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Making a move against unicorns in the Forbidden Forest was an extremely dangerous thing.

Unicorns were magical creatures with considerable magical abilities. If they got serious, a single unicorn could thrash Jon several times over.

So Jon could only resort to some less honorable methods.

Snape's Severing Charm was actually very useful. With enough control, he could silently cut a few hairs from a unicorn.

Unfortunately, Jon had not learned that spell yet. Its destructive power was too great, and he had never thought he would need it before, so he had not studied it seriously at all.

But it had to be said that Snape truly was a genius.

Unicorns themselves were immune to most curses and damaging spells. Otherwise, Jon would not have gone to the trouble of adding hallucinogenic herbal juice to the tubers—he did not expect to knock out the unicorn this time. He only needed it to lose consciousness for a short while.

After practicing for several nights in a row, he could now trim hair quickly and painlessly.

"Impediment Jinx."

With a little knife in one hand and his wand in the other, Jon crept toward the unicorn that had been tripped up by the Impediment Jinx and was clearly moving a little slower than the others—ahead of it were the two unicorns Jon had lured away a few days ago, now looking around for something.

But Jon had prepared for this long ago. He lightly tapped his wand, and the tuber he had placed not far away fell from a tree into the snow.

Jon had split one tuber into two halves and placed them there. The two younger unicorns ran over at the sound, while the unicorn Jon had targeted stopped and quietly waited for the two little ones to return.

No wonder he had been able to lure unicorns away every day. There had been an adult unicorn watching over them from behind, so they had nothing to fear.

If Hagrid had not discovered the unicorns sleeping on the ground during his nighttime patrols, there would have been almost nothing wrong with Jon's plan.

The unicorns would only sleep for a short while after eating the tubers. Jon would take the hair and leave, and they would wake up shortly afterward and return on their own.

The reason Hagrid had discovered them was that Jon had realized he had lured out the same unicorn as the day before. So he had not taken any hair, and when he left, he had made some noise. Hagrid had followed the sound and found the unicorn lying on the ground.

The poor gamekeeper had thought some dark wizard had sneaked into Hogwarts, so he started coming out early every night to patrol, forcing Jon to change locations several times.

Of course, if the unicorns he had taken hair from had not all been marked with the pale blue dye he had left behind, Jon would not have realized he was luring out the same unicorn.

Jon narrowed his eyes as he watched the two unicorns run off. The tuber in his hand dropped beside the unicorn that had remained behind the next moment.

According to Helga, unicorns had almost no resistance to such delicious tubers. Scent alone had failed before, but surely using the real thing would not go wrong now.

Everything went smoothly. The unicorn Jon had been watching finally failed to resist the lure of food. It lowered its head, picked up the tuber from the snow, and swallowed it.

Before long, the unicorn began to sway.

Jon knew the strength of the medicine well. For a unicorn that was clearly much older, dizziness was probably the limit.

He hurriedly cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself and swiftly approached the unicorn.

"Gentle Breeze Charm."

A small gust blew from the tip of his wand, lifting the unicorn's tail hair. Jon's knife flashed down, cutting off three hairs from the center of its tail.

The hair on its head was a little troublesome. Jon carefully held two strands, afraid that one careless movement would hurt the unicorn.

He did not even know whether his Disillusionment Charm could fool a unicorn that had awakened.

Perhaps the unicorn hair in his wand played some unknown role. The unicorn before him did not wake before Jon had finished collecting the hair. After Jon wrapped it up and put it into his ring, the unicorn even sank to its knees.

"Did I use too much?"

Jon bent down, intending to take another strand as a spare, when he heard heavy breathing behind him.

Mr. Unicorn was furious.

Today, he had thought his wife and two children were merely playing behind him as usual. But after sending out two Magical fluctuations in a row and receiving no response from his wife, he had left their settlement to see whether something had happened.

Just as he feared!

That damned, hunched-over wizard had used some vile method to knock his wife unconscious in the woods. Now, that damned wizard was holding a knife and bending over his wife's head.

Mr. Unicorn snorted out two streams of air and began gathering strength.

He would ram that damned wizard into a sieve today!

Jon did not know that, in the eyes of the unicorn behind him, his Disillusionment Charm looked like a hazy ring of magic. Nor did he know that his lack of height had made the unicorn mistake him for a hunched-over wizard. But he could feel the hostility coming from behind him.

Listen to me! This is a misunderstanding!

Clearly, he had no chance to shout those words. Mr. Unicorn was fast, and if not for his concern for his wife, he would have been even faster.

"Petrificus Totalus! Protego! Impediment Jinx!"

The first spell accomplished nothing. The unicorn directly ignored Jon's Petrification Charm.

The Shield Charm and Impediment Jinx did slow it down slightly, giving Jon time to react.

He ducked low, avoiding the unicorn's most lethal horn. Then its head sent him flying, and he plunged into the snow as his Disillusionment Charm was forcibly dispelled.

If Jon had not been dressed thickly enough, and if the snow had not been soft enough, he would probably have broken a couple of ribs from that blow.

He rolled through the snow, folded the little knife and stuffed it back into his ring, then cast another Disillusionment Charm on himself and sprinted madly toward the edge of the forest.

Everything happened in an instant. Fortunately, Jon was lucky. Hagrid, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion, stopped the unicorn that wanted to pursue him and allowed him to safely run back to the castle.

He could not return to his dormitory now. Enduring the dull pain in his arm, Jon ran to the Seventh Floor.

He opened the study with the password, ran inside, and leaned against the wall.

"Give me a place where I can treat my injuries!"

He said between gasps.

The next moment, the study changed. A small table holding gauze and painkilling potions extended out from the wall.