Not bothering to pay attention to the bewildered faces of the two poor students, Wentworth pulled out his wand from his arms and said to Draco and Harry beside him: "I advise you to hold on to your wands!"
Hearing Wentworth's warning, the two men hurriedly grasped their wands tightly in their hands.
Then, the three of them followed the unicorn blood dripping on the ground and walked deeper into the forbidden forest.
Soon, after walking a short distance, they heard a strange noise in front of them. The three of them looked at each other and quickly and quietly moved forward.
Finally, a cloaked figure appeared in the sight of the three people.
I saw that figure lying on the ground, and a snow-white unicorn like an elf was being pressed under the figure, and it was already on its last breath.
But the figure seemed to be unaware of it. At this moment, he was sucking something greedily, and a hissing sound kept coming out of his mouth.
Seeing this, Draco quickly and quietly asked Wentworth: "That person is drinking unicorn blood? What should we do now?"
At this moment, Wentworth seemed to be searching around absentmindedly, as if he was looking for something.
Hearing Draco's question, Wentworth subconsciously said: "Now we just wait for the horse... No, Draco, why are you speaking so quietly? Shouldn't you scream?!"
At this moment Wentworth immediately came to his senses. According to the original plot and Draco's courage, he should have shouted loudly to attract the attention of the mysterious man, and then run away as if he had accomplished his mission, leaving Harry Potter alone there.
Then, the centaur Firenze descended from the sky and played the role of the savior's savior.
However, Wentworth looked Draco up and down at this time, and saw that Draco had no intention of screaming in fear. Instead, his eyes were full of excitement, and Wentworth even saw a hint of eagerness to try.
At this moment, Wentworth was a little disheveled by the night wind in the Forbidden Forest.
There's something wrong with you, Draco. You're not the kind of courageous person you are! Did you get the wrong script?
But at this moment, Draco was unaware of the roar in Wentworth's heart. Seeing Wentworth looking at him, Draco deliberately straightened his chest, then pointed at the mysterious figure opposite him and said quietly: "Wentworth, how about we attack him together and trap him with the hanging bell while he hasn't discovered us yet?"
Wentworth: “!!!”
Of course Wentworth could not have imagined that now, after experiencing the troll incident and obtaining the secret party's identity card, Wentworth was full of confidence and had the illusion that he was the son of destiny.
Not to mention, Wentworth was still by his side at this time, and Draco now had a blind trust in Wentworth.
But at this moment, Harry on the side said with a trembling voice:
"Draco, I think it's too late for you. The guy across the street seems to have discovered us!"
After hearing what Harry said, Wentworth and Draco turned their heads and looked forward at the same time. Sure enough, the cloaked figure had raised his head. Although his expression under the cloak could not be seen clearly, Wentworth could feel that the other party's eyes were definitely looking here.
Then, the mysterious man suddenly jumped up and flew quickly towards where the three people were hiding.
Seeing the other party flying towards him and his companions without hesitation, Wentworth immediately stepped back and shouted, "Run!"
Draco, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly froze his smile on his face when he saw Wentworth's reaction.
But Draco quickly reacted. Wentworth's performance could only mean one thing: he was no match for the mysterious man! So, although Draco hesitated for a moment, he did not think that he was stronger than Wentworth. He turned around, grabbed Harry Potter, who seemed to be standing still, and ran back.
And this is indeed the case. Wentworth really doesn't think he is a match for the guy opposite him. After all, although Draco and Harry don't know who the guy is opposite them, Wentworth knows it very well.
Not to mention what other tricks Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell, had up his sleeve, anyway, if you told Wentworth that Voldemort could only be slaughtered at this moment, Wentworth would not believe it. With Voldemort's suspicious character, if he really had no resistance at this moment, he would definitely not show up in Hogwarts!
Moreover, even if he ignored Voldemort, Wentworth was not confident that he could defeat Quirrell in a one-on-one fight.
Wentworth knew that Quirrell's usual stuttering was all a disguise. Did he really think that all the people who graduated from Ravenclaw and became professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts were like Harold?
However, as Wentworth and others started running, their figures were completely exposed under the other party's eyes, especially when the other party saw Harry Potter in the team.
At this moment, Harry Potter was not frightened as Draco mistakenly thought, but because the scar on his forehead began to become hot and painful. Harry, whose mind was no longer clear, could only let Draco pull him back.
However, the speed of the three people was obviously not as fast as the figure behind them. Wentworth looked back and saw that the other party was chasing him closely, and the distance between them was even getting closer.
Wentworth quickly raised his wand, but the direction of the wand was pointed at the sky.
"Lumos!"
Following Wentworth's spell, a dazzling light shot straight into the starry sky.
Seeing this, Draco seemed to understand something, so he raised his wand without hesitation and imitated Wentworth: "Lumos!"
Then, a bright light appeared from Draco's wand...illuminating the road three feet in front of him.
"XXX"
Draco cursed loudly and had to continue pulling Harry, who was holding his forehead and trembling all over, to run backwards.
As the beam of light from Wentworth lit up, the attention of everyone who was still awake in Hogwarts was drawn to it in an instant.
The centaur Firenze looked at the bright light and said to Ronan beside him: "I really want to go and see whose spell this is."
Professor McGonagall hurried out of her office, but met Snape, who was also walking in a hurry, in the open space outside Hogwarts Castle. At the same time, Professor Flitwick, who had short legs, was also hurrying towards her from behind.
(End of this chapter)