"Cassandra?"
When Harry heard this name, he was momentarily stunned.
He shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly: "No, I've read her letter, she should have long since..."
"Hmm." The unicorn hummed, shook its head, and said, "No, it shouldn't be... So, aside from Cassandra, is there anyone else you're curious about?"
Saying this, it grabbed Harry's robe with its mouth, tugging left and right.
"Har~ry! Har~ry!"
In an instant, Harry was enlightened.
I knew it, why does this Lady Unicorn look so familiar!
I knew it, why does this Lady Unicorn know so much!
This familiar gesture, and the tone, reminded him of an old friend.
Pabi Swedding from Hufflepuff!
He covered his mouth in shock, tremblingly pointed at the unicorn with one hand, incredulously asked: "You, are you Pabi?"
"You just realized that now!"
The unicorn... no, Pabi in unicorn form put away the horn on her head, and rubbed her head against Harry's chest, seemingly venting dissatisfaction for not being recognized by an old friend.
"But, but how did you become like this?" Harry was still a bit disbelieving.
Pabi was clearly human, how did she end up like a unicorn?
"Animagus," Pabi said, "The cost of becoming a Magic Animagus is looking like this... Haha, but it's nice, getting to be close to these magical creatures and play with them... Isn't that a joy?"
"Is... it?" Harry didn't quite understand this kind of mindset, as Pabi was like this back then, fond of magical creatures, even helping him and Vivi rescue a dragon captured by poachers.
The greenhouse for magical creatures in the Room of Requirement was built on Pabi's suggestion.
"Of course." Pabi once again grabbed Harry's robe with her mouth, shaking it: "Har~ry! Har~ry!"
Just like the little girl back then who liked to tug his robe.
"But, is your wound okay?" Harry hesitantly looked at Pabi's wound: "It's still bleeding, maybe... I should find Principal Dumbledore, he is the greatest White Wizard of this era, he can surely break the curse on your wound... or even Professor Snape, he is an excellent Master of Magic Potions, and the Blood Replenishing Potion you just had was brewed by him."
"He does seem more skilled than Professor Sharp, doesn't he?" Pabi chuckled at Harry, then leaned close, mysteriously asked: "Honestly, is there a Weasley in your year? If I recall correctly, the Magic Potion professor always has issues with a Weasley..."
"Yes, there are five brothers in their family, all in Gryffindor." Harry pierced sharply: "The relationship between Professor Snape and them, to say it's harmonious, would be an understatement, it's more a deadly feud..."
"Haha..." Pabi giggled, then said to Harry: "Let's forget about going back to Hogwarts, I don't want my little secret to be discovered—you know, Magic Animagi are rare, especially a unicorn Magic Animagus."
"What about your curse?" Harry scratched his head and asked.
"That's where you come in." Pabi brushed her head against Harry's face: "You are the heir of Ancient Magic—perhaps, when you regain the use of Ancient Magic, you can help me then..."
"Okay." Harry nodded earnestly: "Trust me, Pabi, I'll be able to help you soon—"
"Oh oh, good." Pabi tugged Harry's robe again.
"Yes, every night, I'll bring Blood Replenishing Potions to the edge of the Forbidden Forest to find you." Harry told Pabi: "Having a wound that won't heal is never good."
"I'll listen to you." Pabi said.
She suddenly raised her head, and said to Harry: "Be careful, someone is coming!"
Harry quickly drew his magic wand and traced an 'R' in the air.
"Revelio!"
Under the Revelio-enhanced sight, a tall blue figure was approaching from the direction of the bushes.
This spell, developed by him and Vivi, could reveal the traces of creatures within its range—the blue color signifies friendliness, while red signifies hostility.
"It's Hagrid." He put away his wand, "My friend."
"Oh." Pabi uttered softly.
Sure enough, there was a rustling sound from the bushes, and Hagrid emerged from within.
"Harry!" Hagrid put down the crossbow, walked forward, patting his chest: "Oh, thank goodness you're okay—oh, Miss Pabi, good evening... you're injured?"
"Good evening, Hagrid." Pabi's voice turned ethereal again, she glanced meaningfully at Harry, then said to Hagrid: "Thanks to this little friend, I was saved from being killed by a Dark Wizard."
"There's a Dark Wizard?" Hagrid raised the Stone Bow again, looking around warily.
"He's already gone, Hagrid." Harry tugged Hagrid's arm: "I drove him away."
"Really?" Hagrid looked at Harry, chuckled: "I knew I wasn't wrong, you're as brave as your parents, Harry—it's already remarkable for a young wizard of your age to have the courage to face Dark Wizards, let alone defeat one..."
Pabi said nothing, a trace of secret amusement passing through her eyes.
Hagrid, oh Hagrid, do you know how many Dark Wizards have fallen to 'Little Harry' here before you?
"Also, is Miss Pabi's wound not serious?" Hagrid asked again, "Perhaps we can visit Madam Pomfrey's hospital for a look."
"No need, Hagrid, thank you for your kindness." Pabi said softly, "It's getting late, I should head back—Harry, don't forget our promise."
"Sure thing, Miss Pabi." Harry nodded.
Pabi shook her head, pressed her face against Harry's, then turned to leave.
"Oh my..." Hagrid wiped his tears, somewhat moved, "I thought unicorns only approached the purest of heart young girls, but it seems they can also befriend boys..."
"Because my heart is quite pure too, Hagrid." Harry patted Hagrid's arm: "Just like you, otherwise you wouldn't be friends with Miss Pabi, right?"
"Oh, Harry..."
Hagrid reached out and tousled Harry's messy hair, revealing a warm smile.
This kid...
Always speaks so kindly, warming one's heart.