"I'm going with you." Malfoy remembered the grinning appearance of Ricardo being photographed just now, and said busily.

Ricardo heard Malfoy's disgust and glanced at Malfoy.

Boy, your path is narrow......

"I want to be with Professor Silva." Harry raised his hand, he knew that Ricardo was powerful.

"Well," said Hagrid, "then, I, Tooth, Malfoy, and Neville will go one way, and Professor Silva, Harry, and Hermione will go the other. If anyone finds a unicorn, they shoot a green spark, understand? Get your wands out and practice. ”

"By the way, if anyone is in trouble, just shoot a red spark, and we'll all come to you, so be careful, let's go."

The Forbidden Forest was dark and silent. They walked a little further inside and came to a fork in the road, with Malfoy, Toothtooth, Neville, and Hagrid on the right, and Ricardo, Hermione, and Harry on the left.

They walked silently, their eyes fixed on the ground. Every now and then, a ray of moonlight spilled down from between the branches above, illuminating a silvery-blue trail of blood on the fallen leaves.

Ricardo walked along the road, thinking and introducing them to the flora and fauna of the Forbidden Forest.

Hermione listened so carefully that she barely pulled out her notebook. Harry, on the other hand, was a little absent-minded.

"Could it be that the werewolf killed the unicorn?" Finally, he couldn't help but ask.

Werewolf? Ricardo thought of the Fenrir group he had beaten to pieces for Christmas, and then the unicorn he had a tail hair cut off.

"Like...... Unicorns are a little bit more powerful, at least in one-on-one situations, werewolves in the forest can't beat unicorns," Ricardo recalled, "and that's it anyway." ”

Little Harry closed his mouth, and it was obvious that the professor in front of him had beaten both of these magical beasts......

They walked past a mossy tree stump. They could hear the murmuring of water, and apparently, there was a stream somewhere nearby. On the winding path, there are still speckled unicorn blood stains.

"It looks like this road is a bit difficult to walk......"

Ricardo took out his wand and bit by little in the air. The three of them listened attentively. Something swished and slid on the nearby leaves: the sound was like a cloak dragging on the ground.

Ricardo squinted at the dark path, and after a few seconds, the sound faded away.

"I see," he laughed, "it's something like this." ”

"Werewolves?" Harry asked.

"It's not a werewolf, it's not a unicorn," Ricardo's muscles relaxed visibly, "Okay, come with me, it's just a small thief, but it's a big guy for you." ”

"Dark wizard, right?" Hermione guessed, "Based on your introduction to the Forbidden Forest, I think the only animals that kill the unicorns should be humans. ”

Ricardo agreed with this answer, which made little Hermione, who was obsessed with learning, instantly pale.

"No," Ricardo streaked a flame in the air, "I've played with them a few times." ”

But they walked more slowly than before, pricking up their ears to catch the slightest sound. Suddenly, in the clearing in front of them, they clearly saw something moving.

Hermione and Harry immediately stepped back, and Ricciardo stepped forward.

"Are you going to get out of here on your own, or am I going to send you away?"

The thing walked straight up to him.

Is it a human being, or is it a horse? Above the waist was a man, with red hair and a beard, but below the waist was a shiny brownish-red horse with a long red tail dragging behind it.

Harry and Hermione's mouths opened in surprise, but Ricardo lightened his guard.

Centaurs are generally not evil animals, and they are not aggressive enough, and when they really fight, they can crush a group of ...... Of course, it's the common kind.

"Good evening," the centaur ignored him, bowing his head and greeting Hermione Harry, "you are students?" Did you learn a lot in school? ”

"Hmm...... Learn a little. Hermione said shyly.

"Learn a little bit, okay, that's good."

It sighed. He tilted his head and stared at the sky.

"Mars is bright tonight," said the centaurs, "but it's a little worse than it was seventeen years ago." ”

"Hello, I want to ask, do you know where the injured unicorn is?" Ricardo was most annoyed by this riddler, but still patiently asked.

The centaur didn't answer immediately. He stared up without blinking, then sighed.

"It's always the innocent who suffer first," he said, "for centuries and still do." ”

…… Don't think that if you look up forty-five degrees, you're a prophet!

"Let's go," he said back to the two students, "I met such people on the streets of France, and was tricked into buying two tickets to the opera." ”

Harry and Hermione nodded understandingly, and followed Ricardo out of the clearing and towards the center of the Forbidden Forest.

The centaur looked at Ricardo's departing back, said nothing, and finally let out a long sigh.

"You're here......"

……

They walked for nearly half an hour, deeper and deeper into the forest, until the trees became so dense that the path was almost impassable.

The blood on the ground was getting denser and denser. There was a lot of blood splattered on the roots of a tree, and it seemed that the poor animal had writhed and struggled in pain nearby.

Through the tangled branches of an ancient oak tree, you can see a clearing in front of you.

At this time, Ricardo frowned, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his arms to stop the two people who were moving forward.

"Slow down, follow me."

A white thing glittered on the ground. Little by little, they moved closer to it.

That's right, that's the unicorn, it's dead.

It's a beautiful and miserable scene. Its slender legs maintained the position it had taken when it fell, and they stretched out unnaturally; Its mane spreads on the dark fallen leaves, like a pearl.

Ricardo had just taken a step closer to it when a sudden sliding sound stopped him. A bush at the edge of the clearing shook, and then a hooded figure flashed out of the shadows, crawling slowly on the ground like a approaching beast.

The cloaked figure approached the unicorn, lowered his head, aimed at the wound on the side of the corpse, and began to drink its blood.

"Ahh

At that moment, a sharp pain pierced Harry's head like he had never felt before, as if his scar had suddenly caught fire and his vision blurred and staggered backwards.

The hooded figure looked up and saw Harry at a glance, the unicorn's blood dripping onto his chest.

He stood up and walked quickly towards Harry. Fear and pain kept Harry from moving, and Hermione, though she looked terrified, stood in Harry's way.

"Oh, sir," Ricardo's voice rang out, his calm tone quickly calming the fear in Harry and Hermione's hearts, "I think we'll have to talk alone." ”