The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

In the Forbidden Forest, two figures, one white and one black, were traveling rapidly.

As John discovered them.

They also found John.

Among them, the unicorn seemed to have seen a savior, and suddenly reversed its direction and ran towards John.

The black shadow paused slightly.

Then he whipped out his wand.

"Passed out!"

The gray-white beam of light pierced the night and headed towards John.

The opponent cast the spell so fast that John almost couldn't react.

Fortunately, the distance between the two of them was quite far. Taking advantage of the short period of time when the magic spell was flying, John rolled like a donkey and barely escaped the magic spell.

And the moment he stood up, John also cast off the curse.

"Fractured!"

"laugh--"

The sharp blade struck back at a speed that was not inferior to the previous [fainting].

This was the result of John's penance in practicing the Cutting Curse during this period.

As far as the cutting spell is concerned, its casting speed, flight speed and power are comparable to those of an adult wizard.

However, faced with such a powerful counterattack from John, the figure didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging.

He just stood there quietly, until the moment the blade reached in front of him, he suddenly raised his wand.

"Armor protection!"

The translucent shield flashed away, and the blade was bounced away the moment it came into contact, cutting off a large tree on the side.

Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed across the face of the shadow man hidden under his hood.

He originally wanted to deflect the cutting spell back to John.

But he didn't expect that the power of this cutting spell was somewhat beyond his expectation, causing an error in the deflection angle of the armor's protection.

"not bad!"

A hoarse and low voice of praise came from the black shadow's mouth.

But upon hearing this, John's expression became extremely ugly.

In the past month or so, in addition to drinking potions all day long, he has also been recording and integrating his memories of the original work.

At present, combined with the known information, he has sorted out the general plot of the first grade.

Therefore, he knew that the dark figure appearing in front of him at this moment was none other than the first-year boss in the original book, Quirrell, who was possessed by the remnant soul of Voldemort!

The other party should have just started hunting unicorns to collect animal blood at this time, but he didn't expect to bump into him.

A professor-level wizard like Quirrell was simply not something he could deal with at the moment.

Even if there is a Voldemort parasitizing on the back of the other person's head.

Therefore, it is better to run for 36 strategies!

With this in mind, John threw a few disintegration spells at Quirrell again, and then the magic power turned into a phantom and fled quickly towards Hogwarts Castle.

John's thinking was that Quirrell's first target was the unicorn anyway.

As long as he doesn't interfere with the other party's hunting of unicorns, then the other party probably won't pursue him to the end.

I have to say that this logic is correct.

But the only thing John didn't consider was whether the unicorn would cooperate.

As John increased his speed, he began to escape.

The unicorn that was already approaching John also increased its speed and followed closely behind John.

It was faster than John using all his magic power, and it rushed to John's side in a short while.

This startled John, who never expected that the unicorn would follow him.

You know, creatures like unicorns have always been known for their absolute purity and kindness. Generally speaking, they are only willing to contact pure girls, and they have always looked down upon men.

After reacting, he stopped dead in his tracks and cursed loudly:

"You are stupid! Why are you following me?"

The unicorn pretended to be innocent and neighed, then suddenly increased its speed and passed John.

John was stunned by this.

He now probably understood what the unicorn was thinking.

'I don't need to outrun the monster behind me, I just need to outrun you. '

"Is this a pure and kind unicorn?!"

John couldn't help but complain.

However, a curse struck behind him interrupted the curse words he wanted to say next.

John rolled again to avoid the blow, and then with a sudden heart, he waved the wand again.

"The flames are raging! The flames are raging!..."

Several fire dragons spurted out.

But the target was not Quirrell, who was rapidly crawling behind him, but the surrounding trees.

The temperature of the magic flame is much higher than that of the normal flame. Under the licking of the flames, the trees covered with snow all around were easily ignited, and the flames were still spreading rapidly to the surroundings. In just a few seconds, John The original location had become a sea of ​​fire.

John himself passed through the sea of ​​fire early and continued running towards Hogwarts.

Seeing this, Quirrell roared angrily and immediately continued the pursuit.

But before he could rush into the sea of ​​fire, another hoarse and strange voice sounded in his head:

"Idiot! Put out the fire first!"

"But……"

"No but! Do you want to attract Dumbledore's attention!?"

Hearing this, Qiluo's whole body felt bad.

He said yes in a panic and weak voice.

Then he lowered his head and extinguished the fire with [Clear Spring Like Water] while subconsciously complaining in his heart:

'It's so unreasonable!The white wizard who claims to be kind and lawful is setting fire to the forest, but I, the dark wizard who should be killing people and setting fires, am here putting out the fire!What kind of world is this? '

Quirrell's thoughts couldn't be hidden from Voldemort, who was possessing the back of his head.

But Voldemort seemed to be speechless this time, and did not reprimand Quirrell as usual.

After a long silence, he said:

"That was John Shafik of Slytherin just now, right? Do you really think he is a white wizard?"

Quirrell seemed to have thought of something, and stuttered and asked:

"You...you mean..."

"There are no good people in the Shafiq family. People in that family will always be vicious and profit-seeking villains!" Voldemort said with a sneer, "This John Shafiq is very good, cruel-hearted and talented in magic. He's strong enough. Hehehe... Quirrell, get in touch with him more. I have a hunch that he will be used by me!"

"Yes! Master!"

Quirrell said respectfully.

By this time, John had escaped from the Forbidden Forest.

Looking back at the slowly extinguishing fire in the Forbidden Forest, John let out a long sigh of relief.

Setting fire to the forest was a method he came up with out of desperation.

The bet was that Quirrell did not dare to let the fire expand, causing Dumbledore to discover what was going on in the Forbidden Forest so early.

If successful, this would undoubtedly be able to hold Quirrell back.

If it fails, the other creatures in the Forbidden Forest will be in serious trouble.

Once a forest fire reaches a large scale, it will be devastating.

But John doesn't regret doing it.

After all, your own life is the most important.

This is called emergency evacuation, and John knows the law!

As soon as he mentioned emergency evacuation, John thought of the unicorn again, and he suddenly became very angry.

He has learned emergency evacuation, but this does not mean that he likes to be used by others for emergency evacuation!

"Damn unicorn! Where is the kindness and purity in this? I curse it to be..."

John had just finished speaking when the unicorn from before slowly walked out of the forbidden forest in front of him.

To be fair, unicorns are really beautiful.

But that didn't do much.

When John thought about the other party's behavior just now, he became so angry that he took a deep breath and prepared to continue spraying.

But before he could speak, the unicorn bowed to him, and then flicked its tail.

A few tail hairs were thrown off, and flew towards John as if they were being held up by some kind of magic power.

John's hands were quick and he caught them in mid-air, and then the gloominess on his face instantly dissipated, and he said with a cheerful smile:

"What! You are still quite kind and pure!"

As he spoke, John stretched out his hand and walked towards the unicorn.

As a result, the unicorn seemed to sense John's thoughts. After snorting, it burst out at the same speed as before and suddenly disappeared into the night.

John was not upset when he saw this. He roughly counted the tail hairs when he was just attaching them.

The unicorn gave him at least a dozen tail hairs, which were worth at least over 100 Galleons.

Beautiful!

John happily put away his unicorn tail feathers and returned to Hogwarts with a smile.

Since it was Christmas Eve, a few Muggle-born wizards who had not returned home were having a meal together in the auditorium.

Looking at their appearance, John also thought of the past days at St. Brelade.

At that time, every Christmas Eve, the nuns would hold a dinner party using the food they saved on weekdays.

"Phew! Peace to you on Christmas Eve, nun."

John murmured softly, turned and walked towards the gloomy dungeon maze.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Malfoy Manor, another Christmas Eve dinner was also going on...