Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Bain followed the sound and found her. The only one in the Forbidden Forest who could make such a sound was that stubborn girl.

When he arrived at the scene, the huge creature was constantly hitting the surrounding trees with its body, and some parts of its body were pricked with blood by unknown things. It shook its head wildly and bit at the surrounding bushes at random - there were remains of tree branches and leaves everywhere. The feline who heard the sound rushed over alertly, as if it was about to bite him in the next second.

The long claw made a long gash in front of Bain's chest, and the tiger's bloody mouth opened to it and stopped on his arm in front of his neck. But Bain was not angry: "Are you going to bite me? Clooney?"

It is difficult to find a trace of human-related reason in the big cat's golden vertical pupils filled with anger. Bain looked at it calmly. After a while, a lot of transparent liquid kept pouring out of the corners of this large animal's eyes - its barbed tongue gently licked Bain's arm, and then guiltily Crouched to the side.

She didn't want to turn into human form and face anyone right now.

"Animals don't cry." The horse's hooves made a pitting sound on the muddy ground. Bain's hand touched his fleshy chest, and the shocking scar disappeared. "Claudine, you are human."

The tiger roared sadly again, which sounded extremely painful. Baine tried to get closer to the exposed wounds, but it avoided them.

Bain had no choice but to stand behind it and rub the tiger's fine-feeling hair with his big calloused hands - even the blood on it was covered with blood from who knows where.

"Claudine." He sighed. He had never dealt with anything like this.

Knowing some inside information, he didn't know how to speak for a moment. He could only keep calling the girl's name, "Claudine."

The tiger looked exhausted. It followed Bain's hand on its back and lay down on the ground, whining continuously. After it lay down, Bain discovered that there were many small and deep fresh wounds from its chest to its abdomen. It was these wounds that were continuously flowing out with blood. There were puddles of blood along the way. The blood stains may come from here.

Sylvan also emerged from the grass - it seemed that he was also attracted by the cry.

"What's wrong with you?" Silver Wolf stared into those golden eyes in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

He stared at the wounds that had exposed the flesh, stepped forward and began to lick them carefully, and at the same time he let out a kind of cry that an animal makes after being injured: "How did you get hurt like this-"

It licked Clowney extremely painfully, and she knew that Sylvan meant well - but the painful and itchy feeling was obviously beyond her current tolerance limit, so she gently pushed it away with her paws.

"I'm fine." She responded softly, and then lay on the ground again.

The blood flowed more and more, forming a small puddle under her body - and something else could even be seen in the long and deep hole in her abdomen. Sylvan was extremely anxious when he heard her voice gradually weakening, and he tugged at Bain's horse's hooves angrily.

"I know, but you have to wait." Bain sighed. He saw the tiger's eyes opening and closing for a while. He pushed Sylvan's side impatiently, "Maybe not now."

"Can you change back, Clooney?" Bain said softly to her, "I promise that no one else will find you or see you."

The big tiger glanced at him and closed his eyes, but the golden color gradually faded, and the huge figure transformed into a little girl with loose hair. She shed tears silently while staring with her big dark eyes. Bain looked: "Sir——"

"I won't touch you." He walked to her side, gently bent down, and said in a softer voice than ever before, "You can rest for a while, we will watch over you, okay?" "

The girl nodded, closing her eyes and relaxing reluctantly. Bain waited for her sobs to gradually turn into gentle breathing before calling Sylvain to come forward.

"She should have fallen asleep." Bain's hand touched her front and waist, and the deep and invisible scars disappeared in an instant - but the puddle - or the blood puddle was sticky on Bain's body The horse's hooves and knees were covered in this slimy fluid.

The girl was still twitching and hiccupping on the ground from time to time, and her black cat didn't know when it appeared nearby, seeming to stare at her for a long time. After seeing the girl sleeping, he slowly walked forward and stretched out his paw as if to catch her.

"Okay." Bain hurriedly held down the cat's paw just before Sylvan was about to bite it. He didn't want any other accidents to happen at this time, "Forgive her, Black."

The cat wagged its tail, then glanced at him, then squatted there motionless again.

At this time, Fezeren leaned out from the grass. His cheerful state was incompatible with the atmosphere here. When Fezeron's clear eyes met Bain, the wild man's eyes instantly became extremely gloomy: "Are you following me?"

"I just--" Fezeren looked around at the pairs of wary eyes staring at him and said in a different way, "I guess you need help-"

He stepped forward and held down the huge open wound with Bain: "How can you do it alone?"

Bain's magic power is indeed almost at its bottom. Even though the centaur is good at healing magic, such a large output obviously makes him somewhat powerless. He very - very disliked this young centaur who liked to meddle in other people's affairs, but obviously this was not the time to reject him.

Feizelen lifted up the girl's clothes, and the wound on her abdomen became more obvious when she turned into a human form. Without the cover of fur, even the internal organs inside were clearly visible.

"How cruel." He whispered, "This is too cruel."

He didn't know how to pull the flesh on both sides inward, and then he and Bain used the centaur's unique healing magic to close the wound. Then he touched the mud and touched a hand of blood: "Bain—— Don’t you think this amount of bleeding is dangerous?”

Bain glanced at him and said nothing.

"I can help you get it." He quickly took over his words, "I will be back soon."

Bain fished the girl out of the bloody water, and then walked slowly in the direction of Fezeren - this could shorten his round trip. And his prediction was correct. After almost a few minutes, they met halfway, Feizelen holding a bottle of blood-replenishing potion in his hand.

"What do you do now?" he asked angrily. "What do you want to do, Bain?"

Bain held the girl who was less twitching after drinking the medicine and turned around. He didn't seem to want to answer this question.

"I know she—" said Fezeron, "the star."

Bain gave him a look.

"That's what the recent ordeal was referring to, right?" Fezeron said. "We all saw it at the time."

Feizelen followed this strange team in hot pursuit and arrived at a sealed cave.

"Then what do you want?" Bain's tone was cold, "So?"

"You said before that you should not interfere with humans—"

"This is my own business," he said. "It has nothing to do with humans."

"This is a cub," he added in a subtle way.

Fezeron was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but he also didn't want to quarrel with Bain under such circumstances. So he changed the subject: "So tonight -?"

"I haven't been here for two days," Bain said.

"Okay, then I understand." Feizelen turned around and walked away.

Bain still maintained the same position of hugging her from the beginning. He stared at the girl's face full of anxiety and anger while thinking about something unknown. By the time he came to his senses, time had already jumped from sunny morning to dusk.

He looked outside the cave. The sunset had exhausted its last brilliance - the sky was sinking.