I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 37
"What if the thing that hurt the unicorn finds us first?" asked Ron, with uncontrollable terror in his voice.

"Nothing in the Forbidden Forest will harm you as long as you're with me or Fang," said Hagrid. "Stay on the path. Well, now we're going to split up and follow the blood. Everywhere It's all blood, and it's evident it's been stumbling around since at least last night."

"I'm scared." Hermione tightened her clothes, she wasn't feeling well.

"Harry, Ron, you two go this way with Fang, and I'll take Hermione to the left. If anyone finds a unicorn, shoot a green spark, understand? Get your wands out and practice— — by the way — if anyone's in trouble, fire a red spark and we'll all come after you — well, be careful everyone — let's go."

Hagrid was a little irritable, obviously stimulated by the unicorn's blood.

Harry patted Ron on the shoulder, pulled Yaya and walked to the right first, Ron followed cautiously, "Harry, who do you think will attack unicorns?"

"I don't know, but it's best to find him as soon as possible, otherwise this poor unicorn will be murdered."

"No, we'll just follow Hagrid's instructions and find the injured unicorn." Ron shivered.

"Don't be afraid, we have talismans, have you forgotten? Besides, Orlando is behind?"

"Orlando, are you there?" Ron turned his head and raised his voice.

At this time, Orlando had already passed several people and headed straight for the depths of the Forbidden Forest. His powerful soul perception ability had already detected the traces of the Unforgivable Curse, and he ran all the way to avoid the traces.

It was dark and silent in the Forbidden Forest, and Orlando did not walk on the ground, but jumped up and down, jumping from one tree to another, his movements were light and beautiful.Of course, no one saw this scene, only the sleeping birds felt a gust of wind blowing overhead and woke up.

Now and then a ray of moonlight fell from among the branches above, illuminating a silver-blue stain of blood on the fallen leaves.Orlando felt that the target to be hunted tonight was not far away.

Sure enough, he stopped to identify the direction, and Orlando heard something whizzing and sliding on the fallen leaves nearby, and the sound was like a cloak being dragged on the ground.

"Hehe, this little thing can really run." An ear-piercing voice came from inside the cloak, like the sound of porcelain scraping against glass.

That's him, Professor Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort, it seems that he has not succeeded, because Orlando has noticed that not far from him, a wounded unicorn is staggering, looking like I can't hold on anymore.

It was a good opportunity. Orlando took out an offensive thunder-type talisman to blast the sky. This is the most powerful single-target attack magic among the thunder-type spells. He wanted to try the power of his talisman.

The activated Thunderbolt instantly gathered the thunder magic elements within a radius of [-] meters, gathered into a thunder and lightning, and went straight to Voldemort. Voldemort's powerful perception ability reacted beyond ordinary people at the moment when the talisman was cast. Seeing him wave his magic wand, a black flame instantly engulfed his figure. At this time, the Thunderbolt had already struck down, and the black flame was scattered and flew. Whatever was stained by the flame, no matter whether it was a tree or a stone, was destroyed. After it was completely burned, Orlando didn't dare to neglect it. He didn't want to die young, so he hurriedly did a backflip and flew out of a safe distance.

At this time, in the depths of the forest, a deep pit with a width of several meters and a depth of several feet appeared. The surrounding area of ​​the deep pit was scorched black, and the trees and stones in a radius of tens of meters were all burned to death, leaving a piece of black ash.

Orlando looked intently, and there was no sign of Voldemort, only the scattered black flames were still burning.

"Avada Kedavra." A scream came from behind, and a green light flew towards him.

Orlando's heart tightened, and he cast soul magic without hesitation, the damage bounced back, and a beam of soul light enveloped his body. As soon as Avada Kedavra touched the light, he immediately bounced back the same way.

"Soul magic, how do you know it?" Voldemort, who was shrouded in a black robe and hat, had a pair of eerie green eyes, showing surprise.

"Yes, Mr. Voldemort, my teacher Nicole Flamel, let me take him to say hello."

Voldemort in his heyday, Mr. Niko didn't take it seriously, let alone now, it was just Orlando's plan to delay the attack. He used soul magic hastily in the attack just now. Although it effectively countered the Avada Kedavra Curse, but The shock to his soul still made him a little dizzy, so he took this opportunity to adjust his skills.

"Hehe, yes, Nicole Flamel, that's it." Voldemort's hoarse and low voice was full of resentment.

"Lightning in the Palm." Orlando used his left palm, and the magic wand in his right hand shot a series of lightning bolts like machine guns, and shot away from Voldemort. The lightning in the palm was fast, but not powerful enough. Voldemort waved his wand, and a flame barrier rose out of thin air. , the lightning strike from the palm caused ripples on the barrier, but they couldn't be broken.

Orlando didn't dare to neglect, he was raided once, and he didn't want to come back again. With a flick of his wrist, a talisman was ignited out of thin air. This is the defensive lightning spell Lightning Shield, a shield condensed with lightning magic elements. Has strong physical and magic resistance.

Sure enough, the moment the shield was raised, Voldemort's attack arrived, and several fiery flames transformed into wolves, attacking from all directions.

Orlando was calm and calm, without any panic, he held the lightning shield and used his body skills, blocking the wave of attacks from left to right.

"Come and don't be indecent, take my trick." The beaten man jumped up and down. Although he was not injured, Orlando was aroused. The magic power in the body rose into the sky like boiling, stirring up the riot of magic elements within a radius of [-] meters, "Heavenly thunder, punish evil."

Orlando gave an order, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a thunder force several feet thick fell from the sky. Voldemort under the cloak showed a moved expression at this time. He dared not neglect, and turned into a black fire again, intending to escape.

But Punishing Heavenly Thunder has its own locking function, but it is not as easy to hide as the thunder-type spell, Thunderbolt.

The thunder that fell from the sky turned a corner, locked onto the black fire and chased after it, and there was another loud bang. The powerful shock wave overturned the ground and collapsed countless trees. Orlando heard a tragic wail. , and then pushed out tens of meters by the shock wave.

At this moment, Orlando's magic power was overdrawn because he used a spell beyond the refining period. If he hadn't succeeded in body training and his physical body was strong, he would probably die at this moment.

Gaining wisdom by eating a ditch, before the storm subsides, Orlando hastily deployed several soul magics. Voldemort is also a master of soul magic, and his signature magic, the Unforgivable Curse, is terrifying and has to be guarded against.

After waiting for a while, there was no abnormal reaction. The emaciated camel was bigger than a horse. Although Voldemort was so destitute that he needed parasitism to survive, this fight made him put away his underestimation. , Orlando didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, he was on guard with all his strength, and at the same time used his soul perception ability to guard against sneak attacks.

At this time, a group of people appeared in Orlando's perception range, and Harry was with them.

"It seems that he should have escaped, and he was hit by my evil thunder. If he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured, hmph." Orlando is still very satisfied with his shot. Although there are many flaws, the result is not bad.

He took out an invisibility talisman and stuck it on his chest, and then performed the technique of restraining breath, brushing away after the incident, hiding merit and fame deeply.

After a few vertical leaps, Orlando chased and killed Harry and the others. At this moment, they were mixed with a group of centaurs.

One of the centaurs named Bain was very angry, and he roared: "Ferenze! What are you doing? You let a man ride on your back! Don't you feel ashamed? Are you an ordinary horse?" mule?"

Orlando took a closer look, and it turned out to be Harry, who had fainted.

"Have you seen who this is?" Firenze said. "This is the Potter boy. Get him out of this forest as soon as possible."

"What did you tell him?" Baine said angrily, "Remember, Firenze, we swore that we would never defy God's will. Don't we see the omens shown by the movement of the planets?" ?"

Ronan scratched the dirt with his hooves anxiously, "I believe Firenze thinks he did it with good intentions." Ronan said in his sad voice.

"Out of good intentions! What does that matter have to do with us? What the centaurs care about is the prophecy of the astrology. We don't need to be like donkeys, running around after the lost humans in our forest." Bane was furious and kept going. kicked the ground.

"Didn't you see the thunder in the depths of the forest? Bane's astrology has been messed up. This is a warning from the heavens." Firenze suddenly stood up on his hind legs in anger, and Harry was awakened. He didn't understand why What's going on, subconsciously grabbed Firenze's shoulder, so he didn't fall off.

"Didn't you see the unicorn?" Firenze snarled at Bane. "Don't you understand why it was killed? Or did the planet not reveal this secret to you? One of our forests, Bane. Yes, I will side with the humans if necessary."

After finishing speaking, Firenze drove Harry away without paying any attention to the companions behind him. Harry didn't understand what happened at all.

"excuse me, you are?"

"My name is Firenze. As you must have seen, I am a centaur."

"You're the Potter boy?" he said. "You'd better go back to Hagrid, it's not safe in the woods at this time - especially for you. Can you ride a horse? It'll go faster that way." .”

"Why is Bane so angry?" he asked. "And what's wrong with me? Did you save me?"

"You fainted Harry, and your little friend Ron went to ask Hagrid to rescue the soldiers. I don't worry about you and carry you all the way."

"Thank you, Firenze, have you seen Orlando?"

"Orlando? Who's that?"

"It's the guy who released the lightning in the forest, have you seen him?"

"Oh, it turned out to be him, his name is Orlando, is that Alien Star?"

"Alien, what is an alien?"

"This... When you grow up, you will understand."

Orlando followed all the way. When he learned that he had become an alien star, he was thoughtful. He came from time travel. If every life in this world has its own astrology, then his astrology is the alien star that Firenze said. star slightly.

Firenze slowed down, reminding Harry to keep his head down and avoid the low-hanging branches, but he didn't answer Harry's question.They walked through the woods in silence, not speaking for so long that Harry thought Firenze didn't want to talk to him anymore.However, just as they were passing through a particularly dense bush, Firenze stopped suddenly.

"Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?"

"I don't know," said Harry, taken aback by the odd question, "we only used his horns and tail hairs in Potions."

"It's because killing a unicorn is an extremely brutal thing," Firenze said. "Only someone who has nothing and wants everything would commit such a heinous crime. The blood of a unicorn Can last your life, even if you are dying, but you must pay a heavy price for it. You slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life to save your own life, so the blood from its blood touched your lips From that moment on, you will have a half-dead life, a cursed life."

Harry looked at the back of Firenze's head, which was speckled silver in the moonlight. "But who is that desperado?" Harry asked aloud his doubts, "If you're going to be cursed for the rest of your life, it's better to die, isn't it?"

"That's right," Firenze agreed, "unless you're just using it to prolong your life so you can drink something else—a magic spell that brings you back to life completely—something that keeps you alive." Something that is immortal. Mr. Potter, do you know what XZ is in school at the moment?"

"The Sorcerer's Stone! Of course - the Elixir! But I don't know who - ?"

"Can't you imagine, who has been waiting silently for so many years, longing for a comeback? Who is clinging to life and waiting for the right time?"

For a moment, it was as if an iron claw had suddenly grabbed Harry's heart.

In the rustling of leaves in the wind, he seemed to hear Hagrid's words again on the night they first met: "Some people say he's dead, and I think it's pure nonsense. I'm afraid there's not much humanity left in him, So it's impossible to die."

"No, Orlando is in danger, stop Firenze, we have to go back and save him." Harry patted Firenze's neck hard, hoping he would stop.

Orlando, who was sneaking on the top of the tree, was a little relieved when he heard this, and it was not in vain for him to spend so much energy to come out.

At this moment, Hermione was running towards them along the path, Hagrid panting behind, and Ron was a little behind the boss, limping as if he had been injured.

(End of this chapter)