"Yes, I saw it." Professor McGonagall understood the seriousness of the matter, and looked serious.

"Anyway, I'll go first, you'd better go to Professor Dumbledore and get him, and the Headmaster's command is... Zizi honey candy. As Professor McGonagall finished speaking, a spell exploded open the window in the hallway, and she rolled over and jumped from the third-floor window with a domineering attitude that was not appropriate for her age.

"Professor McGonagall!" Hermione's worry rushed to the window, watching Professor McGonagall fall rapidly from the sky, swinging her wand and landing smoothly.

"That's cool, it's a levitation charm, why don't we try it too?" Ron said with a look of envy.

"This is the third floor, we won't have time to cast spells, we'll fall to death!" Harry had to remind him.

"Let's go find Professor Dumbledore." Although Professor McGonagall had rushed to help, Hermione was still a little uneasy, and only Dumbledore could give them enough security.

"No, I heard everything I just said."

Just as Hermione was about to lead the team, Dumbledore's figure suddenly walked out of the shadows on one side, looking at the Forbidden Forest in the distance, Gu Jing Bubo's face also had a little moved, it was obvious that what happened in the Forbidden Forest had exceeded his expectations.

......

At this time, in the depths of the originally silent Black Forbidden Forest, a noisy sound sounded.

In the middle of the sound, a huge figure more than two meters tall came out of the bushes with difficulty, and the already shabby and patched clothes on his body were stained with patches of blood, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the Forbidden Forest.

In normal times, the predators hidden in the Forbidden Forest would have roamed around, but now there was silence except for a slight noise made by Hagrid, and only the sound of insects could be heard.

"Whew," Hagrid gasped, clutching the stick he had found halfway through to use as a weapon, leaning against a large tree, staring incarably.

In the shade of the trees, a figure shrouded in black robes slowly approached, and Hagrid, who could no longer walk, threw the wooden stick in his hand with all his might.

As a half-giant half-blooded, Hagrid's strength is naturally far beyond that of ordinary people, which is one of the reasons why he can successfully tame many magical creatures.

The thick sticks made a sharp noise in the air, but unfortunately, for a powerful wizard with a wary heart, such a method seemed meaningless.

"Divided!" The black-robed wizard simply waved his wand at random, and the stick exploded in mid-air, and sawdust fell from the sky.

"Who the hell are you? Why attack unicorns in the Forbidden Forest? Hagrid said angrily with red eyes.

The black-robed wizard didn't answer, nor was he stupid enough to explain to Hagrid why he had hunted the unicorn, but he gently raised his wand, pointed it at Hagrid, and whispered in his mouth.

"Avada suo!"

A green glow shot towards Hagrid at an extraordinary speed, and Hagrid, who had read the spell from the black-robed wizard's chanting, fell into deep despair.

Harry.. Dumbledore.... Aragog... Ivan... Hermione... Ron.... Noble...

A series of memories came to Hagrid's mind like a marquee, and just as Hagrid was about to wait quietly for death, a white shimmering figure rushed out of the lightning next to him, blocking the middle.

"No!" Hagrid was stunned and yelled.

But no amount of Hagrid's roar could change the facts, and the green light hit straight ahead, and the white figure stopped abruptly and fell to the ground.

That's a unicorn...

Even as a powerful top-level magical creature, after receiving a death curse, life is passing rapidly, and life is about to come to an end, and its white mane is stained with blue blood, but even so, it still struggles to stand up.

Hagrid was already in tears, trying to crawl over to check on the unicorn, but his body had long since lost any strength.

Quirrell, wrapped in black robes, trembled a little as the Dark Lord's voice rang in his head.

"Waste, not even a single brute can be killed." Voldemort felt that this was one of the most dish-minded men he had ever brought, and for the first time, Avada had not killed his target immediately.

Quirrell was very aggrieved, it was obviously because he had absorbed too much life force from Voldemort these days, which caused the power of magic to be weakened a lot...

However, in the face of the Dark Lord, who controlled his life and death, Quirrell did not dare to complain, so he had to pour out his anger on Hagrid in front of him.

If it weren't for Hagrid's reckless fool popping out of nowhere while he was hunting unicorns, he would have succeeded a long time ago, and how could he have been delayed for so long.

So Quirrell ignored the dying unicorn as his life passed, and walked slowly towards Hagrid, admiring the powerlessness and despair in Hagrid's eyes.

Quirrell waved his wand and was about to end Hagrid's life with one more Avada life, but when he raised his hand, he saw a different light burst out in Hagrid's eyes... From despair to confusion and finally shock... The corners of his mouth quivered slightly, and Quirrell could faintly read the words he wanted to say.

Dragon...

"Don't try to deceive me with such a small trick." Quirrell said disdainfully, he had seen too much of this little distraction.

Besides, where did the dragons come from in Hogwarts?

"You idiot looks at the sky!" Voldemort's voice reappeared in Quirrell's head.

Although Voldemort's perception was greatly reduced through a cloak, he was still able to detect an imminent life-threatening attack.

As soon as Voldemort spoke, a clear dragon roar reached Quirrell's ears, and by the time Quirrell turned around, it was too late, and he could only see a blazing flame getting closer and closer to him.

Voldemort snatched control of Quirrell's body, and the disgusting and strange snake face had somehow turned to the front, and it was tightly integrated with Quirrell's face, and the two faces overlapped as if they were grotesque.

Even so, Voldemort only had time to reach out and wave his wand before he was engulfed in flames....

In the midst of the flame dragon breath, a purple magic barrier suddenly lit up, barely keeping the flames out, but the scorching heat and rolling waves of qi made Voldemort dare not relax in the slightest, not to mention that the hastily released magic barrier had gradually cracked and showed signs of collapse.

Fortunately, the flame breath lasted only three seconds before it was over, and just as Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief, a huge dragon head suddenly appeared in front of him, and with the great force of the swoop, it instantly broke through the barrier and threw the grotesque body away...