Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Harry fell to the ground, and until this moment Harry held Tiera's hand tightly.

A sharp pain pierced through Harry's head, something he had never felt before, as if his scar had suddenly been pierced by a red-hot iron.

Tiera, who had been held by Harry all the time, passively felt the pain.

But Tiera's mental strength and concentration are much higher than Harry's, so when Harry couldn't help himself, Tiera was still awake, pulling Harry's hand towards Voldemort's face hate.

Seeing that Harry's hand was about to touch Voldemort.

A horseshoe appeared in Tiera's field of vision.

With a "pop", he stepped Voldemort's face into the fragrant dirt of the Forbidden Forest - just missing Harry's hand.

Hi!

Tiera sighed inwardly.

This is another centaur, centaur Firenze, a prophet, who follows the stars.

"You didn't..." The centaurs Firenze wanted to help Harry and Tiera up after driving away Voldemort.

But when his eyes fell on Tiera, the centaurs Firenze had obvious doubts on his face.

Then, Tiera saw an emotion called fear on his face.

Like a meteor, detonating in the dark night.

"Are you alright?" Firenze stared at Harry tightly as if he hadn't seen Tiera.

"Are you all right?" the centaur asked, pulling Harry up.

"It's okay... thank you... what was that just now?" Harry asked.

The centaur didn't answer, his eyes were astonishingly blue, like faint sapphires.

Firenze looked at Harry carefully, his eyes resting on the sharp and prominent scar on Harry's forehead. "You're the Potter boy," he said. "You'd better go back to Hagrid. It's not a safe time in the woods...especially for you."

"Let's go, I'll take you two...to find Hagrid." Firenze added.

But Firenze still didn't look sideways when he said these words, didn't even look at Tiera, and after pushing Harry with the end of his bow, he stepped forward.

Harry followed behind Firenze and took Tiera's hand again.

Tiera looked at Firenze thoughtfully.

Legend has it that centaurs have wisdom no less than that of wizards and possess a complete magic system, especially good at healing magic, archery, divination and stargazing.

It is said that they can see the tracks of the stars.

The track of the stars...

Think of Firenze's fearful expression and the source of his spiritual dimension.

Tiera suddenly had an ominous conjecture in her heart.

He... shouldn't he have seen the Lord of the Deep Sky Star Sea from himself...

Firenze slowed down, reminding Harry to keep his head down and avoid the low-hanging branches, and Tiera quietly followed behind Harry.

Now he has his own things to think about.

If...if Firenze's fear really comes from the talent of centaurs to see the tracks of the stars, from the Lord of the Sea of ​​Stars in the Deep Sky.

Does that mean that even with the magical blessing of time and the isolation of the black rock that constitutes the library, the Lord of the Star Sea of ​​the Deep Sky still has some kind of weak connection with him?

If the Lord of the Sea of ​​Stars in the Deep Sky could interfere with him directly, Firenze would immediately mutate at the first sight of him, and then go crazy.

"A unicorn died." After a long time, Firenze broke the embarrassing silence.

"Who killed the unicorn?" Harry asked.

"Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood can be used for?" Firenze didn't answer Harry's question directly.

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

"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."

"But, who is that outlaw?" Harry said aloud his doubts. "If you're going to be cursed for the rest of your life, it's better to die, isn't it?"

"Yes," agreed Firenze, "unless you're just using it to delay your life so you can drink something else, something that fully restores your energy and spells, something that makes you live forever. Something that doesn't age. Mr. Potter, do you know what's hiding in the school at the moment?"

"The Philosopher's Stone! Of course! Elixir! But I don't understand who it is?"

"Can't you imagine that who has waited silently for so many years, eager to make a comeback? Who is holding on to life and waiting for the opportunity?" Firenze asked rhetorically.

[Voldemort! 】Tiera heard Harry's voice again.

And with it came Harry's great fear.

"Did you mean," said Harry in a low, hoarse voice, "it's prostrate..."

"Harry! Tierra! Thank goodness! Are you all right?" Hermione ran towards them along the path, with Hagrid panting behind, "Malfoy came back and said you met the Killing Unicorn that thing?"

Behind Hermione and Hagrid was a nervous-looking Malfoy~www.wuxiahere.com~ and Fang, who was being held tightly by him.

This was the fastest time Malfoy had ever run in his life, and he still took the opportunity to run away in the chaos.

And since they and Hagrid's group didn't get separated for a long time, plus Malfoy was running and shooting red fireworks into the sky, Hagrid, who was very familiar with the Forbidden Forest, quickly found him and Fang.

And led them to run towards Harry together.

As a result, halfway through, they met Harry and Tiera who were escorted by Firenze.

"A unicorn was killed?" Hagrid asked at the first sight of Firenze.

Malfoy came back panting and incoherent.

One moment, a monster appeared and killed the unicorn, and another moment, a big bat ate Harry and Tiera.

"The stars tonight told us that a unicorn was killed." Firenze said lightly.

"Den-Den-Den-Den--" A rush of hooves came from behind Firenze, and a... or a horse man with golden hair appeared.

"The unicorn is dead." The centaur said heavily, and at the same time he scratched the soil with his hooves.

Tiera recognized that it was the horseman who was shooting arrows at his "heir".

At this time, Tiera's "Heir" had already flown out of the Forbidden Forest and used the Phantom Charm to disguise as a short shrub growing next to the castle gate.

Tiera dared not let it go directly into the castle.

After the "Inheritance" has devoured a unicorn tonight, its bloodthirsty characteristics do not seem to have weakened in the slightest.

"The unicorn is dead!" said the centaur again, "devoured by a black magic we've never seen before."

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