The wind rustled the leaves on the ground, and in the silent forest, a man who looked to be 17 or 18 years old wearing a cracked hockey mask was wielding a machete in his hand to chop at the animal carcasses in the ground.

Silver-blue blood spattered all over his body, but he didn't care. He remained silent and slashed downwards with one knife after another.

After a while, the man looked like he was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He looked shorter and thinner, but his gaze remained unchanged and he still waved the knife in his hand mechanically.

When the last knife fell, Linde felt that the obstacle in his hand became smaller and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally the cutting was finished.

Linde grabbed its horns with both hands and lifted up its bloody head with all his strength.

Andersen took small bites of the unicorn's meat and glanced at his boss.

Linde looked at the head, which was about half as tall as his normal size, and sighed: "I hope I can grow taller and stronger in the future, otherwise the piano made from it might be too big."

Thinking about this, Lind took off the pocket bag that Professor Flitwick had given him and stretched it wide.

The fanny pack that Flitwick gave himself does have a shrinking spell, but it is nothing compared to the box Newt used in the movie. This fanny pack can basically only shrink some ordinary items or low-magic items.

For things like unicorns, the shrinking spell on them has no effect at all, let alone the shrinking spell he cast himself.

That's why he spends so much time chopping off unicorn heads.

If possible, he would also like to put the entire unicorn body in it. After all, this creature can be said to be full of treasures.

Unfortunately not. It is impossible to come in time, and even transfer is difficult to achieve. Even though the current unicorn is a corpse, it still has extremely high magic resistance.

Most of his floating spells, shrinking spells, etc. that are suitable for transfer are difficult to successfully work on this corpse.

Linde tried his best to stretch his waist bag to the size of a basketball, then adjusted the angle of the unicorn's head to stuff it tightly inside.

First the horns, then the head…

After spending some time, he finally managed to push the unicorn's head in. I just don’t know how to take it out then, but that’s not what I should be concerned about now.

Linde instructed Andersen to stand guard for him, and then took out two skinning knives from his pocket and sharpened them crosswise in his hands.

Shaking away the blood from the unicorn head that had been stuffed into the knife, Lind walked to the corpse again.

First, cut off its tail, the best part of the good guy...

Then Linde started to look at its butt again and started to attack.

It is impossible to peel off the skin in time, but there is still some chance of cramping. After all, the other end of its spine has been chopped off by Linde with its head...

However, before he could exert any force, Andersen flew back and shouted at him urgently.

Perhaps Linde was too cruel, which caused the strong smell of blood in this area, attracting Yaya.

He was not very worried about other dangerous creatures. Hagrid had told Lind that most of the advanced creatures in the Forbidden Forest had been divided into their own territories.

It is against the rules to wander into the territory of other creatures, not only the rules of the Forbidden Forest, but also the rules of Hogwarts.

In a place like a school where little wizards learn, those who don't follow the rules will naturally not be protected by Hogwarts.

This is exactly the territory of a unicorn, but the unicorn's nighttime activity range is very narrow...

After his reminder, Linde also noticed the sound of dogs barking in the distance. He wasn't greedy, he just put away his things and ran in the opposite direction.

While running, he took off his robe, wiped the blood on his face with a clean area, and stuffed it into his pocket. He took out the smell-masking potion and applied it all over his body. The point this time was to cover up the strong smell of unicorn blood on him.

His magic power, which was on the verge of depletion before, recovered a little, and then he added a floating spell to himself.

After doing this, Linde was still a little worried. He also set off some laborious fireworks in the Forbidden Forest. When he was about to call Andersen to start them, he hesitated.

He had the same idea as Quirrell before: if he does it again, it might go too far...

At that time, it would be more harm than good to attract Dumbledore to personally come down to check the situation in the Forbidden Forest.

Linde, dressed in casual clothes, forced himself up on his trembling feet and started running.

After traveling quickly, Linde was not in a hurry to return to the castle. Now he needed to take care of himself again. Moreover, there is most likely a little wizard who is not sleeping in the bathroom right now, and there are definitely other wizards in the common room.

After running for a while, Linde turned a corner and ran to the junction of the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake.

He just put on his clothes and walked into the black lake without daring to go deep into the black lake. He soaked his whole body in the shallow water not far from the shore.

Linde touched the skin on his arm, and felt a regular rubbing sensation. Linde brought his arm close to his eyes and saw the scales appearing on his body.

"Fortunately, it's not too out of the ordinary, and the feeling of human skin has not been reduced."

Then, he touched his thighs, calves, calves...

The results speak for themselves.

The whole body is filled with an exotic aesthetic.

Afterwards, Linde quietly recovered his body underwater. The medicine applied before quickly penetrates into the wound and restores the lost and damaged body tissues.

The magic power recovered quickly, and the fatigue on his body was quickly washed away.

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"Kids, step back, don't look." Hagrid saw this scene and hurriedly stood in front of the children, his face panicked.

"Get out of the way!" Malfoy pulled Hagrid's thigh unceremoniously, saying "get out of the way", but actually pulled himself away.

Then he saw the bloodiest scene he had ever seen in his life.

The silver-blue blood had flowed into a pool of blood, and in the middle of the pool of blood, a snow-white body lay, its head had gone nowhere, and a bloody hole was cut in its buttocks.

He couldn't bear the fear in his heart, took two steps back and was tripped by a tree root, and fell on Neville behind him.

Jane saw him like this, stepped over him, and came to Hagrid's side, but was blocked by Hagrid.

"Okay, we have to go back early! Ronan, can you help me take a look here first? I'll be back soon." Hagrid looked solemnly at a brown-red centaur next to him.

The centaur called Ronan also looked bad, the bowstring in his hand was always tight, and he kept looking around.

He heard what Hagrid said, nodded without turning his head, and then looked up at the sky.

Seeing him nod, Hagrid hurriedly called out to the little wizards.

"Harry, Harry!" Hagrid saw Harry also tilt his head to look at the unicorn.

"Don't look, this is not something you should get involved in. What happened today was beyond our expectations. Your punishment is over!" Hagrid roared softly, then grabbed Harry with one hand and brought him to his side.

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