A Hogwarts dissertation guide

And what about Edward?

He had already changed into a fancy outfit and headed to the Forbidden Forest. At this time, Hagrid and Harry were designated to wait in the hut for the dragon to break out of its shell. This meant that the Forbidden Forest was completely undefended!

"Fire dragon... Where can I find delicious unicorns?"

Edward still understands the importance.

Did he lie to Hagrid?

How can it be!

He really wants to help Xiaolong grow up healthily.

The Forbidden Forest was dark and silent. Even at noon, the dazzling sunlight could not penetrate the dense branches. Edward walked forward cautiously.

After walking for a while, we reached a fork in the road.

Edward hesitated for a moment and took out a coin from his pocket.

clang~!

Edward didn't even look at the front and back of it and chose the left path.

The moment the coin was tossed, Edward already had the answer in his heart.As for the coin's outcome, it doesn't matter.

How did Edward choose?

Ahem, mainly because of the faint smell of blood coming from the left side, Edward's adventurous spirit was stimulated again.

Edward walked silently, staring at the ground.Every now and then, a ray of sunlight shines down from the branches above, illuminating a silvery-blue bloodstain on the fallen leaf.

"The blood of unicorns..."

Edward licked his lips. It had been centuries since he had tasted a unicorn.

"There is a unicorn in hand, and Hagrid... obviously he doesn't know it yet." Edward thought, if Hagrid knew, he would never care about the dragon eggs.

Some kind of intruder broke into the Forbidden Forest, and this person... was undoubtedly the delicious Mr. Voldemort.

"Mr. Delicious, I think we will meet soon..."

Edward's purple pupils flashed with light, and he quickened his pace and walked forward along the blood trail.

Walking past a moss-covered tree stump, you can hear the sound of gurgling water.Apparently there was a stream somewhere nearby.The winding path was still littered with spots of unicorn blood.

"It should be close."

Edward narrowed his eyes and looked at the situation on the path.Suddenly, his ears heard something, like footsteps or horse hooves? !

Edward ducked off the path and hid behind a tall oak tree.He took his wand out of his pocket and held it in his hand.

Listen carefully.

Something swished across the nearby leaves, a sound like the dragging of a cloak on the ground.

Edward squinted and stared at the dark path. After a few seconds, the sound gradually disappeared.

"Mr. Delicious? Or something else?"

Edward didn't want to capsize in the sewers of Hogwarts. If he was hit by the Death Curse, it would be extremely harmful to him. It would take him at least half a year to recover from his injuries, mainly to repair his soul.

Years of adventurous life taught Edward a truth: the strong survive and the weak die, but you cannot survive by being strong alone.

"Follow or... follow?"

Edward walked slower than before, his ears straining to catch the smallest sound.Suddenly, in the open space in front of him, he clearly saw something moving.

The thing walked into the open space. He was a human from the waist up, with black hair and beard, but below the waist was a black shiny horse body, with a long black tail trailing behind him.

In his hand was a long bow with arrows nocked on it.

"Centaurs?" Edward returned to the path, and he slowly walked towards the centaurs in front of him.Hagrid said that the centaur tribe and he were very good friends, and it was enough to mention Hagrid's name when meeting them.

Edward didn't want to hurt Hagrid's friends. In fact, he had no intention of starting a war with the centaurs tribe - there were not many centaurs in Britain.

"Who are you, intruder?" The centaur drew his bow and arrow.

"Hagrid, I'm Hagrid's friend." Edward threw the wand aside casually, indicating that he had no intention of attacking - this trick usually works well, because not everyone knows that Edward's strength does not lie in the wand. .

He didn't rely on a wand like modern wizards.In fact, before the invention of the wand, everyone had always used magic words or cast spells without a wand - which was much more convenient.

"Who are you? I have never seen you in the forest," cried the centaur.

"Lumbo, Edward Lumbo." Edward slowly moved towards the centaur, "Look at the beautiful hair. You must be a highly respected person in the tribe."

Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.This is also one of Edward's usual methods. No one doesn't like to hear good things.

"Lunpo?" The horseman was slightly surprised, "That great writer?" He put down the bow and arrow in his hand.

"If there's no duplicate name, I guess so," Edward said.

The centaur came closer, as if he wanted to confirm that Edward was the great writer.

"Oh, it turns out it's really you!" The centaur stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Edward, "Hello, I am your fan. I have read your stories about the Tibetan Snowman..."

"Hello, hello." Edward shook hands with the centaur numbly. Are you his fan again?How come he didn't know that all his books were sold in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts?

It must be a damn pirate!

"Mr. Fletcher brought us many of your works. Most of our tribe has read your masterpieces." The centaur introduced. Edward was stunned when he mentioned Fletcher's name, but he quickly responded. come over.

"Fletch... Mundungus Fletch!" Edward cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth, "I should have thought of it earlier, who else could it be but him?"

"I am Bain, from the forest centaur tribe." Bain introduced himself.

"I guess I don't need to introduce myself, Edward Lumboe, writer. Now a professor at Hogwarts." Edward said with a smile, "I'm very curious about the Forbidden Forest. I wonder if you can help me lead the way? I want to walk around in the forest.”

"Of course, no problem, I'll cover it." Bain patted his chest, full of confidence.He patted his quiver, "The forest is my home."

The two of them walked forward along the path together.

"Have you seen anything weird here recently?" Edward asked, "Like an intruder?"

Bain searched his head hard, then shook his head regretfully, "There have been no accidents recently, and the forest is very peaceful. It's just that today I heard-"

"Then you must have noticed the blood stains on it." Edward pointed to the silver-blue blood stains on the ground and said, "This is the blood of a unicorn. This proves that a unicorn was attacked."

Bain nodded grimly.

"I......"