The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

"That's right. Because the death power contained in creatures like the Thestrals is too strong, you may not be able to bear it at this stage. You need another creature with vigorous vitality to neutralize it." Voldemort explained.

"I guess it's a unicorn?" Thorne said.

"Smart, today I will take you deep into the Forbidden Forest to find the traces of unicorns." Voldemort walked directly into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

"Will we not be discovered by Dumbledore?" Thorne suddenly asked behind him.

"Are you afraid?" Voldemort asked back.

"No." Thorne replied.

"That's no problem... I will teach you another very practical magic technique. Let the magic power of the Levitation Spell fill yourself, and then use the Flying Spell to pull yourself to achieve the effect of flying. However, flying is not something you can learn at this age. The Levitation Spell is barely enough." Voldemort flew into the sky in front of Thorne and flew around himself.

"Uh... maybe I need to preview the knowledge of the senior grades in advance." Thorne sighed, and as Voldemort said, he let the magic of the levitation spell fill his whole body, and then jumped lightly onto a huge tree branch.

Although he had done this before, it was still a bit rough compared to this effect, just like the difference between turning himself into a balloon and making himself as light as a swallow.

"On the ground, we can easily alarm various magical animals in the forest, including unicorns, so we need to hide our bodies in the trees, search quietly, and try not to make any sound." Voldemort explained while flying in front.

"I learned it, do we have to take action here directly?" Thorne asked behind.

"Of course not, we just need to grasp the whereabouts of the unicorn group, and then we will wait quietly for a dark and windy night."

"Hmm..." Thorne responded.

"Also...if you see any eight-eyed giant spiders in this forest, kill them directly. They are all spies of the half-blood giant, and no one can be left alive." Voldemort continued.

"Hmm...By the way, Professor Quirrell, can I ask you a question?" Thorne nodded and asked again.

"What?"

"Why do you trust me so much? Logically, this kind of thing should be done secretly, but we have only known each other for such a short time, and you took me to do such a bad thing that cannot be known by outsiders...To be honest, I am a little unsure." Thorne stopped and said seriously.

"Do you want to know?" Voldemort turned around and asked.

"Of course I want to."

"...Because I trust you, I think you are worthy of my trust, and I am willing to believe that you will not betray me. Of course, if you really betray me, it is my own fault, and I don't blame you." Voldemort patted Thorne's shoulder gently and said leisurely.

"Hmm...To be honest, I like you a little bit." Thorne smiled and followed.

"And this is not out of my own selfishness, because you are the biggest beneficiary of this matter. I don't think you will do such a stupid thing that harms others and yourself. I think you are a smart person." Voldemort added.

"Hmm..."

"Don't make a sound, I found them." He suddenly stopped and whispered.

Seeing this, Thorne jumped lightly and came to Voldemort's side and looked down. There were a group of silver-white unicorns, more than 30 of them, resting lazily under the two of them.

"This should be the base camp of these unicorns... Our mission today is completed. Next, adjust your state and wait for me to call you." Voldemort looked around the surrounding scenery, memorized this place, waved to Thorne, and flew silently in the direction he came from.

"Of course..."

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"So your idea is..." Dumbledore crossed his hands and asked Thorne, who was lying opposite him.

"The group of unicorns we saw was at least thirty, I think..." Thorne said, rubbing his hands.

"Just let it go. Tom wouldn't do it without a purpose. He must have his own considerations for the unicorns... I guess Quirrell's body is no longer enough to carry Tom's soul, so he needs the blood of the unicorn to survive... Then you can cooperate directly. You need the flesh and blood of the unicorn, and he needs the blood of the unicorn. This is a win-win situation." Dumbledore said faintly.

"...You are not right." Thorne suddenly said.

"What?"

"You don'tYou should teach me that all life is equal, and I shouldn't hurt unicorns for my own selfish desires, shouldn't you say that? "Thorne frowned and said.

"...There is a saying in the East, "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you." You can't ask others to follow what you can't do yourself. I think this saying is full of wisdom, and everyone has their own standards for things like bottom lines, you know." Dumbledore said.

"So, my bottom line is very... low in your heart? Who am I in your heart?" Thorne looked at Dumbledore with a suspicious look and said.

"A mature person, a realistic person, a person who doesn't believe in fairy tales."

"...I hate the Riddler." Thorne stuck out his tongue and said.

"One day you will understand... Is there anything else?" Dumbledore asked.

"Other things... Of course there are. "Thorn unconsciously turned his eyes to Fawkes who was taking a nap on the bird stand.

"This is not something I can arrange. You can discuss it with him yourself." Dumbledore followed Thorne's line of sight and saw Fawkes. He immediately laughed helplessly and shrugged to show that he was powerless.

"What if I succeed in discussing it with it myself?" Thorne asked.

"Then I will not care about you." Dumbledore replied.

"Well... OK!" Thorne nodded and immediately left Dumbledore behind, ran to pick up Fawkes who was taking a nap, and stroked her feathers like a hen while communicating with her.

Until...

"Fawkes, you see, we have been friends for such a long time. When you call me over next time, I will give you a massage from the inside out!"

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"Of course, it means literally from the inside out..."

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"What do you mean by fire coming out of your mouth? ”

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