Harry Potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts
Chapter 79

Magical Animagus

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"Cassandra?"

Harry paused for a moment when he heard the name.

He shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "No, I've read her letter. She should have already..."

"Hmm." The Unicorn hummed in response, then shook its head and said, "No, that shouldn't be the case... So, besides Cassandra, is there anyone else you'd like to ask?"

As it spoke, it picked up Harry's robe with its mouth and tugged at it from side to side, shaking it back and forth.

"Hello! Hello!"

Harry had a sudden flash of inspiration.

I knew it! This Unicorn Lady just seemed so approachable!

I knew it! That's why this Unicorn Lady knows so much!

The familiar gestures and tone of voice immediately reminded him of an old friend.

Pabbie Sweeting Hufflepuff!

He covered his mouth in shock, pointing a trembling finger at the Unicorn, and asked incredulously, "You, you're Pabbie?"

"You only just realized that now!"

Unicorn, in her Unicorn form, Pabbie her horn and nuzzled against Harry's chest, seemingly venting her frustration at not being recognized by her old friend.

"But, but how did you become like this?" Harry still couldn't believe it.

Pabbie is clearly human, so how did he turn into Unicorn?

"Animagus," Pabbie said, "This is the price of becoming Magical Animagus... Ha, but it's good this way, I can get up close to these Magical Creatures and play with them to my heart's content... It's fun, isn't it?"

"Is... is that so?" Harry didn't quite understand this line of thought. Pabbie was just like that back then. He loved Magical Creatures and even rescued a dragon captured by poachers with him and Veratia.

The Greenhouse where the Room of Requirement housed Magical Creatures was built at Pabbie's suggestion.

"Of course!" Pabbie again dangled Harry's robe in his mouth, shaking it back and forth. "Harry, Harry!"

Just like that little girl who used to tug at his robe and swing it around.

"But your injury should be alright, right?" Harry looked at Pabbie's wound with some hesitation. "It's still bleeding. How about... I go find Headmaster Dumbledore. He's the greatest White Wizard of this era. He can definitely remove the curse on your wound... Or Professor Snape would also be fine. He's a very powerful Potions Master. The Blood Replenishing Potion you just took was made by him."

"He certainly seems much more professional than Professor Sharpe, doesn't he?" Pabbie smiled at Harry, then leaned closer and asked mysteriously, "Seriously, are there any Weasley in your school year? If I remember correctly, the Potions professor always seems to have a problem with anyone with the Weasley name..."

"Yes, there are five brothers in their family, all in Gryffindor," Harry commented. "Professor Snape's relationship with them, if not exactly harmonious, could certainly be described as irreconcilable..."

"Haha..." Pabbie chuckled, then said to Harry, "Going back to Hogwarts is out of the question. I don't want anyone to find out my little secret—you know, Magical Animagus are always very rare, especially Unicorn Magical Animagus."

"What about your curse?" Harry asked, scratching his head.

"That's where we need you." Pabbie nuzzled Harry's face with his head. "You're the inheritor of Ancient Magic —maybe you can help me when you're able to use Ancient Magic again..."

"Okay." Harry nodded emphatically. "Trust me, Pabbie, I'll be able to help you very soon—"

"Oh, okay." Pabbie tugged at Harry's robes and shook them.

"Yes, every night I'll come to the edge of the Forbidden Forest with Blood Replenishing Potion to find you," Harry said to Pabbie. "It's not a good thing if a wound doesn't heal."

"I'll listen to you," Pabbie said.

She suddenly looked up at Harry and said, "Watch out, someone's coming!"

Harry quickly drew his wand and drew an R shape in the air.

"Revelio (The Revealing Charm)!"

With his Revealing Charm vision, he saw a tall, blue figure walking towards him from the direction of the bushes ahead.

This Charms was also developed by him and Veratia together. It allows one to see the traces of creatures within the Charms's range—blue represents friendliness, while red represents hostility.

"It's Hagrid." He put away his wand. "My friend."

"Oh," Pabbie said.

Sure enough, a rustling sound came from the bushes, and Hagrid emerged from within.

"Harry!" Hagrid put down his crossbow, stepped forward, and patted his chest. "Oh, thank goodness, you're alright—oh, Miss Pabbie, good evening...you're injured?"

"Good evening, Hagrid." Pabbie's voice became ethereal again. She gave Harry a meaningful look, then said to Hagrid, "Thanks to this little boy, I was spared from being killed by Dark Wizard."

"A Dark Wizard?" Hagrid raised his stone bow again, looking around warily.

"He's already run away, Hagrid." Harry tugged at Hagrid's arm. "I chased him away."

"Really?" Hagrid glanced at Harry and said with a chuckle, "I knew I wasn't wrong. You're as brave as your mom and dad, Harry —for a young wizard your age, it's already quite impressive to have the courage to face Dark Wizard, let alone defeat him..."

Pabbie didn't speak, but a hint of suppressed amusement flashed in his eyes.

Hagrid, Hagrid, do you know how many Dark Wizard have died at the hands of this "little Harry" in front of you?

"Also, is Miss Pabbie's wound alright?" Hagrid asked again. "Perhaps we could take her to Madam Pomfrey's Hospital Wing."

"No need, Hagrid, thank you for your kindness," Pabbie said softly. "It's getting late, I should go back— Harry, don't forget our promise."

"Okay, Miss Pabbie," Harry nodded.

Pabbie shook his head, pressed his face against Harry's, and turned to leave.

"Oh my god..." Hagrid wiped away his tears, somewhat moved, and said, "I thought Unicorn only gravitated towards the purest-hearted girls, I never imagined they would also be close to boys..."

"Because my heart is quite pure, Hagrid." Harry patted Hagrid's arm. "Just like you, otherwise you wouldn't have become friends with Miss Pabbie, would you?"

"Oh, Harry..."

Hagrid reached out and ruffled Harry's messy hair, giving him a warm smile.

This child...

His words are always so soothing, making people feel warm inside.

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