Chapter 56 Riding a Dragon to the Rescue

"Yes, I saw it." Professor McGonagall also understood the seriousness of the matter at this time, with a serious look on his face.

"Anyway, I will go there first. You'd better go find Professor Dumbledore and find him. In addition, the password for the principal's office is Honey Honey Candy." After Professor McGonagall said this, a magic spell exploded in the corridor. He jumped out of the window on the third floor with a domineering attitude that did not suit his age.

"Professor McGonagall!" Hermione rushed to the window worriedly, watching Professor McGonagall fall quickly from the sky, then land smoothly after waving her wand.

"It's really cool. It's a floating spell. How about we try it too?" Ron said with envy.

"This is the third floor. We will fall to death before we can cast the spell!" Harry had to remind him.

"Let's go find Professor Dumbledore quickly." Although Professor McGonagall has rushed to support, Hermione still feels a little uneasy in her heart. Only Dumbledore can give them a sufficient sense of security.

"No need, I heard everything you just said."

Just when Hermione was about to lead the team into action, Dumbledore's figure suddenly came out of the shadows on one side and looked towards the Forbidden Forest in the distance. There was also a hint of emotion on Gujing Bubo's face. It was obvious that What happened in the Forbidden Forest had exceeded his expectations.

At this time, bursts of noisy sounds rang out from the depths of the originally silent black forbidden forest.

After a while, a huge figure emerged from the trees with difficulty. The shabby and patched clothes on his body were stained with blood, and a strong smell of blood floated in the forbidden forest.

Normally, the hidden predators in the Forbidden Forest would have been wandering around for a long time, but now, apart from some noise caused by Hagrid, it was so quiet that only the chirping of insects could be heard.

"Huhu" Hagrid breathed heavily, holding tightly the wooden stick he found along the way as a weapon, leaning against a big tree and staring straight ahead.

In the shade of the trees, a figure covered in black robes slowly approached. Hagrid, who could no longer walk, threw the wooden stick in his hand hard.

As a hybrid half-giant, Hagrid's strength is naturally far beyond that of ordinary people, which is one of the reasons why he can successfully tame many magical creatures.

The thick wooden stick caused a fierce sound of wind in the air, but unfortunately for a powerful and vigilant wizard, such a method seemed meaningless.

"Split into pieces!" The black-robed wizard just waved his wand casually, and the wooden stick exploded in mid-air, and sawdust fell down all over the sky.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking unicorns in the Forbidden Forest?" Hagrid said angrily with red eyes.

The black-robed wizard did not answer, nor was he stupid enough to explain to Hagrid the reason why he hunted the unicorn. He just gently raised his wand, pointed it at Hagrid, and whispered softly.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A ray of green light shot toward Hagrid at an extraordinary speed. Hagrid, who understood the spell from the black-robed wizard, suddenly fell into deep despair.

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A series of memories appeared in Hagrid's mind like a revolving lantern. Just when Hagrid was about to wait quietly for death, a white and shimmering figure rushed out from beside him like lightning, blocking the middle.

"No!" Hagrid was stunned and yelled with a ferocious look on his face.

But no matter how much Hagrid roared, he couldn't change the fact. The green light hit him directly, and the white figure suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.

That's a unicorn

Even as a powerful top-level magical creature, after receiving a death curse, its vitality is rapidly passing away, and its life is about to come to an end. Its white mane is stained with blue blood, but even so, it is still powerful. He struggled to stand up.

Hagrid's eyes were filled with tears and he wanted to crawl over to check on the unicorn, but his body had already lost any strength.

Quirrell, who was wrapped in a black robe, was a little trembling because the Dark Lord's voice resounded in his mind.

"Trash, can't even kill a beast." Voldemort felt that this was the worst subordinate he had ever led. Avada Kedavra's direct hit did not kill the target immediately for the first time.

Quirrell was very aggrieved. It was obviously because he had absorbed too much vitality from Voldemort these days, which caused the power of magic to be weakened a lot.

However, facing the Dark Lord who controlled his life and death, Quirrell did not dare to complain, so he could only pour out his anger on Hagrid in front of him.

If Hagrid, a reckless idiot, hadn't suddenly jumped out while he was hunting the unicorn, he would have succeeded long ago, and how could he have wasted so much time.

So Quirrell ignored the dying unicorn, and slowly walked towards Hagrid step by step, admiring the powerlessness and despair in Hagrid's eyes.

Quirrell waved his wand, preparing to use Avada Kedavra to end Hagrid's life again. As he raised his hand, he saw Hagrid's eyes suddenly burst into a different light, from despair to confusion, and finally to shock, with the corners of his mouth trembling slightly. , Quirrell could faintly read the words he wanted to say.

dragon

"Don't try to use this little trick to deceive me." Quirrell said disdainfully. He has seen too many such little tricks to distract people.

Besides, where did the dragons come from in Hogwarts?

"You idiot, look at the sky!" Voldemort's voice appeared in Quirrell's mind again.

Although Voldemort's perception ability was greatly reduced by the cloak, he could still detect an attack that was about to endanger his life.

The moment Voldemort opened his mouth, a clear dragon roar passed into Quirrell's ears. By the time Quirrell turned around, it was already too late, and he could only see a scorching flame getting closer and closer to him.

Voldemort suddenly took over the control of Quirrell's body. The disgusting and weird snake face had turned to the front at some point, and it was closely connected with Quirrell's face. The two faces overlapped like a grotesque one.

Even so, Voldemort only had time to reach out and wave his wand before he was engulfed in flames.

In the flame dragon's breath, a purple magic barrier suddenly lit up, barely blocking the flames. However, the scorching heat and rolling air waves prevented Voldemort from relaxing at all, not to mention that the hastily released magic barrier had gradually cracked. There are signs of collapse.

Fortunately, the flame breath only lasted three seconds and ended. Just when Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief, a huge dragon head suddenly appeared in front of him. With the huge force of the dive, it instantly broke through the barrier and smashed this grotesque body. Thrown away

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