Noticing this, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, and her eyes were full of anger, she didn't expect that the attacker would be so mad that he would set fire to the Forbidden Forest...

If she had come any later, she would have been unable to stop the fire.

Anger turned to anger, and Professor McGonagall immediately crouched down to check Hagrid's injuries.

After confirming that the injury was not life-threatening, Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, and swung her wand to pull the mana out of the wound, and then used several healing spells in succession to stop the bleeding and heal the wound.

"That's all I can do for now, you'll need to go to Madam Pomfrey to recuperate for a while." Professor McGonagall spoke.

"Thank you.. Okay, I don't think I'm okay... Can you go check out Cecilia? I think it can be saved..."Hagrid choked up with tears still on his face.

"Cecilia? Who's that? McGonagall wondered.

"That's the name Hagrid gave the unicorn... It was in order to protect Hagrid from the Avada Curse. Ivan watched for a while, noticing that Hagrid's spirit was a little tired, and took the initiative to continue.

"It's dead, Hagrid." McGonagall also noticed the unicorn lying on the ground without a sound, and shook her head weakly after hearing that the other party had been hit by Arvada.

"I killed her," Hagrid cried out as he cried out in pain, covering his face in frustration.

Seeing this, McGonagall figured that she couldn't ask anything from Hagrid, so she turned her gaze to Ivan, who was not too good-looking.

"Hals! What the hell is going on? How could Hagrid get hurt? McGonagall grimaced, a unicorn was dead, and Hagrid was struck by a curse in the Forbidden Forest, and the situation was clearly serious.

Ivan didn't hide it, and when he and Harry and the others ran into the injured Fang outside Hagrid's hut, he guessed that Hagrid was attacked in the Forbidden Forest.

Then he said.

"In order not to delay the call for help, Harry and the others went back to ask for help, I rode Noble forward, just in time to see a black-robed wizard preparing to attack Hagrid, so I used the impact of dragon's breath and high-altitude dives to carry out a sneak attack, and successfully repelled the opponent."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, and although Ivan said it succinctly, she could still think of the thrilling scene, and Ivan's ability to improvise and use the dragon's air superiority to sneak attack, made McGonagall appreciate his cleverness.

Ivan finished what had happened, and finally pointed to the bushes on his right that had been burned to the ground.

"Professor McGonagall, the black-robed wizard who was thrown away by Noble fell into the bushes over there, I don't think he's hurt lightly, but he should be alive."

"Are you sure?" McGonagall frowned, because according to Ivan's description, it was the fire dragon that hit and the flames burned, and it was impossible for a normal person to survive.

"Professor, you also saw that there is no body of him there at all, I don't think it will burn to ashes in this time, right?" Ivan shrugged his shoulders and said, he also regretted this, he didn't expect that he would make up for the knife like this, but he was still run away by Quirrell.

Professor McGonagall was about to nod her head with a calm face, but then suddenly realized a problem.

"Wait, who set the fire?"

"Of course I put it," Ivan said curtly, and then solemnly explained that it was the necessary caution to face a dark wizard who could use the Avada Suo Curse.

Professor McGonagall looked at the Forbidden Forest, which was still emitting black smoke from time to time after it was extinguished, and the corners of her mouth twitched violently.

Is this kid a little too cautious?

In particular, she couldn't reprimand Ivan, because the black-robed wizard used the Avada Death Spell and successfully escaped from the fire, which was enough to prove the danger of the other party.

"Professor, I feel that the other party should have suffered a lot of injuries, maybe he hasn't left far yet, if you chase now, it may be too late." Ivan said eagerly.

Instead of beating Quirrell and Voldemort to death with a stick while they were not in good shape, would they still wait for them to come back and settle accounts with him after they recovered?

"No, the most important thing now is to protect your safety, and to investigate the pursuit until Albus arrives." Professor McGonagall shook her head without hesitation, facing an unknown enemy who had hid in the Forbidden Forest, it was extremely dangerous to rush into pursuit.

Of course, she wasn't worried about her safety, but she was afraid that after she left, the black-robed wizard would come back and hurt Ivan and Hagrid.

Ivan sighed, he knew that with Voldemort's ability, no matter how badly injured, by the time Dumbledore arrived, he would not know where to slip away.

"There's one more thing I haven't asked you, Hals!" McGonagall's gaze turned to Noble, who was lazily lying on the ground, and asked.

"Where the hell did this dragon come from? When I heard Hermione say you rode a dragon to save Hagrid, I almost thought they were crazy! Because Hogwarts doesn't keep dragons at all, and it's illegal to keep dragons without permission from the Ministry of Magic! ”

Professor McGonagall's words were impulsive, and she didn't even give Ivan half of his face, because she was not the only one who heard the dragon's roar before, and if the Ministry of Magic investigated, the dragon keeper would definitely be caught in Azkaban!

Hagrid had recovered from the blow by this time, and after watching Ivan remain silent under McGonagall's questioning, he gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Actually, this dragon is..."

"Professor Dumbledore had Hagrid raise it!" Hagrid was about to admit it, when Ivan suddenly interrupted.

He felt that Dumbledore had let Quirrell go for so long, and that the pot still had to be carried by him, otherwise, Professor McGonagall might be inclined to send Hagrid to Azkaban.

"Albus?" Professor McGonagall's tone slowed down significantly, but she was still a little incredulous.

"Indeed it is me, Minerva."

Dumbledore's voice came from the other end of the Forbidden Forest, followed by his trademark silver-white beard, Dumbledore was wearing a dark purple robe covered with silver stars, his overly long cloak dragged directly to the ground, and there was a rare look of sorrow between his eyebrows.

When Ivan dumped the pot for the first time, he was caught red-handed, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, but fortunately, Dumbledore did not expose him, but helped him complete the lie.

"How could you possibly let Hagrid do this? What if the Ministry of Magic comes to inspect it? What shall we say? Professor McGonagall frowned.

"I'll explain the exact reason to you later, but now I want to know what's going on here." Dumbledore looked at Hagrid.

Hagrid regained some of his spirits at this point, and intermittently told the truth of the matter...