At night, Kano stood under an oak tree in the Forbidden Forest in his white robe.

It's been a few weeks since the dragon Noble is gone, and Malfoy finds that his usual weird laugh is suddenly useless.

Harry and Ron looked at him pityingly, their eyes just as they usually did when they looked at Crabbe and Goyle.

It took Malfoy several days to realize that the dragon was gone, leaving no trace except for Hagrid's three full boxes of empty brandy bottles.

He jumped to his feet angrily and went straight to Snape to report the incident. But Snape saw no evidence and did nothing.

This disappointed Malfoy, who began harassing Kano.

"Potter doesn't know dragons at all, Granger is a Mudblood, and Weasley and Longbottom together can't put together a whole brain."

"You helped that stupid big guy send the dragon away, didn't you, Blake?" Malfoy said firmly.

Kano raised his eyebrows: "I don't like the word mudblood, and I don't like you as a person." ”

"I advise you to stay away from me, Malfoy, and don't trouble yourself. It's not yours, and it's not yours if you splash and roll. Only your dad will always be used to you, and I won't. ”

Kano's contemptuous warnings didn't have the effect they should, and Malfoy continued to disgust Kano in a low-level way. So he didn't hesitate to do it.

The following week, whenever Malfoy dared to take a step out of the castle, a bird of some kind would fly over his head and drop bombs.

As he panicked and scurried, one or two vines would appear at his feet and trip him to the ground.

The most infuriating thing is that when he stands up covered in white stains, he can often see Crabbe and Goyle running over in a panic unharmed.

That's right, Kano only targeted Malfoy.

After repeating it a few times, the fool knows that there is a problem. Malfoy eventually had to give in.

"Canopus. Blake, you win, I won't harass you anymore. With a resentful look in his eyes, Malfoy came over to Kano to ask for an armistice.

"Oh, did I do anything?" Kano nodded innocently, "But it's good if you don't come to harass me, I can rest for a while." ”

Malfoy gritted his teeth in anger, hating himself for finding the wrong target and kicking the iron plate.

Kano was not prepared to let him go like this, because Malfoy had already stirred trouble in front of him several times, and Kano was ready to give him a dose of fierce medicine.

Recently, Kano's druid potion formula improvement has achieved phased results, and the ingredients that have disappeared from the old recipes have basically found replacements.

Now Kano needs to make a batch of finished products to test the efficacy of the medicine. One of them is a progeny medicine that can increase the chances of an animal getting pregnant.

Cano wondered if Old Lucius had gotten the drug and had given Malfoy a younger brother, would Malfoy still be so pampered.

You must know that although the title of Western aristocracy is inherited by the eldest son, the property is not.

In other words, if Lucius had a son in middle age and was deeply loved by him, then the inheritance that Malfoy could inherit would be greatly reduced.

And the inheritance of the magic family line is not so rigid, after all, the eldest son may be a squib. So if the second son is very good, maybe even the family business will be passed on to him.

The family business here refers to the connections accumulated over the years, and the ancestral magic, which is not comparable to gold and silver.

With bad water in his heart, Kano held a druid ritual in the Forbidden Forest on the night of the full moon.

He has a gold druid accessory hanging from his chest, representing the sun. Holding a gold scimitar, representing the crescent.

He climbed the oak tree with agility, and cut off a few mistletoe with his scythe in the middle of the moon.

Under the tree, a white cloth with enchanted spells floated in the air, and they were caught steadily. The mistletoe that has been cut off cannot fall to the ground, and a white cloth is caught to show its purity.

Kano jumped down from the tree, slitted his fingertips with a scythe, and threw off two drops of blood as a sacrifice.

Originally, it was necessary to sacrifice a white cow, but Kano has a special status, so it can be meaningful.

The moonlight immediately converged on the mistletoe on the white cloth, causing them to glow faintly. Kano picks up the mistletoe and puts it in an oak box.

Mistletoe is a parasitic plant that is often found on oak, a sacred tree in Druidic cultures.

Therefore, mistletoe itself has become a sacred thing, and because its juice is milky white, it has the function of promoting animal reproduction.

Kano will use it as the main ingredient to prepare the heir potion. I hope Malfoy will be happy to be his eldest young master in the future.

Kano himself was not prepared to come forward to pull the hatred, and he was ready to hand over the distribution of the potion to the Weasleys.

After all, their family is famous for having many children, which is simply a live advertisement.

When the time comes, there will be an auction and a dozen bottles, and Lucius can't help but be impressed.

Kano slipped the box into his pocket and patted it, yawning and preparing to go back to the castle to sleep.

After walking a few steps, he saw a tall black figure approaching and roaring.

"Who's there?"

"It's me, Hagrid."

Kano stretched out his hands, and the moonlight sprinkled on the white robe, with a handsome and pale face, like a fairy under the moon.

"Kano? Why are you here. ”

Hagrid let out a long breath and lowered the bow and crossbow he was holding flat.

"Headmaster Dumbledore should have told you that I had something to do with my recent visit to the Forbidden Forest." Kano said as he walked over to Hagrid.

"Kano, you don't know." Hagrid glanced around, as if something lurked in the darkness.

"The unicorns in the Forbidden Forest have been attacked recently, and I still haven't figured out what they made of."

Is it time to get started?

Kano knew that Quirrell's vitality was very weak. Voldemort forced him to attack the unicorn and replenish his vitality by drinking the unicorn's blood.

But the one who prolongs his life in this way will be cursed, and he will get a half-dead life.

But what was that to Quirrell, and what curse could be more terrible than Voldemort?

A panicked hiss was heard in the distance, and Hagrid immediately recognized it as a unicorn.

"Kano, you stay first..."

Before Hagrid could finish his sentence, Kano pulled a tall horse out of the mist, mounted it and ran.

The tangled roots of the trees in the Forbidden Forest swam to make way for him.

"Hagrid, I'll go first, you follow as soon as possible."

Kano grabbed the horse's belly, and the horse immediately ran away with him.

By the time he got to where the wounded unicorn was, the poor little guy was already dying.

The unicorn looked like it wasn't yet an adult, its body soaked in its own bleeding silver-white blood, and it gasped feebly.

Kano reluctantly slit his wrist with a golden sickle and began to sketch the circle on the spot.