Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Time, 11:30, in the Forbidden Forest.

Ryan floated above everyone's head, invisible and intangible magic turned into stars, constantly gushing out from Ryan.

At this moment, he was like a white hole in the scientific hypothesis, constantly providing matter and energy to the outside world.

The perpetual motion version of magic that was thought to be useless, now Ryan, showed its true face.

At this moment in the Forbidden Forest, all developments, voices, and even ideas are controlled and guided by Ryan.

The invisible realm, the foreign land represented by the Moon's phantom, overlapped with the Forbidden Forest invisibly, but no one noticed.

And the Deathly Hallows, the old wand in Dumbledore's hand, is just a dead object most of the time, and Ryan's intuition tells him that it's okay.

Dumbledore, who was hiding behind Harry and others, raised his eyebrows unconsciously. The thoughts from Grindelwald that were almost futuristic made him a little uneasy.

But Ryan only let his domain descend, which would not endanger Dumbledore's own life safety, and the Moon Phantom was a lv7 power after all.

So Dumbledore was just uneasy, but he immediately put his mind on Hagrid and the others.

And Voldemort, whose soul was broken, was just more immortal, but he was unaware.

He might have stronger magic power and greater magic destructive power. Even Dumbledore, who used the Elder Wand, could only be comparable to him, but his weakness was too obvious.

This weakness could not harm his life among wizards of the same level. As long as the injury was not particularly serious, he could be resurrected continuously.

It can be said that he is already invincible.

But for wizards of higher levels, or wizards who have touched the power of lv7, it is easier to deal with him than to deal with wizards who have just reached lv6.

Ryan is such a wizard. Starlight gathered in Ryan's hands, and a noble horse shining with silver light was born from the light and fell to the ground.

No matter which magical animal expert, they would not believe the scene in front of them. This is not a living unicorn, but a magical creation.

Under Ryan's guidance, Voldemort sensed the noble and pure magic.

Hagrid and others also slowly moved forward along the false blood trail.

Ryan was originally prepared to see how Dumbledore implemented his plan, but after seeing the injured unicorn, Ryan gave up this decision.

The reason is simple, that is, he doesn't like it.

If he is weak, these unnecessary sympathies are weaknesses, and things that need to be patiently eliminated.

But why does he need to be patient now?

Compared with other magical creatures, modern wizards are only slightly more resistant. Everything depends on a small wooden stick. Without it, even the wizards in Wagadu, Africa, can only perform some things that can only be called magic tricks through gestures.

How did such wizards gain dominance?

At this moment in the Forbidden Forest, Voldemort used Quirrell's body to show the wizard's real high-end combat methods!

The fake unicorn screamed shrilly, and its silver-white blood kept falling like a meteor, but under the influence of unknown reasons, most of it returned to the body.

The unicorn turned into a light that could not be seen by the naked eye, and kept crashing into the seemingly thin wizard.

No extrasensory spell was used, which could only enhance perception. Even if you could see the movement trajectory of the unicorn clearly, the physical body could not react.

No shield spells such as the Armor Spell were used. Facing such a high-frequency attack, even Flitwick was good at super armor protection, and he could not hold on for long.

Voldemort did not even use the black magic he was good at. He could not directly destroy the unicorn's body or pollute the unicorn's blood. He needed to absorb the unicorn's pure vitality, transfer the curse to Quirrell, and destructively enhance this temporary body.

He just kept chanting the strange spell to keep the unicorn's blood from flowing out, which was ancient and cruel! He was like a chef, pickling and preparing dishes.

Among the magical creatures, there are many creatures with powerful magic, and the unicorn is the best among them.

But all the magical creatures, excluding the phoenix, have too single magic and are too easy to target.

Although the magic of the phoenix is ​​single, it is single to the extreme, even beyond!

And the magic of the wizard is the universal key. No matter how strong the lock is, a skilled wizard can transform it into the corresponding key, unlock it, and destroy it!

From Ryan's perspective, the unicorn's light-transformed body seemed to fall into a quagmire every time it was about to touch Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, and turned into its original form, and then the wound on its neck cracked again.

And Quirrell, like a ball in the water, swayed with the "water flow", and no matter how hard the hands under the water fiddled with it, it could not touch it from the side.

The Knight Bus uses this principle to let the surrounding obstacles automatically avoid it.

For magical creatures with a single magical nature, as long as the wizard's attainments are sufficient, they can be dealt with in this way.

The magical creatures in the Ministry of Magic are classified according to the danger level. For some reason, the higher the danger level of the magical creatures, the more difficult it is to deal with them by such means.

Only wizards of Voldemort's level can deal with creatures like thunderbirds, unicorns, and dragons by such means.

However, three-headed dogs with mixed magic power cannot be dealt with in this way.

This is why Voldemort can only find a way to quickly pass through the three-headed dog through Hagrid.

Five minutes later, the unicorn was still roaring, but it was no longer able to transform into light.

At the end, it also raised its head high and used the sharp horns on its head to hit Voldemort.

At this time, Quirrell's body, which was controlled by Voldemort, seemed to have reached its limit and was motionless. The unicorn's eyes shone with hope.

However, the spell used to return blood suddenly stopped as Quirrell's body sounded. The unicorn fell down, and its veins bulged. The silver-white blood flowed like a fountain into Quirrell's mouth, which was standing there and now had its mouth wide open.

On the other side, Harry and his friends walked for nearly half an hour, going deeper and deeper into the forest. Later, the trees became extremely dense and the path was almost impassable.

The bloodstains on the ground became denser and denser. A lot of blood was splashed on the roots of a tree, as if the poor animal had twisted and struggled in pain nearby. Through the tangled branches of an ancient oak tree, you can see an open space in front.

"Look--" Hagrid whispered, raising his arm to stop Harry and the other two.

A white object was shining on the ground.

Hagrid motioned Harry and the other two to stay where they were, and he approached it little by little.

It was a unicorn, and it was dead!

They had never seen such a beautiful and miserable scene before.

Its slender legs remained in the position it had fallen in, stretched out unnaturally; its mane was spread on the dark fallen leaves, as white as pearls.

But looking at its body, its beautiful body was slightly dry, and most of its blood had been sucked out!

Hagrid just took a step closer to it, and he saw it!

The murderer was still there!

In their blind spot, a hooded figure, like a wild animal, was lying on the ground, aiming at the wound on the side of the almost dried corpse, sucking its blood.

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