Hogwarts: Starting with full Unforgivable Curses

Chapter 299 Aureel and the Unicorn

"This commotion"

Just as Dylan was about to go to sleep, he suddenly heard a very faint but unusual sound, like the cry of some kind of creature, with a sharp, metallic quality.

The next second, his figure blurred for a moment, like an elongated shadow, and silently disappeared into the shadows of the corner.

It was as if I had passed through a thin layer of water vapor and gone straight through the cold stone wall.

He hovered half a foot off the ground, maintaining an almost gliding posture, the hem of his black robe gently brushing against the withered grass on the ground with each movement.

It drifted towards the Forbidden Forest almost without making a sound.

Outside the forbidden forest, the branches of the trees intertwine.

The moonlight was cut into tiny spots by the dense foliage, falling on the ground covered with decaying leaves.

As Dylan approached the edge, his gaze was drawn to a slender figure.

Luna was standing under an old oak tree, her cloak swaying gently in the night breeze.

She tilted her head slightly, seemingly gazing intently at something at the top of the tree, so focused that she didn't even notice him approaching.

"Oh?" Dylan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised to run into her here.

He stopped, emerging from the shadows, and snapped a thin twig under his foot with a soft "crack".

"Hey, good evening."

When he spoke, did he deliberately lower his voice?

Hearing the sound, Luna turned around gently.

She blinked her silver-gray eyes, which always seemed a little dazed, and looked at Dylan with obvious surprise in her eyes, the corners of her eyes slightly upturned.

"You came so quietly, without even a sound."

Dylan's lips curved into a faint smile: "Why are you at the edge of the Forbidden Forest again at this hour? I remember Professor McGonagall warned everyone last night not to come near here at night."

Luna stared at him intently, her face expressionless, but her tone carried a sense of matter-of-fact composure.

"Didn't you come too?"

Dylan shrugged helplessly, his shoulder causing his black robe to slip down a little, revealing the collar of his dark shirt underneath.

He turned his head and gazed into the depths of the forbidden forest.

The darkness there was as thick as ink, so thick that even moonlight could hardly penetrate it.

He could vaguely sense a familiar aura fluctuating within him.

"You noticed it too?"

Luna noticed where his gaze was falling and lowered her voice even further, as if afraid of disturbing something in the woods.

Her gaze swept over Dylan's profile, a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Dylan nodded, his gaze fixed on the sound, and said with certainty, "Yes, I heard a chirping sound just now. It sounded familiar, so I followed the sound here."

Luna tilted her head, and strands of silver-gray hair slipped down from behind her ears, falling beside her cheeks.

She blinked, then her eyes dimmed slightly: "A familiar cry? Then it seems this isn't what I'm looking for."

She paused, then added, "I'm looking for traces of the Curved-Horned Snoring Beasts, which are said to appear around the edge of the Forbidden Forest around the full moon."

Dylan paused for a moment before realizing what she meant, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

"...Uh, although it's not what you're looking for, I think you'll also see a new species, a creature you've definitely never seen before."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the side and made a "please" gesture.

But then they took the lead and walked in the direction from which the aura was coming.

Seeing this, Luna didn't ask any more questions. She lifted the hem of her cloak and followed him with light steps.

The deeper you go into the forbidden forest, the dimmer the light becomes.

The branches overhead intertwined more and more densely, almost completely obscuring the sky.

Only a few scattered rays of moonlight stubbornly squeezed in, barely enough to make out the path beneath one's feet. The air was filled with the smell of damp earth and decaying leaves, mixed with a faint, minty, herbal fragrance.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the soft rustling of their footsteps on the thick layer of decaying leaves.

Occasionally, one could hear the low howls of unknown wild beasts in the distance, which would quickly fade into silence.

After walking a little further, we passed through a thicket of thorns.

With the help of the sparse moonlight filtering through the trees, the two figures gradually became clear.

A streak of white.

And another one.

"Huh?" Luna looked over.

On the right, a snow-white figure stood quietly—it was a unicorn.

It was smaller than an adult unicorn, with silvery-white mane that shimmered softly in the shadows, and its tail hanging gently at its side, occasionally flicking to shoo away flying insects that approached its hooves.

The most striking feature is the spiral silver horn on its forehead, about half a foot long, the tip of which gleams coldly in the dim light, like metal quenched by moonlight.

A few steps away from the unicorn stood Aureille.

He leaned slightly against the trunk of a thick beech tree, his bow and arrows resting diagonally in the crook of his arm.

The arrow fletched low, its tip almost touching his horse's leg covered in dark brown mane.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up, his pupils brightening in the darkness.

First it landed on Dylan, then it swept over Luna behind him.

"Is that Aureel?" Luna took a half step forward, shifting her gaze from the centaur to the snow-white unicorn, her eyes widening slightly.

Her gaze lingered on the unicorn's shimmering silver horn for a long time.

The light from the corner of his eye was reflected in his silver-gray eyes.

It was so bright that she really wanted to break it off and hang it on her ear.

Well.
It might be a bit too big; it needs to be properly polished.

Or you could wear it on your head as a hat.

Dylan was unaware of Luna's thoughts and simply led her forward.

Upon seeing Dylan, Aurelia looked at the unicorn beside her with some surprise.

"You can really get him to come over?"

Dylan stopped and stood a few steps away from him, squinting as he stared at him.

This guy dared to stand him up last time, and he was originally thinking about whether to wait until summer vacation.

Or I can take some time when I come back for the next school term.

They should just go and kidnap the entire centaur race.

Unexpectedly, this guy reappeared, and even brought the unicorn with him.

Luna stared at the unicorn, and the unicorn noticed Luna and stared back at her.

Both seemed to sense the spirituality emanating from the other.

When Dylan saw the unicorn after so long, he didn't greet him immediately. Instead, he gazed at Luna affectionately. Dylan's lips twitched.

But he ignored him and instead looked at Aurel, asking, "What, aren't you going to explain?"

Aurel's lips twitched. This human still speaks so rudely!
Just hearing a couple of lines makes you want to grab a bow and arrow and shoot him right through!
Aurel took a deep breath.

"There's not much to say..."

"Ok?"

Dylan raised his eyebrows.

Orleans immediately felt a strong sense of oppression, something like murderous intent or something else, rushing towards him.

Aurel stiffened, straightened up, and took a few steps toward Dylan.

"I'm sorry! My uncles wouldn't let me out back then, and they wouldn't allow me to tell you where we were gathering. Last time I told them about it, they almost locked me up in the basement every single time!"

Upon hearing this, Dylan's expression softened slightly.

Basements are a rare type of building among centaurs.

If you change the name, you can simply call it a dungeon.

Because centaurs always love freedom and independence, they observe the celestial phenomena at night. Centaurs imprisoned in dungeons, naturally, can no longer see the celestial phenomena.

Therefore, for centaurs, this was a rather humiliating, yet also practical, punishment.

Since Aurel said so.

Dylan, of course, wouldn't take it too seriously.

He didn't have any particular feelings about it.

Even though she was stood up, she wasn't angry.

What's there to be angry about?
At worst, he could just slaughter the entire centaur race... no, he could invite them all into his world as guests.

They have absolutely no sense of anger.

No need.

"And then? This guy..."

Dylan's gaze then shifted to the unicorn beside him.

Aurel glanced at the unicorn as well: "I knew you guys should be out of school soon, so I took him out when they weren't looking."

“Recently, the people who originally came to hunt them have basically disappeared, so my uncle plans to release him back into the forbidden forest and will not keep such strict watch on him.”

Dylan thought for a moment, then nodded gently: "I see."

Aurel continued, "And this guy told me he could call you over, and I didn't expect that just one call would actually bring you here."

Dylan smiled. "Because I'm very familiar with his shouts."

Aurel was still puzzled: "But the problem is that his cries are very soft. I'm also afraid that he will attract the people who were chasing him before. So it seems that they have all withdrawn now, but who knows if there are still some strange guys hiding in the Forbidden Forest?"

Dylan simply smiled and remained silent.

Seeing that he had no intention of explaining himself, Aurel curled her lip.

cut!
Actually, he didn't really care much about getting an answer.

Then Aurel glared at the unicorn again.

He just asked this guy, but the guy won't give him an explanation!

He would pull his mouth out in a weird, crooked expression and tell him that Dylan would definitely come.

What exactly are this man and beast hiding here?
Just thinking about the unicorn's expression back then sent a shiver down Aurelia's spine.

Damn it!
What's wrong with you, a unicorn, making that crooked mouth?

This expression makes the unicorn look anything but innocent; instead, it makes it look quite evil.

He even suspected that the group that originally hunted the unicorn might have captured him and even carried out some kind of evil modification, turning the unicorn into some strange thing that resembled a unicorn instead of a unicorn.

However, he could only think about it.

Dylan asked, "So, do you still need to take this little guy back to your tribe?"

Aurel nodded: "My uncle said that if nothing happens in another month or two, then we can let him go, since his tribe should still be waiting for him."

Dylan was a little curious this time: "So, who exactly is he being hunted down, and where is his tribe? Why doesn't he go to his tribe, but instead comes to you centaurs for protection?"

Aurel sighed: "I don't know about this either. He won't tell me, and he won't tell me no matter what I say."

He gets angry when he thinks about this.

Damn it!
There was something going on, but no one told him what was going on!
The reason why his uncles were attracted to Dylan with just a soft call from the unicorn is also because of this!
What would happen if I explained it to him clearly?
Why do you have to be a riddle teller?!

no no no...

He'll go back and check the stars again later.

Let the stars tell him the answer.

Dylan curled his lip: "So you've been staying at home for so long and still haven't figured out anything?"

Aurel’s face stiffened.

He was completely unable to refute Dylan's somewhat sarcastic remarks.

Because that's just the way it is...

Faced with the facts, any explanation is futile.

However, after thinking for a moment, Aurel stubbornly said, "It's not like I know nothing! I've heard a bit about it!"

Dylan tilted his head: "Oh? Tell me about it."

Aurel immediately started spilling everything he knew, like a child trying to prove himself.

"Those who hunt unicorns must be some secret organization. I'm not sure who they are, but they're probably a group of dark wizards. I once overheard them talking when I happened to pass by my uncle's house."

"I didn't hear the name of that organization, but they seem to be worshipping a demon king."

"Moreover, this organization has done a lot of bad things, but they are not particularly bad. They seem to be constantly grabbing things that can be exchanged for Gallon, and the unicorn is obviously one of them."

"As for the rest... I'm not too sure."

Dylan tilted his head to the side upon hearing this.

No?

The Demon King is actually myself?
Judging from Aurel's description, it seems like... the ones who want to capture the unicorn are Delphine and her group?
He smacked his lips.

Dylan planned to find O'Reilly's uncles and ask them what was going on next time he had the chance.

It saves me from having to guess all the time, which is a real hassle.

Of course, if his uncles are unwilling to cooperate with him or dislike him, he doesn't even need to waste any more words; he can simply ask them all to leave.

Dylan nodded: "So... that's all you know?"

Aurel said sternly, "Isn't that enough? I was just eavesdropping... I overheard things by accident, and I know the gist of it, isn't that enough?"

Dylan waved his hand: "Okay, okay."

Then he said, "Alright, you can go back now. I want to spend more time with the unicorn."

Aurel stared wide-eyed: "Huh? You, are you... intimate with him?"

Dylan rolled his eyes: "Stop using 'he' and 'him' all the time. What if it's her? That's really impolite."

(End of this chapter)