Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 130 Skull and Brain
The first snow of [-] fell outside the window.The snow was not falling heavily, just like a goose feather, falling lightly on the castle and in the lawn.It was as if two guys were having a pillow fight in the sky, and the goose feathers in the pillows were falling down.

Wearing a black robe with gold threads, Linde walked out of the Transfiguration classroom with an advanced Transfiguration Guide in his arms.In front of him were the bustling students of the same grade. They were impatiently flocking to the auditorium, planning to have a good lunch, and then run directly to the lawn to play with Snow Flower.

"Augustus."

From the rear, Professor McGonagall's voice came and stopped Linde who was pacing slowly.

"Are you going to stay in school for Christmas?" Professor McGonagall looked at the expressionless half-grown child in front of him.

Linde nodded slightly, and greeted Professor McGonagall, "Professor, Christmas is spent with my family, and I want to go home!"

Professor McGonagall nodded, and then walked away quickly.With Christmas approaching, she has a lot to deal with.

Andersen flew over, shook the snowflakes off his body, and landed on Linde's shoulder.

Linde took Andersen downstairs, walked out of the corridor, and came directly to the lawn.

The sky was blindingly white, and Linde stepped on the lawn, making a rustling sound.There were also many snowflakes on the buckskin boots.

When he came to the Black Lake, he watched the lake rippled by the wind, and his hair was blown back.

He never had long hair for the sake of being handsome, but simply because he was too lazy to trim it.

Andersen didn't say a word, it naturally felt that something was wrong with the boss's atmosphere today.

From the moment he stepped out of the castle, the atmosphere around him was not so normal.

It's a feeling, an indescribable feeling.

This change is so clear.

So abrupt.

So unsettling.

"Do you know? I've heard a saying before that if a man doesn't trim his hair for 20 days, he's no different from a homeless man." Linde said slowly.

"But I don't agree very much!" Then, Linde said again.

Another long silence!
It seems that Linde is thinking about how to say it...

Andersen looked at Linde with his head sideways, his expression remained the same as usual, he was all stern.

The atmosphere that surrounds a person is indescribable.

Linde's eyebrows today seem to be raised higher than usual, or the proportions of the corners of his mouth are wrong.

Or the grass that bends slightly under the feet because it is covered with a small layer of snowflakes.Or maybe it's the constant ripples on the lake's surface.Because of the child poking out of the window on the eighth floor of the castle behind, and because of the rustling of the leaves next to it.

But what Andersen was sure of was that

Now Lindh is very irritable.

When a person is extremely irritable, there will be no trace of anger or displeasure on his face.Usually a deadpan expression, or a faint smile.It's like a seemingly calm volcano that will actually erupt soon.

"Andersen!"

"Goo."

"After the mutation, will you still be loyal to me?" Linde asked slowly, looking at the water with a warm smile on his face.

He didn't think Andersen would betray him, but he wanted another affirmative answer.

"I trust you one hundred percent. But now I want to add another one percent, and you will give me that one percent!"

This is what Linde thinks in his heart.

Andersen didn't expect Linde to ask this question either. It flew off Linde's shoulder in some panic, and landed on a stone beside the black lake in front of him.

Afterwards, it spoke English with an accent similar to that of Linde, to be sure,
"I can know that you are an informal person, so I will call you the boss casually, I will beg for food with you, and even at certain times, I will lose my temper.

I can feel that you treat me not as a pet, nor as a slave, but as your own child!

So when I was an ordinary crow, I understood a truth.When I meet you, my bird life will be far better than those of the same kind who can only be huddled in a cage for food, lodging and shit, and better than those stupid birds who are like free labor and like house elves. "

It's like it's hard for us to face our parents and say 'I love you'.Andersen had never said anything like that before.

But now, it...he, it should be said that it is him, Linde is willing to give him the respect of his peers.

Andersen spread his wings, his head pressed against the ground, as if kneeling, and said these words solemnly.

"I remember you reading a miscellaneous book on wands and wooden materials. I was reading it too, and one thing about it stuck with me.

'When a wizard is defeated by an opponent, his wand also returns to the victor. '

But there is a surprise, and that is the wand made of ash wood.Regardless of whether its master is defeated or not, it will not change the object of its allegiance.That's it for your wand.

My loyalty is like an ash wand.But the difference is:
I'm not like ash and house elves. Their loyalty comes from their innate nature. If you use your words, "loyalty" is something engraved in their genes.

And my loyalty comes from my body, mind, voluntary, unconditional and complete surrender.

I owe my life and soul only to you, the great...no, the great itself—Lind Green Augustus! "

After finishing speaking, Andersen still knelt down on the stone, and the falling snow had accumulated a thin layer on his body.

Linde smiled. Since he brought Andersen back this semester, Linde knew that Andersen's mind was different. In other words, Andersen was much smarter than before.

But he still didn't expect Andersen to say such a thing.

"Come back!" Linde said lightly.

Andersen jumped up, shook the snow on his body, and yelled affectionately while flying, "Boss!"

Linde smiled, didn't say anything, just brushed some snowflakes off Andersen's wings, and then looked at the lake again.

"You said... where is Quirrell now?"

Linde squatted down, picked up a stone, and threw it towards the lake.

"Andersen!"

"Goo!"

"Actually, when Snape told me that Felix's disappearance was because of Quirrell, I very much hoped that Dumbledore and the others could help me catch Quirrell, no matter what they wanted me to pay, even if it was me Harry's stepping stone, I would love to be a death squad.

For as long as I can remember, they have always given me warmth and treated me like family. "

As he spoke, Lin De spit out quite standard Chinese.

"I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."

Linde didn't care if Andersen could understand, and continued talking,

"Whether it's Evelyn or Felix. At that time, I wished that in my sight, an owl would come flying with a letter in the next second, flying to tell me good news, such as catching Quirrell or find Felix.

No matter what, I am looking forward to it all the time.

But in the end I was disappointed.Dumbledore and the others couldn't find Quirrell either!
Then I can only come by myself.

The past is irreversible, the future can be changed.

What if I want to use the future to change the past! "

As he spoke, Lin De let out a long sigh of relief, as if telling the story made him feel much more comfortable.

"Perhaps you have only heard a little about it now. But you will know in the future.

I have held back these words for too long.

I feel like I have mental problems.

Humans are social animals, and their thinking ability will slowly stagnate if they do not communicate with others for a long time, and they will fall into the utopia they build for themselves.

This is especially true after practicing Occlumency.

I feel like I'm about to get sick.

do you know?Last night, Flint volunteered to be my duel partner. I really have an irresistible desire to have a good fight with him.

Maybe he's not enough for me.

Then fight Snape.

At that time, my mind was filled with the desire to fight and vent. "

Linde's voice was getting heavier and heavier.

Andersen also recalled the scene in the Room of Requirement last night.At that time, Linde asked for an empty room, but he was not allowed to go in. After he came out, the empty room had become full of big pits, gravel, burning fire or water stains.

At this time, a few people have already started to walk out of the castle and come to the lawn playground to have fun and roll around.

Linde walked around the black lake slowly, wandering aimlessly on the lawn, and accidentally kicked a goblin.

Linde ignored it and walked over directly.

"I've actually been terrified.

Dumbledore, what do they want?I, or my predecessors, what did they do to make Dumbledore help me so much.

And I've always been afraid of him peeping into my heart, I can only hope that he is a decent white wizard, and he won't do that kind of thing to a child..."

With that said, Lin Dexu shook his palm.

"It's all about not being strong enough!
Dignity is only on the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon.

Whether Quirrell, Dumbledore, or Voldemort...

All my problems are that I have not grasped the "truth"! "

Andersen was on Linde's shoulder, listening to him quietly.No interruptions.

Linde kept talking while walking, and when he was emotional, he would show it with his hands.

He has no other audience.

There is only one bird that will not betray him.

As he spoke, Linde looked quietly at the lawn again. On the left, a couple who looked like they were in the sixth or seventh grade came out arm in arm.

On the right, a boy pushes his friend over, then grabs a goblin and pastes it in his face.

On the Quidditch pitch, the captain of Ravenclaw commanded passionately, his spittle mixed with snowflakes fell on the ground, his face flushed.A rather muscular batsman with a hot face took off his clothes and threw them directly from the broom.

"Look, how happy they are laughing!" Linde pointed them out to Andersen one by one.

In the next second, he slowly put away his hands.

He quickened his pace and walked towards the castle.

The expressionless expression returned to his face.

"But why do I think these things are so boring!"

Linde sighed.

Today, I uttered a lot of backlogged words, and my thoughts have become much clearer,
Thinking about it, Linde was stunned for a moment, and stopped when he was about to step into the castle.

Occlumency

Become!

More than that!
Linde suddenly accelerated into the castle and went straight to the Room of Requirement without saying a word.

After entering the room for practicing spells, he closed the door, impatiently reached into his pocket, and took out a big soft blood-colored jelly ball.

The bloody ball no longer stirs,
But the unicorn's head slowly opened and closed its mouth inside.

What was originally a blood-colored gel ball echoed his heart, but now it is the inner skull.

Linde carefully placed it on the table.

Just now at the gate of the castle, he sensed the change in the skull, as if the old hen that was hatching the egg felt that the child under the buttocks was about to break out of its shell and be born.

He knew that the skull he had sacrificed for a long time was finally about to 'break the shell'.

The skull continued to move, and the mouth opened and closed naturally, as if breathing.

The blood-colored gel gradually shrank, and the bone-white unicorn skull began to form a new horn at the unicorn sawed off by Linde, like a fluid.

This horn is unnaturally curved, like the tentacles of an octopus, or the bones of some strange creature.

About a quarter of an hour later, the blood-colored gel had disappeared, replaced by a unicorn skull on the table, but the difference was that it had an extremely distorted and uncoordinated blood-colored unicorn.

Linde grabbed the horn and picked it up like he was picking up the handle of a guitar, feeling the vibration from it.

At the same time, he touched his left chest with his right hand and felt it carefully.

"My heartbeat and my skull are in sync," Linde laughed.

This kind of thing can make him feel a little interesting!
While this situation with Lindh isn't documented in the books, it's a good one, for sure.

Thinking about it, Linde no longer hesitated, and directly took out the entire scalp of the unicorn from his pocket.

but……

The unicorn's head has shrunk several sizes, and the scalp can no longer perfectly cover the head as Linde planned at the beginning.

"Fortunately, I chose to go out for Christmas!" Linde put away his scalp and skull.There are professionals in Diagon Alley for things like leather modification.

After that, Linde just sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

Now he's going to try Occlumency!
Consciousness entered the depths of Linde's brain extremely smoothly, which was a feeling he had never experienced before.

Like the time tunnel of Doraemon, Linde seems to have passed through a beautiful and radiant space tunnel.

the next moment.

Linde seemed to have come to a study.

There are huge books on several red-brown bookshelves.

Linde stood in front of the bookshelf, reading and reading.

Every book here is his past!

Among them are the earth Linde, the wizard Linde, the murloc Green, and the white ship Bashir Elton.

Linde picked up a book and opened it casually. There was nothing recorded in the book, but silver streamers swirling in it.

Like a Pensieve.

Linde sinks his consciousness into it

It was a vague memory.

When Linde was very young, he often wet the bed, and then his parents would call him to go to the toilet in the middle of the night.

Every time Linde was called out, he could see Mom and Dad getting dressed.

"Mom and Dad like to sleep with their clothes on!"

The young mother touched Xiao Linde's head...

Linde withdrew from this memory, heaved a long sigh, and then slowly inserted the book back into the shelf.

"Honestly, I was pretty stupid at the time, how can anyone sleep with shoes on!

They were worried that I would be scared at home alone, so they told me they like to sleep with their clothes on.

They're just going to run around for a living after I fall asleep again..."

Linde recalled the last thing he felt when he died in his previous life, the crisp sound of the apple and the fruit knife falling to the ground.

Like the sound of a mirror breaking.

The reflection in the mirror is his greatest desire...

(End of this chapter)