Morris named this magical item the " Death Compass ".
Just as its name suggests, its core function is "pointing to death".
To be precise, it points to places where the aura of death is strong.
According to Morris's prediction, graves, large collections of corpses, and places where creatures have recently died could all become targets of the Death Compass.
To achieve this function, Morris used the "Death" and "Guidance" runes as the main ones, supplemented by several carefully adjusted auxiliary runes, and finally combined several kinds of magic from this world to complete this exquisite magical device.
As for why he made this compass, it was naturally to obtain more corpses to transform into undead creatures.
After all, even if it were possible to buy a ready-made corpse or skeleton, it would cost a lot of money, not to mention the legality of the process.
The price-performance ratio is simply too low.
Therefore, Morris's best option right now is to personally dig up the graves... oh, no, I mean, gather material.
There was no other way; it was all for magical research.
As Morris pondered this, he infused the compass in his hand with magic.
The pointer, which was originally pointing south, trembled for a moment, then began to spin wildly.
However, two minutes passed, and the pointer continued to spin without stopping.
Seeing this, Morris seemed to be deep in thought.
It's probably because there aren't any places nearby with a particularly strong aura of death.
This makes sense, though, since this is Hogwarts Castle, not some mass grave.
Where might there be a large number of corpses?
The answer is already clear: a Forbidden Forest.
A large number of Magical Creatures live there, following the most primitive law of the jungle, where death is a constant occurrence.
Finding the remains of a few wild animals is not difficult.
Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, the sky was overcast, and the air was filled with a damp, cold mist.
While most of the students were still asleep, Morris officially prepared to set off for the Forbidden Forest.
With a backpack on his back and his two pets by his side, he took a long detour and sneaked into the Forbidden Forest from the edge of the woodland on the side of the Whomping Willow.
As they ventured deeper, the tall trees quickly swallowed up the castle's outline, and the light dimmed.
Returning to this mysterious forest, Morris couldn't help but feel quite excited.
He instructed Guantou and Yanhua, "You two keep watch for me nearby. Especially you, Yanhua, if you see any creature approaching from the sky, warn me immediately."
He really didn't want to encounter Centaur or anything like that again.
Yanhua nodded, spread its wings, and gracefully flew into the sky, Guantou also took steps, cautiously circling the nearby bushes.
After arranging the sentries, Morris turned his attention back to the compass in his hand.
He infused it with magic.
This time, the compass reacted very differently than it had in the castle.
After spinning a few times, the pointer stabilized and pointed in a specific direction.
Morris gripped his wand and cautiously advanced.
The Forbidden Forest in winter carried a chill that seemed to seep into the bone. The rustling sound of footsteps on the decaying leaves and the occasional bird calls from afar only served to accentuate the surrounding stillness.
After walking for nearly ten minutes, finally, the compass in Morris's hand reacted, its needle gleaming faintly.
Just then, his owl flew down from the sky, landed on a low branch beside him, hooted softly, and pointed ahead with its wing.
"You mean, there's a group of animals there that you don't recognize?"
The Yanhua nodded.
Morris immediately slowed his pace, using the shadows of the trees to make his way forward, ready to use his Shadow Concealment if danger arose.
After passing through the bushes, he came to a relatively wide clearing in the woods, where there were five or six pure white horses in the distance, with graceful and light physiques.
Morris didn't know much about horses, but he believed that even the world's most discerning horse connoisseur would praise it as a fine horse.
Most strikingly, each of these horses has a spiraling, pearly horn on its forehead.
Unicorn.
Morris immediately recognized the creature.
He had read about Unicorn in many books.
They are extremely rare and powerful Magical Creatures, and they are especially fond of pure humans or young girls.
Of course, Morris knew perfectly well that although he considered himself a pure person, he was definitely not within the Unicorn's sphere of influence.
Sure enough, what happened next confirmed his suspicions.
Upon discovering Morris, the uninvited guest, the Unicorn reacted immediately, turning their heads in unison.
Their light was filled with vigilance, anger, and a deep sorrow.
The vigilance and anger were naturally directed at Morris, while the sorrow was probably because of the Unicorn they were surrounding.
Or rather, the corpse of Unicorn.
The horns of the corpse had become somewhat dull, indicating that it had probably died of old age.
This should be the ultimate goal that the Death Compass is pointing to.
Morris had no time to examine the corpse closely, for the lead Unicorn let out a roar, stomped the ground, and transformed into a streak of silver light, charging straight toward him.
The other Unicorn followed suit and launched their charge.
Without hesitation, Morris turned and ran, waving his wand at the same time.
" Impedimenta!"
An invisible barrier unfolded before the Unicorn herd.
The barrier shattered instantly, like glass, under the impact of the Unicorn horn.
Even the Impediment Jinx couldn't slow them down.
Seeing this, Morris dared not hold back any longer; how could his short legs possibly outrun Unicorn?
" Bone Summoning Spell!"
Accompanied by clear chanting, dozens of bone spurs, each as thick as a forearm, appeared out of thin air, hovering in mid-air and gleaming with a cold light.
The next second, a whooshing sound rang out, and the bone spikes transformed into a deathly white rain, shooting out towards the Unicorn horde.
However, what happened next was beyond Morris's expectations.
The Unicorn were incredibly fast, weaving through the dense bone spikes.
Morris only caught a glimpse of a few white shadows.
When the wave of bone spikes ended, not a single Unicorn had fallen; the most seriously injured one had only suffered minor scrapes.
Morris gave a helpless twitch of his lips.
This speed... is just too outrageous.
He had originally thought that Unicorn would be weaker in combat.
In retrospect, his idea was completely wrong.
Therefore, there is only one option left.
slip!
Morris immediately used Shadow Concealment to hide in the shadows, and the Yanhua rose into the sky and disappeared on the horizon.
The Unicorn stopped, looked around, and let out confused cries when they realized that the evil creature had suddenly vanished from their sight.
Stunned, wasn't he? Morris chuckled from the shadows.
After searching repeatedly without success, they turned around and left in a group.
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