My necromancer career begins at Hogwarts

Chapter 86 Death Compass: Unicorn Swarm

Morris named this magical artifact the "Death Compass".

Just as the name suggests, its core function is "pointing to death".

To be precise, it points to places where the aura of death is strong.

According to Morris's prediction, graves, large collections of corpses, places where creatures have recently died, and so on, could all become targets for the Death Compass.

To achieve this function, Morris used the "Death" and "Guidance" runes as the main ones, supplemented by several carefully adjusted auxiliary runes, and finally combined several kinds of magic from this world to complete this exquisite magical device.

As for why he made this compass, it was naturally to obtain more corpses to transform into undead creatures.

After all, even if it were possible to buy a ready-made corpse or skeleton, it would cost a lot of money, not to mention whether it would be legal.

The price-performance ratio is really too low.

So the best option for Morris right now is to go dig up the graves himself... ah, no, I mean collect materials.

There was no other way; it was all for the sake of magical research.

As Morris pondered this, he infused the compass in his hand with magic.

The pointer, which was originally pointing south, trembled for a moment, then began to spin wildly.

However, two minutes passed, and the pointer continued to spin without stopping.

Upon seeing this, Morris seemed to be deep in thought.

It's probably because there aren't any places around that have a particularly strong aura of death.

This makes sense, though, since this is Hogwarts Castle, not some mass grave.

Where might there be a large number of corpses?

The answer is already clear: a forbidden forest.

A large number of magical creatures live there, following the most primitive law of the jungle, where death is a constant occurrence.

Finding the remains of a few wild animals is not difficult.

Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, the sky was overcast, and the air was filled with a damp, cold mist.

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While most of the students were still asleep, Maurice officially prepared to set off for the Forbidden Forest.

With a backpack on his back and his two pets by his side, he took a long detour and sneaked into the Forbidden Forest from the edge of the woodland on the side of the Willow Tree.

As they ventured deeper, the tall trees quickly swallowed up the castle's outline, and the light dimmed.

Returning to this mysterious forest, Maurice couldn't help but feel quite excited.

He instructed Canned Food and Fireworks, "You two keep watch for me in the vicinity. Especially you, Fireworks, if you see any creature approaching from the sky, alert me immediately."

He didn't want to encounter centaurs or similar creatures again.

Fireworks nodded, spread its wings, and flew lightly into the sky, while Canned Food also took steps, cautiously circling the nearby bushes.

After arranging the sentries, Maurice turned his attention back to the compass in his hand.

He infused it with magic.

This time, the compass reacted very differently than it had in the castle.

After spinning a few times, the pointer stabilized and pointed in a specific direction.

Morris held his wand carefully and moved forward.

The forbidden forest in winter carries a chill that seeps into the bones. The rustling sound of footsteps on the decaying leaves and the occasional bird calls from afar only accentuate the surrounding stillness.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, finally, the compass in Morris's hand reacted, its needle gleaming slightly with a cold light.

Just then, his owl flew down from the sky, landed on a low branch next to him, hooted softly, and pointed ahead with its wing.

"You mean, there's a group of animals there that you don't recognize?"

The fireworks nodded.

Morris immediately slowed his pace, using the shadows of the trees to make his way forward, ready to use Shadow Concealment if danger arose.

After passing through the bushes, he came to a relatively wide clearing in the woods, where there were five or six pure white horses in the distance, with graceful and light physiques.

Morris didn't know much about horses, but he believed that even the world's most discerning horse connoisseur would praise it as a fine horse.

Most strikingly, each of these horses has a spiral horn with a pearly sheen on its forehead.

unicorn.

Morris immediately recognized the creature.

He had read about unicorns in many books.

They are extremely rare and powerful magical creatures, and they are especially fond of pure humans or young girls.

Of course, Morris knew perfectly well that although he considered himself a pure person, he was definitely not within the unicorn's sphere of influence.

Sure enough, what happened next confirmed his suspicions.

Upon discovering Maurice, the uninvited guest, the unicorns reacted immediately, turning their heads in unison.

Their light was filled with vigilance, anger, and a deep sorrow.

The vigilance and anger were naturally directed at Maurice, while the sorrow was probably due to the unicorn they were surrounding.

Or rather, the corpse of a unicorn.

The horns of the corpse had become somewhat dull, indicating that it had probably died of old age.

This should be the ultimate goal that the Death Compass is pointing to.

Morris had no time to examine the corpse closely, because the lead unicorn let out a roar, stomped the ground, and transformed into a streak of silver light, charging straight toward him.

The other unicorns followed suit and launched their attack.

Without hesitation, Maurice turned and ran, waving his wand at the same time.

"Obstacles are numerous!"

An invisible barrier unfolded before the unicorn herd.

The barrier shattered instantly, like glass, under the impact of the unicorn horn.

The Obstacle Charm couldn't even slow them down.

Seeing this, Morris dared not hold back any longer. How could his short legs possibly outrun a unicorn?

"Bone-Summoning Technique!"

Accompanied by clear chanting, dozens of bone spurs as thick as forearms appeared out of thin air, hovering in mid-air and gleaming with a cold light.

The next second, a whooshing sound rang out, and the bone spikes transformed into a deathly white rain, shooting out towards the unicorn horde.

However, what happened next was beyond Maurice's expectations.

The unicorns were incredibly fast, weaving through the dense bone spikes.

Morris only caught a glimpse of a few white shadows.

When the bone spike attack ended, not a single unicorn fell; the most seriously injured one only suffered minor scrapes.

Morris gave a helpless twitch of his lips.

This speed... is just too exaggerated.

He had originally thought that the unicorn would be weaker in combat.

In retrospect, his idea was completely wrong.

So, there's only one option left.

slip!

Morris immediately used Shadow Concealment to hide in the shadows, and the fireworks rose into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

The unicorns stopped, looked around, and let out confused cries when they realized that the evil creature had suddenly disappeared from their sight.

Stunned, wasn't he? Morris chuckled from the shadows.

After repeated searches yielded no results, they turned around and left in a group.

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