Chapter 30: Unicorns and the Forbidden Forest

The man in the mirror was no different from himself, with a pale face and a panicked expression. However, he was not alone. Behind him in the mirror, there were at least ten people. Standing on his left was a tall and thin man with messy hair and glasses. He looked like an adult version of Harry, except for his eyes. And on his right was a woman with red hair and emerald green eyes like him. At this moment, the man and woman were putting their hands on Harry's shoulders and smiling at him.

Harry suddenly understood, "Mom? Dad?" The man and woman in the mirror nodded gently, without saying a word, just smiling at him. He slowly looked at the others and found that the person standing behind his father was an Asian in a strange robe. His face was not very clear. At this moment, he also smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Harry's messy hair. A silver wristband was on his hand.

"Teacher?" Harry felt himself sober all of a sudden. He raised his right hand, pulled down his long sleeves, and found that the wristband was just right. But when he looked into the mirror, he found that the image in the mirror was blurry for a while, and then disappeared completely.

"No!" Harry approached the mirror, propped his hands on the mirror, leaned his head on it and cried. When he saw these scenes for the first time, he knew they were fake, but so what? He never knew what his parents looked like, whether they were tall or short. Now this mirror can let him see, which satisfies his wish. It's just that this time is too short, so short that he can't remember their appearance firmly. That feeling is like losing them again!

At this time, a silver hand grew out from Harry's wrist and patted Harry on the head. Sherry obviously felt sorry for this disciple. Harry gradually stopped crying, but still sobbed occasionally. Looking at this overly sad disciple, Sherry suddenly felt that he should do something, not for anything else, just for Harry to live a better and happier life.

Since Harry wanted a family the most, he would give him a family. It just so happens that there is a better candidate now, such as someone imprisoned in Azkaban. And a former Death Eater who has killed countless people is wandering around Harry at the moment. He has been at large for long enough!

Sherry looked at the magic mirror standing there. As long as he could analyze and devour the mirror, he could initially obtain the right to stay in this world, instead of worrying about being kicked out of the world after seven years. If he could completely devour the four treasures left by the founders, he could even exist in this world forever. Originally, Sherry planned to use the venom of the basilisk to wipe off the soul fragments on the crown of Ravenclaw when Harry was in the second year, but now it is obvious that there is no need to wait that long. The only problem now is that Sherry cannot be disturbed when he is analyzing and devouring this magic item. Moreover, this behavior is regarded as digging into the corner of the world, which will definitely be backlashed by this world. If it is not right, all the previous efforts may be wasted and he will be completely kicked out of this world. Then the repair of the magic network is estimated to be a long way off.

This requires Sherry to find an absolutely safe place. Sherry himself has already had a good choice, which is the Room of Requirement, but with the power of Harry and Su Yun, it is impossible to move this mirror to that room. So this is an unsolvable problem.

Sherry had no idea for the time being. According to the development of the plot, Dumbledore will move the Mirror of Erised in a few days to hide the Philosopher's Stone. The place where the Philosopher's Stone is stored must have strict defense. Devouring the magic mirror in such an environment is the only way Sherry can think of at present.

After comforting Harry, he returned to the dormitory to rest. Sherry remembered that tonight was a full moon night, so he secretly opened the window, covered himself with Harry's invisibility cloak, and then flew out. Sherry stopped when he flew all the way to the sky above the Forbidden Forest. He found a tree with the invisibility cloak and carefully tied it to the branches high up. Then he rushed into the depths of the Forbidden Forest and flew straight into the sky. Facing the full moon on the clouds, Sherry unfolded his body. The magic net, which was originally two square meters, finally reached an area of ​​nearly five square meters after Sherry's continuous efforts in the past three years, although it was still not big.

What Sherry didn't know was that at this moment, in the Forbidden Forest below him, a group of intelligent creatures were looking up at him shining in the sky. These creatures, with the body of a horse and the upper body of a human, are one of the most powerful tribes in the Forbidden Forest - the centaurs.

Hogwarts is almost the safest place in the British wizarding world, and therefore has become the habitat of many magical tribes. The centaurs are all good at fighting, not only are they good at hand-to-hand combat, but they are also good at archery, and basically have some talents such as prophecy, even though they usually make these prophecies vague because they fear fate.

"Mars is very bright recently!" The centaurs knew from the stars that the dark forces had entered Hogwarts, but they did not tell the wizards. Tonight is a full moon night, and the sky is clear and cloudless. It is a good day to observe the stars. Sherry just rushed into their sight, and all the centaurs were shocked by this change. The centaurs tried to use their talents to explore Sherry's origins. However, except for a huge ball of light, they got nothing.

After absorbing enough moonlight, Sherry flew back to the Forbidden Forest and retrieved the invisibility cloak tied to the branch. Just as he put on the invisibility cloak again, he suddenly heard a miserable whine not far from his feet.

Sherry's heart moved and he flew down from the treetop. He saw a glowing unicorn at the root of a tree, wailing and struggling, and a black figure leaning over to suck blood from its neck. Sherry was going to turn around and leave, but as the white light on the unicorn gradually dimmed and the wailing became lower and lower, he felt a pity in his heart. The birth of this tribe was extremely difficult. If one died, there would be one less. Maybe one day, it would become extinct.

"Magic Missile!" A glittering energy ball hit the black shadow's chest very quickly, knocking him out. The black shadow immediately stood up and tried to find the source of the spell, but a figure sounded behind him, "Magic Missile!"

Another spell of the same kind hit his back, knocking him forward. The black shadow, that is, Quirrell, understood that this enemy was invisible.

"Invisibility and Appearance!" The light from the magic wand spread all around, but no enemy figure appeared at all. The lethality of magic missiles is very large. One can basically kill an unsuspecting adult man, but Quirrell was hit by two in a row, and it seemed that nothing serious happened. It can only be said that the Dark Lord is worthy of being the Dark Lord, and his ability to train his subordinates is also very powerful.

"Since the magic missile is useless, then try this! Strike the undead!" A milky white light shot out from the air and hit Quirrell directly. This time was not like the previous two times, and Quirrell couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"I guessed right!" Voldemort was undoubtedly in the evil camp, so Quirrell, who was possessed by him, was naturally infected by Voldemort. Although the magic missile was a first-level magic, and the attack on the undead was only a zero-level magic, the former was far less harmful to Quirrell than the latter.

"Attack the undead!" Another beam of light came over, Quirrell rolled to avoid it, and faced the direction of the light, "Avada Kedavra!" A green light flew past Sherry and hit a tree behind him. The tree immediately "clicked" and broke into two pieces. Sherry felt a strong threat from the killing curse, which meant that this spell could cause serious damage to him. That's right, although the magic web is very advanced, his own soul can't keep up now. And the killing curse is just the kind of instant death spell that directly attacks the soul. So far, there is only one person who has survived this spell in history, and that is Harry Potter. Sherry, who had dodged the killing curse, felt a sense of fear, and at the same time, a surge of anger rushed to his head.

"Strike the undead!" "Strike the undead!" Two positive energy rays flew out in succession. Quirrell just barely dodged one, and was hit in the leg by the other. He was unstable and knelt on one knee.

"Da da da da!" A sound like a herd of horses galloping came. Quirrell looked around hatefully, turned around and turned into a cloud of smoke, and disappeared in front of Sherry.

"Detect magic!" Sherry, who was afraid that Quirrell had not gone far, released a spell that could detect traces of magic around. He was relieved when he found that there were only himself and the unicorn around. Fortunately, he had Harry's invisibility cloak, and fortunately Quirrell did not intend to fight to the death. Coming under the tree, looking at the dying unicorn, Sherry placed a part of the magic net on its wound, "Repair minor injuries!" The wound healed slightly, but then quickly cracked again, and silver blood like mercury flowed out.

The unicorn seemed to know that this invisible existence was its savior. It tried hard to turn its head towards Sherry, bowed deeply and expressed its gratitude to him.

"Forget it, there is only one way now. Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck!" Sherry extracted a part of the moonlight energy stored in his body and injected it into the unicorn's body. Moonlight is a very gentle and healing energy, often used to soothe the pain of patients and wounded, but the unicorn was too seriously injured. Whether it can survive depends on its own will and luck.

The centaurs came nearby at a gallop. Sherry ignored them, but just put on the invisible cloak, rose into the sky, and flew towards Harry's dormitory. It was a bit of a loss tonight. Not only did I fight, but all the moonlight I absorbed was given to the seriously injured unicorn. It was already late at night, and Sherry didn't want to go to the sky to bask in the moonlight again, so he might as well wait until tomorrow night. (To be continued)