The Psychic Wizard of Hogwarts

After a busy night, Delal could finally throw himself into the comfortable big bed.

The night was getting darker. On the bed next to him, Duck had already fallen into a deep sleep. Under the bright light of Delal's bedside, the boy stared intently at the book in his hand. The occasional sound of turning pages was the temporary main theme in the space. Next to her, Chris was holding her hand and smacking her mouth from time to time.

Outside the window, the light under the water became pitch black due to the dim night tonight. After an unknown amount of time, Delal finally stopped flipping through the books in his hands, closed the books and put them on the bedside, and stood up from the bed softly. I walked slowly to the window with bare feet and stared at the boundless darkness outside the window.

The boy's delicate face was printed on the window, and the eyes hidden behind the glasses suddenly glowed with a faint golden light, and the flames seemed to penetrate the darkness in front of him and spread infinitely.

Delal stood in front of the window wearing floral pajamas until a thick fleshy arm cut through the darkness and slowly entangled itself from the corner of the window.

A penetrating big eye suddenly appeared in the middle of the window, staring straight at Delal.

"Paul, it's finally here. I can hardly bear it anymore. Although I have a day off tomorrow, I'm still a little tired." There was a hint of teasing in his words, and he said to Paul outside the window.

"Gululu" as Paul made a sound, bursts of bubbles drifted down from the window toward you on the water.

"It's gotten so big, it needs work, Paul."

As he was talking, Dak's voice suddenly murmured in his sleep behind him, "Delal, who are you talking to? What are you doing if you haven't rested so late?"

As he said that, he wanted to stand up. Delal suddenly felt a terrifying light flashing from the big eyes outside the window, and strong mental fluctuations slid around him and hit Duck on the bed behind him.

"Ugh~" The boy who had not yet sat up, struggled for a moment and then fell heavily on the bed and fell asleep again.

"Paul has made great progress. In just half a month, you can interfere with other people's minds." He said with shining golden eyes facing the giant eyes in front of him.

Delal could clearly feel the strong spiritual field of the guy outside the window, permeating the entire room.

"Although it feels very powerful, Paul, you have to work harder for this kind of filling that is a bit like cotton wool, although it doesn't have to be at least corundum like me."

Conveying his opinion to Paul, "Now, you can tell me what you want to say."

"Gululu" turned his dark green eyes and emitted a strong green light that shot straight towards Delal. Seeing the oncoming light, Delal didn't dodge and went straight towards it. Then a picture appeared in his mind. In the middle, like a fish swimming quickly along the stone edge with the school of fish, over a rock, what comes into view is the ruins of a palace standing next to the cliff. Among the ruins of the buildings, there are fish of all sizes. people.

The angle of view was zoomed in, and the blue-green fishman who had not fully recovered from his injuries was standing on the altar in the middle, speaking loudly and emotionally to the people around him. The fishmen suspended in the water just looked at him indifferently, saying nothing. The silent atmosphere makes people feel a bit...

As he was watching, a palm like a chicken's claw suddenly grabbed the swimming fish. The perspective shifted, and a withered gray-green fish-man face was revealed, and he slowly revealed his fangs.

"Click" Youyu finally fell into darkness, but a word from the side made Delal's eyes flash slightly.

"That is our other shore, you are not qualified to step there... Lear..."

The world fell into complete silence, and deathly darkness became the main theme. The images in his mind disappeared and Delal looked at Paul outside the window.

"I understand, just speed up your growth."

"Grumble!"

"Meow" Dral?

Full of sleepiness, Kris walked slowly to the window, raised her hand and covered herself with yawns (__)(-.-)(~O~)...(-.- ) mouth.

"Meow!" Paul's horrifying eyes obviously blinded Chris, who was still sleepy.

"Meow!" Delal, is this Paul?

Although he was frightened, he still sensed through contact that it was the octopus he once was, but it had changed a lot from what it was at the beginning.

"Well, it's him." He leaned down and held Chris in his arms, gently stroked her furry head with his right hand, looked out the window and said to Paul.

"Go on, Paul, I understand. Help me continue to inquire about relevant information."

After "Gululu" said hello, the giant thing outside the window slowly swam backwards with its fleshy arms, and its huge eyes disappeared into the dark water world with a faint light.

Goodbye "Meow" Paul.

When Chris saw Paul leaving, she poked her head out of Dral's arms, stretched out her hand to grasp the window in front of her, and tapped her thick fleshy wrist lightly in the darkness, then let out a wave of spiritual fluctuations and completely disappeared in front of her. in the darkness.

"Okay, let's rest."

"meow"

Holding Chris in his arms, he walked towards the bed. After the lights went out, the brightly lit room at the bottom of the lake finally fell into a sweet dream like the surrounding environment.

The spiritual field surrounding the dormitory gradually dissipated, and Paul slid his flesh wrist and swam deeper.

After a night of silence, he woke up from his sleep in the morning. Delal opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling quietly. The sound of waves crashing outside the window was transmitted to the room along the rocks on the lakeside. He sat up with help on his body. The window was originally clear. The bottom of the water became turbid.

After shaking his head and waking up, looking at Dak who was still immersed in sleep, Delal smiled and stood up to start a new day.

After a short wash, Delal put on his slightly wrinkled school uniform and muttered to himself depressedly.

"I still need to order two sets of clothes and do it after dinner."

After straightening the wrinkles in her hair, she put the magic spell in place, picked up Chris who was curled up on the bed, and walked out.

In the early morning at Hogwarts, the crowd was as quiet as the night before. The only sound in the empty corridor was the boy's light footsteps.

Walking along the escalator to the Hufflepuff lounge, I found the oil painting of fruit and rubbed the pear in the painting. "Hahaha" As the laughter rang out, Delal opened the door in front of him and came into the room. A mixture of noisy sounds entered his ears.The house elves who were working temporarily put down their work when they heard the sound of footsteps. When they saw it was Dral, they smiled kindly at him and continued what they had not finished.

The boy, who was already familiar with it, called out "Qili" skillfully.

"Pa" a familiar figure flashed before his eyes, and the little man with a hint of excitement in his eyes said happily, "Mr. Suitland, are you the same?"

Delal said helplessly, "You don't have to call me sir, just call me Delal."

"Same as usual, but I would be very honored if I could have a cup of black tea with a special blend this morning." He said with a teasing smile on his lips.

Qili said excitedly as if he didn't hear Dral's teasing.

"Okay, no problem, Mr. Suitland."

"Black tea? No problem, I'll make sure you're satisfied." He walked towards the kitchen stove with cheerful steps.

Delal looked at the leaving figure, smiled and touched Chris in his arms.

"Meow!" As if smelling the aroma of food, the girl in her arms struggled to wake up from her sleep, squinting her eyes and yelling softly at Delal.

"Meow" Delal, are you in the kitchen?

"Qili has already gone to help us make breakfast. We can have breakfast in a while."

After finishing her words, Chris stretched her body to the limit and moved her somewhat stiff body.

"Is Miss Chris awake?" Chili came over with two plates full of food in his hands and put the plate full of Chris aside.

"Meow" Dral, put me down, put me down.

Sensing Chris's urgent mood, Delal gently placed her on the table aside.

"Aaaah!" The way Chris was cooking made the boy who was already a little hungry feel full of malice.

"Sir, this is yours. The black tea needs to wait for a while. After all, it is a special blend." He blinked his big eyes mischievously and ran to the kitchen stove in the distance without waiting for Delal to speak.

It exudes an attractive sheen of oil, with alternating fat and thin bacon, as well as yellow and white fried eggs and waffles covered with honey.

"Gudong" the saliva sounded, and Delal raised the knife and fork. "Then I'm welcome."

In the morning, one person and one cat enjoy delicious food and enjoy the perfect time in life. During this period, the chat with Chili filled the happy emotions between one person, one cat and one elf.