In the end, Phyllis still spared Tom, as for why? No one knows except the two of them.

By the time Phyllis was about to return to the cabin, it was snowing again, and the last part of the road was covered with great difficulty in the snow, and the cold wind made it difficult to walk.

How hard the road home is, how happy you will be when you get home, everything is compared. When Phyllis pushed open the thick wooden door and walked into the wooden house, feeling the warmth rushing to her face, she was very moved.

"Amy, Amy!" Phyllis shouted.

"Master!" In an instant, Amy flashed in front of Phyllis, with an apron tied around her waist and a rag in her hand, and said excitedly, "The master is back!" ”

Amy's big eyes were full of smiles that could not be concealed, and she was very worried about her little master when she saw that the snow had suddenly fallen again, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Phyllis still holding a little one in her arms, and she put the little one on the floor and commanded, "Get it a towel, and then warm a glass of milk." ”

Amy looked down and saw that it was a small pony only twenty or thirty centimeters long, full of pink and delicate, or rather, a small unicorn.

The little unicorn had its eyes closed, and it was cold to the touch, as if it were dead. Amy hurriedly picked it up and put it next to the fireplace.

When Amy came in with the milk, she noticed that the dying little creature couldn't open his mouth at all.

Phyllis put the little unicorn on the couch and asked, "We need ...... A pacifier, is there one here? ”

"Nope." Amy shook her head and said, "I'll buy it now, but it will take a little time." ”

Phyllis looked at the dim sky and the heavy snow outside, then at the cold little unicorn, and finally said, "Okay, you go buy a bottle and come back." ”

At this time, the sun was setting, about five o'clock, and by the time Amy returned, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

But the hard work was worth it, without this bottle, there was no way to feed the little unicorn, and it probably wouldn't survive the night.

While the little unicorn drank a small half bottle of milk, Amy made a bed out of pillows and blankets and placed it next to the fireplace.

After all this, Amy asked, "Master, what's the matter with this little unicorn?" ”

It seems that this little unicorn is only two or three months in size, and such a small unicorn should be taken care of by its mother, how can it be brought back by Phyllis?

"I picked it up halfway through." Phyllis half-reclined on the couch and said, "I didn't see its mother, so something must have happened." ”

Phyllis wasn't all true, the little unicorn was indeed picked up on her way back, but she knew what was going on with its mother.

Unicorns, like dragons and phoenixes, are top-notch magical creatures, and adult unicorns not only have as powerful combat power as dragons, but also have a powerful and domineering curse before death.

It was a bloodline curse that harmed not just one person, but everyone who was related to this person. The curse of the unicorn has been discovered by wizards since ancient times, and there is an exact historical record that there was once a powerful wizarding family that was famous throughout England, and because of the curse of the unicorn, all the family members died mysteriously for more than 90 years.

The unicorn's bloodline curse has long been an important subject, and many great wizards have tried to break it, but nothing has come of it. To this day, the unicorn's curse is still considered the most powerful curse.

Because of this, very few wizards have the idea of fighting unicorns, and who knows if unicorns will launch a curse at the cost of broken souls before they die, so unicorns are rarely killed.

Of course, only "very little", not "none". Just today during the day, Phyllis saw the corpse of an adult unicorn, and in the bushes not far from it, she saw a young unicorn, so she took it back.

As for who killed such a beautiful creature as a unicorn so boldly and cruelly, Phyllis had her own guess, and she felt that her guess was quite accurate, but she didn't expect that Tom was so weak that he needed to use the unicorn's blood to continue his life.

With his life at any time and the possibility of coming to Hogwarts to steal the Philosopher's Stone, Phyllis has to say that Tom is really bold enough.

However, he is really not afraid of the unicorn's bloodline curse? Or is he no longer able to take care of it?

"He'll regret it." Phyllis touched the little one's head, chuckled, and said, "He'll definitely regret it." ”

"Master, do you want something to eat?" At this time, Amy quietly walked up to Phyllis and asked in a low voice.

Phyllis thought for a moment and said, "There's nothing special you want to eat, just make some of it, and just order some noodles or something." ”

Phyllis's leisure life in the cabin didn't last long, and on the third day after Christmas, she received a letter from Carl.

The content of the letter was simple, saying that at a very important meeting, Dumbledore, in front of representatives of the British Ministry of Magic and other national ministries of magic, suddenly stressed the need to be wary of the resurgence of the Death Eaters.

At the end of the letter, Karl wrote worriedly, "I'm worried that Dumbledore has received some news that the Dark Lord is coming back. ”

Eleven years ago, Voldemort disappeared due to an accident, and the Death Eater organization quickly collapsed. The Death Eaters didn't care about righteousness, they always cared most about themselves. When Carl searched the Death Eaters, he caught just one of them, and he could catch a large group of them - the Ministry of Magic had a rule that if he was guilty of meritorious service, he could have his prison sentence commuted.

Some people don't think that Voldemort is really dead, that the Dark Lord is just hibernating, not knowing what he is plotting, and he must be vigilant.

In this way, eleven years have passed, Voldemort has never appeared, and life in the wizarding world is peaceful and peaceful. More and more people are gradually leaning towards the fact that Voldemort is dead, and if not on the spot, he is likely to die on the run.

In this case, Dumbledore's speech was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves. Carr, who was sensitive to this, immediately realized that on the surface Dumbledore was talking about the Death Eaters, but in reality, the old headmaster was worried that it was definitely Voldemort. Without Voldemort as the leader, the Death Eaters would never have been able to sustain the climate; But if there is Voldemort...... Everything can get tricky.

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