Change the world from Hogwarts

The search in the Forbidden Forest ended with the discovery of the death of the unicorn, and this was the only abnormality that Connor told Connor about.

The death of the unicorn made the entire Forbidden Forest weep.

Ordinary wizards may not be able to feel this deeply, but Connor could clearly hear the mourning in that forest.

This is true for all living animals, horse people and even the entire forest.

When the unicorn died, Hagrid also informed the centaurs he didn't like.

Even if he doesn't like centaurs, he still clearly remembers some of the rules in the Forbidden Forest.

And with the sound of horse hooves trampling, the horse people who had returned home before also came here again.

The holy figure lying quietly on the ground, dyeing the ground silver-white, deeply hurt their eyes.

Horse people are not vegetarians. They usually rely on their own bows, arrows and weapons to hunt in the jungle. They also eat meat.

However, as hunters who are active in the Forbidden Forest, they only regard themselves as a part of the ecology, and they will also show the greatest respect for some holy things that are sometimes active in the forest.

However, it has died now!

"Damn it, who did it? I'm going to kill him!"

"Those who kill unicorns will inevitably suffer retribution, and those who use unicorn blood without permission will also be cursed by nature."

Compared to the grumpy Bane, Firenze just sighed.

He habitually looked up at the sky.

"Today the stars are a little flickering and dim."

Then, Firenze walked up to Connor on his four legs.

"Kid, maybe you will run into some trouble next."

"Am I going to get into trouble?"

Then, Connor looked at the unicorn's body.

"Could this have anything to do with unicorns?"

However, Firenze did not give any positive response.

"Get ready, kid."

This is what the centaur said.

"Also, we want to have a funeral for the poor unicorn."

"Yes, as a natural thing, no matter what angle you stand on, it should also have a decent burial."

"We would like to invite you to attend."

"I?"

Connor subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"Representing Hogwarts?"

"No, it's not those wizards. We just want to invite you to send blessings to this poor creature in your ancient identity of accompanying nature."

"Yes, yes...but when is the funeral?"

"Tomorrow evening."

Listening to Firenze's words, Connor slowly walked to the dead unicorn under the gaze of all the centaurs, and gently stroked its cold skin.

"Just relax for now and say goodbye to your friends."

…………

"So, you were invited by the centaurs to hold a funeral for a unicorn tomorrow?"

In the principal's office, after Connor finished reporting his work in a brief and general tone, he heard such a relaxed response.

"This is really an interesting and novel experience. You must know that the centaurs themselves are very exclusive."

After leaving the Forbidden Forest, Connor went straight to the principal's office, where Dumbledore had already prepared hot tea and desserts.

This was not a problem at first. After talking to Dumbledore several times, he knew that this was the old man's behavior.

only……

"Is this all your reaction?"

Seeing the old man's unhurried look, Connor couldn't help but sigh.

"Then what other reaction do I need to make?"

The old man blinked his eyes, looking a little naughty.

"Forget it about pretending, I actually want to see a more steady way of dealing with it..."

At this moment, Connor's eyes also became sharp.

"I think you should understand what it means when a unicorn is drained of its blood and dies."

"The blood of unicorns has two properties. It is the essence of nature and can quickly replenish vitality, but at the same time it also means a curse."

"Yes, and once someone steps into the restricted area, they will be wandering on the boundary between life and death."

Connor shook his head helplessly.

"Actually, I just don't understand this. What is the meaning and purpose of killing the unicorn and draining the blood? Could it be that the guy was injured because of something without you and me knowing?"

"There are many things that are useless just guessing. Some objects must wait until they are fully formed before they can exert their value... Maybe your behavior is too eye-catching?"

Dumbledore seemed to have something on his mind.

And Connor just closed his eyes.

"So, is my guess correct? He really wants to use the blood of unicorns to temporarily strengthen himself, or even build some kind of bridge?"

However, these are just guesses now.

While these are just things that will happen in the future, there is another thing that is more important.

"So, all the werewolves have been caught?"

"Yes, they are all in the abandoned classroom on the eighth floor now. The potion prepared by Professor Snape can help them recover quickly. I think they will wake up tomorrow."

"So, what are you going to do? Professor Snape and I met on the fourth floor before, but there was no sign that the trap door under the three-headed dog had been pried."

"I know that no matter how simple it is to create facts, whether it is a riot in the Forbidden Forest or a werewolf attack, they are all targeting me."

While slowly sipping the black tea with a lot of sugar, Dumbledore slowly picked up a cookie from the plate.

This confident attitude seems to be relieving.

"So, do you have any countermeasures?"

At least the current old principal doesn't seem to take this method to heart.

"This is not urgent."

Without giving the final answer immediately, Dumbledore said with a smile.

"I actually want to hear your opinion. What do you think might happen next?"

"How do I know this?"

Seeing that the old principal was cheating again, Connor couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He is not a real prophet, there is no prediction.

only……

"It's a guess."

"tell me the story."

"It's nothing more than Voldemort's attitude and way of dealing with you. If he has enough courage, or feels that he has a chance to win, now would be a good time to oust you. I guess there will be pressure from two parties."

"What about the two parties?"

"The first is the board of directors. This is the simplest way. Although I don't understand why former Death Eaters can still stay on the board of directors and enjoy prestige, but since this is your decision, I don't want to say anything else.

"

Connor's words were obviously thorny, but Dumbledore didn't pay much attention.

"What about number two?"

"Ministry of Magic."