The Trinity of Harry Potter

"Bellenus, please give it life and vitality."

A trace of golden blood flowed from Kano's wrist, and Ogham runes were outlined on the ground.

"Arianrhod, please heal the wounds of the pure."

The little unicorn's breathing became harder and harder, and Kano splashed his blood around it, gradually forming a circle.

"Cornunos, please keep an eye on your kin."

Kano's blood drew a magic circle on the ground, with prayers written in dense Ogham runes.

Symbols representing the sun and moon are arranged at both ends, and the emblem representing the patron saint of the horned appears under the little unicorn.

Cano suppressed the dizziness of losing a lot of blood and wiped his wrist to stop the bleeding. He took out his wand and began to recite poems in Druid language.

The young leaves grow, the cattle roar,

Torrents running in the valley

Longing for the ocean's rapids;

…

The poem full of vitality echoed in the forbidden forest, and the magic circle carved on the ground began to emit a faint light.

Black energy was constantly being expelled from the wounds on the unicorn's body, and even the silvery, sticky blood slowly flowed back into its body.

Hagrid finally arrived at the clearing. He knew that Kano was trying to save the injured unicorn, so he took up his crossbow and stood guard.

"Hagrid, don't be impulsive."

Two figures walked out of the darkness, they were centaurs.

They have the body of a horse and the upper body of a human, just like the heroic warrior Chiron in Greek legend.

These two centaurs are Bain and Ronan. They have black hair, and Bain's skin color is darker.

"It's weird, the stars didn't show this." Bain looked warily at Kano, who was constantly using his magic power and reciting prayers. His four hooves were pacing on the ground, making a clicking sound.

"We can talk about this later. He is now trying to save that holy life." Ronan sighed in a melancholy voice, "I hope he can succeed."

"Hey, I don't care what the stars tell you, but can't you help Kano?" Hagrid said angrily.

"We can try." Another centaur with silver mane and blue eyes walked out of the forest. Behind him was a large group of centaurs, all looking at Kano with interest.

"You shouldn't have brought your tribe here, Firenze." Bain seemed dissatisfied.

"The elders said that when the Son of Oak comes to visit, we should show the etiquette of the centaurs." Firenze responded in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

Hearing that this was what the elder meant, Bain stopped talking.

The centaurs gathered around the magic circle, carefully avoiding the glowing red lines on the ground.

They took out the longbows on their backs and readjusted the tightness of the bowstrings.

After a short adjustment, the horses' hands continued to move, playing a simple melody with bows and strings, and at the same time they raised their hooves to create a soothing beat.

Firenze, Ronan and Bain each led a part of the tribe and sang ancient songs at the same time.

Firenze takes the lead in singing the truth in nature. His voice brings peace to people, but it contains a firm will that cannot be shaken.

Ronan's voice is magnetic and sad, and the songs he sings describe farewell and death, as well as the longing for new life.

Bane's voice is rough and bold, and his ballads describe hunting, courtship and feasting, containing endless energy and passion.

The centaurs swung their manes and tails, three different melodies and beats merged together, and the magic in the atmosphere began to resonate.

The invisible and qualityless magic power gathered into a transparent stream and poured into the magic circle at Kano's feet. The sun and moon divine emblems shifted and formed a triangle with the newly appeared star divine emblems.

The three divine emblems shined together, and Kano tried his best to channel the power, injecting it into the divine emblem of the horned patron saint in the center of the circle.

A black mist suddenly burst out from the little unicorn's body, and was immediately crushed by the light.

Kano relaxed and sat on the ground. Before he passed out, he saw the little unicorn standing up again and running towards him with joy.

The little unicorn ran to the unconscious Kano and rubbed his cheek affectionately, but the unconscious Kano didn't respond at all.

"Let me do it." Firenze stepped forward, put the long bow back on his body, and picked up Kano with both hands.

"Firenze, how is Kano? What are you going to do?" Hagrid stepped forward nervously, but Firenze just shook his head.

"Hagrid, my friend, don't be nervous." He put his fingers on Kano's forehead to explore, and responded with a smile.

"The Son of Oak is just overdrawn. Our elders previously ordered us to take him back to the tribe to rest."

"Dumbledore has agreed, and he will be well received."

"Okay, Firenze, I trust the elders and Dumbledore. But when he comes out of the Forbidden Forest, I want to be the first to know." Hagrid always looked at the unconscious Kano uneasily, but the situation did not allow it.

What does he do.

Firenze nodded wordlessly, and Bain snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Hagrid's caution.

The centaurs quickly left the open space, not forgetting to bury the magic circle on the ground before leaving.

The little unicorn snorted twice, followed the centaur team from a distance, and disappeared into the forest.

Hagrid sighed, and then raised the crossbow again fiercely, preparing to find the thing that hurt the unicorn tonight.

The next morning, it was the same time to get up every day.

The biological clock woke Kano up from a deep sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw the little unicorn staring at him intently.

"You're recovering well, little one."

Kano stretched out his hand and scratched the little unicorn's neck. The little guy shook his head and hid aside.

Kano looked at the surrounding environment. Here was a house made of trees and mud, and under him was a bed similar to a rural earthen kang.

At this time, the door was opened from the outside, and a little centaur girl walked in from the outside, carrying a small pot of porridge in her hand.

"You're awake, aren't you feeling well?" The pony put the porridge on the table and looked at Kano curiously.

The little unicorn hid behind Kano, and looked at each other with Kano.

"I'm in good condition, what's your name?"

"My name is Abby. Let's eat quickly. After eating, I will take you to find the elder." Abby shook her brown hair and still looked directly at Kano.

Kano got out of bed, stood at the table and finished the porridge. He could taste some refreshing and blood-enhancing herbs in it.

"Let's go, take me there." Kano wiped his mouth and waved to the little unicorn.

The little guy immediately came up and followed Abby out of the house with Kano.

The centaurs in the tribe were each doing the work at hand, but whether they were weaving or drying, even the centaurs who were preparing to go hunting all set their sights on Kano.

Kano felt a little strange, but there was nothing to be afraid of. Abby took him towards the center of the settlement, where there was a small, dilapidated house.

"Please come in, Son of Oak." An old voice came from inside, "Let the little ones wait outside."