Hao Yunqing cleared his throat and stood in front of the centaur.
Damn it, you think you can take my spoils with you? You're asking for trouble.
"Little wizard, is there anything else?"
Hagrid had only taken a few steps when he turned around and saw Hao Yun confronting the centaur.
Huh? Was Hao Yun among the people Filch sent over just now?
The injured unicorn and the appearance of the mysterious man have left Hagrid's mind in a complete mess. He can't remember whether Hao Yun was among the people Filch sent.
"Hagrid, I have some things to take care of. You guys go ahead."
Hao Yun smiled, indicating that he was fine.
"No! A mysterious figure has appeared. The Forbidden Forest is dangerous. Come back to the castle with me right now!"
Hagrid was adamant. He turned around, greeted the centaurs, and pulled Hao Yun toward the castle.
As Hao Yun watched the centaur carry the unicorn carcass away, his heart bled.
Damn! I should have known better than to show myself and wait until everything was over before secretly taking the unicorn's corpse away.
Hao Yun glared fiercely at Harry Potter, leaving Harry Potter completely bewildered.
The quick-witted Hermione glanced at the centaur and quickly figured out why Hao Yun was angry.
Blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents; that's a unicorn, priceless.
If Hao Yun, who could fight Voldemort, were to get really angry, even if all of us plus Hagrid were to join forces, we probably wouldn't be enough to kill him all by ourselves.
Hermione is very smart; the smarter a person is, the more they think.
Hao Yun usually keeps to himself and only has a slightly better relationship with his twin brothers.
Recalling Hao Yun's eccentric personality, Hermione became increasingly frightened.
As Hao Yun stepped out of the forbidden forest, he sighed dejectedly.
If you manage to get your hands on a complete unicorn, you can definitely trade it for several kinds of rare herbs.
Seeing Hagrid hurrying along, Hao Yun's eyes darted around, and he quietly slipped away from the group.
The others present were all in a hurry to get back to the castle and didn't notice Hao Yun, who had fallen behind. Only Hermione noticed, but she didn't dare to say anything.
After leaving the group, Hao Yun returned to the Forbidden Forest and followed the tracks left by the centaurs.
"Is this the centaur tribe?"
In the dense forest, a small settlement appeared, where the centaurs lived in huts made of tree branches.
The unicorn carcass now lay in the center of the open space, surrounded by a dozen centaurs who seemed to be praying.
Holding the longsword, Hao Yun hesitated. If he were to seize the unicorn's corpse, he would inevitably clash with the centaurs.
Damn it, if I hadn't been stopped just now, I would definitely have gotten my hands on that unicorn's carcass.
Having quietly left the forbidden forest, Hao Yun grew increasingly angry.
Upon returning to the castle, Hao Yun encountered Dumbledore.
"I heard you encountered Voldemort?"
"Um."
After a long silence, Dumbledore finally spoke first.
"It's late, go back and rest."
Hao Yun didn't say anything, walked straight into the castle, and went back to his room to sleep.
"Has it started? I hope everything goes smoothly."
Dumbledore looked at the Forbidden Forest, and his face aged considerably in an instant.
News of Voldemort's appearance was completely blocked. Even Malfoy kept quiet and remained tight-lipped about what happened in the Forbidden Forest yesterday.
Life went on as usual, and Voldemort's appearance did not have any impact on Hogwarts.
Hao Yun did the same thing as usual: attend classes, eat, and sleep.
The only difference is that Hermione is much more distant from Hao Yun.
At the Gryffindor breakfast table early in the morning, the twin brothers found Hao Yun.
"Card sales have been much lower recently; the second-generation cards should be released by now."
Fred looked worried. In the past few days, almost no one had come to him and George to buy card packs.
If this trend continues, it won't be long before no one comes to buy cards anymore.
Christmas is almost here, isn't it?
Hao Yun looked up at the two of them.
"Hmm, next week is Christmas. Do you have some big plans?"
Fred and George looked on with anticipation; ever since their last Halloween prank, they had loved the feeling.
"Of course, we can hold events for Christmas. I will hide some special cards in various corners of the academy. The second-generation cards will also be officially released after Christmas."
Hao Yun explained the plan to the two brothers in detail, and their eyes lit up immediately.
"The second-generation card you're talking about, is it Charizard?"
George rubbed his hands together, his face full of anticipation.
He had wanted the Charizard card for a long time, but Hao Yun had refused to give it to him despite his repeated requests.
"Don't worry, your Charizard will appear. This event is very important. There are special cards, evolution stones, and evolution items that can be used to evolve some special Pokémon."
"As long as you obtain a special card and have the corresponding Pokémon card, you can exchange it for a second-generation card for free."
Fred pondered for a moment, then frowned and asked.
How many special cards have you prepared?
One hundred.
"Isn't that a bit much?"
Fred thought 100 cards were too many. If too many people got the second generation cards, then who would buy the second generation card packs?
"Not at all. I believe that after Christmas, many people will come to you to buy second-generation card packs."
Hao Yun was full of confidence. He had learned all these methods from the game's planners, and they were always effective!
"Okay, then we'll do it your way."
Fred and George did not object; after all, Hao Yun's plans had always been successful, and this time would not disappoint them either.
While the three of them were discussing things, Hao Yun noticed that not far away, the Saviors Trio were also huddled together and whispering to each other.
Hao Yun, who was too lazy to meddle in other people's business, planned to go to Hagrid's place to get materials and then make the second-generation cards.
Chapter 299 Second Generation Cards
The long-awaited Christmas holiday has finally arrived, and the little wizards have packed their bags and are ready to go home.
"Attention everyone! The Christmas event planned by the creator of Pokémon is about to begin!"
Fred and George's shouts attracted the attention of the young wizards.
The young wizard, who was about to finish his meal and go home, asked curiously.
"Event? What event?"
Fred pulled out a card and showed it to everyone.
"The creator of Pokémon would hold a treasure hunt on Christmas Day, and he would leave these cards in a hidden corner of the castle."
"As long as you can find the cards, you can upgrade some special cards and evolve them into second-generation cards."
"The brand-new second-generation cards will be available for purchase on the morning of the day after Christmas!"
Two major pieces of news in a row caused a riot among the young wizards.
Damn it! We're all about to go home, and you guys are holding an event and you're even releasing second-generation cards.
"Everyone, calm down. This event is for those who can't go home for Christmas. You're going home to reunite with your parents, what more could you want!"
Fred covered his robe to prevent it from being torn.
George, on the other hand, was much more clever; he simply slipped into the crowd and merged into the sea of people.
"No way! We want the second-generation cards too, and we want to participate in the event!"
"Yes, we want to participate too!"
Pokémon battle games have long been popular, and everyone is constantly developing new team compositions and strategies.
The sudden release of the second-generation cards immediately made people who were planning to go home abandon their plans.
Hiding in the corner, Hao Yun couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
He never expected that these young wizards would give up going home just to participate in the event.
Christmas is like Chinese New Year abroad; they actually had the idea of staying at the college for such an important holiday.
If their parents found out, they would probably be subjected to a combined beating from both parents.
"Everyone, quiet down and stop fooling around. Those of you who are ready to go home, grab your luggage and get on the bus!"
Dean McGonagall stepped forward to maintain order; if she didn't, there would likely be very few young wizards going home for Christmas this year.
The deans of the four colleges, carrying the lists of students who had previously submitted their plans to go home for Christmas, began to verify each one's information.
Those whose names were called boarded the train one by one, dejected, carrying their luggage.
As for those who chose to stay at the school, their smiles were practically reaching their ears.
"Hahaha, you guys were bragging about being able to go home, now you're dumbfounded!"
Outside the platform, students who stayed on campus laughed and mocked the people on the train.