Chapter 667: Tom, don't you think you should take responsibility for this? (Edited)

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, confused, seeing Tom leave.

"It's just a request from you, isn't it? How can I turn into the form of a unicorn foal if I don't touch it?" Tom spread his hands in helplessness.

What else can a boyfriend do when his girlfriend wants a plush toy?

Hermione: ...

She couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't get too close, didn't you hear the professor? Unicorns don't like men; you might scare it! I was just kidding," she said as she grabbed Tom's sleeve, fearing he might ruin everything by approaching carelessly.

But Tom wasn't willing to accept it. He pointed to the male unicorn, which seemed to be enjoying the situation, and said, "I heard that unicorns only prefer to be ridden by virgins. But look at him, he doesn't seem so picky."

Hermione pursed her lips. She extended two slender, white fingers and waved them in front of Tom's eyes.

"I must correct you on two things. First, the belief that unicorns only allow virgins to ride them is just a myth outside the magical world. There is no clear evidence in the magical world. So, touching them is no problem." Hermione gave Tom a light tap on the forehead with her soft index finger.

"Second, don't you think some people should take responsibility for the purity that maidens have lost?" Saying this, Hermione grabbed Tom's ear. "Hmm?"

"But my purity... Ouch, that hurts!" Tom wanted to argue a bit more, but the increased force on his ear made him decide to shut up.

After applying a little punishment, Hermione let go of Tom and ran to see the baby unicorn. Tom, after some thought, stealthily followed her: isn't it okay to watch from afar?

Due to the large number of strangers present, the unicorn foal remained hidden behind its mother and didn't show its face. This disappointed many of the little witches around.

However, Tom's arrival seemed to change things a bit.

"Ladies..." Professor Grubbly-Plank's eyes discreetly glanced at Tom. Originally, she wanted to send this boy back to the group of men so as not to hinder the girls' progress in establishing a connection with the unicorns. But seeing the distance and gestures between him and the brown-haired girl, Professor Grubbly-Plank could tell they were a couple.

When it comes to couples, you have to handle it with care.

After considering it, Professor Grubbly-Plank decided to ignore Tom and said calmly, "Now, try to stay as quiet as possible so the unicorn foals can become familiar with your scent. When they become familiar with you, naturally—"

Suddenly, she stopped her words and put her index finger to her lips, indicating that everyone should remain silent. The students didn't understand why, but they obediently closed their mouths.

Then, they realized why Professor Grubbly-Plank had asked them to be quiet, as the baby unicorn had made a new move: it peeked its head out from behind its mother!

From a distance, the unicorn foal looked a lot like a lamb, only its fur was golden. It timidly hid behind its mother, but at the same time, bravely peeked its head out. It was truly adorable.

"It's become familiar faster than I expected," Professor Grubbly-Plank whispered softly.

In her imagination, even if everything went well, she expected the baby unicorn to take at least half a class period to become familiar with the scent of the young wizards and stop rejecting them.

As for when they could get closer, that's hard to say. Hopefully, the students might be able to touch the little unicorn's fur in the next class, but if luck wasn't on their side, they might graduate without even touching a hair.

Now was a good time to observe the unicorns, as at least the baby unicorn wouldn't run away due to the students' presence.

Hearing the professor's words, the students felt encouraged and more at ease.

Professor Grubbly-Plank was about to say more, but the next action of the baby unicorn left her speechless. She didn't know what to say, as the baby unicorn voluntarily approached from behind its mother, timidly gazing at the young witches present.

Everyone remained silent, fearing that the sound of their voices would startle the shy creature.

The mother unicorn glanced at her foal and then lowered her head to search for non-wilted grass roots in the snow. She seemed unconcerned about her child's actions.

The baby unicorn slowly approached the group of people. It was evident that it was indecisive, taking a few steps forward and then stopping, even sniffing the air to catch the scents.

After about two minutes, it came to a distance of about ten feet, staring intently at those present.

The baby unicorn remained still, and the Hogwarts students didn't dare to move, fearing to scare it away.

Unlike the others, Tom could feel that the baby unicorn was specifically looking at him.

It was interested in him, perhaps there was something about him that it found appealing.

And Tom was right; the baby unicorn was indeed drawn to him. In Tom, it felt a familiar and welcoming sensation, as if it were in front of a friendly uncle.

This sensation wasn't evident at first, but it became more noticeable as Tom approached.

Newly born creatures are always filled with curiosity, and baby unicorns were no exception, so it approached. But as it approached, it felt puzzled: why did that uncle look so strange? He didn't resemble mom and dad at all.

However, in the end, it decided to trust its intuition because it didn't sense any malice from the people surrounding it.

Unicorn intuition is always sharp, so it took a few steps with its tiny hooves and excitedly ran toward the young wizards, then, to everyone's astonished gaze, it bumped into Tom's leg!

Tom: ???!!!

Baby Unicorn: (╥╯^╰╥)

It was so excited about its decision that it couldn't stop in time.

However, this collision didn't hurt the baby unicorn. Its fluffy fur and the thick layer of snow cushioned much of the impact. After giving a twirl, the baby unicorn immediately got up.

Shaking the snow off its fur, it opened its mouth and cheerfully bleated at Tom:

"Baa! (Hello, uncle!)"

Students watching: ???

Do unicorns make that sound? Could it be a fake unicorn?