Hogwarts lazy snake

Sister Moon Rabbit and a group of sister Stars kicked the scumbag Golden Crow down the mountain.

"Well, let's see how it works. Hey, where are the monsters running to? Look at the sword!"

Horn raised his two sword fingers in a very immature pose and pointed them at the pencils in the pen holder on the table, then controlled them with his mental power.

Then, a dozen pencils in the pen holder suddenly shot up into the sky with a whoosh. When they were about to hit the roof, they were immediately controlled and stopped there.

"Phew~ I almost hit you."

Horn looked at the pencils that stopped in mid-air, took a deep breath, and then controlled the pencils to fly around in front of him like fish.

It was slow and fast in the air, forming a big sword, and then a solid geometric shape (???).

"Zi Zi, take a shower!"

The voice of Horn's mother, Nicholas Lee, came from outside the door.

"Here it comes, the sword is sheathed!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Hearing Li Fei's voice, Horn responded and then put on a master's posture with his hands behind his back, glanced at the sword in the air, and used his mind to fly back and control the pen holder.

Perhaps Horn didn't have good control over the strength, and the pencil made a lot of banging noises when it flew back into the pen holder.

But Horn didn't care now. He picked up his clothes and trotted out the door. He thought of something fun, so he hurried to the bathroom.

In the bathroom filled with mist, Horn was naked, taking a bubble bath in the bathtub full of bubbles.

Horn looked at the faucet that was constantly flowing water. The water from the faucet did not flow into the bathtub as usual but floated slowly.

One drop, two drops, the water slowly condensed into the air, slowly forming a water ball with an undulating surface.

"Hah! Water Dragon Bullet 77."

Horn's hands, which were full of bubbles, were gesticulating randomly in front of his chest. Then he suddenly stopped and pointed at the bathroom wall. The water ball hit the wall with a "snap" and turned into a stream flowing to the ground.

"Look at me changing... changing!"

hum~

Just as the water controlled by Horn was changing into various strange shapes in the air, his head suddenly buzzed, and he felt a dizzy feeling of blood circulation obstruction, just like many young people suddenly standing up from their seats.

Then Horn, who was originally sitting in the bathtub, changed into a sage mode, lying on the edge of the bathtub like Ge You.

"Come, waiting for your arrival~"

"Come on~ Waiting for you!~"

The strange whisper that had appeared several times appeared in Horn's mind again.

However, this time Horn ignored the sudden voice, closed his eyes and entered the spiritual world to recover the mental power he had just consumed.

Horn discovered that since his first magical outburst, his mental power had recovered much faster than before.

When Horne opened his eyes, the water temperature was no longer hot, so he quickly washed his body, dried himself, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.

When Horn passed by the living room, he saw his parents and grandparents watching TV in the living room, so he didn't disturb them and went to check the place where he just felt the sound.

"Horn, go to bed early when you get back to your room."

Just as he was about to walk out of the living room, he heard his father Stock's voice instructing him.

"Okay, good night, Mom and Dad, and good night, Grandpa and Grandma."

After Horn said goodnight to his mother, he left the living room in a hurry. After leaving the living room, he did not go to his room, but ran to the basement.

Horn turned on the light of the stairs leading to the basement. At this time, a household fire axe was suspended in the air beside Ann, and he held his unique magic wand in his hand.

Standing at the door of the somewhat old basement, Horn looked quietly at the wooden door in front of him.

As he stood here, he felt the whispering in his mind becoming clearer and clearer. Horn also felt the blood in his body boiling and agitated, as if there was something attracting him.

Huh~/(n?_?)?━☆

Horn was just like a young man who had only learned three tricks. He opened the door and walked in. Of course, he didn't even raise his wand. He used the illumination spell and a faint red light flickered on the tip of the wand.

"I'll call father tomorrow. Change this light to a push-button switch." Horn said as he walked to a rope against the wall not far from the door, stretched it with his hands to turn on the old-fashioned pull-cord switch, and complained about this inconvenient way of switching the light.

With the sound of the pull-cord switch clicking, the yellow-orange light on the wall lit up, illuminating the entire basement.

Under the light, I saw the basement full of clutter, filled with various discarded cardboard boxes, tools, and some daily spare items.

My father Stocker was repairing some things these days and came down to clean the place, so there wasn't much dust.

"Come! Here! Here! ..."

After closing his eyes, Horn magnified his perception to feel where the call was.

Soon he sensed the specific direction, so Horn opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the whispering call.

Then he came to a corner and found a huge wooden box in the corner.

"Strange, why haven't I seen this box before?"

Horn looked at the old wooden box in front of him and felt a little strange. He had come down to the basement before. Even if he had not carefully observed everywhere, he had at least wandered around.

But what made Horn feel even more strange was that although the acquaintance was right in front of his memory, it felt very unreal. It was as if it was not a real object, but a projected object.

"Confusion magic is still powerful confusion magic."

Horn thought of a spell that often appeared in the series, Confusion Magic. It could be said that it was ubiquitous in the magic world, yet it seemed very ordinary.

Because wizards in the magical world have to be separated from the Muggle world. To isolate themselves, they have to use this magic. It's like the human body has hair to protect the skin on the surface of the body. But in fact, people don't pay too much attention to it, and can even be said to be accustomed to it.

When Horn was recalling these memories, he came to his senses and found that his hands had unconsciously reached out to the old wooden box. Just as he was about to touch it, he suddenly felt a force pushing him from the surface of the wooden box.

At the same time, Horn's body instinctively drove the fire axe that had been beside him to chop at the box.

bang~

But as Horn landed on his butt, the fire axe that was aimed at the box bounced back at an extremely fast speed and landed on the wooden pillar behind Horn.

Horn didn't care whether his butt was hurting or not, and looked forward hurriedly. He saw that the wooden box had changed from a virtual object to a real object.

And it seemed to come alive. With a violent shaking and a clicking sound, the lid of the wooden box slowly opened a crack by itself. Along with the crack, some dim light appeared from the gap.

"I want to see what you are!"

Horn wiped the cold sweat from his forehead because of the axe that had just brushed past him, dusted off his butt, and walked towards the wooden box with his wand in hand.

Just as Horn was about to open the box, a black shadow flew out.

Aguamenti-Clear water like a spring

Horn stumbled back quickly, then quickly chanted a spell and waved his wand to cast a magic trick he had learned in the bathroom on the shadow.

A ball of water condensed in the air and flew towards the black shadow. However, it did not hit the target as Horn had expected, but was dodged by the other party flexibly.

Ga~

Accompanied by a crow's cry, Horn, with the help of the bright orange light, also saw the black shadow flying in the air. It was a black and colorful crow, or more accurately, a raven.

What's even more strange is that this raven is holding a crystal ball the size of a baby's fist in its claws.

It flew around Horn, but Horn didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he felt his body was very strange. His mind told him that he should be prepared this time. But his body told him that it was okay and he was safe.

Horn felt like he was going a little crazy. Was this a typical case of the body not listening to the brain?

Fortunately, the raven did not make any attacking moves. Instead, it stopped in front of Horn, bumped the crystal ball on the ground with its head, and then tilted its head to look at him, as if to say, hey, kid, this is for you.

Horn's body wanted to pick up the crystal ball in front of the raven, but Horn used his willpower to stop this action and also looked at the one in front of him. Yes, there is still that crystal ball.

Just staring at each other with a pair of big eyes.

"For me?"

But Horn didn't know whether he had a seizure or a faulty brain that caused him to say such a thing. It felt like he was asking the other person, and the other person would answer him.

I was afraid of the sudden silence in the air. Now Horn's mind was full of what was wrong with him?

Why would you ask an animal!

A crow! A shiny black crow!

"Gah, yes kid."

But at this moment, the raven actually opened its mouth and spoke some human words.

"Oh, really? Okay, thank you."

After hearing this, Horn's hand transformed and picked up the crystal ball. He also said, "Thank you."

"Ah?~Ah~ You can actually speak? Eh~"

When Horn came to his senses, he looked at the crystal ball in his hand and then at the raven opposite him that was preening its feathers. Then he cried out in surprise and asked the reason.

However, what Horn did not expect was that before he finished speaking, he found that the crystal ball in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light that was so bright that it blinded people.

Horn felt as if a piece of thousand-year-old ice was placed on his forehead, making him shiver, and then he felt his head was very heavy. Then he felt that his body was lying on the cold floor, and he didn't know what happened.

When Horn came back to his senses, he found that he had entered the spiritual world of meditation. But the difference was that this world was undergoing unexpected changes.

In the blink of an eye, Horn was in a huge library laboratory. In front of him stood a slovenly old man wearing a black and white wizard robe.

"Hey, Nicholas's little brat!"