Unicorns were powerful magical creatures.
They possessed remarkable abilities, though they generally did not like to attack first.
But they could hardly be called docile, either.
If a man approached them rashly, there was no telling what measures they might take.
Given Voldemort's current condition, along with Professor Quirrell, they would still need some tricks to deal with a unicorn.
"There's movement over there. Let's go take a look. Fang, lead the way."
Xu Yue called to Harry and Malfoy, taking the initiative to leave the forest path and head in one direction.
At the same time, he drew his wand.
The aura over there was somewhat chaotic. At this point, there was no way they could be wrong.
Soon, a pleasant yet mournful cry reached their ears.
It sounded somewhat like a horse, but was clear and ethereal.
"It's a unicorn!"
With the sound guiding him, Xu Yue quickly picked up his pace. With a flick of his wand, a beam of light shattered all the trees in front of him, sending splinters flying.
"Diffindo!"
After forcibly clearing a path, Xu Yue saw a unicorn lying in a pool of blood, along with a figure fleeing in panic.
"He ran?"
Even Xu Yue froze slightly. Voldemort needed unicorn blood to prolong his life. He had not even struggled before turning and running?
This was not how the script was supposed to go. Xu Yue had been planning to earn some more points off him while he was at it. What bad luck.
Harry and Malfoy, who had followed close behind, seemed to hear Xu Yue muttering to himself and rolled their eyes in unison.
Holy crap!
I'd run too!
They instinctively looked back and saw that a stretch of dense forest behind them had been forcibly pierced through, forming