Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Harry fell to the ground. Until this moment, Harry was still holding Tiera's hand tightly.

A sharp pain shot through Harry's head, a feeling he had never felt before, as if his scar had suddenly been penetrated by a red-hot iron.

Tiera, who had been held by Harry, passively felt the pain.

But Tiera's mental strength and concentration were much higher than Harry's, so when Harry was in so much pain that he couldn't help himself, Tiera was still conscious, holding Harry's hand and about to hit Voldemort's face.

hate.

Just when Harry's hand was about to touch Voldemort.

A horseshoe appeared in Tiera's field of vision.

With a "snap", Voldemort's face stepped into the fragrant soil of the Forbidden Forest - just missing Harry's hand.

Hi!

Tiera sighed inwardly.

This is another Centaur, Centaur Firenze, the prophet, who comes in accordance with the stars.

"You didn't..." Centaur Firenze wanted to help Harry and Tiera up after driving away Voldemort.

But when his eyes fell on Tiera, Centaur Firenze had obvious doubts on his face.

Then, Tiera saw an emotion called fear on his face.

Like a meteor, detonating in the dark night.

"Are you okay?" Firenze seemed to have not seen Tiera, staring intently at Harry.

"Are you okay?" the centaur pulled Harry up and asked.

"It's okay...thank you...what was that just now?" Harry asked.

The centaur did not answer. His eyes were astonishingly blue, like light sapphires.

Firenze looked at Harry carefully, his eyes resting on the distinct and prominent scar on Harry's forehead. "You are the Potter boy," he said, "You'd better go back to Hagrid.

It's not a safe time in the forest...especially for you."

"Let's go, I'll take you two to find Hagrid." Firenze added.

But Firenze still kept his eyes straight when he said these words, without even looking at Tiera. After pushing Harry with the end of his bow, he stepped forward with his horse's hooves.

Harry followed Firenze and held Tiera's hand again.

Tiera looked at Firenze thoughtfully.

Legend has it that the centaurs are as intelligent as wizards and have a complete magic system. They are especially good at healing magic, archery, divination and stargazing.

It is said that they can see the paths of stars.

The trajectory of the stars...

Think of Firenze’s fearful expression and the source of his spiritual dimension.

An unknown suspicion suddenly emerged in Tiera's mind.

He...could he have seen the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea in himself...

Firenze slowed down and reminded Harry to lower his head and avoid the low-hanging branches. Tiera followed Harry quietly.

Now he has his own things to think about.

If...if Firenze's fear really comes from the talent of Centaur to see the trajectory of stars, from the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea.

Does that mean that even with the magical blessing of time and the isolation of the black rock that makes up the library, the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea still has some weak connection with him?

If the Lord of the Deep Space Star Sea could directly interfere with him, the Centaur Firenze would immediately mutate and go crazy the moment he saw him.

"A unicorn died." After a long time, Firenze broke the embarrassing silence.

"Who killed the unicorn?" Harry asked.

"Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?" Firenze did not directly answer Harry's question.

"I don't know," Harry was surprised when he heard this strange question and said, "We only used its horns and tail hair in Potions class."

"This is because killing a unicorn is an extremely cruel thing." Firenze said, "Only people who have nothing and want everything would commit such a heinous crime. The blood of a unicorn

It can extend your life, even if you are dying, but you must pay a heavy price for it. In order to save your own life, you slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life, so from the moment its blood touches your lips

From that moment on, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life."

"But who is that outlaw?" Harry asked his question loudly, "If you have to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?"

"That's right." Firenze said in agreement, "Unless you just use it to delay your life so that you can drink another thing, something that can fully restore your energy and spells, something that can make you immortal.

An ageless thing. Mr. Potter, do you know what is hidden in the school at the moment?"

"The Philosopher's Stone! Of course! The Elixir of Life! But I don't understand who?"

"Can't you imagine, who has been waiting silently for so many years, eager to make a comeback? Who is clinging to life, waiting for the opportunity?" Firenze asked.

[Voldemort!] Tiera heard Harry's voice again.

Along with it came Harry's great fear.

"Are you saying," Harry said in a low and hoarse voice, "that it's lying on the ground..."

"Harry! Tiera! Thank God! Are you okay?" Hermione ran towards them along the path, and Hagrid followed pantingly. "Malfoy came back and said that you met the Killing Unicorn.

That thing?"

Behind Hermione and Hagrid were Malfoy, who looked nervous, and Fang, who was tightly held by him.

This was the fastest Malfoy had ever run in his life, and he still took the opportunity to run away in the chaos.

Since they had not been separated from Hagrid's group for long, and Malfoy was shooting red fireworks into the sky while running, Hagrid, who was extremely familiar with the Forbidden Forest, quickly found him and Fang.

And led them to run towards Harry.

As a result, they met Harry and Tiera who were being escorted by Firenze on the way.

"A unicorn was killed?" Hagrid asked the first time he saw Firenze.

Malfoy ran back breathless and incoherent.

One moment it was said that a monster appeared and killed the unicorn, and the other moment it was said that a big bat ate Harry and Tiera.

"The stars tonight tell us that a unicorn has been killed." Firenze said calmly.

"Thum-thum-thum-thum--" A burst of rapid horse hoofbeats came from behind Firenze, and a... or a horseman with golden hair appeared.

"The unicorn is dead." The centaur said seriously, while uneasily digging the soil with his hooves.

Tiera recognized that this was the centaur who was shooting arrows at his "inheriter".

At this time, Tiera's "inheriter" had already flown out of the Forbidden Forest and used the phantom spell to disguise himself as a short shrub growing next to the castle gate.

Tiera didn't dare let it enter the castle directly.

The "Inheriter" has already devoured a unicorn tonight, but its bloodthirsty nature doesn't seem to have weakened at all.

"The unicorn is dead!" the centaur said again, "devoured by a dark magic the likes of which we have never seen before."