Hogwarts lazy snake

As night completely enveloped Hogwarts, the castle fell into silence and darkness.

The moonlight shines on the ancient stone walls, as if covering them with a mysterious veil. The candlelight in the corridor flickers faintly, and the shadows lengthen. The wind whimpers through the window cracks, as if telling ancient secrets, and the portraits on the wall are asleep, occasionally mumbling.

The hall is gloomy, the dome is looming, and the moonlight shines through the colored windows, casting mottled light and shadows like a dream puzzle. The books in the library are sleeping, and the classroom equipment is quiet and exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

The basement stairs are winding, dark, and dripping water is chilling. The night wind whistles at the top of the tower, and the flags flutter.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight climbed above the clouds. The light of the newly rising sun reflected on the surface of the Black Lake and shone through the windows of the Slytherin dormitory, making the dormitory seem to be wrapped in a colorful rainbow, beautiful, mysterious and quiet.

The other little wizards were still asleep, but there was movement on Horn's bed. He moved slightly, then slowly opened his eyes, his hair was messy, and his eyes were bleary-eyed.

Horn adjusted himself to the light. His body felt heavy and his head felt dizzy. He stretched himself and muttered as he slept soundly.

He took out a pocket watch and looked at the time. Six forty-six!

I perked up, sat up and rubbed my eyes, thinking about the problems I didn't have time to think about last night.

If you feel your own body and find that there is nothing wrong with it, no punctures, no scratches, and no damage caused by external objects, then it is not your own body.

Well, wait, this...this feeling, is it a relapse?

No, this one doesn't have any desire to be the Snake King or be lazy.

Thinking of this, Horn pretended to lie down on the bed and began to slowly enter a state of meditation.

In that space last night.

Horn looked at the sea of ​​stars that was like a vast ocean and was stunned for a moment.

Oh, now Horn is not a physical body, not even a spiritual body, so he can't make this expression.

There is no ghost at all, if he had not rebelled against his ancestors before, instead of engaging in such a fierce battle.

Suddenly, Horn noticed that one of the stars in this sea of ​​stars seemed different. As Horn's mind approached the star, he saw a scene that shocked him so much that even his invisible thoughts were shattered.

Horn's body in the Slytherin dormitory trembled as if he had a nightmare.

I opened my eyes wide, feeling my pounding heart, put one hand on my chest, clenched the other, took a deep breath, and tried to calm it down. But my trembling body, rapidly flowing blood, and pounding heart were all gone.

The scene he saw kept appearing in his mind, and the vast sea of ​​stars like the ocean kept emerging in his mind, and every twinkling star seemed to be telling a mysterious story.

Especially that one unique star, on which sat a person who looked like himself five years younger. However, that illusory body showed signs of beginning to solidify at the dantian position. This scene was like a spell, deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

"Yang Shen? .....Then....Could that be the legendary...Yang Shen?"

Horn lay on the bed and recalled himself on the sea of ​​stars. His eyes were wide open, full of shock and disbelief. The ghost-like intangible entity, or his own Yin Spirit, every part of his skin and appearance had begun to condense into a physical Dantian.

He felt as if he were in a fantastic dream, yet it was extremely real. His mind was like a wild horse running wildly, trying to understand this incredible scene.

Yes, it’s not the Yang God yet, but it has begun. No, it is an entity that already has a small position.

Horn collapsed on the bed, his body still shaking. He tried hard to calm himself down, but the shocking scene kept appearing in front of his eyes, making it impossible for him to control his excitement.

Both physically and mentally, I was completely overwhelmed by this sudden discovery.

However, Horn still wanted to be on the safe side and see if it was true. So Horn entered the cave. When Horn entered the cave, the magic light of the teleportation magic circle at the entrance of the cave manor just lit up.

Horn sat down on the ground, but he couldn't care less at this moment. He even felt that he didn't die from the fall, so there was nothing to talk about or worry about.

He sat down beside her and crossed his legs. His consciousness once again entered the location of the Sea of ​​Stars.

This time, Horn did not appear in his Dantian space in a God's perspective mode, but his consciousness directly possessed the body of the "Yang God" above the Sea of ​​Stars.

Although he was in the body of the "Yang Shen", it was like a ten-year-old child trying to lift a Guan Dao, he couldn't do it at all. It was like Horn only had the ownership of the house, but because he was not old enough, he could only live in it and couldn't sell it or make the decision.

Feeling the power that could create the world, Horn knew that this was just an illusion caused by the sudden increase in power. But as for the mysterious noseless thing, Horn felt that it was easy to catch.

This is not an exaggeration at all. You know, those Yang Gods in Horn's memory were the ones who could destroy mountains with one palm and split the earth with one foot. Although they cannot be compared with the land immortals who can fly into the sky and hide in the ground, after all, they are one level lower, but flying should not be a problem for them, right?

But these are not what Horn needs right now. What he needs is to vent.

However, these are not what Horn really needs right now. What he urgently needs at this moment is to vent.

Horn, who was sitting on the ground, slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, a mysterious light seemed to burst out from his eyes.

He began to carefully feel the power surging in his body. The muscles on his face gradually twisted, and the corners of his mouth tilted back sharply, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. He looked almost ferocious.

Then he slowly opened his mouth, and the laughter rushed out of his throat like a surging wave.

"Hahahaha! Yang Shen, I'm going to succeed!"

Horn's voice exploded like thunder throughout the Slytherin dormitory, and the walls seemed to tremble slightly in this crazy laughter. Every note was filled with his uncontrollable excitement and ecstasy, as if to break through this small space and rush into the endless sky.

"Hahahahahahaha, Magical World, I love you so much!"

His laughter became more and more crazy, and the entire cave was filled with this wanton laughter. The echo continued to vibrate in the air and lingered for a long time.

"It's done, it's going to happen!"

Every word was like a magic spell burning with blazing fire, pouring out of his mouth with endless heat and madness. His body shook violently with laughter, and his hands waved wildly in the air, as if announcing his upcoming brilliant achievement to the whole world.

At this moment, Horn was completely immersed in this crazy joy and couldn't extricate himself.

"Haha, Master Dao, I~did it~did it...ah~cough cough cough~"

After uttering this sentence, Horn's expression and words came to an abrupt halt, frozen in place, as if someone had suddenly grabbed his throat.

Then he restrained his recent madness and seemed to have turned back into that cute and weird little guy.

Horn looked around for a while, then took out a box of milk from the small space bag and started drinking it with a guilty conscience. After all, he had just shouted so loudly that his throat was a little dry and he needed to moisten it.

He looked at the recliner not far away, at the direction of the tripod table, and then at the relatively desolate ecological environment around him. He pushed his glasses and thought that it was time to learn some powerful meteorological magic, as well as some magical plants or seeds.

"Well, it seems that we should ask Carrot to go to Diagon Alley and buy some. Well... we can also ask Hei Si to come with us... Right!?" Horn said that it had been two days, how could he have forgotten about this nagging crow, and turned around to look for it, shouting as he searched:

"Hei Si! Where are you? Come out!"

"Hei Si! Are you asleep? Come out quickly, or I will let Luobo go out to play by himself and I won't take you with me!"

After searching outside the manor, he found a small lake and a big tree, and there was only a small patch of grass that Horn had brought in. There was no place for the crow to hide. He even used his mental power to search the roof of the house, but found nothing.

So Horn wondered whether Heisi had stayed in the manor or returned to the rest area of ​​the manor. Although the possibility was not high, the crow rarely went into the manor since it woke up, saying that it would affect its flight.

After entering the house, he also used a loud voice amplifying spell.

"Hei Si, are you dead?"

"Kuroshi, did you go to the ladies' room again?"

"Uncle Hei Si? Hei Si, your uncle!"

Horn had searched the entire manor, from the bedroom and kitchen to the library and even the bathroom. He rubbed his smooth chin with his fingers and thought, "Let's go out first. Since we can't find it here, could it have run away by itself?"

That's impossible. Apart from anything else, Dumbledore is the headmaster of Hogwarts and must have a certain degree of control over the school castle. As for why it is not all of it, it is of course the Chamber of Secrets of the four founders of Hogwarts!

A primary school student wearing glasses once said that if you eliminate all impossibilities, then whatever remains, no matter how unbelievable, must be the truth. The scheming frog keeps touching your belly! Outside!

I took out my pocket watch and looked at the time. It seemed that almost an hour had passed since I started going crazy... The time I had wasted plus the time I had spent looking for ducks. I had to go check it out, otherwise I would be discovered.

Others may not be able to see that ravens are alchemical creatures, but Dumbledore is not only a good friend of Nicolas Flamel, but also seems to be a genius alchemist himself. This is why when he went to the principal's office, he should have taken off his silver-framed glasses or not worn them at the entrance banquet.

But he had to wear it, because if it weren't for this pair of glasses, which he made by reading books, studying, and piecing together the frame using various materials left by his ancestor Ambot that he found in Dongtian Manor.

His powerful mental power is like when his magic power is raging, everything around him is floating. You can imagine the scene of Magneto controlling everything with magnetism.

Moreover, during those two months, his body seemed unable to withstand such a strong mental force. It was like a hard little iron ball in a low-quality glass bottle, moving around inside, and it would break if not handled with care.

Although after two months of training, he was able to control it a little bit, at least ensuring that he would not hurt himself, and it was also through constant practice of magic and venting of power that he acquired the ability to cast silent and wandless spells.

However, Horn still feels a little scared when he thinks about the day he awakened and how he used his abilities over and over again but nothing happened. He doesn't know whether he is lucky or is in the novice protection period.