After he calmed himself, he immediately pressed, "Are you sure you saw Professor Quirrell just now?"
"Yes." Chu Yang explained, "At that time, I left relatively late and found that Professor Quirrell, who should have fainted, quickly left after you all departed, and his actions were very suspicious. So I followed him all the way to this place."
"After Professor Quirrell went in, there was a lot of noise inside. He seemed to have been driven out by something..."
Upon hearing this, Dumbledore's expression was somewhat complex. After Professor Quirrell returned from his trip abroad, he had always felt there was something strange about him, but he hadn't paid much attention to it.
Combining Chu Yang's words, Dumbledore could already guess that the reason for Professor Quirrell's drastic change in temperament was most likely due to Voldemort's instigation.
Remembering that Professor Quirrell was once his student, Dumbledore felt a pang of heartache.
However, he quickly composed himself, gazing at Chu Yang in front of him, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
Chu Yang not only keenly observed Professor Quirrell's abnormality but also managed to monitor his every move without alerting him, displaying excellent psychological fortitude and personal ability.
Over these past few months, Dumbledore had almost grown accustomed to the astonishing things Chu Yang brought him. He even almost forgot that Chu Yang was merely a backup for the future savior, Harry.
Chu Yang asked, "Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Quirrell's state seems a bit off?"
"He did encounter a problem."
Dumbledore replied casually. He was hesitating whether to tell Chu Yang about Voldemort.
Because Chu Yang had always performed exceptionally, so much so that Dumbledore wanted to abandon those meaningless guiding behaviors and say something more practical.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yang was one step ahead, bowing and saying, "In that case, I believe you will handle these matters well."
Are you kidding? It's fine to occasionally show some presence, but you really want me to help you fight Voldemort to the death?
Chu Yang couldn't help but inwardly complain. At most, he could secretly help destroy one or two Horcruxes, but confronting Voldemort head-on was out of the question.
While Dumbledore was still in a daze, Chu Yang stepped onto the spiral staircase and quickly disappeared from Dumbledore's sight.
At this moment, Professor Quirrell, who had failed to steal the Philosopher's Stone, secretly returned to the underground classroom.
He created the illusion that he had just woken up in front of everyone else.
The Giant wasn't actually that powerful, at least not in front of Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.
One was the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, and the other was the former Duelling Champion. Forget one Giant, even a group of them would be easy pickings.
Professor Quirrell didn't need to do anything; he just stood by and screamed.
Maintaining his timid and weak persona.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick each cast a Stupefy and completely subdued the Giant.
"That was a beautiful Stupefy."
The pale-faced Professor Quirrell cheered from the side, but his voice sounded weak.
Professor McGonagall shook her head helplessly, seemingly disinclined to speak to Professor Quirrell, and turned to leave.
Professor Flitwick followed closely behind, and the two left the underground classroom together.
Professor Quirrell narrowed his eyes, staring unpleasantly at their retreating figures. Suddenly, Voldemort's voice echoed in his ear.
"I need..."
Chu Yang did not obediently return to his dormitory. Instead, taking advantage of Professor Quirrell's absence in the underground classroom, he left the school and headed for the Forbidden Forest.
Since moving the Whomping Willow to the Forbidden Forest last time, Chu Yang hadn't seen it much. He wondered what it looked like now.
At this hour, Hagrid was still patrolling. To avoid him, Chu Yang chose not to take the path that passed through the hunting grounds, but rather took a slightly longer route.
Winter nights were exceptionally quiet. Aside from the 'creak, creak' sound of his feet on the snow, almost no other sounds could be heard.
To be honest, it was quite eerie.
If not for Chu Yang's Observation Haki, which prevented the darkness from interfering with his perception, he definitely wouldn't have come out late at night.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and goosebumps rose on Chu Yang's neck. He subconsciously looked around, feeling as if something was secretly watching him.
His Observation Haki hadn't detected any special aura; instead, it was Chu Yang's sixth sense issuing a warning of danger.
The next second, panicked and terrified neighs echoed continuously through the Forbidden Forest!
"What was that sound?!" Chu Yang whipped his head around, looking in the direction of the sound, but it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
The cry just now sounded a bit like a horse, but clearer than a horse's cry.
Although he sensed danger, Chu Yang still decided to go and see. For some reason, the cry just now kept echoing in his mind, as if specifically calling for his help.
Chu Yang effortlessly leaped onto a thick branch, then began to move like a rabbit and a wild goose among the trees, showcasing the style of a Konoha Ninja.
If there were spectators at this moment, they would most likely be so shocked their mouths would hang open.
Midway, Chu Yang heard several more mournful neighs, so he increased his speed again and again.
Finally, by a lake in the center of the Forbidden Forest, he saw a black figure cloaked, and a Unicorn covered in blood.
The Unicorn was still struggling to resist.
But excessive blood loss caused its mobility to decline sharply.
And the mysterious figure attacking the Unicorn was all too familiar to Chu Yang.
Professor Quirrell!
Or rather, Voldemort, who had not yet regained his body and could only parasitize others.
Professor Quirrell was merely a temporary Horcrux and vessel.
"How unlucky..." Chu Yang, who had just been thinking of trying to avoid Voldemort, now found himself coincidentally running into him, a true twist of fate.
The Unicorn let out another mournful cry, making Chu Yang, who was about to turn and leave, stop in his tracks.
Since he had stumbled upon it, Chu Yang couldn't just stand by and watch the Unicorn die here.
Although he disliked trouble and didn't like getting into messes, that didn't mean he was afraid of them.
"Tsk, I don't have classes today, so I didn't even bring my wand."
Chu Yang squeezed his fists, his bones cracking. After a light warm-up, he pouted and said, "Looks like I'll have to play Druid again..."
After speaking, Chu Yang pressed his hands into the snow, and the Chakra within him suddenly burst forth, transforming into an endless surge of power.
"Wood Release: Tree World Barrier!"
Between the Unicorn and Professor Quirrell, a series of trees and vines shot up from the ground, forming an impassable chasm that completely separated the two.
The sudden attack startled Professor Quirrell. He quickly retreated, avoiding the verdant trees that sprang from the ground.
The Unicorn neighed, its four hooves frantically pawing the ground, seizing the opportunity to widen the distance from Professor Quirrell, then turned and ran towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
Voldemort, barely surviving on Unicorn blood, was instantly furious at the sight and roared into Professor Quirrell's ear, "Who is stopping me?!"
Hearing his master's enraged roar, Professor Quirrell was both angry and afraid. He turned his head and saw a young man in wizard robes standing across the small lake.
Both Voldemort and Professor Quirrell were somewhat taken aback. How could a young man suddenly appear in the Forbidden Forest?
It was deep into the night, and the Forbidden Forest was pitch black, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of their face. Chu Yang also hadn't brought any items like lanterns. In the dim light, Professor Quirrell couldn't make out Chu Yang's face.
He could only tell from his build that the other party was a young man.
To prevent Voldemort from playing dirty, Chu Yang didn't plan on engaging in close combat with them. Instead, he prepared to use Wood Release for long-range combat with Professor Quirrell.
The two sides stood across a lake, gazing at each other from afar. Although they couldn't see each other's faces, they could feel a chill spreading.
Professor Quirrell's cloak spread, and he floated eerily in the air, like a ghost from a horror story, rushing towards Chu Yang.
"Too slow."
If it were Apparition, Chu Yang would still be a little wary.
But with him slowly floating over like this, it might scare children, but using it against Chu Yang was a bit disrespectful.
Before Professor Quirrell could get close, Chu Yang performed a series of hand seals, and his arm suddenly swelled by a circle. A large amount of wooden vines extended from his arm, shooting towards Professor Quirrell in mid-air.
[Wood Release: Great Forest Technique]
Professor Quirrell, who hadn't reacted at all, was directly struck by the thick wood.
Immediately, his vision went black, and he plunged from the air into the icy lake water.
In fact, Professor Quirrell had always been wary of Chu Yang's spellcasting movements. However, seeing that the other party hadn't taken out a wand for a long time, he assumed the young man in front of him was terrified, so he subconsciously relaxed his guard.
The result was, as expected, getting hit.
Although beating up Voldemort felt great, it was impossible to kill Voldemort without destroying his Horcruxes. He was simply doing this to annoy the old man for now.
The lake water rippled, but Chu Yang waited for a long time and didn't see Professor Quirrell emerge from the lake. So he walked forward and used his Observation Haki to sense the aura at the bottom of the lake.
Nothing...
Professor Quirrell had already cast a spell and escaped.
Chu Yang searched along the lakeside with his Observation Haki for a while.
After confirming that Voldemort and Professor Quirrell had left, he followed the blood trail left by the Unicorn into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.
If it couldn't be found in time, that Unicorn would surely die from excessive blood loss.
And everything Chu Yang had done would become meaningless.
Fortunately, the Unicorn hadn't run far before it collapsed exhaustedly under a large tree. Chu Yang went forward to check its injuries, then began to treat it.
Compared to directly using Wood Release Chakra, the mixed natural magic power had a better healing effect on magical creatures.
To pull the Unicorn back from the brink of death, Chu Yang expended a massive amount of natural magic power. The lingering magical energy that leaked out even affected the land beneath his feet.
In the area where the Unicorn lay on its side, flowers slowly bloomed, and creatures in the vicinity sensing the life force instinctively drew closer.
Firenze, the centaur patrolling the Forbidden Forest, also sensed this unusual power, and quickly moved towards its source.
The centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest was not friendly towards humans, especially wizards.
But Firenze was an exception; he held a considerable curiosity about humans.
Firenze's upper body was human, with golden hair and blue eyes, and he was very handsome. His lower body was that of a horse, with a silver mane, appearing like a shooting star when moving quickly in the dark night.
When Firenze arrived, he immediately saw Chu Yang treating the Unicorn's injuries.
Vast natural magic power emanated outwards, radiating a green glow representing life, and the surrounding area was filled with blooming flowers and vegetation.
Firenze's sapphire-like pupils immediately showed a look of shock.
The sacred scene brought an indescribable impact to Firenze. He even subconsciously knelt on the ground, instinctively worshipping the miracle.