Mysterious Journey

Chapter 454: So it was you, Professor Quirrell

“Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm…”

Faced with the approaching white fluffy ball, the two unicorns took a small step back.

“Unicorns are friends of wizards, and friends don't hurt friends…”

*Clop, clop, clop*—

The two unicorns, one large and one small, retreated another step in unison.

Unlike most ordinary creatures, unicorns are magical animals that are extremely sensitive to the aura of life.

In the spring and summer seasons when flowers bloom, they carefully avoid eating the beautiful blossoms. When faced with wizards or other unfamiliar beings, they can also judge danger by the "aura" surrounding the other party's body.

Compared to the cruel black-robed wizard from before, in the eyes of these two unicorns, the unsettling aura emanating from the small, flat-chested, white-haired loli in front of them was even stronger. The difference between the two was like a blade of grass compared to an ancient tree.

Well… as an academic, stay-at-home wizard, Quirinus Quirrell hasn't had many opportunities to kill anyone recently.

If we consider that the silver-haired little witch is still a human child…

This level of "killing intent" almost represents that she has been killing almost every day since she became capable of hunting—personally ending lives and enjoying food are two completely different states.

Therefore, the brighter the smile on Aileen's face, the more frightened the two unicorns became.

Not to mention…

Her stomach just growled, right?!

That was definitely the sound of hunger!

Unicorns can understand human language!

“Don’t laugh! Isn't it all your fault for ruining my reputation just now!"

Aileen glared fiercely at the old potato next to her, who was pursing his lips, trying hard not to laugh. The little tuft of hair on her head shook with anger, and she turned to look at the two unicorns, the smile on her face gradually disappearing, and said somewhat angrily.

"Hey, I just saved you…"

*Neigh*—

Before Aileen could finish speaking, the large unicorn, which had just stood up and still exuded a sense of weakness, suddenly neighed, then lowered its head and slammed into a moss-covered rock next to it.

*Thump!*

*Crack!*

Accompanied by a dull thud, the spiral-shaped, beautiful horn on the large unicorn's head broke off at the base. The unicorn shook its head, picked up the horn, which still had some silvery-white blood on it, and placed it in front of Aileen.

The small golden unicorn also timidly walked over and gently touched the back of the girl's hand with its little horn.

Then…

The two unicorns, one large and one small, turned around quickly and ran into the depths of the Forbidden Forest without looking back.

"Wait, wait… I don't want this…"

Aileen looked down at the thick, long, hard, but inedible unicorn horn, her little face somewhat dazed.

The sharp horns of unicorns possess extraordinary magic.

And this kind of horn, voluntarily offered by a living unicorn, possesses magic far surpassing that of common unicorn horns. Whether used to make antidotes or magical items, it is considered an extremely rare material.

But…

For Aileen now, this thing is completely useless!

Even if this unicorn horn is worth a fortune, is Aileen Kaslana the kind of person who lacks money?

Is she in need of this kind of primitive material compensation?!

Her only wish now is…

“Come back, come back! I don’t want your horns, I want to find the way back to school!”

After being stunned for a second or two, Aileen quickly reacted and chased in the direction where the unicorns disappeared.

There was no doubt that Gellert Grindelwald, who was also directionally challenged, was of no help at all. That big dog had run off to chase Voldemort again, and now she didn’t know where it had gone. Those two unicorns were her last hope for a good dinner tonight.

“Hey! Aileen, wait! Don't run around!”

Grindelwald, who was watching the show from the side, saw the white fluffy ball darting out like a rabbit and his expression changed.

After Apparition was restricted, if the two of them got separated in this vast Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, it wouldn’t be so easy for Grindelwald to find Aileen again. The most important thing was that he didn’t know the way either!

“You go find Fluffy, he might still be chasing that black-robed man. I'll chase the unicorns, see you at the castle."

The girl's voice faintly drifted out from the gaps in the trees.

"By the way, Grandpa, be careful of that black-robed man, don't be too careless."

As the saying goes, don't pursue a desperate foe. Even though Quirinus Quirrell's injuries weren't light, Aileen knew very well that once the chaser and the chased switched positions, Voldemort's threat would actually be even greater—this kind of wizard who puts all his mind on prolonging his life may be weak in direct attacks, but he definitely has extraordinary talent in concealment, escape, and counter-killing.

Based on Aileen's understanding of Grindelwald, the old man would most likely "draw a circle" for her, telling her to stay obediently inside and not move, and then go alone to find the runaway Fluffy, and also hunt down the fleeing second-generation Dark Lord.

However, this would be equivalent to placing all hope on Grindelwald.

Returning to the castle wouldn't be a problem, but when they could return was hard to say. Aileen didn't want to sit alone in the Forbidden Forest counting ants—especially since even ants couldn't be seen in this area now.

Anyway, if Grindelwald went to chase Voldemort, the entire Hogwarts Forbidden Forest would be temporarily safe for Aileen. It would be great if she could catch the unicorns, but if she couldn't, it didn't matter, as long as she found the forest path, she could return to school.

"You get back here! Get… never mind."

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow, glanced at Aileen who had already disappeared, and sighed helplessly.

Anyway, the little one still had the "amulet" he gave her. As long as she didn't encounter any more wizards, there wasn't much in this forest that could hurt Aileen. He'd better go find that runaway three-headed dog first.

As long as he found Fluffy and solved the problem of that black-robed man who dared to attack Aileen, he could rely on the big dog's nose to find the little girl again. It wouldn't be that difficult.

What's more, if nothing unexpected happened, Albus Dumbledore, if he didn't see them appear, should also come looking for them. As the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore was at least very good at finding his way and finding people.



A few minutes later, on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

"Master, we're about to get out. Don't worry."

Quirrell looked at the gradually thinning forest, breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Quirinus Quirrell now looked extremely disheveled. The black wizard robes had long since disappeared, his chest and abdomen were covered with solidified blood stains and scorch marks, and there was a deep claw mark on his left leg.

Fortunately, beasts are still just beasts.

After paying a small price, Quirrell, with Voldemort's help, finally managed to temporarily restrain the big dog in the dense forest vines not far away. Although he couldn't be sure how long it would last, it was enough for him to return to Hogwarts Castle.

"Shut up! Idiot, of course I know we're about to get out."

"But… it was you who kept asking before…"

Quirrell muttered quietly. Since Voldemort possessed him, he had developed this habit of talking to himself—although, in fact, even if he didn't speak out loud, Voldemort could sense it.

However, this time, Quirinus Quirrell didn't wait for Voldemort's reply.

On the contrary, he suddenly felt his body lose control again. His left hand, without any warning, drew his wand and waved it in the air, and a snake-patterned shield was conjured out of thin air.

*Duang!*

The next moment, a scorching magical beam shot from behind, hitting the shield with a dull thud.

"Wait! Did I allow… *huff*, allow you to leave?!"

At this time, an old voice slowly drifted over from behind.

However, the unfathomable atmosphere was somewhat destroyed by the old man's hurried breathing that he hadn't completely suppressed. Without that aura of a master, it was clear that after losing Apparition, the jungle chase had become a physical labor.

"Woof! Woof! Grrr!"

Immediately afterward, a series of headache-inducing barks also rang out.

Quirinus Quirrell's expression changed, and he looked solemnly at the old man who appeared behind him. The wand in his hand trembled slightly, and a touch of despair unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

Facing an old monster who had lived for who knows how many hundreds of years, and a hellhound with three heads that only existed in legends, was simply too difficult for him, who had just become a full professor.

More importantly…

The great Dark Lord had almost exhausted his energy to help him get rid of the big dog before. Now he could be said to have no possibility of fighting this old wizard… he didn't even have much strength left to run.

"Hmm?! So it's you, Professor Quirrell…"

Gellert Grindelwald glanced at the pale-faced young man in front of him and grinned.

"I remember I specifically emphasized to you, right? If you dare to touch a single hair on that little girl Aileen, I will…"