Hogwarts White Knight

unicorn.

When Gawain saw the silver brilliance, he almost froze in mid-air.

It was as pure as the moonlight, indescribable.

It's not bright, but it's not dim either.

sacred.

Gawain suddenly understood the meaning of this word.

It seemed to be taking a walk, slowly coming to the forest, but it didn't know it - in the shadow not far away, there were seven or eight Acromantulas running towards it in a panic.

"expulso!"

With a sharp flick of his wand, Gawain sped up to catch up.

But with extremely keen perception, he has already reached a conclusion. ——It’s too late.

This is not something he can change with all his strength.

"But at least... maybe there's time."

Stepping on a particularly thick branch, Gawain jumped up with all his strength and plunged into the dense branches and leaves of this old tree.

But when he got to the other side, what he saw was the unicorn quickly pulling out its horn from an Acromantula. The spiral horn, even though it had just pierced a spider, was still intact. There was not a trace of blood on it; and when Gawain landed, the unicorn didn't even have to look back, and kicked the last Acromantula standing in the face with its hind legs.

"Um...good evening?"

Gawain felt a little embarrassed and said hello.

Only now did he understand why the Ministry of Magic still classified unicorns as "????-level creatures."

"Although they are not willing to actively harm humans, nature has given them amazing physiques. As long as they are willing, they can even defeat an elephant effortlessly."

The unicorn stood there quietly, looking sideways at Gawain for a while.

"Hello? My name is Gawain."

Gawain shook his shoulders, allowing Fox to fall there more steadily.

The unicorn took a few steps forward and lowered his head slightly.

Gawain wanted to reach out and touch it, but he was dexterously dodged.

It snorted and shook its head.

As if disgusting...

"It's not like that, then it's just disgusting!"

Gawain was sure that whenever Colin drank too much, Elsa would always look at him like this with her arms crossed.

The unicorn suddenly started to move and ran towards the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest, but stopped not far away.

"You want me to follow you?"

Guessing, Gawain kept up with the unicorn.

But he was not stupid enough to completely trust a strange creature. As he walked, he took out an opened box of Bibi's strange-flavored beans from his pocket and scattered one on the ground after a while.

Abyss particularly likes this kind of candy, and unlike Gawain, an idiot like Gawain who can't even tell the difference between white and fresh, it always has magical means to pick out all the delicious flavors, and those "booger" and other flavors The rest are all left in the box.

Gawain kept this box, hoping to find an opportunity one day to sneak it into Seamus' candies.

They walked through the dense forest for about ten minutes, during which time the unicorn would circle back from time to time and walk side by side with Gawain.

It will happily eat Gawain's bread, but whenever Gawain wants to touch it, or even shows the intention of touching it, it will run away quickly.

The prostitution skills are outrageous.

They went all the way south, passed through the dense forest, passed a flourishing vegetable field, and stopped at the edge of the black lake.

There are already people here.

It was a centaur with platinum hair and a silver mane, who was only a little less handsome than the future Gawain.

Firenze looked at the castle across the lake from a distance.

The unicorn ran towards the centaur, turned its head, and pushed Firenze's chest, as if to be coquettish towards him.

"Cecilia, good evening."

Firenze reached out and touched the unicorn's head, making it close its eyes comfortably.

This made Gawain very envious. <b

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It’s not that I envy being touched on the head.

But I envy this damn differential treatment.

"Gawain White, I didn't expect to see you here." Firenze turned around and looked at Gawain.

“I’m sorry about what happened to the elder.

I didn't know. "

He lowered his head and said sincerely. This seemed to make the unicorn a little dissatisfied, and it glanced at Gawain.

"But that's not your fault. Is everything... okay in the tribe?"

Gawain asked hesitantly.

Firenze's melancholy was obvious. Even the red-haired centaur named Ronan was not as obvious as him.

"I guess you already know Cecilia. Her tribe used to live in the forest further north. Until one day, the wizard brutally destroyed it. Just when they were about to be hunted by the wizard to take away the unicorn, at that time The principal stopped those guys and took them to Hogwarts."

The centaur stroked the unicorn and patted it on the back.

It walked briskly to the lake and took a sip of water.

"It's not good at all. Baine wants to close himself off and no longer have contact with any wizards, and many people agree with him; Margaery is not ready to take over the responsibility and is in a dilemma; Ronan... has always been Ronan, The stars are far more important to him than anything else."

Firenze said calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"It's just a centaur chore. Our time, and Cecilia's time, has long passed. But you seem to be wavering?"

Firenze turned to Black Lake and raised his head.

"Shaken? I didn't..."

Gawain opened his mouth to answer, but the words froze on his lips.

A simple question, but it struck a chord in his heart.

"Cecilia is very sensitive. Maybe she saw something about you, but she just felt that she couldn't help you, so she brought you here. Gawain White, the stars have poured many colors into you."

Firenze looked towards the castle, his right front hoof slowly scraping the ground, digging away the grass roots on the ground.

The lake was completely calm without any ripples.

Like a mirror made of obsidian.

"I'm just...a little tired, and also...scared."

Gawain shook his head, and he took a few steps forward, sat down next to Firenze, and followed suit, looking towards the Hogwarts castle from a distance.

The tall Baroque tower casts a large shadow, like a wild beast with teeth and claws, ready to devour anyone who comes.

“I have no sympathy for you, Gawain White.

You are a unique person, and even your pain will be unique and profound. If I presumptuously say ‘it’s okay’ or ‘everything is fine’, it will only reduce your pain to a banal trouble and belittle you. "

Firenze said to himself, looking up at the sky.

Following his gaze, Gawain looked.

The brilliant star belt seemed to be twinkling.

In his dreams, he had seen such a starry sky countless times, but never once had he been truly amazed by their beauty like this.

"But I want to ask you, do you regret it?"

The centaur looked down at Gawain with blue eyes.

Stunningly blue.

The black lake reflects the white moonlight, and the nearly full moon already looks quite round. The originally calm lake water was suddenly disturbed. A tentacle covered with suction cups reached the surface of the water and lazily retracted it.

That's a giant squid taking a nap.

Fox flew onto Cecilia's back, and Cecilia raised her body, trying to shake him off.

The castle is majestic and mysterious, with staggered towers and wings, and brightly lit windows, just like Atlas, which holds up the world.

"Pretty, isn't it?"

Firenze did not ask further questions.

Gawain didn't answer either.

But he already had the answer in his mind.

——"How can I have the heart to regret such a novel magical world?"