Chapter 67 Kindness and Virginity Are Two Different Things

Everyone looked at Aaron in surprise, and Hagrid was even more excited, "Do you really have a way to save this unicorn?"

"No." Aaron shook his head decisively, denying it very straightforwardly.

He did have a bottle of resurrection potion that could save lives that died within an hour, but he only had one bottle, and there might not be a second bottle in the future. It was not worth using such a precious thing on a unicorn.

Magical animals are indeed rare, and unicorns are also very pure, but what does this have to do with him?

There are so many fresh lives that have died, he can't save every one of them! That's God's job.

"But Ronan said so, and the centaurs' prophecies have never been wrong." Hagrid said with some doubt.

"Who knows if this is slander or not? Does it have any evidence?" Aaron retorted unconvincedly, "Even if it is not slander, who can guarantee that the centaurs will not misread the revelation of the stars."

"This..."

Hagrid hesitated and looked at Ronan with an inquiring look, "Can you guarantee it?"

"The centaurs' predictions are very accurate, but there have indeed been misunderstandings of the fate of the stars in the past."

"Look." Aaron spread his hands, "This is a misunderstanding. I don't have the ability to resurrect unicorns."

"That's not necessarily true." Ron suddenly interrupted, pointing to Abe who kept pulling Aaron back at his feet, "If it was fake, Abe shouldn't be so excited."

Others moved their eyes to Aaron's feet, only to see Abe stubbornly holding Aaron's trouser legs, and they couldn't help but be more certain of Ronan's predictions.

"Um... Abe is just starving. I didn't let him eat tonight.

But if he continues like this, I think it's necessary to starve him for another three days." Aaron explained to everyone while secretly threatening Abe to loosen his claws.

Sure enough, after the words fell, Abe seemed to have heard something terrible and quickly retracted his claws.

Aaron picked it up unceremoniously, "Am I too good to you?"

Abe nodded hurriedly, but seeing Aaron's calm eyes, he shook his head again.

"I'll deal with you when I get back. I won't let you starve for three days, but you'll have to cut down on your food next time."

Ah!

Abe cried out in grievance, looked at the dead unicorn's body with some reluctance, and turned his head away cruelly.

It tried its best, and even paid the painful price of cutting down on food, but it couldn't do anything if its owner didn't agree.

Abe still had a great liking for this magical creature full of pure breath, much better than Norbert, who was also a dragon.

Seeing the unicorn die in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, so he wanted to try his best to fight for it.

He was very clear about the existence of the resurrection potion, and even almost drank it as a drink once, because his intuition told him that the rich life breath in it would be of great help to him.

The result was naturally unsuccessful, and he was punished by Aaron.

The amount of food for each meal was deducted by half for three days, and the feeling of going from luxury to frugality was simply torture.

"Let's go!

We should go back."

"Wait, Aaron." Hagrid stopped him and said, "If you really have the ability to save it, please..."

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't have this ability."

"I understand, I understand." Hagrid frowned and said meaningfully, "If I have this ability, I won't let others know.

But everyone here is our own people, don't you trust them?

Besides, it would be a pity if a unicorn, such a rare creature, died like this!"

Aaron's mouth twitched, this is too much for granted!

He admitted that the first sentence made sense, but the rest was completely nonsense.

"Hagrid." Aaron looked at him sympathetically, "You may be too sad because Norbert is gone, which leads to some confusion in your brain.

Go back and have a good sleep, don't think about these messes."

"No, no, no, my brain is not confused, I am very clear." Hagrid said anxiously.

"Forget it!" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, his eyes swept over Harry, Ron, Hermione and finally fixed on Hagrid, "Counting you, I was deceived by four Gryffindors last night.

Don't tell me you forgot, the memory of giants is not that bad.

Ask yourself, if you were me, would you trust these four people?"

Hagrid opened his mouth, speechless.

Harry and others also lowered their heads in embarrassment. Aaron's words "I don't trust you" made them feel like they were going to die, and they wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Then we can also avoid it first, and call us after you save the unicorn." Ron whispered.

"Idiot!" Draco said disdainfully, "Aaron, ignore them.

Let's go back to the Slytherin common room."

"Okay." Aaron said a little tiredly. At this moment, he was a little impatient to leave this place.

Others subconsciously made way for Aaron and Draco, and no one dared to stop them.

Hagrid looked at the two people who walked out ten meters, gritted his teeth and shouted with some struggle: "Are you really unwilling to save it?

This unicorn is still young, and its parents are still waiting for it to go home in the tribe!"

Huh!

Aaron stopped, looked up and took a deep breath. It often only takes one second to go from speechless to angry.

After he put Abe on the ground, he turned back and stared at Hagrid fiercely, "Are you sick? You must stare at me to death, right?

I have emphasized again and again that I don't have the ability to save it. Do you have to be so stubborn?"

"But the centaur's astrology and Abe's abnormality both show that you can save it." Hagrid said seriously, "One will make a mistake, but it's impossible for both to make a mistake!"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence?" Aaron gritted his teeth and said, "I know your feelings for magical animals, and I also sympathize with this little guy.

But you have to face the reality!"

"I know, I know." Hagrid's face was full of tears, and his beard was wet. He looked like a child weighing hundreds of pounds who had lost a loved one.

"Don't cry, you are such a big giant, can't you control your tear glands?" Aaron's mouth twitched a little. He had seen more tears in the past two days than in his first eleven years of life.

Hagrid picked up a leaf and wiped his nose. "I know I'm too fanciful, but when I think of this young unicorn and its family, I can't help but feel sad.

If you really don't have a way, forget it. But if you do, and I don't insist, then I'll have given up the chance to save it.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, you won't understand."

Snap! Snap! Snap!

"Beautiful! Well said." Aaron clapped his hands, "I understand why the school asked you to guard the Forbidden Forest. With your compassionate attitude, you definitely treat every magical animal as your own child.

I am embarrassed to lie to you, even though I emphasized it several times but you didn't believe it.

I won't pretend anymore. To be honest, I do have something that can save the unicorn, but I don't plan to save it."

"Why?" Harry asked puzzled, "You are not the kind of person who will watch someone die without saving him!"

"Yes, you are really good at judging people.

You may not find a wizard as kind as me even if you search all over Hogwarts.

But, Harry Potter, kindness and sainthood are two different things."

"What do you mean?"

Aaron sighed and took out a bottle of emerald green solution from his pocket.

He opened the bottle, and a faint breath of life floated in the air, and some dead grass on the ground turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Aaron saw this and quickly closed the lid. If too much evaporated, the effect of the medicine would decrease.

As the bottle was sealed, the nourished plants suddenly lost their nutrition and became sluggish again.

"You all saw that this thing can bring creatures back to life as long as you drink it."

"Then hurry up!" Hagrid said anxiously.

"Why hurry!" Aaron cleared his throat and said seriously, "This is a secret medicine passed down from generation to generation in the Gaius family. The one I have is the last one.

In other words, it is used to save lives at critical moments and is a truly priceless treasure.

Now you want me to use it to revive a unicorn that has nothing to do with me.

Hagrid, do you think it's appropriate? Is it reasonable?"

Hagrid stopped talking. He was too shameless to let others use heirlooms to revive an unrelated magical animal.

Aaron said with disdain, "Tsk", and then looked at Harry Potter, "If you were asked to donate all your wealth to help a homeless person you don't even know, would you agree?"

Harry shook his head helplessly. If it weren't for his parents' inheritance, he probably couldn't even support himself.

Donate? How is that possible.

"That's it, it's easy to say that you are generous to others, but if you put yourself in their shoes, I'm afraid you will refuse more decisively than me."

"But that's a unicorn." Ron murmured in a low voice.

"Eh? Which brother said that?" Aaron said sarcastically, "Are unicorns superior to others? It's so funny."

Draco understood instantly and laughed contemptuously, "Who else could it be except the idiot Weasley?"

"Malfoy, you..."

"What? Are you not convinced?

The value of this bottle of medicine is beyond the imagination of all of us. You can't even afford it even if you sell your Weasley family.

Unicorns are precious, but there are more precious ones than them. You are not qualified to decide who is more worthy of being saved on behalf of Aaron."