Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 100 Saving the Unicorn

It's not that Harry doesn't want to use the Killing Curse, it's that he doesn't know how.

He only learns magic from textbooks now. How can the book teach the Unforgivable Curse?

There is a lot of dark magic in the restricted area of ​​the library, but he has not entered it yet.

If he could use the Death Curse, he would naturally kill Quirrell without hesitation.

So the words he shouted were just misleading Quirrell.

Harry thought Quirrell would turn around and kill him, but unexpectedly, he just ran away...

The black-robed man escaping in panic looked like a bereaved dog.

Your dignity, Harry really wanted to shout out loud.

Hagrid finally saw the murderer.

With anger in his chest, he ran hard, chasing Quirrell, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the two people ran out of sight, leaving Harry alone standing under the tree.

Well, why are you leaving...

call

A gust of cold wind blew into Harry's neck.

Harry approached the unicorn.

This is a beautiful creature. Before this, Harry had never thought that the word beautiful could be used to describe animals.

It is shaped like a white horse, with silver hair that exudes a faint white light in the dark night, a golden horn on its forehead, and its eyes are transparent.

It looked helplessly at the sky, its eyes turning gray.

Although it is lying quietly on the ground now, with a hideous wound on its neck that is bleeding and vomiting blood from its mouth, its beauty and holiness cannot be concealed.

It didn't occur to Harry that the unicorn was still alive.

Since it is not dead, Harry will not watch its life disappear.

The wand pointed at the wound on his neck.

"Life restored".

A white halo covered the wound, but to Harry's surprise, the healing magic had no effect.

The wound is still there.

If the bleeding cannot be stopped, there is no way the unicorn can be saved.

Harry did not give up and used other healing spells, but with little success.

The unicorn's twitching limbs slowly stopped, and its beautiful eyes became increasingly dim, like a flame that was about to go out.

Are we going to watch the unicorn die? Just when Harry was helpless.

A huge black shadow suddenly jumped out and landed on the ground, making a clattering sound of hooves.

This is a centaur. His upper body is human and his lower body is horse.

His hair is platinum blonde, and his eyes are astonishingly blue, like sapphires.

After he appeared, he looked at the unicorn whose body was getting cold.

He sighed regretfully: "I'm still late."

He said to Harry: "No need to try any more, its wound has a curse and an evil aura attached to it, which magic cannot dispel at all."

Harry's eyes lit up when he heard what he said.

The bright elements in my mind became active, and the elements in the air began to respond and slowly gathered.

White light covered the wound, and then Harry used "Life Recovery" again.

The long wound began to heal slowly.

The centaurs looked at this scene in disbelief: "How is this possible... I clearly noticed the curse, how could it disappear?"

Sure enough, magic is magic. The unicorn obviously lost so much blood, but it survived under the influence of magic.

The unicorn rolled its eyes and looked at Harry.

The unicorn is an intelligent creature and it knows that Harry saved it.

It wanted to stand up, but it was still very weak after all. Its feet gave out and it fell down again.

The centaur put it on its back and said to Harry: "Since the unicorn's life is not in danger, I will send it back to their main group, and the unicorns there will take care of it."

"good."

The horseman raised his front hooves, stepped on the ground again, and walked a few steps, as if he was hiding something unspeakable.

He still made up his mind and said in a serious tone: "Harry, do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"How did you know I was Harry Potter?"

"Because we centaurs are the best at making predictions from the stars."

Harry looked unbelieving.

The centaur said awkwardly: "Well, it's because I saw you when you and Hagrid first entered the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid told me about you, so I knew you were Harry Potter."

Harry chuckled twice. It turned out that this person was spying on him. He said: "The blood of unicorns can extend human life, but anyone who swallows unicorn blood will be cursed throughout his life.

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"That's right."

"Then do you know anyone who would be willing to endure the curse and survive?"

"I know, Voldemort." Harry said calmly.

The centaur was silent because he didn't know what to say.

"I also know that this is just a small goal of his. His big goal is to earn another 100 million... No, the big goal is to get something from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

The horseman suddenly felt that he was an idiot. As a genius among horsemen, these things that he had finally seen from the stars were so casually said by a child.

He said unwillingly: "How do you know this? Did Dumbledore tell you?"

Harry looked at him like an idiot: "Don't you know we have a divination class? Of course I did the divination myself."

The centaur carried the injured unicorn and walked away, leaving behind a desolate figure.

"Hey, I don't know if it hit him."

Not long after, Hagrid came back.

He said angrily: "I didn't catch up with that person, otherwise I would have made him look good." Hagrid clenched his fists.

"Harry, where is the unicorn?" Hagrid noticed that the unicorn on the ground was missing.

"I used magic to stop the unicorn's bleeding, and a centaur sent it home." Harry described the centaur's appearance.

"With blue eyes, it looks like it's Firenze." Hagrid felt relieved.

"I thought the unicorn was dead, so lucky."

Then, the two people left the Forbidden Forest...

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