Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Night in the Forbidden Forest

It can be seen that Hagrid and Filch have a bad relationship. Compared to the gloomy Filch, Hagrid is much better, and his three-meter-tall, shield-like body looks very secure.

"I don't go into that forbidden forest. ”

There was a hint of horror in Malfoy's voice, he had always looked down on Hagrid, who in his eyes was probably a coolie, a migrant worker who moved bricks, a dirty and smelly inferior. Malfoy felt insecure at the thought that his life needed to be protected by such inferior people, and he was wary of keeping his distance from the others, for fear that they would take advantage of this opportunity to disadvantage him, and they had not done such a thing before.

Malfoy didn't have a good impression of Hagrid, and Hagrid naturally didn't have a good look at him, so he sneered and said mercilessly, "If you still want to stay at Hogwarts, you have to go." ”

"No, you can't do that to me!" shouted Malfoy, as helpless as a weak girl blocked by hooligans, "It's the servants' errands, not the students, who came in here. I thought we were writing and checking or something. If my dad knew I was doing this, he would ......"

"You did something wrong and now you have to pay the price. Hagrid said roughly, "Sue you that Hogwarts is like this! you have to do something useful, or you'll have to fuck off." If you think your father is willing to let you be expelled, go back to the castle and pack your bags. Let's go!"

Malfoy didn't move, he looked at Hagrid angrily, but then lowered his gaze again.

"Well, now listen carefully, what we're going to do tonight is very dangerous, and I don't want to put anyone in danger, come with me first. ”

Hagrid led Harry and them to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, holding the lamp high and pointing to a path that was fading into the depths of the black forest. Neville was standing right next to Harry, and in the direction Hagrid was pointing, he saw a line of glittering trails on the ground, possibly some kind of liquid.

Hagrid made it clear to everyone what their mission was tonight, and they grouped them, with Malfoy choosing to follow Tooth, as the big dog seemed much more reliable to him than Hagrid.

"Well, but let me warn you, it's a coward. ”

Listening to Hagrid's kind reminder, Malfoy's whole person was not well.

Harry, they weren't happy for long, because according to the group, someone was going to be in a group with Malfoy.

The three of them looked at each other for a long time, and finally Ron consciously stood on the other side of the tooth, looked around, and said to himself, "If only Neville was here, then I wouldn't be afraid of anything." ”

Obviously, this sentence was not spoken to himself, but to Neville.

According to the grouping, Hagrid's side was indeed much better than Ron's, so Neville came to Ron's side and quietly patted him on the shoulder, indicating that he would be with him all the way.

Although Hagrid wanted to make Malfoy suffer, he still acquiesced to the current grouping.

"So, me, Harry, and Hermione go one way, and Malfoy, Ron, and Toothtooth go the other. If anyone finds a unicorn, they shoot a green spark, understand?"

Hagrid taught everyone how to use their wands to signal, and the group walked cautiously through the dark forest, holding their lights. It's not normal for the Forbidden Forest to be silent, because there are also insects and birds chirping according to the season, and there are quite a few birds living in the Forbidden Forest.

Neville felt that he already knew who was hurting the unicorn, because he had felt the kind of malice that he had not felt in a long time, and the more he walked deeper into the Forbidden Forest, the stronger this malice became, and there was already a hint of rancid smell that Neville had captured.

Soon they reached a fork in the road, and according to the previous group, Neville and they should take the right road.

"Stay safe. ”

"The same goes for you. ”

After parting, Ron's group fell silent, walking on the soft black earth, their eyes fixed on the ground. Every now and then, a ray of moonlight shone down from among the branches above, illuminating the road ahead, and then it darkened again, and the view returned to a small area illuminated by the light.

I don't know if it's luck or not, Neville didn't find a trace of the unicorn at all, and when he didn't separate before, he could still see blood on the ground, and now he can't even find the footprints.

"Looks like the unicorn is on Harry's side. Ron said suddenly, and Malfoy, who had been tense and nervous, was startled and glared at Ron angrily.

Ron paused, turned sideways, stared at Malfoy with ill will, and snorted, "I haven't settled accounts with you yet, but you've done us a lot of trouble." ”

Malfoy didn't speak, his hand gripping his wand tighter, trying to remember which spells would work right now.

Still, Ron was just scaring Malfoy, and it couldn't be more fun.

"Just kidding. ”

He smiled maliciously, and strode forward.

Neville had always been by Ron's side, he knew that it was his own existence that made Ron so bold, and if he were alone, he might still have to fight Malfoy, but he would never walk in the dangerous Forbidden Forest with the mentality of an outing like he did now.

Walking in an unfamiliar forest in the middle of the night is a dangerous thing, unknown creatures watching from the side are just a trivial matter, and the more troublesome problem is that it is difficult to determine one's position at this time, in other words, it is easy to get lost if you go too far.

I don't know how long I walked, but Ron and Malfoy were tired, so they stopped to rest.

This amount of exercise was nothing to Neville, and instead of sitting down to rest, he made his rounds around. Ever since he entered the depths of the forest, he felt like he had fallen into a quagmire, very uncomfortable. Because of his keen senses, he could often spot small movements that Ron hadn't even noticed, and the forest wasn't as quiet as it seemed.

Neville had always felt like something was spying on him, and while he didn't feel much malice, it wasn't a friendly act either.

He began to worry about Harry's side, as they had walked for so long without finding a sign of the unicorn, and it was clear that Harry's side had a better chance of encountering a unicorn, which meant that they had a better chance of encountering the unicorn hunter, and they were much more dangerous than Neville's side.

Neville was right, something dangerous had happened to Harry's side, they had come across the same thing that had attacked the unicorn.

It was a hooded figure, crawling slowly on the ground, like a approaching beast. In front of the thing, the corpse of a unicorn lay on the ground, a sight Harry had never seen before: its slender legs were unnaturally stretched straight in the position it had fallen, its mane spread like pearls on the black leaves.

The thing came up to the unicorn, lowered its head, aimed it at the wound on the side of the corpse, and began to drink its blood.

A sharp pain pierced Harry's head like he had never felt before, as if his scar had suddenly caught fire, and he staggered backwards and let out a cry of pain.

"Ahhhh

Hagrid had already aimed at the monster with his bow and arrows, but after hearing Harry's screams, he didn't care about the monster and quickly turned his head to look at Harry.

The hooded figure looked up, and the unicorn's blood dripped onto its chest. He glanced over to Harry, let out a shrill and ugly laugh like a key scraping through a glass window, and then flew away like a bat clinging to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, there was a scream in the air, and the figure was a dragonfly with broken wings falling from the sky and falling into the bushes below, shaking and then calming down.

"Harry, are you alright?"

Neville's voice came from afar, and Harver shook his head vigorously, one hand covering the scar on his forehead, which no longer burned, as if it were just an illusion.

But Harry knew it wasn't a delusion.