The piercing and unpleasant whimpering screams instantly resounded throughout the Forbidden Forest. Soon after the screams were heard, there was the sound of dogs barking, and there was the sound of rolling dirt and the chaotic chirping of birds......

Shout!

Suddenly, someone released red sparks towards the sky.

Lind shook his head and threw a mandrake in front of him with one hand.

That's why he's so obsessed with coming here.

This is the edge of the Eight-Eyed Spider Aragog's colony.

At the same time, he threw another mandrake at Quirrell. The shrill screams came so fast that Quirrell had barely stood up against the wall when he fell to his knees with his head over his hands and wailed.

At the same time, the unicorn's curse kicks in, and puffs of black smoke erupt from Quirrell's body.

Lind's dragon skin earmuffs are completely incomparable to the old-fashioned earmuffs in Hogwarts that have been mass-customized for an unknown amount of time, and the dragon skin earmuffs basically block out most of the sound.

Originally, I wanted to put on a closed earbud to listen again. But the state he was in just now simply didn't allow it.

In the original book, Harry encountered a total of three centaurs on his trip to the Forbidden Forest today, plus he had caused a violent explosion just now. Plus Harry and his party, the mysterious Dumbledore and others......

They could come here at any time.

And although he wears earplugs to isolate the sound of the mandrake, it also means that he has lost a lot of information from the outside world.

He had to run away, he couldn't do it now to give Quirrell two more spells and still have the energy to use other spells.

And it's still a long way from the unicorn, and he has to hurry back......

The hockey mask glanced at Quirrell as he fell to the ground wailing, then ignored him.

"Yugadimleviosa—"

Feeling his lilting body, he calmed down, trying to get the mandrake out of his mind, waving his wand.

"The wind is whirling—"

Linde's robe was blown with a hunting sound, and at the same time, his body flew into the air uncontrollably.

In the moonlight, a figure flew high into the air, his limbs swaying uncontrollably, as if he had been forced to push up.

The strong wind directly blew Linde's already unsustainable water blister spell, and Linde held on to his earmuffs to prevent it from falling.

If it falls and Quirrell picks it up, it's going to be a problem.

After Linde flew into the air, he hurriedly looked around, and the feeling of hanging in the air and the feeling of the strong wind blowing below him were so contradictory and strange.

"Found it!"

With his familiarity with some of the special terrain of the Forbidden Forest, he could see the direction he was coming from at a glance, and then readjusted the direction of the wind and "flew" in that direction.

Below, after Lind flew away, Quirrell finally plunged a wand into the rhizome of the humanoid baby in the mandrake.

The shrill screams have finally disappeared!

Disappear?! Quirrell remembered seeing the guy pull out two.

Quirrell struggled to raise his head, and he saw a huge eight-eyed giant spider and a group of large spiders staring at him, which was not as big but not small as this, and after that, it seemed that there were still spiders coming one after another.

On the third sharp foot to the left of the largest spider, another mandrake is inserted.

It stared at Quirrell as he heard the sound of horses' hooves and the trembling barking of the approaching dog, and he didn't know if the dog was excited or scared!

Hagrid's voice could be heard in the distance: "Tooth, keep up, it's our duty!" ”

"Let's go...... Idiot...... You shit. Voldemort's weak voice rang out.

Quirrell's face was not good, and he glanced coldly at the ground behind him, where there was a pool of blood, which was left by Linde's injury to his right leg just now.

Quirrell endured the sharp pain all over his body, let out a wail from his mouth, forcibly used the spell that turned his body into a black mist, and then stepped back.

As he passed by Linde's bloodstained area, he scooped up a leaf with his blood on it.

Quirrell flew high into the sky, and suddenly, an arrow plunged into his right shoulder from the side, and he lost control of his figure and nearly fell to the ground again.

Quirrell covered his right shoulder and continued to apologize to Voldemort with a shudder. "Sorry...... I'm sorry...... Master. ”

"Shut up! Walk! Voldemort roared hoarsely. Voldemort could see the two centaurs chasing after him in the back of his head, and two more arrows were fired.

Quirrell flew straight upwards, forcing his way through the canopy and into the sky, then heading towards Hogsmeade.

The two of them were in such a bad state that they couldn't go to the unicorn again, and the Forbidden Forest was so loud that Dumbledore might even have noticed it.

He Voldemort was not afraid of anyone, but Dumbledore.

During the flight, a leaf is thrown out by Quirrell. It was the leaf that was stained with Linde's blood.

"He's drunk some kind of potion, and his blood is interfered with by potions, and the tracing charm is useless."

At this moment, he was even more sure that he was being put on the table! The other party obviously knew that the tracing spell would drink some special potions, but at the beginning, he deliberately left a trace of the spell on himself to let himself chase him!

Treat yourself like a monkey!

What is it for?

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Lind flew into the air at breakneck speed, unsustaining the Whirlwind Spell in mid-air before Quirrell could break through the canopy. In mid-air, he descended in a parabolic trajectory at high speed, and as he was about to enter the forest, a paw grabbed his clothes.

It was Hans Christian Andersen.

Hans Christian Andersen grabbed Linde with all his might, and flew into the Forbidden Forest with Linde in a gliding gesture. Immediately after a tumble when he landed, he landed not far from the unicorn.

"Gollum - (There was no one around, everyone was attracted by the explosion!) ）”

"Good!" Lind nodded, and struggled to his feet, feeling like he couldn't cast a spell now.

He walked over and looked at the unicorn. It was clearly unconscious, only the faint agitation of its chest. From time to time, the nose spurts out silvery-blue blood, representing a large amount of blood water entering its lungs.

Not dead yet, but soon!

Luckily, he had a lot of potions and herbs in his pocket. Thinking about it, he took out Bai Xian from his waist bag and crushed it and tried to apply it to its wound.

He will do everything in his power to save it!

It works! Not long after Bai Xian was applied, the wound that had been bleeding before stopped bleeding!

Linde hurriedly took out Bai Xian from his bag and applied it to other wounds, but after only applying two wounds that were no longer than a palm, he found one thing!

White fresh is gone!

No, I remember I bought a lot. Linde hurriedly rummaged through his satchel and tried to find some white fresh.

No!

No!

Linde rummaged and rummaged in his waist bag, and finally gave up looking for Bai Xian again. Instead, he pulled out some potions he had bought.

"Blood tonics, bruise ointments, burn ointments!"

Lind remembers that he had tried to dig up some detailed information about healing unicorns in the library, but couldn't find any details! So I bought a bunch of healing potions for humans.

He gave all his brains to this unicorn, what should be fed, what should be fed!

After applying the two ointments, Linde ran to its head again, straightened its head, and tried to feed it the blood tonic medicine!

The unicorn looked to have recovered a lot, and when it opened its eyes with difficulty, it felt the healing wound on its body, and looked at Linde gratefully.

Moments later, however, it fainted again.

This can freak out Linde, doesn't this look like it's going to be okay? What's ......

Could it be some internal wounds?!

Thinking about it, Linde began to rummage through the bag again, and finally found something related to the internal damage after digging three feet into the bag.

A piece of dung stone, which has a strong detoxifying effect.

Lind shoved the dung stone into the unicorn's mouth. Carefully step back.

He's given all the medicine to the unicorn, so much so that he still hasn't treated his own injuries.

"Hans Christian Andersen?" Linde called softly, but didn't hear its response.

Just when Linde was a little confused, the unicorn suddenly coughed up blood violently, and its limbs twitched wildly!

Linde went up and kept touching its head, trying to ask what was wrong with it!

The unicorn raised its head, roared into the sky and slammed its head on the ground.

He's dead!

"How can this be, isn't it all good! I've given it everything! Linde felt a little hard to accept.

Before Linde could react to what was happening in front of him, Andersen flew back with a cloth bag in his mouth.

Linde opened the cloth bag and saw several small glass bottles piled up inside.

These bottles contained wisps of silvery mist and liquid.