My necromancer career begins at Hogwarts

Chapter 97 Second-Tier Skeletal Unicorn

On the second night of the Easter holiday, Maurice ventured into the Forbidden Forest, something he hadn't done in a long time.

This time, however, he didn't have a specific purpose; he simply wanted to take his pet out for a walk.

Just a few days ago, the skeletal unicorn completed its advancement ceremony and successfully became a second-tier undead creature.

Naturally, they also gained some new abilities.

"Faster...faster...Wuhu~"

Morris sat atop the skeletal unicorn, feeling the scenery rushing past on either side, and was quite satisfied.

The skeletal unicorn's ability is simple yet practical: speed!

With a comfortable seat, it can carry Maurice at an incredibly high speed.

Of course, it's fine not to install a seat cushion, but it will hurt your butt a bit.

Although the skeletal unicorn is just a skeleton, it is very light. The tangled obstacles are like nothing in front of it. Whether it dodges or leaps over them, it is incredibly easy.

It can simply be called a perfect mount!

Stop.

The moment the command was given, the skeletal unicorn smoothly slowed down and finally came to a steady stop.

Morris was even more satisfied with this precise control over speed.

He rolled off, clapped his hands, and looked around.

The surroundings were quiet; it was an area he rarely set foot in.

This is because it is the main habitat of the giant eight-eyed spider.

In the past, Morris was hesitant to venture too far, but now, with the presence of the skeletal unicorn, he was fearless.

Although the giant spider has far more legs than the skeletal unicorn, it is far slower.

Morris gently patted the skeleton unicorn's cold neck bone to signal it to stay alert, then took out the Death Compass.

Since we're already here, we should at least bring some local specialties back with us.

Following the directions, he arrived at an open space by the lake.

After summoning a bone shovel with the Bone Summoning spell and casting an Auto-Digging Charm on it, Maurice walked to a nearby tree and sat down to rest for a while.

The skeletal unicorn stood silently beside him, its empty eye sockets gazing at the lake beside him.

The excavation is progressing rapidly.

Before long, the shovel had dug a large hole.

Morris cast a glowing spell, stood up and looked inside, and found a huge white object.

What is this?

He immediately summoned several more shovels and started working at the same time.

The white object at the bottom of the pit quickly revealed its true form—a huge bone.

After using a levitation spell to bring the bones up, Maurice examined them closely.

This is likely the leg bone of some large animal, about a meter long.

and..

Morris reached out, applied a little force, and easily pried off a small piece of the fragment.

It seems that it has been buried underground for too long and has developed some osteoporosis.

But we can't waste it, as such a large bone is rare.

Morris shrunk it down and put it in his backpack, planning to send it to Frick later so that he could identify what kind of animal it was.

After collecting the bones and filling the hole back in, a rustling sound suddenly came from the previously quiet bushes.

Morris immediately became alert, drew his wand, and the skeletal unicorn also turned slightly.

Logically speaking, with fireworks as a warning in the air, one should receive advance warning if something approaches.

He soon found out the reason.

Emerging from behind the low bushes was a juvenile eight-eyed giant spider, about half the size of Morris's head, even smaller than the one he caught when school started.

Morris blinked and cast a binding spell.

A rope flew from the tip of his wand, precisely binding the little eight-eyed giant spider's legs and body together.

Caught off guard, the little spider let out a hiss and its eight legs futilely flailed through the air.

Just then, the fireworks overhead swooped down and made a few noises.

This means that a large group of adult eight-eyed giant spiders are approaching this area.

Morris immediately understood, and without bothering with the little spider he had just caught, he mounted his horse.

Anyway, the baby eight-eyed spiders weren't of much use to him.

"retreat!"

The skeletal unicorn immediately darted away, disappearing into the night as a blurry, pale afterimage.

During the journey, Morris instructed the skeletal unicorn to push its speed to the limit.

The scenery on both sides of him almost merged into a blurry band of color.

At this moment, Maurice finally understood the mindset of those who raced cars late at night in his previous life.

It was truly exhilarating!

Of course, his skeletal unicorn was much more agile than a car, and he didn't need to control it himself.

Moreover, it is also very safe.

"Brake! Brake!"

"Bang!"

"Ugh—!"

Even though the skeletal unicorn had begun to slow down, it still crashed into a black shadow.

"6

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Morris remained silent for a moment.

Judging from the sound after the impact, it must have been a living creature.

Judging from the screams, it was most likely a person.

Would it have been better for him to choose hit-and-run?

In the end, conscience prevailed.

Morris conjured a bone mask on his face and commanded the skeletal unicorn to approach the figure who had been knocked away and was now lying motionless on the ground.

"Fluorescent lights!"

The moment the light appeared, the man sprang up from the ground and turned to face Maurice.

He was shrouded in a large black robe, and his face was obscured by a black mist, making his features impossible to see.

However, Maurice was able to guess the man's identity.

It's Quirrell.

Quirrell was still somewhat dazed at this point.

He stared blankly at the eerie figure riding a unicorn skeleton and wearing a pale white mask.

Is this... meeting a fellow professional?

To be honest, he had the worst luck today.

Urged by Voldemort to hunt unicorns in the Forbidden Forest, they wandered around for ages but didn't see a single unicorn hair.

They finally spotted a lone unicorn, but before they could even make a move, they were caught red-handed by a group of centaurs that suddenly appeared.

He fled in a disheveled state, barely catching his breath, when he bumped into this thing again.

Quirrell felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

He wanted to curry favor with Voldemort, not risk his life every day fighting dangerous guys!

"This... Your Excellency," Quirrell forced himself to remain calm and asked, "Who are you?"

Morris decided it was best to ignore Quirrell.

So he turned the skeletal unicorn around and prepared to leave.

However, at the very moment he turned around...

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several long arrows pierced the air, accurately striking Maurice and Quirrell.

The arrows were extremely fast and shot at a tricky angle, clearly the work of a highly trained person.

"Bone-Summoning Technique!"

A bone shield materialized in front of Maurice, blocking the two arrows flying towards him.

Quirrell wasn't so lucky.

An arrow grazed his scalp, snatching a piece of fabric from the edge of his headscarf. He screamed in fright and crouched down, clutching his head.

"Useless trash!"

Morris heard that voice coming from Quirrell.