wand, then at the unicorn in front of him, and sighed softly.

In this case, the only choice for the core of the Whomping Willow wand was the unicorn horn. Siren only hoped that Hagrid and Dumbledore would give him the unicorn horn in recognition of his help in pointing the way just now.

Xi Lun couldn't help but look at the top of the unicorn's head.

It would be a shame if we could only use the tail hair for such a good rod body.

Perhaps his gaze was a little too rude, the unicorn opposite immediately looked over and put on a defensive posture.

"Forget it, can you still beat me?" Xi Lun muttered to himself, "I won't take your horn for nothing. How about this, I can lend the wand I made to Harry later.

"Then, when he kills Quirrell, you can be said to have avenged him personally."

The unicorn continued to stare at him from across the way.

"What, you don't believe it?"

Xilun sat down cross-legged and started chatting with the unicorn without caring whether the unicorn could understand him or not.

"I'm a wand maker... with some special abilities. Do you know what a wand is? It's this." He picked up the Whomping Willow and shook it. "Of course, you definitely don't know, but it doesn't matter..."

As Xi Lun spoke, the white space opposite was gradually eroded by the "waves" on his side, and soon only an area as big as a window was left.

At the same time, Xi Lun could also hear Harry's voice. The voice was very small at first, but it became clearer and clearer. He seemed to be talking to someone. Was it Hagrid?
When the last piece disappears, the unicorn will be completely dead.

Xiren stood up from the ground.

"Anyway, I'll put a part of your body into this wand, and then have someone use it to kill the monster that killed you - it's a terrible thing, so you won't lose out on this deal."

The space opposite had shrunk to the size of a palm, and from a distance it looked like a lamp in the forbidden forest.

"What a wonderful experience." Xi Lun thought to himself, "Does my grandfather know that the empty staff body has such magical powers? He should know. I can write back and ask him tomorrow."

The sound in his ears became louder and louder. Behind him, the figure that had just disappeared in front of Harry had reappeared, but the person standing next to him was not Hagrid, but a centaur.

No wonder he always hears the sound of horse hooves...

Wait, the centaur clearly didn't move, so why could he hear the sound of horse hooves!

Xi Lun subconsciously turned around again and looked in the direction just now. The original white space had completely disappeared, but the unicorn had not.

A ghostly unicorn radiating blue light was rushing towards Xilun at an incredible speed, gathering all its strength and ramming headfirst into the whopping willow in Xilun's hand...

(End of this chapter)