Even in the history of magic, Professor Binns often mentions content outside of textbooks.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Quirrell was still reading from the textbook, reading the textbook boringly, and occasionally some of his own opinions, which made many young wizards have a good impression of Quirrell.

The only professor who didn't add a burden to them!

What a nice man.

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry was as good as the other young wizards.

"Harry, borrow your paper for my reference, there's something I don't understand." Hermione poked her head and whispered, "...... you"

"Map of the Forbidden Forest." Harry lowered his voice, "The area I'm exploring now. ”

He reached into the sorting hat and pulled out a stack of papers: "Which one do you want?" ”

"Thank you." Hermione was unceremoniously and took it all.

Ron smacked, "Miss Granger, you're depraved too." ”

"Shut up!" Hermione glared at her, "I'm not like you, I'm not copying, I'm just referencing, looking for ideas." ”

Ron was angry and pursed his lips louder.

Hermione narrowed, waving her wand threateningly.

Ron immediately shut up and pressed the paper that belonged to Hermione in front of him.

Late at night, Harry put on his cloak of invisibility and headed for the Forbidden Forest again.

There was still a large unexplored area, many of which he had labeled as extremely dangerous - such as the territory of the Eight-Eyed Spider, and he would never venture there unless he couldn't find a two-horned beast in the Forbidden Forest.

Just deep into the woods.

A strong smell of blood poured into his nose with the wind, mixed with the sour smell of grass.

It's the smell of a unicorn.

Is it hurt?

Harry was a little surprised, this creature... Although they are classified as "4X", it does not mean that they are as easy to deal with as trolls, but because they are very docile, even for men, they are mostly only banished and rarely harmed.

What creatures can do it?

A bicorn?

This cursed creature that feeds on goodness and justice seems to have the potential and strength to strike at unicorns.

He tightened his cloak of invisibility and quickly found the first bloodstain.

Silvery-white, as bright as the moonlight, messy on the ground - the blood of this holy creature, but Harry did not dare to reach out and touch it, a strong malice, from the blood, made him subconsciously stay away.

Follow the blood.

The terrible horse cries, and the law wails for a while.

Behind the bushes, a unicorn broke its legs and struggled, its horns surging with milky white holy light, dazzling, but the breath of life became more and more withered.

In front of it, a black-robed wizard waved his wand, and the vines around it slowly converged, wrapping around its neck and lifting it up.

Harry's brow furrowed slightly.

There are many ways to kill a unicorn, so why use such cruel methods.

He raised his wand and pointed it at the black-robed wizard and uttered the incantation: "Full speed to repel!" ”

Knock Back Spell!

Invisible magic surged, and arrows shot at the man.

The black-robed wizard reacted quickly, and almost instantly, with a movement of his left hand, an iron shield enveloped his body, flicking the spell away.

And the vine hanging from the unicorn was not disturbed in any way, getting taller and higher, and its aura became weaker and weaker.

"Who!" The black-robed wizard turned around, his tone stern, but he didn't cast any spells, he still had to maintain his magic, and in his heart, there was nothing more important than killing a unicorn.

Harry raised his wand again, but not at the wizard, but at the vines—torn apart!

The vines are split.

The unicorn slammed into the ground.

It is angry and wails quietly, but it will all be... Alive.

Didn't kill!

This annoyed the black-robed wizard, who waved his wand at the bushes where the spell had struck him, and shouted sharply, "Infernal Flame." ”

Fire Spell!

Black flames surged, engulfing the bushes, spreading at an extremely fast speed, overwhelming and surging.

Harry, who had long been dodging to the side, had palpitations.

What kind of flame is this?

The evil aura almost made him vomit.

This powerful spell was also a burden on the black-robed wizard, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

"People aren't there, idiot!" Suddenly, Harry heard another voice, hoarse, rough, and furious, "Don't go to that student for the night tour! ”

"Quick, let me drink blood."

The black-robed wizard's voice became cowardly: "Master, it's not dead yet......"

"The curse isn't strong enough, but it's okay, if Dumbledore comes, I can't escape it now!" The hoarse voice made Harry's scar ach, "Just regain a little strength." ”

The black-robed wizard slowly leaned down and bit down at the unicorn's neck—the holy beast that had just regained some strength could only wail at this moment.

Let his own blood be sucked by this man.

The fires were gathering together, forming a circle, enveloping him.

Harry raised his wand and shot two brilliant green sparks into the sky.

"It's there!" A hoarse sound sounded, and it became more powerful, and the black-robed wizard obediently raised his wand, and the fire condensed into a ball and pounced in that direction.

But it still came to naught.

"Fools, disillusionment charms, potions, or cloaks of invisibility." He scolded hoarsely, "If you can't see him, you're not his opponent!" ”

The black-robed wizard reacted and raised his wand high: "Stop the spell!" ”

Powerful mana surges.

The tumbling black waves of fire froze and gradually extinguished, the wind howled all around, and the fallen leaves rustled, as if time had been suspended.

But there was still no one to show up.

Not a magic effect.

That's... The Cloak of Invisibility.

"Hurricane sweeping!" He recited the spell again, and with him as the center, a strong wind swelled, blowing, raging, and the cloak of invisibility was a cloak after all, and it was the best spell to deal with it.

But...

There was no figure in sight.

"Behind your back, idiot!" A hoarse voice scolded.

It's late!

Harry lifted his cloak and aimed his wand at the black-robed wizard, but instead of casting a spell, he clasped his wand with his middle finger and spread the other four fingers.

Alpha Seal!

The black-robed wizard reacted extremely quickly, and an iron armor spell protected his body—it was useless! It wasn't a spell, his body was like being hit hard by a bull, and he fell uncontrollably.

Harry drew his sword and stabbed it hard.

Poof—

In the middle of the waist and abdomen, the blood flow is like an infusion.

He was about to stab his second sword and head for execution.

The black-robed wizard wasn't a crooked jujube of the Magical Drama Academy after all, he was quick to react, swinging his wand, his robe twisted, the corners stretched, and his sharp, withered hand reached out and grabbed Harry's wrist.

Dead.

It was difficult for him to stab the second sword down immediately.

And at this moment, the person under the robe turned into a puff of smoke, drifted away, and disappeared into the dark forest.

The magic dissipated, and those withered hands turned back into robes and fell to the ground.

Fled.

Harry was on the alert, hunched with his sword, waving his wand in one hand, chanting a spell, his robe fluttering around him, round and round around the fiery ground.

In the distance, heavy footsteps, barking dogs, horses' hooves, and—a powerful magic that should have disappeared and suddenly appeared.

"Avada suo!"

In the dense forest, green light flashed.

Harry had only a green glow in his eyes and death in his senses, but he had been prepared, rolled over, and the Curse was missed, falling to the ground, exploding violently, and lifting up a head-like clod of dirt.

was stabbed by himself, is it so unwilling?

Footsteps are closer and more chaotic.

Kerosene lights came, accompanied by Hagrid's stern voice: "Who's there—Harry?" ”

"Harry, why are you here?"

"What's going on?"

Harry tilted his head: "I'll explain to you later, you can see if this unicorn can be saved?" ”

Hagrid crouched down to check its injuries, and after one glance, he angrily yelled, "Who did such a thing to it?" ”

"Oh my God, look at its injuries, and its neck—"

His words suddenly choked, tooth marks, tooth marks that ran through his skin.

"Someone drinking unicorn blood?" He was terrified.

Harry nodded, continuing to be wary, "Well, I watched him with my own eyes, or rather they drank it. ”

"Who?" Hagrid asked.

Harry shook his head and didn't speak, "Let's go, we need to see Dumbledore." ”

Hagrid carried the unicorn, the creature that had been greatly surprised tonight and struggled with all its might.

"Good baby, don't be afraid." Hagrid patted it on the stomach and soothed, "I'm taking you back to heal, trust me, we've met, haven't we?" ”

Harry couldn't help but look sideways: "You know it?" ”

"I've met the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest a few times, and I've helped them take care of their newborn cubs." Speaking of this, Hagrid was proud.

The unicorn gradually settled.

Harry slowly approached his invisibility cloak, "Let's go, he shouldn't have the guts to ...... again"

The words are not finished.

Another life-requiring spell.

The green light shot at Harry—

Hagrid's eyes widened, "No! ”

Harry didn't let his guard down, rolling on the ground again, dodging again.

"Unforgivable Curse!" Hagrid's voice trembled, and he looked at the direction of the spell, "Who is it!" ”

Harry waved his hand, "Go!" ”

He caught the man's breath—dirty, rancid, blood, and loin.

If he were twenty years old now, he would have to be taken down.

Not now.

I'm only eleven years old, and something... It's up to the "grown-ups" to figure it out.

The Requisition Curse didn't show up again, it was his last attempt, and they cautiously left the Forbidden Forest, Harry put on his invisibility cloak again, and the two of them were relieved when they were inside the castle.

All the way to the principal's office.

When the stone statue at the door finished speaking, the two of them saw Dumbledore in a star-moon nightgown, holding a glass in his hand... A drink that can almost be described as syrup.

"Hagrid, and Harry." Dumbledore yawned, "It's not a good thing to disturb the elderly's sleep like this. ”

"Especially you, Harry, the little wizard should be in bed at this time."

Harry didn't show any mercy in his mouth: "The old wizard shouldn't be holding sugar water at this time. ”

Hagrid interrupted them in a panic, "Professor Dumbledore, you know - there have been some attacks on unicorns in the Forbidden Forest lately, and I was on patrol when I suddenly saw a spell shooting into the sky, so I rushed over. ”

"Just see Harry!"

"A dying unicorn."

"And a dark wizard who cast a requisition spell on Harry!"

Requisition Spell?!

Dumbledore's face became serious.