The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

After Dumbledore sent Hermione and Harry away, only the two of them were left in the room.

"You've caused me a lot of trouble this time." Dumbledore said with a wry smile as he looked at Thorne, who was curled up in his seat.

"To be honest... I think you're just too good-tempered. You've spoiled those centaurs so much that they've forgotten how they got everything they have now. How did they say with that mouth that the Forbidden Forest is their territory? Wizards are not allowed to enter?" Thorne said in confusion.

"Because wizards are strong and centaurs are weak, if centaurs don't teach their offspring like that, after a few generations, centaurs will voluntarily become slaves of wizards." Dumbledore explained.

"Hmm... almost. The relationship between wizards and Muggles is the same." Thorne shrugged and complained.

"Well said."

"How did this matter end up being resolved?" Thorne asked again.

"The centaurs were scared enough by you, and I further reduced their reservation and prohibited them from going out at will. It should be quiet for a while." Dumbledore replied.

"Isn't this quite simple? Then what is the big trouble you are talking about?" Thorne asked.

"Hagrid..." Dumbledore sighed.

"Oh my God... He gets along with those magical animals more closely than his mother." Thorne complained.

"Maybe this is... um... the brain circuit of the giant, but at least he is kind and loyal." Dumbledore smiled.

"That is also kindness and loyalty to you... I'm leaving, bye." Thorne stood up with the help of a chair, and for a moment he was a little dazed, and his blood vessels suddenly felt a sharp pain.

"I guess your current situation is the pain of melting blood." Dumbledore looked at Thorne in this state and said faintly.

"What do you mean?"

Dumbledore pulled Thorne's arm and slid his fingers gently, and the blood-red blood shone with silver light.

"You have merged with the bone marrow of a unicorn, so your blood will inherit the powerful vitality of the unicorn and feed back to you. But you are a human after all. Before the two kinds of blood are completely merged, you probably won't feel too comfortable." Dumbledore explained.

"Well, is there any way to relieve it?" Thorne asked.

"Sleep more."

".............You are talking about a cold, right?" Thorne asked.

"Sleeping can speed up the recovery of body functions, and your hemolysis progress will also speed up. In short, just listen to me."

"Hehe... Hehe, I can't sleep now because of the pain." Thorne rolled his eyes and walked out of the principal's office. After thinking about it, he walked towards the medical wing again.

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"No, although the water of life and death is just a powerful sleeping pill, it is too strong. A little wizard like you has no problems. Drinking it and falling into a coma is the best result." Madam Pomfrey severely criticized Thorne's behavior of taking medicine when he couldn't sleep. It was very severe.

"Okay, okay." Thorne admitted his mistake and withdrew from Madam Pomfrey's territory, turning to walk towards Snape's office.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to come back... or lie in Pomfrey's place for ten days or half a month." Snape looked at Thorne who pushed open the door of his office in one piece, raised his eyebrows, but still said unforgivingly.

"It's almost the same. I have fused the bone marrow of the unicorn. Dumbledore said that I would be so weak and painful before the hemolysis, so I came to you to ask for some water of life and death." Thorne took two deep breaths and said.

"One third at a time, dilute with distilled water." Snape took a potion bottle from the shelf without saying a word and handed it to Thorne.

"Thank you, I'm going back to sleep." Thorne said swayingly and walked out of Snape's office.

After returning to his dormitory, he found Draco lying on the bed, and the magic night light on the bedside table emitted a dim yellow light.

"What's wrong with you?" Thorne asked.

"Wait for you, I... I heard that you were with a dark wizard in the Forbidden Forest before?" Draco immediately sat up from the bed and asked.

"........... sort of." Thorne replied.

"Are you injured?" Draco asked again.

"It's okay, Snape gave me the potion." Thorne said as he poured out one-third of the water of life and death in the potion bottle, diluted it with distilled water and drank it all. Slowly, he felt as if he had lost his perception, the trance in his head, the strange pain in his blood vessels all disappeared, and finally his consciousness disappeared.

Until the next day..............

"Are you awake? The operation was successful, and you have become a girl now!" A gentle female voice sounded ethereal.

Thorne woke up suddenly, sat up from the bed, and felt around to make sure that no parts were missing before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a broken dream I had." He cursed.

He looked around again and found a breakfast covered by insulation magic on the bedside table, with a note next to it.

[I asked Professor Snape for leave for you. This is breakfast. Eat it while it's hot. - Draco Malfoy]

"Little angel." Thorne said, picked up the plate, and started to eat his breakfast in bed.

After breakfast, he got out of bed and took a few deep breaths to make himself less uncomfortable. He planned to go to the common room to warm up the fireplace and warm himself up.

As a result, when he just walked to the door in his pajamas, he heard a bang.

Goyle and Crabbe, who came back from get out of class, looked at Thorne, who was sitting on the ground with his hands covering his forehead, in a daze. They felt that this scene was like the god of death waving at them.

"Can't you two watch out... Help me up." Thorne said with resentment.

"I'm coming." The two hurriedly helped Thorne up.

"Okay, go wherever you want." Thorne waved his hand and walked towards the common room.

"By the way, where is Draco?" Thorne stopped halfway and asked back.

"He said that the final exam is coming soon, he went to the library to review, and asked us to bring you lunch." Crabbe was suddenly patted by Goyle beside him.

"What's wrong?" Crabbe looked at Goyle in a daze and asked with a puzzled look.

Thorne was silent for a long time. Looking at Crabbe, who had not wiped the corners of his mouth clean, Goyle and the others knew what happened with their knees. They were not in the mood to talk nonsense with them. They waved their hands to indicate that they would not eat lunch and walked out of the dormitory.