"Belenus, please give it life and vitality."

A trail of golden blood flowed from Kano's wrist, outlining Ogan runes on the ground.

"Arian Rod, please heal the wounds of the Pure."

The unicorn's breathing became harder, and Kano sprinkled his own blood around it, gradually forming a circle.

"Kornunos, keep an eye on your dependents."

Kano's blood drew a circle on the ground, and prayers were written in dense Ogan runes.

The symbols representing the sun and the moon are arranged at the two ends, and the emblem representing the guardian deity of the horned one appears under the little unicorn.

Kano pressed the dizziness of massive blood loss and wiped his wrist to stop the bleeding. He drew his wand and began reciting the psalms in the druid language.

The young leaves grow, the cattle roar,

The valley is flooded

longing for the rapids of the ocean;

……

Vibrant poems echoed through the Forbidden Forest, and the circle carved on the ground began to glow.

Black gas was constantly expelled from the wounds on the unicorn's body, and even the silver viscous blood slowly flowed back into its body.

Hagrid finally arrived at the clearing, knowing that Kano was trying to rescue the wounded unicorn, so he took his bow and crossbow and stood guard.

"Hagrid, don't be impulsive."

Two figures stepped out of the darkness, and they were the horses.

They have the body of a horse and the upper body of a man, like the legendary hero of the Greek legend, Charon.

The two centaurs are Bane and Ronan, who have black hair, and Bane's skin tone is a little darker.

"It's weird, the stars don't show this." Bane watched vigilantly at Kano who was reciting prayers with his magic powers, his four hooves pacing on the ground, making a clattering sound.

"That can be said later, he is now trying to save that holy life." Ronan sighed in a melancholy voice, "I hope he can succeed." ”

"Hey, I don't care what the stars tell you, but can't you help Kano?" Hagrid said angrily.

"We can try." Another silver-maned, blue-eyed centaur stepped out of the forest, and behind him was a large group of centaurs, all looking at Kano with interest.

"You shouldn't have brought your people here, Ferenze." Bane seemed dissatisfied.

"The elders say that when the Son of the Oak Tree comes, we should show the manners of the Centaurs." Ferenze responded neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Hearing that this was what the elder meant, Bane stopped talking.

The horses gathered around the circle, carefully dodging the glowing red streaks on the ground.

They took out the longbow they had on their backs and readjusted the tightness of the bowstring.

After a brief adjustment, the horses' hands are constantly plucked, playing simple melodies with bowstrings, while raising their hooves to soothing beats.

Ferenze, Ronan, and Bane each led a portion of their clansmen while singing ancient songs.

Ferenze leads the chant of the truth of nature, his voice bringing peace but an unshakable will.

Ronan's voice is magnetic and sad, and the ballad he leads depicts parting and death, as well as the yearning for a new life.

Bane's voice is rough and bold, and his ballads depict hunting, courtship, and feasting, and contain endless energy and passion.

The horses flick their manes and tails, three different melodies and beats merge together, and the magic in the atmosphere begins to resonate.

The formless and insubstantial magic converged into a transparent stream and poured into the circle at Kano's feet, and the Sun and Moon Emblem shifted, forming a triangle with the newly appeared Star Emblem.

The three emblems shone together, and Kano struggled to channel the power within them, infusing them into the emblem of the Horned Patronus in the center of the circle.

A black mist suddenly erupted from the little unicorn's body, and it was immediately crushed by the light.

Kano was relieved and sat down on the ground. Before he fell unconscious, he saw the little unicorn get up again and run towards him with joy.

The little unicorn ran to the unconscious Kano and rubbed his cheek affectionately, but the already unconscious Kano did not respond at all.

"Let me do it." Ferenze stepped forward, put the longbow back on his back, and picked Kano up with both hands.

"Ferenze, how is Kano? What are you doing? Hagrid stepped forward nervously, but Ferenze just shook his head.

"Hagrid, my friend, don't be nervous." He put his finger on Kano's forehead and probed it, smiling in response.

"The Son of the Oak is just a little overdrawn, and our elder ordered us to bring him back to the tribe to rest."

"Dumbledore has agreed, and he will be well received."

"Well, Ferencze, I can trust the Elder and Dumbledore. But when he comes out of the Forbidden Forest, I'll be the first to know. Hagrid looked at the unconscious Kano with unease, but the situation didn't allow him to do anything.

Ferencze nodded wordlessly, and Bane snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Hagrid's caution.

The horses quickly left the clearing, not forgetting the circle buried on the ground before leaving.

The little unicorn snorted twice, followed the centaurs from a distance, and disappeared into the woods.

Hagrid sighed, then viciously raised his bow again, ready to find the thing that had hurt the unicorn tonight.

The next morning, it's still the time to get up every day.

The biological clock woke Kano from his deep sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the little unicorn staring at him intently.

"You're recovering well, little one."

Kano reached out and scratched the little unicorn's neck, and the little one shook his head and ducked to the side.

Kano surveyed his surroundings, a house made of trees and mud, and a bed resembling a rural ondol beneath him.

At this moment, the door was opened from the outside, and a little centaur girl walked in from the outside, carrying a small pot of porridge in her hand.

"You're awake, nothing uncomfortable, right?" Pony Man places the porridge on the table and looks at Kano curiously.

The little unicorn hid behind Kano and looked at each other with Kano.

"I'm in good shape, what's your name?"

"My name is Abby, let's eat. I'll take you to the elders when you're done. Abby shook her brown fur and looked at Kano straight at her.

Kano got out of bed and stood at the table and finished his porridge, and he could drink some of the refreshing herbs in it.

"Let's go, take me there." Kano wiped his mouth and beckoned to the little unicorn.

The little one immediately came up and followed Abby out of the house with Kano.

The centaurs of the tribe each did their own job, but whether they were weaving or drying, even the centaurs who were about to go out hunting had their eyes on Kano.

Kano felt a little strange, but there was nothing to fear. Abby leads him to the center of the settlement, where there is a small house that is somewhat dilapidated.

"Come in, son of the oak." An old voice came from inside, "Let the little ones wait outside." ”