057- Pyromancer

Norbert flapped his wings, as she leaned forward, and landed on the ground. Ivan was standing on Norbert's back as he cast a worried look toward Hagrid.

"Hagrid, where did the enemy go?" Ivan looked around, strangely.

"Just... just now it somehow flew out..." Hagrid still had some tears on his face, he pointed towards the dense forest on the right as he stammered out.

'Flew out?'

Ivan recalled that when they did a landing just now, there was some resistance.

Ivan started feeling wary, judging from the intensity of the collision, Quirrell most likely had succeeded in releasing some form of defensive spell, as he escaped.

'So Quirrell should still be alive, right?'

"Incendio!" Ivan became nervous, he raised his wand as he casted a number of flame creation spell in the direction where Hagrid pointed.

Red flames rose into the sky, spreading in all directions...

Ivan was still feeing a little unsafe so he ordered Norbert to continue to breathe out fire in the same direction. The greater the power, the better. It was best case scenario to ensure that no one can come towards them alive from that direction...

Facing Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, Ivan didn't dare to be the slightest bit negligent...

Norbert happily kept on breathing fire, he liked using dragon's breath. After a few more dragons' breaths, a large number of bushes were engulfed by billowing flames...

Hagrid who was standing on the side stared at this scene wearily and said after a little bit of deliberation...

"Isn't this a bit too much..." Ivan pondered whether the fire was too big.

'Setting fire to the forbidden forest, would he be thrown into Azkaban? Professor Dumbledore should be able to handle this, right?'

Ivan became a little worried and kicked Norbert with his foot. He had made a good plan to sneak attack and deal with Quirrell, all of which was now destroyed by Norbert's first fire breath.

Noble whimpered slightly as she flopped onto the ground.

Ivan didn't pay attention to Norbert anymore, just signaled to it to be on guard, then jumped off Norbert's back and ran to Hagrid.

Fang had already rushed to Hagrid's side, he was now sticking out his tongue and licking Hagrid's face.

"Hagrid, are you okay? I have told Harry and the others to notify the professors, they will be here any minute now." Ivan leaned forward and carefully examined the wounds on Hagrid's waist, abdomen, and thighs.

Although these wounds looked scary, soaking in blood, and contained faint traces of dark magic, Ivan breathed out a sigh of relief. These weren't fatal wounds. Unfortunately, he couldn't use the counter-curse and heal Hagrid...

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine, go and see if Cecilia is ok? she got hit by the Avada Kedavra spell to protect me..." Hagrid pushed Ivan anxiously to go and see if there was any way to help her.

"Cecilia?" Ivan asked strangely.

"That's the name I just gave to the unicorn. If it weren't for Cecilia, I would have died." Hagrid choked up and wiped some of the fresh tears that popped out of his eyes.

After confirming that Hagrid was really fine, Ivan nodded and walked toward the dying unicorn.

Under the reflection of the fire, Cecilia looked like a legendary pegasus, emitting a faint white shimmer from all over her body, with a sharp spiral-shaped horn on her forehead, a few long and narrow strips of flesh were pulled apart from her abdomen, and hind legs. From these numerous wounds, blue blood was constantly flowing out...

But Ivan understood what being hit by Quirrell's Avada Kedavra meant... even with the huge vitality of a unicorn, she had already reached her limit. Cecilia's bright blue pupils were gradually losing their luster, revealing sadness and pain...

Ivan gently stroked her mane, it was unusually soft to touch, all he could do now was comfort her.

The end result of the Avada Kedavra was irreversible, which was why it was listed as an Unforgivable Curse, even someone as strong as Dumbledore can't do anything about it.

Cecilia gradually closed her eyes under Ivan's hands, and her vitality gradually depleted. Ivan sighed. Following his principle of not wasting any opportunity, he took out a potions tube from his pocket and filled it with the blood flowing from her wounds.

Ivan tightened the tube with a cork, he looked at the dreamy blue blood in the test tube and softly said to the dead unicorn.

"According to my estimation, your enemy won't live long either... Rest in peace..."

After speaking, he don't know if it was an illusion, but Ivan felt that Cecilia's body seemed to have changed a little bit, even though he couldn't see any difference.

However, Ivan's words weren't empty, he said it because he knew it was Quirrell who used the spell. Even if he was lucky this time around and was not burned to death, Voldemort would drain his vitality soon enough.

Ivan stood up and put the bottle containing the blood of the unicorn away. He heard the system's prompt sound vaguely, but before he could check it out, he saw a tabby cat galloping towards them through the dense forest in the distance.

That cat was faster than ordinary people running at full speed.

Norbert, who was in charge of the lookout, suddenly became vigilant, with a big mouth full of fangs, roared at the tabby cat, although he did not attack.

Norbert could feel the magical pressure emanating from the cat, and it was much greater than that of Ivan.

"Norbert, stop, that's not an enemy!" Ivan hurriedly told Norbert to step back, as he recognized Professor McGonagall's Animagus form.

It wasn't clear to him what method Prof. McGonagall used to increase her speed after transformation. Judging from his understanding of an Animagus from the original book, her speed ​​after transformation should be no different from that of a normal cat.

Sure enough, the tabby cat galloped in front of Hagrid, its figure quickly distorted and reverted to the original appearance of Professor McGonagall.

"Aguamenti!" As soon as Professor McGonagall arrived, she noticed the spreading fire all around them, waving her wand once, a huge amount of water was summoned as it gathered in mid-air like a growing snake.

Although the fire had spread, it was more scattered than the large water snake, and as there was no one commanding it, it was extinguished in a short time...

Even so, there was still a large area around them that was burned to the ground, Ivan was afraid that it will take decades for it to be restored...