Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

"I'm fine," said Harry, his mind still a bit blank. "The unicorn's dead... Hagrid, by the stream over there."

"Good night, Hagrid. It seems I can leave Harry Potter with you without worry," Firenze said to Hagrid. "He is out of danger now."

Hagrid gave a hurried nod, then ran eagerly over to the unicorn and looked over its body with a sorrowful look on his face.

"Good luck, Harry Potter," Firenze said goodbye to Harry, his words unintelligible. "The stars have been misjudged before. Even centaurs make mistakes, and I hope it will be the same this time."

After saying that, he turned and left the stream.

After the centaurs left, Ron also ran to Harry's side, looked him up and down, and then glared at Lycos.

"Harry, he didn't do anything to you?" Ron asked nervously.

"No...no." Harry stammered, "I think we may have misunderstood Hayden before..."

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Chapter 82 The truth revealed

"What did you say? Misunderstanding?!"

Ron's eyes widened when he heard what Harry said.

"How could it be a misunderstanding? We've analyzed so much before..."

"Don't say that, Ron." Harry said a little irritably, "Hayden was fighting a dark wizard very bravely just now... This is the first time I know that there is someone in Slytherin who is so brave."

"So how did you escape from the dark wizards in the end?" Hermione still glanced at Lecos suspiciously and asked Harry in a low voice.

"I don't know. I was just hit by a Stunning Spell... Hayden probably doesn't know either. He took the most firepower and fell unconscious earlier than me." Harry shook his head.

Lycos also spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"But when we woke up, we saw a centaur, the one who just left. He said his name was Firenze..." Harry continued, "I think he must have saved us."

"But can the centaurs really drive away the dark wizards?" Ron still looked skeptical.

"I know a little about this from books," Hermione explained. "Centaurs are good at astrology, archery, and fighting, and they often act in groups, so it's difficult to deal with wizards who annoy them..."

"The dark wizard probably didn't want to be held back by the centaurs, so he had no choice but to let Harry and Hayden go and left the Forbidden Forest."

"So that's how it is... Harry's really lucky this time, he happened to meet a centaur." Ron muttered nervously.

They looked at Hagrid and found that he was still lying in front of the unicorn's corpse, sobbing, with tears as big as sandbags falling from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the little wizards present also felt very sad.

"Poor unicorn..." Hermione whispered.

"Who says it isn't? I wonder why that dark wizard wants to kill unicorns," Ron muttered. "If he wanted to sell unicorn tail hair, Hagrid would have collected a lot of it in his room."

"He doesn't want the unicorn's tail hair!" Hagrid seemed to have heard Ron's muttering and retorted loudly.

He stood up from in front of the unicorn, his face still stained with tears and his eyes were red.

However, this tearful expression on a bearded man several meters tall was really inappropriate and added a bit of evil to Hagrid.

"I checked. The unicorn's tail hair is intact, but most of the blood is gone." Hagrid sobbed, his eyes filled with anger. "The unicorn died only a few minutes ago. Its blood can't have disappeared so quickly..."

"...Unless someone deliberately sucked the unicorn's blood!"

"What can unicorn blood do?" Ron asked blankly.

"Yeah, what's the use of unicorn blood?" Harry echoed beside him, "We only used its horn and tail hair in Potions class, and these are already very precious materials."

"Unicorn blood can prolong life," Hagrid's voice dropped. "Even on the verge of death, it can bring a person back from the brink of death."

"So magical?" Ron exclaimed, "Then why haven't we seen this kind of material before? It's not available in any magical material shops or hospitals for magical injuries and illnesses."

"Don't think this is a good thing." Hagrid's expression became extremely serious, and he warned carefully, "Because unicorn blood not only prolongs life, but also brings a curse, making the user fall into a half-death state for life..."

"But if you're cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well be dead, right?" asked Harry.

"Then I don't know." Hagrid shook his head. "Perhaps the Dark Wizard has other ideas?"

He carried the unicorn's body and waved to the little wizards with a sad look on his face.

"Let's go back first. I need to bury the unicorn..."

Hagrid, holding the lantern, walked back dejectedly.

Seeing this, Ron and Hermione didn't ask any more questions and followed one after another.

Just as Harry was about to follow his friends and leave this dangerous place, a hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder.

"What's wrong, Hayden?"

Harry looked at Lekos with a confused look.

"You really don't have any guesses about the dark wizard who brutally killed unicorns and stole their blood?" Lycos asked softly.

"I think it's either Quirrell or Snape?" Harry thought. "After all, they both wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone. It's not surprising that they did something else heinous."

"Since you've already thought of the Philosopher's Stone, can't you open your mind a little more?" Lycos asked, "You should know the effects of the Philosopher's Stone, right?"

"I know. I heard it can turn stone into gold." Harry nodded. "Snape and Quirrell might be attracted by this ability and want to create countless treasures."

"Are you stupid?" Lycos slapped his head helplessly. "Snape is a rare potion master in the wizarding world. How could he be short of money?"

"Then what does he want the Philosopher's Stone for?" Although Harry didn't want to admit it, Snape's identity as the Potions Master could not be faked.

"Think about it a little longer. Does the Philosopher's Stone have any other functions?"

For Harry, who was not very smart, Lecos could only guide him step by step and gradually and subtly lead out the final truth of the matter.

"It seems... it can also be used to make an elixir of life?" Harry said uncertainly.

"Yes, the elixir of life." Lycos breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was a good thing that this careless guy didn't forget this point.

"So... don't you think there's a connection?"

Lycos's eyes were fixed on Harry's.

"The Dark Wizard is most likely simply using the unicorn's blood to prolong his own life so that he can drink something else—something that will fully restore his strength and life."

"I don't quite understand." Harry was stunned. "Snape and Quirrell both look fine..."

"Hasn't it occurred to you yet?"

Lycos took a sudden step forward and said irritably, "Who has been waiting in the dark for so many years, hoping for a comeback? Who wants a new life, biding their time?"

He wanted to further identify the person, but the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

Damn it! Even with just this kind of vaguely suggestive rhetoric, and even though he had no intention of revealing any information about Voldemort, he had already touched upon the Unbreakable Vow...

Can't go any further, can only stay here.

Lycos looked at Harry.

Now I can only hope that he can understand what I mean...

Fortunately, Harry was not so dull as to be stupid.

He stood there in a daze, as if his heart was suddenly grabbed by an iron claw!

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Chapter 83 Let’s Go

Few people care that, in addition to the winter break during Christmas and the summer break from June to August, Hogwarts also has a fairly long vacation.

This is the Easter holiday in March or April, which lasts for two weeks.

In terms of time, it can also be called spring break.

It’s just that the Easter holiday falls at an awkward time, so even the students at Hogwarts don’t care much about this holiday—

Summer vacation is not long away in March and April, not to mention that students still have to prepare for their final exams in June. Professors often assign mountains of homework during the Easter holidays to prevent students from having too much fun and forgetting to study.

Over time, few people were willing to go home during the Easter holidays, and most stayed in Hogwarts to complete their mountains of homework.

Someone like Hermione, a top student, would even start her review plan during the Easter holidays and continue until the end of the school year...

However, while Hermione was flipping through the book to review her lessons, Harry and Ron were sighing beside her.

"What are you two sighing about?" Hermione, finally unable to bear it any longer after being interrupted again, slammed her book on the table. "It's okay if you don't study well, but could you please stop making noise?"

"Hermione, no one but you would start revising so early," said Ron. "The exams are still hundreds of years away!"

He swallowed hard when he saw that Hermione had made all sorts of revision plans and had colored all her notes differently.

"Ten weeks," Hermione objected. "Not centuries. Even for someone as long-lived as Nicolas Flamel, it's only the blink of an eye."

"But we're not six hundred years old," Ron reminded her quietly. "And, anyway, why are you reviewing? You already know everything."

"Why should I review? Are you crazy? Do you know that we have to pass these exams to move on to the second grade? They are very important. I should have started reviewing a month ago. I don't know what was wrong with me then..."

"Wait, Hermione, don't review yet!"

Ron, the nerd who couldn't stop studying, was interrupted by Harry, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione looked at Harry with an expression that said, "I'll give you a hard time if you don't give me a reason."

"Quick, read this letter!"

Harry didn't care about Hermione's unhappiness about being interrupted in her studies. His face was full of anxiety, and he held a piece of paper tightly in his hand.

"This has just arrived by owl, with a message—"

He unfolded the paper and showed it to Ron and Hermione:

"According to reliable information, Quirrell will go to the restricted area on the fourth floor to steal the Philosopher's Stone at 7 o'clock tonight - LH"

"It's signed... LH? Who is this?" Ron was still a little confused. "How did he know about the Philosopher's Stone? And how did he even know that Quirrell wanted to steal it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Lecus Hayden." Hermione frowned and turned to look at Harry: "Harry, do you really believe that Slytherin?"

"I think we should trust Hayden. After all, he helped me a lot in the Forbidden Forest," Harry said. "And there's no reason for him to lie to us..."

"The person who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone is most likely the long-dormant Voldemort. This is what Hayden helped me analyze..."

"Don't say that name again!" Ron whispered panickedly, as if he was afraid Voldemort might hear.

Harry ignored him and continued to talk to himself, "Voldemort should have been hiding in the Forbidden Forest, or in some corner of Hogwarts, waiting for Quirrell and Snape to help him steal the Philosopher's Stone so that he can regain his former power..."