A night in a coma had apparently caused Ella to miss a lot of things, many things that she didn't know about right now.

That includes the unicorn thing.

But it doesn't matter, it's actually too late to say it now, but unfortunately, the reality is not pretty.

"The unicorn was dead, and when it was found, it had been bled dry."

When Ella heard the news, she only felt like she was dreaming.

"He's dead...... How so? ”

Just as she felt like her mind and consciousness were in a trance, Connor raised her brow.

He knew that there was no way he could disturb the girl at this time, so he just asked the old man again.

"So...... She has a good relationship with the unicorn? ”

"Well, she's been playing with that unicorn since she was a kid, and they've grown up together."

"That's right."

After getting a brief answer from Ike, Connor shook his head.

For him, there was no need to continue to ask about the details, this wine was an ordinary tragedy that could not be more ordinary.

For Ella, last night's experience was like a nightmare.

The first is that she herself was unknowingly transported to Hogwarts, and then she was induced to go wild and go berserk.

At the time, if it hadn't been for the professors' timely intervention, if Connor hadn't arrived in time, she and her friends might have made some mistakes.

And now, when I finally avoided those risks, I found that my jungle buddies who had grown up together since childhood were murdered.

"Who did it?"

As Connor looked at the girl with a vague sympathetic gaze, he heard the question.

Eyeing Ella, Connor could see a monstrous anger in her eyes.

"Who did it?"

“…… All I can say now is that this is the same person who framed your village and tried to use werewolves to invade Hogwarts. ”

"Yes...... He? ”

Ella tried desperately to remember, but the tearing feeling in her head remained.

The memory that should have been complete was forcibly torn off such an important part that she couldn't distinguish it.

Even the inertial completion of consciousness doesn't seem to exist.

"Who's here?"

At the same time, the old werewolf's expression was also quite ugly.

Ike obviously couldn't remember.

Seeing the frowning appearance of the father and daughter werewolves, Connor had a general understanding of the state of the settlement.

"Looks like those full moon wolves didn't tell them."

Just as Connor was silent, the voice of Newt, the little old man, came in his ears.

He didn't seem to care about his grandfather's age, nor was Connor young enough to be his grandson, the magizoologist just bent down and whispered into his ear.

"Very clever choice - since the wizard is involved, then these werewolves should not do anything on their own."

With that, Connor couldn't help but look back at the werewolf named Ella.

"Especially when someone can't control their emotions."

"Do you know who did it?"

Not knowing what Connor was talking about, Ella just asked.

"I'm going to make him pay."

"Unfortunately, I don't know."

In the face of the werewolf's angry gaze, Connor said such a thing without blinking his eyes.

"It was also an incident for Hogwarts, and we don't know exactly who wanted to raid the school...... But I can assure you that the truth will soon come out. ”

“…… Well. ”

Although she hesitated, Ella finally nodded.

She lost the interest in continuing to chat, and slowly moved her eyes to her father.

"I'll go see Clay."

"Well, go ahead."

At the mention of that name, Ike didn't look very good.

After Ella turned to leave, Ike sighed as well.

"I'm sorry, but the recent situation is really not optimistic."

He continued to talk to Newt.

Connor took a step back.

With a phoenix on his arm and a white cat around his neck, he slowly walked outside the werewolf village.

Because of the special situation at the moment, there are even centaurs stationed on the side of the gate, one on the left and one on the right, and the two centaurs with perfect bodies like ancient Greek sculptures are just not squinting and vigilant in front of them.

But before Connor could go far, he heard a voice of accountability:

"You're lying, kid of the forest."

With such a voice, the silver-maned and golden-clad centaur slowly walked out.

"You are capable enough for you to listen to the sounds of nature, ordinary people...... Even what we decaurs see as dead still exudes life in your eyes. ”

The glow that shone faintly through the dense shade of the trees fell on him, exuding a mysterious and harmonious meaning.

"Mr. Ferenze."

Without denying what he had done before, Connor just smiled in response.

"Any questions or any other advice?"

"No, it's not, I'm just here to remind you not to forget the funeral in the evening."

"I won't forget."

How could Connor forget such a thing?

There are some things that only he can do, and some things that only he can give meaning.

If anything, as the horses call him, he is the darling of nature, the son of the forest.

These titles are actually related to the knowledge and ancient magic he once studied.

Spend time with nature, communicate with souls, and listen to the sounds of nature.

And when wizards don't yet have a formal, uniform name, most people tend to call them like this:

Oak Sage (Druid).

"Your mission in this world has been accomplished, all that this forest has given you will be thrown into a new cycle, your existence will be remembered by this land, this forest, may your soul break free from the shackles of the flesh, go to the distant shore without any worries, and start a great and new adventure."

Deep in the Forbidden Forest, on the edge of a beautiful lake, centaurs, werewolves, and unicorns in the Forbidden Forest gather.

At the same time, there are also small animals that come spontaneously.

In the center was the silvery-white corpse that had not decomposed.

Under Connor's melodious tone, the whole forest seemed to come to life.

Suddenly a sprout sprang out from beneath the ground, and they began to grow rapidly, forming a sea of flowers.

Beautiful flowers completely covered the unicorn's carcass, as if it were used as nourishment, as if it had ever been used as proof of its existence.

“…… Is it over? ”

Looking at the flowers in the shade of the tree, Ella seemed to have just come to her senses.

"It's over."

It was the centaurs who answered her, the handsome Ferencze.

"It's just that this event is not over yet, and Mars is still bright tonight."

"What do you mean?"

Ferenze didn't answer, he just walked slowly to the side of his compatriots.

"Hurry up and get better, we must be united."