Kulkan was highly intelligent. In Sean's view, he was no less intelligent than most magical creatures—indeed, among magical creatures, he ranked among the very best. Most importantly, Kulkan could understand Sean's words and grasp his intentions. That alone told Sean that Kulkan was no ordinary white snake.
Slithering down from Sean's body, Kulkan held a thumb-sized glass vial in his mouth. All he had to do was find a wound and collect a little Unicorn blood, and tonight's adventure would have been entirely worthwhile.
The process went without incident.
Sean watched Firenze the centaur take Harry away and watched the Forbidden Forest gradually fall silent. He could not help holding his breath. Only when Kulkan returned to his feet and slipped back into Sean's crouching body did he finally let out a small sigh of relief.
Success!
Sean tucked the Unicorn blood Kulkan had brought back into his pocket and rose to leave. But the instant he turned around, the excitement in his veins turned ice-cold. A figure in a pitch-black cloak stood behind him like a ghost, appearing without his notice. Who else could it have been but the two-faced monster Quirrell?
Damn it!
How had he run into this guy?
He had been so careful. Why had he still been discovered?
The two-faced monster Quirrell was possessed by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Although he had not gained He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's power, his magic had improved somewhat under his secret instruction. The current Sean could never confront Quirrell head-on, even without Voldemort's power bolstering him.
Fortunately, Sean had brought the Pure White Pocket Watch with him before entering the Forbidden Forest, precisely to guard against such extreme circumstances.
Of course, it was best not to use the Pure White Pocket Watch if possible. Once its once-every-seven-days Reverse Death Magic effect had been used, Sean