Chapter 203 Mars Is Very Bright

At this time, in the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore was standing quietly on the ruins. There was no expression on his face, and he was terrifyingly calm.

"Dumbledore..." Snape came over and said, "The students have all returned to the castle, and no one was injured."

"Thank you for your hard work, Severus," Dumbledore said.

"What the hell happened here!"

"Obviously, someone wants to use the blood of unicorns to survive..."

Dumbledore bent down, looked at the dying unicorn at his feet and said, "If Hagrid hadn't discovered it in time, it would probably be dead."

"Yes, it's just that the stupid guy almost died now." Snape sneered with disdain: "Is it worth it... just for such a beast?"

"Everyone has their own persistence, Severus, and this persistence is difficult to measure by whether it is worth it or not." Dumbledore said: "Just like when you did it for Leigh..."

"Dumbledore!" Snape shouted angrily, "Don't mention that name again!"

He gasped for breath, and after a long time he continued: "So, do you know who the person who attacked Hagrid was?"

"I think, yes."

Dumbledore took two steps forward and came to a place covered with black ashes. He bent down and touched the ground.

"Li Huo... it's such a troublesome black magic. If it is left unchecked, the entire Forbidden Forest may be gone."

Then he stood up again and came to the other side.

On the ground, two centaurs were lying there motionless, with messy footprints around them.

"The Killing Curse..." Dumbledore said softly: "The quiver is half empty. They probably were not killed by the Killing Curse as soon as they met.

It seemed that he was very weak. The unicorn's blood could only delay his life, but it could not restore his strength. "

Every time Dumbledore said a word, Snape's face turned grimmer.

"As you said before...he doesn't dare to kill anyone now!"

"Dare not and can't are two different things." Dumbledore said calmly: "No matter how many centaurs die, it will not affect Hogwarts, and the same goes for Hagrid.

Because he knew that parents and school directors would not care about them. As long as the students did not die, Hogwarts would not be closed, and he would still have a chance to get the Philosopher's Stone. "

"This is just your guess." Snape said coldly.

"You are right." Dumbledore nodded and said, "None of us know his true thoughts, which is why I asked for the suspension of the Quidditch game."

After a brief silence.

Taking a chance, Snape suddenly asked: "Is it possible that Oren is back, and he can also use the Fire Curse and the Death Curse."

"As far as I know, he is currently hiding from Aurors in the north and will not be able to come back in a short time.

And if it were him, Hagrid probably wouldn't be able to leave the Forbidden Forest alive. "

The scene fell into silence again, until a dull sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance.

"Watch him for me, please? Do you know who it is..." Dumbledore said softly.

Snape made no response and left without a word.

The sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, and soon, a group of strong horsemen armed with bows and arrows appeared around.

"Don't move!"

"...Mr. Dumbledore?" After seeing the person in front of him clearly, the centaur leader quickly asked the others to put down their weapons.

He stepped forward and asked: "Why are you here, and what is going on around you..."

"As you can see, Magery," Dumbledore said, "Someone tried to kill a unicorn, and Hagrid and the two centaurs were affected."

Only then did Margery notice that two centaurs had died beside him.

Suddenly there was a sound of stamping front hooves.

Magri stepped forward and said with some choking: "Druji... Lula... they are all brave warriors!"

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"Ronan, Firenze, send them back to the tribe. I think they would prefer to stay where the iris is blooming."

Two centaurs came out...

When Magorry looked at Dumbledore again, he had become very calm.

"Dumbledore, the recent Mars is very bright, very bright... You have to be prepared, this is just the beginning, and it is far from the end."

Dumbledore bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Magaret."

"I just don't want to see any more centaurs die tragically."

"Good luck to you, Mr. Dumbledore, and... Mr. Scamander."

After saying that, he left with the other centaurs.

Dumbledore did not move. He turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the unicorn.

An old figure appeared there at some point. He was lowering his head and gently stroking the scarred body of the unicorn.

In addition, there is a phoenix standing on his shoulder.

"How is it?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's very bad. She lost a lot of blood and there are many traces of black magic on her body, which makes her very weak." Newt raised his head and said: "But fortunately, she was discovered in time and her life is not in danger."

"That's great," Dumbledore said. "It helped Hagrid block two fatal curses. If it died, I really don't know what to tell Hagrid."

"No." Newt said softly. He took out a bottle of potion and fed it to the unicorn, and then took out another bottle and applied it on its wound.

The frightened unicorn became much calmer and gradually fell asleep under Newt's comfort.

Only then did Newt take out a box and carefully put it in.

After leaving the Forbidden Forest, the two came to the principal's office again.

"I'm sorry to call you all the way here."

Dumbledore poured Newt a cup of black tea and said half-jokingly: "But I really don't feel comfortable letting Professor Kettleburn take care of the unicorn again, otherwise Hogwarts will probably have to recruit two professors next year."

Newt also remembered that Professor Kettleburn was stabbed in the stomach by a unicorn last year, and smiled without saying anything.

That professor was indeed a bit reckless sometimes.

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing."

Dumbledore looked at the box next to Newt and asked thoughtfully: "Did you also give Kyle a box like this?"

"Puff..."

Newt sprayed out a mouthful of black tea directly.

Dumbledore is the strongest white wizard. He reacts quickly and dodges by turning sideways, without even a drop of water on his long beard.

But Fawkes behind him was not so lucky.

The red tea was not wasted at all, and it was all sprayed on him.

"Don't get excited, I'm just asking."

Dumbledore blinked and said, "I had this idea after Halloween, but neither I nor other professors saw him take any boxes."

"Well... maybe... he didn't bring it..." Newt muttered vaguely.

Fortunately, someone, or a bird, helped him out at this time.

After a brief confusion, Fawkes came to his senses and shook off his feathers, and began to peck Dumbledore's beard angrily.

"Hey, Fawkes, the tea was sprayed by Newt..." Dumbledore explained, obviously not wanting to take the blame.

But Fawkes turned a deaf ear to it. He didn't see Newt, but only saw that Dumbledore didn't help him block the water.

And Fawkes really didn't pamper him at all, and every time he pecked, he would peck off a tuft of silver-white beard.

Dumbledore covered his beard in a panic, and his voice changed with pain.

Taking advantage of this time, Newt picked up his box and quietly left the principal's office.