Chapter 68 Our Ancestors Also Have This Glorious Deed

The resurrection potion was Aaron's personal property, and it was unique. They had no right to ask him to give it up.

Hagrid looked deeply at the unicorn lying on the ground, wiped his tears unwillingly, and murmured, "Sorry."

"Hagrid!" Ronan asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'll leave it to you next." Hagrid waved his hand and walked weakly towards the outside of the Forbidden Forest.

The remaining few people looked at each other, but still followed his pace.

"Wait, this... little wizard." Ronan called Aaron and looked at the pet beside him a little embarrassedly, "Can I see your pet?"

"Haha! No.

Abe is my personal property. Someone kidnapped it yesterday."

"Who is it?" The centaur Ronan was rarely angry, "Who dares to kidnap such a sacred creature? This crime is the same as slaughtering unicorns."

Ron's heart skipped a beat and he said bitterly, "We won't be cursed, will we?"

"It should be... no!" Harry was a little unconfident. After all, from last night to tonight, they had been in agony and almost dared not see anyone.

Although this may be inseparable from the huge amount of points deducted from them by Professor McGonagall, people with guilty consciences may associate this with some kind of curse in their hearts.

Hermione swallowed her saliva. Her experience tonight made her feel that she must have been cursed, otherwise she would not be so unlucky and almost lost her life.

"Humph!" Malfoy said gloatingly, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."

"You guys?" Ronan seemed to understand something. This was probably a prank between children, but he still put on a cold face, "It's not a curse, but you'd better not do it.

Otherwise... you will be punished."

Ronan simply threatened, but the three of them looked at the silly and cute Abe tacitly, and decided to be nicer to this magical animal in the future, and strive to lift this unwarranted "curse" as soon as possible.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go." Hagrid urged.

"I'll be there soon."

"Wait, wizard."

Just as Aaron was about to leave, Ronan spoke again, "Can you tell me your name?"

"That's fine, Gaius, Aaron Gaius."

"Gaius? Are you from the Gaius family?" Ronan was a little surprised, and then asked, "What generation are you from?"

"This... I really didn't pay much attention?" Aaron scratched his head awkwardly.

He had also read the genealogy of Gaius's family, but his genealogy was very different from other families. It was completely composed of several mind maps, the kind that would make people want to sleep after just one look.

Aaron only saw his name on the last page and didn't pay much attention to it.

Who likes to study the names of ancestors for nothing? No matter how idle you are, you won't spend your time with the genealogy, right?

"Wait, you know my family?" Aaron asked curiously, "How did you know?"

"Are you surprised?" Ronan smiled faintly, "In fact, many centaurs know the existence of Gaius's family. A long time ago, there was a war. At that time, one of your ancestors fought side by side with the centaurs. He was one of the few humans who could ride on the back of a centaur."

Aaron:......

Fuck! Our ancestors also have such glorious deeds?

Ronan looked at Aaron who was a little dazed, "Don't you know this history?"

"Ahem! I'm only a twelve-year-old child, how can I know so much."

Ronan seemed to have figured out something, "It's normal for you to know less. Being low-key is almost a label for your families.

In short, Gaius, protect the little guy in your arms.

Its potential is much greater than you think, and it will become your right-hand man in the future."

Aaron nodded. Do you need to tell me? Doesn't he know what this dragon cub is like?

Leaving the Forbidden Forest, Aaron solemnly warned others not to tell others that he had the resurrection potion, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

Several people naturally nodded in agreement, but Hagrid's eyes were a little evasive.

Aaron didn't care, just thought he was blaming himself for not saving the unicorn.

......

Gryffindor common room.

Harry didn't rush to sleep, but called Ron and Hermione to the stove and told them his guess.

"The one in the Forbidden Forest must be Voldemort, Ronan told me.

He's using unicorn blood to stay alive..."

"Don't say that name." Ron whispered, as if he was worried that the Dark Lord could hear them.

"You mean the You-Know-Who is in the Forbidden Forest?" Hermione couldn't help but feel that she had survived a disaster. She actually saved her life from Voldemort.

"Yes, that's it.

Hermione, you've had close contact with him, how is his condition?"

"Uh... I don't know how to say it.

The black-robed man gave me such a strong sense of oppression, just like a monster, I was so scared that my legs went limp.

If Aaron hadn't saved me, you might not have seen me. "Hermione shuddered when she recalled the scene of the black-robed man sucking the blood of the unicorn. She subconsciously lowered her head and hugged the pillow in her arms tightly.

But when she thought of other things, she couldn't help but smile with joy on her face. It turned out that fairy tales were not all made up.

"Hermione, Hermione." Harry stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, thinking that she was afraid.

"Nothing." Hermione came back to her senses and her smile instantly withdrew, "The mysterious man should be in a very bad state, especially weak, otherwise he wouldn't drink the blood of the unicorn to prolong his life.

But his strength is still very strong. I guess he is not weaker than the professors in the school."

Harry couldn't deny it, "I guess Voldemort..."

"Can you please stop saying that name." Ron said again, "He is in Hogwarts now!"

"Okay. "Harry said helplessly, "The You-Know-Who, please stop. I really don't understand why so many people are afraid of this name."

"Not everyone can survive like you. The You-Know-Who's shadow has been shrouding the entire wizarding world before he got into trouble. Almost no one dared to confront him."

"Not really, Aaron can." Hermione laughed, "He cast two spells on the black-robed man today. I felt pain just hearing his screams."

"Heh! Not everyone has a potion like him that can bring people back to life.

With that thing, who would be afraid of death?"

"Ron." Hermione glared at him, "Not everyone has the courage to face the You-Know-Who."

"Let's not talk about that for now.

Voldemort... cough cough! The You-Know-Who's goal must be the Philosopher's Stone.

We were wrong. Snape's goal was not to make a fortune with the Philosopher's Stone. He didn't do it for himself at all.

His purpose in stealing the Philosopher's Stone was for Voldemort, to restore his vitality with the elixir of immortality and let him make a comeback. "

"Harry, if the You-Know-Who comes back, will he kill you?" Ron asked worriedly.

"Who knows?" Harry slumped on the sofa powerlessly, without saying a word.

But they all knew that if Voldemort came back, Harry would be the first target of revenge, and he would definitely be in danger of losing his life.

"Harry, things may not be that bad." Hermione comforted, "Don't forget, there is still a powerful wizard in Hogwarts!

Dumbledore, our headmaster, did not dare to confront You-Know-Who in his heyday.

As long as Dumbledore is there, he will not dare to take action, and you will be safe. "

Hearing this, Harry's gloom was washed away and he felt much more relaxed.

......

The next day.

In the potion classroom, Gryffindor and Slytherin students were carefully preparing a hair growth potion that could restore hair volume within a week.

Of course, the effect was temporary and would gradually return to its original state after a week.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Aaron always felt that Snape's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him.

He read excitement, anxiety, uneasiness, embarrassment and other emotions from this look. If you don't know, you might think Snape wants to borrow money from him!

More than half an hour later, Aaron finished mixing the potion. He looked at Snape inadvertently and unexpectedly saw a hint of flattery in his eyes, which made him shudder.

A professor who was serious and majestic suddenly became like this, which really made him a little uncomfortable.

Could it be that he wanted him to rejoin the college team?

That won't work. It's better to take a bath and have a good sleep with that training time!

After class, Aaron picked up his pet and was about to leave, but he was stopped by Snape as soon as he stood up.

"Gaius, come to my office this afternoon."

"Uh... Can you tell me why?

It was agreed that I would only participate in Quidditch once.

And I made this promise in front of everyone in the college team. I am not a person who goes back on my word. "

Snape's face darkened. Since the loss of Aaron, the Seeker, the strength of the college team has been greatly reduced. After a few games, it was suppressed by Gryffindor.

Snape regretted it at that time, but he also promised Aaron to play only one game, and he couldn't let him rejoin and revive the prestige of the Slytherin team. He could only watch Gryffindor's Seeker Harry Potter steal the show.

But thinking of what he was going to do next, Snape still forced a stiff smile, "I came to you to discuss something else, which has nothing to do with the college team.

So, don't get me wrong, and you must come. "