Then, under the leadership of Dumbledore, several people walked out of the dense forest together.

At this moment, Harry could no longer help but ask, "Principal Dumbledore, I want to know who that mysterious man in the cloak is? Why does my head hurt so much when I see him?"

Hearing Harry's question, Draco looked at Dumbledore curiously. Only Wentworth looked calm.

But soon, Wentworth could no longer calm down.

Dumbledore's eyes swept across the three people beside him, and finally stopped at Wentworth. He said, "It seems that Wentworth has guessed who that person is, right?"

After hearing what Dumbledore said, Harry and Draco looked at Wentworth in surprise.

Wentworth resisted the urge to roll his eyes, thinking: Why me again? Why is it always me? Can't you explain it yourself? This is originally their "Chopstick Brothers" business, I'm just a passerby! Can you please not give me so much drama?

Although he was constantly complaining in his heart, Wentworth smiled slightly and then said, "Harry, Draco, what was he doing when we saw him tonight?"

Harry and Draco were stunned when they heard Wentworth's question, and then Draco said quickly: "He seems to be drinking unicorn blood!"

Wentworth nodded slowly, and then continued:

"That's right. Unicorn blood can prolong your life. Even if you are dying, drinking a mouthful of unicorn blood can keep you alive temporarily!"

"But unicorns are sacred creatures. The moment your lips touch the blood of a unicorn, you will be cursed forever!"

Having said that, Wentworth paused, then stared at Harry closely and said slowly:

"As for why your head hurts? That's because that guy wearing a cloak and not daring to show his true face left this scar on your forehead!"

"He had no time to care about the curse and needed unicorn blood to continue his life. He left this scar on your forehead. Who do you think that person was?"

As Wentworth continued his story, the man's identity became clearer and clearer, but precisely because the man's identity was about to be revealed, Harry and Draco were completely stunned.

After a long while, Draco suddenly let out a scream, which even scared Wentworth: "Ahhhhh! Are you serious, Wentworth? Is it really that person? I mean, is it really the He who must not be named? Is it Vol…demort?"

Facing the somewhat crazy Draco, Wentworth nodded affirmatively.

Then, Draco was seen gesticulating, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

Harry, who was standing aside, was completely stunned.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in front of the forbidden forest, followed by the sound of dense footsteps.

Seeing this, Wentworth quickly opened his mouth to remind:

"Here's a piece of advice for you. It's best not to tell anyone about Voldemort's return. This is for your own safety as well as the safety of others!"

Hearing Wentworth say this, Dumbledore's eyes were full of admiration, and Harry and Draco nodded repeatedly. Now the two of them were convinced by Wentworth.

At this moment, Hagrid's voice came from the front: "Thank God, Dumbledore found you in time, I'm so glad you're okay!"

Hagrid came running over with big strides, and Ron and Hermione followed behind him.

Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that their clothes were just a little dirty but they were not hurt.

At this moment, footsteps were heard again behind Hagrid. It was Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and others.

After talking with Dumbledore, several people escorted Wentworth, Harry and others back to Hogwarts Castle.

At this moment, in Hogwarts Castle, Filch, who was patrolling the castle, seemed to feel something flash behind him.

However, when Filch turned back to look again, he found nothing.

So, Filch was about to continue his patrol forward, but after taking a few steps, Filch found that his cat was standing in front of a door behind him and didn't move, as if something behind the door attracted it.

Filch squinted his eyes and walked back along the corridor, saying:

"Which little cutie is it that is not sleeping and sneaks out? Who is there? Come out quickly, I have seen you!"

Filch was very happy and walked leisurely. The other party had nowhere to go. Filch had even thought about how to punish the student if he caught him not sleeping in the middle of the night!

However, when Filch walked to the door, he frowned, because he found that this was the room of Professor Lodge, the new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts this year.

Seeing this, Filch showed a disappointed expression, then kicked his cat and continued patrolling.

Behind the door, Professor Quirrell, who was leaning against the door, covered his abdomen with one hand and held his wand with the other. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he heard the footsteps fade away.

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly sounded behind Quirrell's head:

"You piece of shit, you messed it up again!"

This sudden voice instantly refreshed Qi Luo, who had lost too much blood and became a little dazed.

Quirrell said tremblingly: "I'm sorry, my master, I... I didn't expect that an ordinary second-year student could have such powerful black magic! I..."

However, before Quirrell could finish his words, he heard the voice in the back of his head sound again, and it seemed even angrier than before: "Idiot! You are such an idiot! An ordinary second-year student? Until now, you still think he is an ordinary second-year student?!"

Hearing the voice behind his head say this, Quirrell immediately changed his words and said, "Sorry, my master, I was wrong. He is a more outstanding second-year student!"

However, just as Quirrell finished speaking, he felt that the voice behind his head seemed to take a long breath, and then did not speak again for a long time. This made Quirrell, who was used to being scolded, a little uncomfortable.

After waiting for a long time, Quirrell called out softly, "Master?"

A moment later, the voice behind Quirrell's head sounded again:

"Are you really a Ravenclaw graduate? That old hat is getting old and starting to look dim?"

The voice at this time was full of fatigue.

(End of this chapter)