Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 179 The Expanding Field

Time, 11:30, in the Forbidden Forest.

Ryan floated above everyone's head, and the invisible and intangible magic power turned into stars, continuously gushing out from Ryan.

At this moment, he is like the white hole in the scientific hypothesis, constantly providing matter and energy to the outside world.

The magical properties of the perpetual motion machine, which was thought to be useless, showed its true colors on Ryan today.

At this moment in the Forbidden Forest, all developments, voices, and even thoughts are controlled and guided by Ryan.

The invisible realm, the foreign land represented by the Moon's phantom body, invisibly overlaps with the forbidden forest, but no one has discovered it.

As for the Deathly Hallows, the Old Wand in Dumbledore's hand, it was just a dead object most of the time, and Ryan's intuition told him that it was okay.

Dumbledore, who was hiding behind Harry and the others, raised his eyebrows unconsciously. Grindelwald's almost futuristic thoughts made him a little uneasy.

But Ryan only let his own domain descend, which would not endanger Dumbledore's life. Besides, the Moon's Illusion was a level 7 power after all.

So Dumbledore was just uneasy, but he immediately turned his attention to Hagrid and the others.

And Voldemort, whose soul was broken and who only possessed a stronger immortality, was completely unaware.

He might have more magical power and more destructive power, and even Dumbledore with the Elder Wand was only comparable to him, but his weaknesses were too obvious.

This weakness cannot harm his life among wizards of the same level, and he can be resurrected continuously as long as the injury is not particularly serious.

It can be said that he is invincible.

But for a higher-level wizard, or a wizard who has touched the power of level 7, dealing with him is easier than dealing with a wizard who has just reached level 6.

Ryan is such a wizard. The starlight gathered in Ryan's hands, and a noble horse shining with silver light was born from the light and fell to the ground.

No matter which magical animal expert, no one would believe what they saw. This was not a living unicorn, but a magical creation.

Under Ryan's guidance, Voldemort sensed the noble and pure magic.

Hagrid and others also followed the fake blood trail and moved forward slowly.

Ryan was originally prepared to see how Dumbledore would implement his plan, but after seeing the injured unicorn, Ryan gave up the decision.

The reason is simple: he just doesn't like it.

If he is weak, these unnecessary mercies are weaknesses, things that need to be patiently removed.

But why does he need to be patient now?
Compared to other magical creatures, modern wizards are only slightly more durable. Everything depends on a small wooden stick. Without it, even the wizards of Ouagadou in Africa can only perform what can only be called magical tricks through gestures.

How did such a wizard gain dominance?

At this moment in the Forbidden Forest, Voldemort used Quirrell's body to demonstrate the wizard's true high-end combat skills!

The fake unicorn screamed miserably, and its silvery white blood kept falling like a shooting star, but for unknown reasons, most of it returned to the body.

The unicorn turned into a light that was invisible to the naked eye and kept crashing into the seemingly frail wizard.

There is no clairvoyance spell, which can only enhance perception. Even if you can see the unicorn's movement trajectory clearly, your physical body is far from being able to react.

Without using shield spells like the Iron Armor Charm, even Flitwick, who was good at protecting himself with super strong armor, could not hold out for long in the face of such high-frequency attacks. Voldemort did not even use his own dark magic. He could not directly destroy the unicorn's body or pollute its blood. He needed to absorb the unicorn's pure vitality, transfer the curse to Quirrell, and destructively enhance this temporary body.

He just kept reciting the strange spell to keep the unicorn's blood from flowing out. It was crude and cruel! He was like a chef, pickling and preparing dishes.

Among magical creatures, there are many with powerful magic, and unicorns are the best among them.

But all magical creatures, excluding the Phoenix, have too single magic power and are too easy to target.

Although the magic power of the Phoenix is ​​single, it is single to the extreme, even beyond!
The wizard's magic power is the universal key. No matter how strong the lock is, a skilled wizard can transform it into the corresponding key to unlock it or destroy it!
From Ryan's perspective, the unicorn's light-transformed body seemed to sink into a quagmire and turn into its original form every time it was about to touch Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort. Then the wound on its neck cracked again.

And Qi Luo, like a ball in the water, was swaying with the "current". No matter how hard the hands under the water fiddled with it, they could not touch it from the side.

The Knight Bus uses this principle to automatically avoid obstacles around it.

For magical creatures with a single magical property, as long as the wizard's attainments are sufficient, they can be dealt with in this way.

The Ministry of Magic's classification of the danger levels of magical creatures somehow conforms to this rule: the higher the danger level of the magical creature, the more difficult it is to deal with through such means.

Only wizards of Voldemort's level can deal with creatures like thunderbirds, unicorns, and dragons through such means.

However, a three-headed dog with three heads and mixed magical powers cannot be dealt with in this way.

This is also why Voldemort could only find a way to quickly pass the three-headed dog through Hagrid.

Five minutes passed and the unicorn was still roaring, but it was no longer able to transform into light.

In the end, it also raised its head high and used the sharp horns on its head to charge at Voldemort.

At this time, Quirrell's body, controlled by Voldemort, seemed to have reached its limit and remained motionless. A light of hope shone in the unicorn's eyes.

However, as the spell that was used to return the blood sounded in Quirrell's body, it suddenly stopped - the unicorn fell down, veins bulged all over its body, and silver-white blood gushed into Quirrell's mouth like a fountain, who was standing still on the spot and had already opened his mouth wide.

On the other side, Harry and his friends walked for nearly half an hour, going deeper and deeper into the forest. Later, the trees became extremely dense and the path was almost impassable.

The blood was thickening on the ground. A tree root was spattered with blood, as if the poor animal had been writhing in agony nearby. Through the tangled branches of an ancient oak tree, a clearing could be seen ahead.

"Look--" Hagrid whispered, raising his arms to stop Harry and the other two.

Something white was glittering on the ground.

Hagrid motioned to Harry and the other two to stay where they were, and he inched closer to it.

That's a unicorn, and it's dead!
They had never seen such a beautiful and tragic scene.

Its long legs were stretched out unnaturally in the same position in which it had fallen, and its mane was white as pearls spread across the dark fallen leaves.

But looking at its body, its beautiful body is a little dry, and most of its blood has been absorbed!
As Hagrid took a step toward it, he saw it!

The murderer is still there!

In their blind spot, a hooded figure was lying on the ground like a wild beast, aiming at the wound on the side of the almost dried corpse and sucking its blood.

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