Chapter 39

As soon as Maka's voice fell, there was a sudden movement in the trees behind Ronan. Hagrid raised the stone bow again. As a result, it was only the second horse man. He had black hair and black body. He looked more rough than Ronan.

"Hello, Bain," said Hagrid. "How are you?"

"Good evening, Hagrid. I hope you are all right."

"It's OK. You see, I was asking Ronan just now. Have you seen anything strange here recently? A unicorn was injured - do you know something?"

Bain came up and stood next to Ronan, looking up at the sky.

"Mars is bright tonight," he said.

"We've heard that," Hagrid said angrily. "Well, if any of you see anything, come and tell me, okay? Then let's go."

"Oh, OK," said Marca, turning back to say hello to the two horsemen. "Goodbye, two."

The four began their search again. Harry and Hermione talked about the horse man with Hagrid, while Marca looked around cautiously.

As they turned a corner in the path, Hermione suddenly grabbed Hagrid's arm.

"Hagrid! Look! Red spark, the others are in trouble!"

"You two wait here!" cried Hagrid. "Stay on the path. I'll be right there."

He crackled through the low bushes, and Harry and Hermione stood looking at each other, looking scared. Gradually, Hagrid went away, and they could only hear the rustling of leaves in the wind around them.

"Marca, they won't get hurt, huh?" Hermione whispered. "I don't care if Malfoy gets hurt, but if Neville has any accident - we dragged him down and made him come here to be punished."

"Don't worry, with Hagrid and fangya, the creatures in the Forbidden Forest won't hurt him." Maka smiled at her.

After a while, Hagrid led Malfoy and Neville back. Toothy followed him and smelled. It seemed that there was no danger.

In fact, Malfoy deliberately frightened Neville. Unexpectedly, Neville was too timid and directly sent out a distress signal.

"You two have made such a big noise. Now, it's all our luck to catch that thing. Well, let's change the team - Neville, you're with me, Harry and Hermione. Marca, you're with toothy and this idiot."

"I'm sorry," Hagrid whispered to Marca again, "but it's not so easy for him to scare you. Let's finish it quickly!"

Malfoy obviously didn't want to be with Marca at all, but Marca looked back at him and he didn't dare say anything more.

So Maka, Malfoy and Ya Ya walked towards the Forbidden Forest Center.

Ya Ya is very familiar with Maka. He always likes to go around Maka, but he still remembers the search. He didn't suddenly come up and lick his face as usual.

Marca's feet were so fast that Malfoy had to trot to keep up to prevent being left behind. They walked for 15 minutes at most. As they went deeper and deeper, the surrounding trees gradually became dense, and the path was almost impassable.

The blood on the ground became more and more obvious. A tree root arched out of the ground splashed a lot of blood. Maka didn't look much, but continued to move forward. Within a few steps, they saw an open space in front of them.

Marca stretched out her arm and stopped Malfoy's progress.

A white thing glittered in the center of the open space and looked very eye-catching at night.

"Stand here and don't come out," Marca whispered, and whether Malfoy listened or not, he took two steps forward.

Ya Ya obediently stood on the side of a tree and looked at the open space.

This is a unicorn. He was white, with a soft mane and a long spiral silver horn on his head. He looked pure and beautiful - although he was dead.

Maka stood quietly behind the branches of the trees on the edge and waited. He knew it should be soon.

In the silence of the night, the flow of time seemed very slow. Malfoy was obviously a little anxious. He looked back and forth, and glanced at the body of the unicorn in the open space from time to time. But perhaps because of Maka's existence, or because of his fear of the forbidden forest, he didn't dare to move at all.

After about ten minutes, suddenly a rustling sound came from the edge of the open space opposite. Maka immediately looked at it - the nearby bushes were shaking.

Soon a hooded figure appeared in the shadow of the bushes. It crawled slowly on the ground, came to the unicorn, and began to drink its blood against the wound on the body.

"Ah! Ah --!"

Malfoy let out a terrible scream. He just stood there for a moment, and then immediately ran away. At the moment, toothy's timid character was also exposed - it ran away.

The hooded figure looked up at the sound, but Maka had already moved to another position. He was not found.

At this time, Maka was leaning against the trunk of another tree. He tilted his head and looked at the figure moving in the direction of Malfoy's departure.

"Do you want to do it here?" he thought. "Although you don't deliberately want to meet him here, since you do, maybe you can kill him again when he is weak and let things push back -"

Just thinking, Maka shook her head again.

"Forget it. It's no use killing him here once. It's better to take this opportunity to personally experience his character. Well, we have to confirm the impact of making Horcruxes and splitting souls on him."

Thinking of this, Maka took a decisive step.

"Wait." Maka pretended to be frightened. "Who are you! Did you kill the unicorn? What are you going to do?"

The figure had already walked into the woods, but because of Maka's sudden appearance, he turned around again.

The other party didn't seem to want to say anything, but rushed towards him quickly.

"There are many obstacles." Maka's panic suddenly cleared away. With a wave of his wand, he quickly released an obstacle spell.

"All petrified." while the other party was unprepared, the second spell followed.

While the other party was restricted by Maka's raid, Maka suddenly heard a sound of horse hoofs.

"Hmm?" Marca looked surprised. He didn't remember this one. "Petrochemical lifting."

Maka threw a counter curse and released the shackles. The other party immediately rushed into the bushes and disappeared into the depths of the forest. From beginning to end, Maka didn't say a word to him, which obviously blinded his calculation.

Almost as the figure left, a horse man jumped out from behind Maka, ran a few steps in the open space, and looked at the direction the figure left.

"Are you okay?" he looked back and asked Marca.

"I'm fine," Marca sighed, but a trace of gratitude showed on her face. "Thank you."

"You'd better go back to Hagrid. It's not safe in the forest at this time..." the horse man said and added, "my name is Firenze."

"Nice to meet you, Firenze." Marca smiled. "But I have to call Hagrid first. We came in this time to find him."

He raised his wand, and the green light began to gather on the tip of the wand, emitting a dazzling light in the dark.

After a while, Hagrid emerged from the darkness opposite, and there seemed to be a man under his arm. Marca looked carefully. It was Harry. He seemed to be hurt.

"What's the matter with him?" Marca said in surprise.

"He was hit by a figure. I think it should be the man who killed the unicorn." Hagrid gasped. "I startled him away, but I didn't catch him!"

Marca looked at Harry, who was not in good spirits, and her eyes flickered. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"This is because killing a unicorn is extremely cruel," Firenze said, looking at the body of the unicorn on the ground. "Only those who have nothing and want everything will commit such a heinous crime."

He paused and looked at Harry again.

"Is this the porter boy?" he said. "I saw his forehead."

"You, Hello, I am," said Harry, looking weakly at Firenze.

"Stop talking and put him down for me to see." Marca suddenly said, "Harry, where are you hurt?"

Hagrid heard Harry lean against the trunk of a tree. He thought it would at least make him feel better.

"Leg - I feel it hurts. Is it broken?" Harry said, pointing to his left calf.

Marca leaned over and touched his wound a little. Harry snorted with pain and a cold sweat came out.

"It's okay. It's not magic damage. The bones should not be broken."

He took out a bottle of bright green potion, pulled out the cork and handed it to Harry.

"Drink it down and it will be all right soon."

While waiting for the medicine to work, the two horsemen who first met also came here. They whispered to each other about the dead unicorn on the ground, and the conversation came faintly.

"A unicorn hunter may want to continue his life."

"It should be good, but it's obviously too crazy."

"Yes! Unicorn blood can continue life, but it must pay a heavy price. It's crazy to kill a pure, weak and helpless life in order to save yourself, so you get the curse of eternal life..."

"Alas - Mars is so bright tonight."

"Yes, it's very bright..."

Harry leaned on the tree trunk, looked at them, and couldn't help asking loudly, "but who's that outlaw?"