Archdruid of Hogwarts
Chapter 81 Nightmare
At around five o'clock in the morning, Quirrell returned to the dormitory and checked his punctured foot. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. He took some medicine and the matter was solved.
Hold on tight, you can still sleep for two hours, sleep!
I fell asleep quickly, and about half an hour later, the nightmare started.
This dream was very simple. He suddenly found himself in a meadow of flowers, with exotic flowers and plants everywhere. This made him very happy because he liked to make wild flower specimens.
While they were happily picking, the flowers and plants suddenly deformed and turned into grotesque twisted trees, thorny vines with sharp thorn tips dripping with venom, and piranha flowers that were similar to Halloween pumpkins, but uglier and more ferocious.
He wanted to escape, but had no way to escape. He was strangled by thorns and his body was covered in blood. Then the piranha bit off his head. Strangely, there was a third-party perspective at the end, and he could clearly see his headless body. Twitching, blood spurted out of Lao Gao's cavity...
"Ah!" Quirrell was frightened and woke up with cold sweat on his head. It took him a long time to recover.
Then he started cursing and complaining, mainly against Woodburst, but also against Hagrid, who was rough and tactful.
After feeling better, he tried to sleep again. It's not easy to fall asleep this time.
After tossing and turning for a while, I became confused and fell asleep again.
In this half-dream and half-awake state, the nightmare comes again.
This time it was a dream that he got the Sorcerer's Stone and successfully resurrected Voldemort.
Voldemort rewarded him with a lot of money and the ability to focus on what he loved.
Soon after, he received the Order of Merlin, First Class, flowers and honors for his major discoveries in magical plants, and became the youngest principal in the history of Hogwarts.
When he arrived at Hogwarts, those who had laughed at him in the past stood dejectedly on both sides of the auditorium door, respectful to him. Snape even looked ashamed and trembled...
Originally, all this was quite beautiful, but Dumbledore suddenly appeared in front of him and yelled at him: "You are a traitor!"
He tried to defend himself.
However, Dumbledore didn't listen to him at all, and tore off his disguise, turned into Voldemort, and shouted: "You are a traitor!"
Then a killing curse killed him.
Finally, the third-party perspective appeared again. The moment he was killed, his body was as gray as a dead tree, and he fell to the ground and turned into a pile of decayed fragments, while his soul dissipated as soon as it flew out.
He was grieving for himself, how could it end like this? How could he die so miserably?
Then he woke up and found himself sobbing...
Unlike Quirrell, Ernie's nightmares can start at any time. As long as he falls asleep, he will inevitably have nightmares.
For example, right now, he fell asleep in Professor McGonagall's class.
Professor McGonagall has a serious character and does not rub sand in his eyes, but when it comes to Ernie, he is very helpless.
Professionally, she really couldn't teach Ernie much, especially since Ernie had no interest in applying deformation effects to other people or objects.
Moreover, Ernie has now successfully advanced to the level of sleeping king. He uses a self-made back and a timed petrification spell to make himself sit upright on a chair like a wooden body and a clay sculpture, with artificial eyes attached to his eyelids.
This artificial eye is no worse than the painting of a beautiful woman on the wall door of the Fairy Bar in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. It is very smart and has micro-expressions, as if it has its own consciousness.
The whole situation in Versailles was enough to give Professor McGonagall a lot of face, so Professor McGonagall could only turn a blind eye.
Oh, by the way, the Ningshen Flower perfume provided by Ernie privately is really good. Not only does it smell good and unique, but it also has medicinal effects. Professor McGonagall used it for the first time and happened to meet Hagrid. He inhaled wildly without feeling embarrassed, and said with an intoxicated face that it was so good...
After falling asleep, Ernie found himself in a strange passage composed of countless ruins. Knowing that he was in a nightmare world again, he felt uneasy.
As the master of his own nightmare, one of his advantages is that he is awake in the nightmare.
Then this advantage was easily taken advantage of by him. When he was sober, he could harvest his emotions at any time, so no matter what situation he encountered, he was in the most rational and wisest state.
In fact, when it came to the complexity and horror of nightmares, he dared to say that as a time traveler, he was definitely at the top of all living beings.
Like this scene before me, it has the elegance of the space-time tunnel in front of the final boss of Yamaguchi Mountain {Revisiting Karazhan}:
Everything breaks into pieces, forming a whirlpool of light, and the broken items form a suspended bridge, like a few large rocks on a stream, or like a trap with traps, which makes people feel suspenseful.
Then he flew directly over...
Want to mess with me?
Oh, my dream, I am the biggest, no one is more awesome than me.
Some time ago, Ernie couldn't be so arrogant.
Although he understands the truth, the scene is too realistic, which still makes him subconsciously assume the psychological state of facing reality instead of firmly believing that he is omnipotent.
So he endured various hardships, being hacked to death, torn to pieces, and thrown to death...
It can be said that if he hadn't been able to harvest his emotions, he wouldn't have been able to survive even one night without going crazy.
He was not crazy, but his mental energy was consumed too much and he had a headache and fatigue, but he was also excited and unable to sleep. Once this situation lasted for too long, problems would inevitably arise.
As everyone knows, Neltharion, the Black Dragon King of Yamaguchi Mountain, was tortured and driven crazy by the ancient god N'Zoth using this kind of fatigue interrogation.
Pressure is motivation, and the Occlumency technique, which has not made obvious progress, has finally been mastered by Ernie.
This time it was finally the end of all the hardships.
To put it simply, at the deep level, you sleep sweetly; at the shallow level, you dream when you fall asleep, and you dream until dawn!
So now Ernie will go to the nightmare world whenever he falls asleep.
If you want to think about the universe, you can't do it while falling asleep, but in a normal state, regardless of deep or superficial levels.
Nightmares are profound, searching for the weaknesses in people's hearts and digging into the deepest fears in their hearts.
Like now, Ernie is facing the Nightmare God.
This Nightmare God combines Lovecraft's old concepts, the ancient gods on the mountain pass, setting elements from games such as Bloodborne and Dark Souls, and even makes Ernie feel guilty. , some people and things from painful past lives.
It can be said that under normal circumstances, just one look at this kind of thing will definitely arouse all kinds of emotions and desires, and then quickly become obsessed with it and lead to collapse.
Now, Ernie relies on his legendary hand speed to constantly harvest all kinds of emotions and face them head-on.
It's like chopping onions. Even though you've been stimulated to the point of crying, you still have to stand in front of the chopping board. It's hard for Ernie, and there will always be a day when the 'trial fear' fatigue occurs.
As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.
The same goes for this, when all the rubbish things hidden in the heart are repeatedly stirred up, and finally can be laughed off, that is when the nightmare is completely conquered.
Of course, it is true that there is a long way to go.
Ernie had plans for this.
Now it’s 100% emotional harvesting.
When you have adapted to a certain level and feel that the challenge is not enough, then reduce it in steps of 90% and 80%.
In this way, the power of the nightmare will become stronger, and he will continue to tremble in a new round.
When there is no emotional currency to be harvested at all, the nightmare is chewed into tasteless gum and allowed to be 'chewed' and then pinched and pulled around.
A week passed in a flash.
This week, Audio-Technica, Justin, and Hannah were all busy studying for exams, while Ernie slept through almost all the classes.
The only exception to Potions class is sick leave.
In Snape's private words: "Two Potions classes a week, once I broke my arm, and once I broke my ribs. Those who didn't know thought that the Potions class was also cursed!"
Yes, Ernie is that cruel.
From a certain perspective, this can be regarded as the sequelae of shaking M caused by the continuous struggle with nightmares.
Ernie, who had fallen into an 'indifferent' state, could now dig out his eyeballs without any emotion.
The negative emotions have been harvested too much, and the self-protection instinct of normal people has been lost.
Even Dumbledore had a special talk with Ernie about this. He only gave up after making sure that Ernie had rationality and a sufficient amount of positive emotions and negative emotions.
Compared to Ernie, Quirrell is in a different state.
The Weasley twins laughed: "Professor Quirrell is sleepwalking in class."
Not everyone liked George and Fred's antics, feeling that they sometimes went too far.
But this time, all the little wizards who had taken Quirrell's class agreed with the Weasley twins' statement, and even felt that saying so was being lenient.
In fact, it is much more than sleepwalking.
Crazy!
This is a description used more and more frequently by young wizards.
For example, while I was giving a lecture, suddenly ‘Ouch! ' The voice frightened all the little wizards, and then Quirrell explained: "It's okay! It's okay!"
Recently, the pattern has changed again, or in other words, it has intensified.
It's like suddenly transforming into a stage actor, adding drama to yourself, and suddenly kneeling there with a sad face, crying and praying for mercy, as if there is a mixture of gods, parents, dead girlfriends and other concepts in front of you. The presence.
Moreover, one person played more than two roles. Before he wiped off the big snot, he suddenly became another character, with a cold expression, stern eyes, bossy movements, and the tone and demeanor of his speech, as if he was an emperor or even God.
The little wizards were frightened and begged with pity: "Professor, go see a doctor..."
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