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"I think we've convinced Malfoy, Harry?"

"I think so, Ron."

Harry said that although Malfoy never gave a clear answer until the very end, his keen intuition convinced him that they had done a good job of the task Professor Delfino had given them.

As night deepens, the chilly atmosphere in the castle's underground passages can easily make one forget the season and mistakenly believe that winter has arrived.

However, the two little boys who had completed their mission did not feel cold at all.

On the contrary, after overcoming the initial trepidation and unease, the soaring sense of mission in their hearts was like a blazing flame, burning them with intense heat!

Harry had forgotten what the consequences of his plan might be. He and Ron ran wildly through the underground corridors, feeling their blood boiling!

Life is such a wonderful thing that it's unbelievable.

Two months ago, he lived in fear under the oppression of the Dursleys and could never have imagined that his true identity was that of a rather famous young wizard, and that he would be carrying out a rebellious activity in the magic school under the leadership of a professor.

Ron seemed to have forgotten the risk of being torn to pieces by his own mother, and he and Harry were excitedly discussing whether Petit and Neville could win over supporters from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and whether Professor Delfino could persuade his colleagues.

"I assume you've accomplished your mission successfully?"

Harry and Ron entered the Great Hall only to find that Professor Delphinor was already waiting for them in the foyer.

This handsome, young man, who looked more like a senior student than a professor, stood under a blazing torch, smiling at them.

"We've repeated the script you instructed us to use—"

Harry said, trying his best to suppress his excitement.

If his previous awe of Professor Delfino stemmed primarily from witnessing him stop the train, now his feelings for the professor are mixed with some more subtle emotions.

"Well done—"

Ares nodded approvingly at them.

It was already past eight o'clock, and the ancient castle was filled with more ghostly figures than human figures, not to mention the school grounds that were plunged into an abyss.

Apart from the flickering light of Hagrid's cabin in the far distance, the area was pitch black with a gentle breeze, and the only sound in the darkness was the rhythmic lapping of the lake against the shore.

However, the two little boys were not afraid at all.

Because they were following a very powerful, adventurous, and rebellious professor.

"Although Hagrid is not a professor, his status within Hogwarts is very special."

Ares said to Harry and Ron

"Apart from Dumbledore, only the ghosts have stayed at this school longer than Hagrid."

Moreover, Hagrid has always been loyal to Professor Dumbledore, so Professor Dumbledore trusts him implicitly... His support is crucial to us.

"If Hagrid trusts Professor Dumbledore so much, do we still have a chance to persuade him, Professor?"

Ron looked up at his freckled face, his excitement tinged with anticipation.

"Oh, I probably can't manage on my own—"

Ares said with a smile

"But Harry, for your sake, we might have a chance to win him over."

Harry nodded smugly, but a hint of smugness still crept onto his lips.

In front of Hagrid's hut was a large farmland that he had cleared for himself. In the farmland, pumpkin vines as thick as a wrist had already borne fruits, the smallest of which were as big as Harry's upper body. The fruits were a mix of green and red, and it looked like a bountiful harvest would be coming soon.

As soon as they stepped into the pumpkin patch, Hagrid's big dog started barking wildly—

"Don't bark, you silly dog, you'll scare it... Oh, what? Someone's coming?"

Higher up, Hagrid stood up, revealing his awe-inspiring physique, and gazed down.

"Let me see... Oh, you are—ah, Professor Delfino!"

Hagrid blinked his bright little black eyes, a look of surprise on his face.

"How come you're here... Oh, Harry and Ron, you two are here too, at this hour?!"

"Hagrid, we've come here—"

Harry greeted Hagrid excitedly, but before he could finish speaking, Hagrid shouted...

"Stand still—I have a patient here...it won't like you!"

"What?"

The clamor of the wind made it difficult for Harry to hear clearly, but he continued leading the way—

Whoosh!

With a sudden whoosh of wind, Harry saw a silver figure rise from beneath Hagrid's massive frame and dart toward the Forbidden Forest like a fleeting gust of wind!

That thing was as fast as an arrow released from a bow... But Professor Delfino was even faster!

One second he was behind Harry and in front of Ron, but the next second, a series of afterimages of Ares flashed by and froze in the dark space!

hiss-

Harry and Ron stopped in their tracks, gasping for breath as they looked toward the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Just as he had stopped the runaway train, Professor Delfino appeared before the silver contraption, his face gentle, one hand resting on its head.

"Don't hurt it, Professor Delfino! — You two and Tooth, stay here and don't move!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Hagrid finally came to his senses. He roared, abandoned Harry and Ron who had run up to him, and strode toward the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Only then did the two boys realize what the silver thing was.

It was a horse—with a single horn on its head, a thick, white-gold mane, and a coat that was also white-gold, though mixed with a touch of pale pink.

"I know what this is!"

Harry heard Ron beside him gasp.

"That's a unicorn!"

unicorn?!

Harry had heard of this creature in some Muggle stories, but he never imagined that there were actually unicorns in the wizarding world—and that they were so beautiful!

His emerald eyes didn't blink for a moment as he stared at the unicorn that seemed to be thoroughly enjoying Professor Delfino's caresses!

"What's wrong with this little guy, Hagrid?"

Ares gently stroked the unicorn's trunk, turning his head to stare at its right foreleg. There was a penetrating wound there, from which blood, seemingly oily but bright silver in color, still trickled out.

"Looking at its wound, it looks like an arrow wound?"

"This unfortunate little guy got accidentally injured—"

Hagrid sighed.

"The centaurs and spiders in the Forbidden Forest are fighting tooth and nail over territory, and it's really giving me a headache... Oops, wait a minute!"

Hagrid suddenly snapped out of his daze, his beetle-like eyes widening to their maximum size... his stubble-covered face bearing an expression of disbelief!

He glared at Ares, whose cheek was being affectionately licked by the unicorn.

"How did you do that, Professor Delphinor... Apart from me, these creatures never want to get close to any adult male wizard, not even Professor Dumbledore... My God—"

Suddenly remembering something, Hagrid looked down at Ares's lower body.

"Could it be that you are a woman..."