The battles that followed were almost entirely one-sided.
Riding the unicorn, Ye Ting held the advantage in both speed and attack against the mana-depleted Voldemort.
As a result, Voldemort had no choice but to turn into black smoke and be chased all over the place by him.
Suddenly, the sounds of footsteps and hoofbeats came from afar.
Wizards and centaurs had heard the sounds of battle and come rushing over.
Seeing that he no longer had any chance of getting at the unicorn, Voldemort immediately stopped circling around Ye Ting, transformed into black smoke once more, and vanished into the forest.
Ye Ting watched him leave without giving chase. This was not a good opportunity to kill him.
He only needed to wait a few more days—
Riding the unicorn, Ye Ting returned to the lakeside, where he encountered someone he had expected to see.
"Ting Ye!" Hagrid shouted. "What are you doing here? Oh, my God, what are you riding? A unicorn! How did you manage that?"
Beside him, Harry was equally astonished. He could not believe he had run into Ye Ting here—and that Ye Ting was riding a legendary creature, a beautiful unicorn.
Behind him, the two centaurs greeted Ye Ting in turn, their tones full of delight.
"Hello, mighty little colt. You always manage to do things that surprise us. Since you are riding this unicorn, that means the danger has been resolved, doesn't it?"
"Hello, Bane, Ronan." Ye Ting nodded calmly at them. "You are right. A half-dead dark wizard broke into the Forbidden Forest and wanted to prolong his life by drinking unicorn blood. I have driven him away. I doubt he will dare come back."
He did not mention Voldemort's name.
"We truly have you to thank this time." Ronan sighed and praised