Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"We can find a few people to play with!" Neville finished enjoying the delicious dinner and said while wiping his mouth, "Wait a minute, I'll ask someone else."

Neville stood up and walked to the other side of the room to ask other Slytherin classmates.

Soon after, several classmates came over happily, and they also joined the card game.

The whole room was filled with laughter and laughter. The card game lasted for a long time and everyone was very happy.

"Forget it, let's not play anymore. I have to go back to bed." Blelim looked at his watch and found that it was already half past ten. "I have morning classes tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, good night." Neville and other students also began to yawn, and not long after Blyrim left, they gradually dispersed.

After returning to the dormitory, Blilim simply washed up and then lay on the bed. Thinking of the memories of tonight, he felt a warm feeling in his heart——

He didn't know why a Muggle-born wizard like him was assigned to Slytherin House, but in Slytherin, a house with a solemn and mysterious atmosphere, he quickly found his sense of belonging.

Brilim slowly closed his eyes and fell into a sweet dream.

However, when he fell asleep, a dark shadow quietly broke into his dream——

Brilim dreamed of a strange and extremely handsome boy, with hair as black as ebony and skin as white as snow.

Blilim began to feel a little uneasy. Blilim began to roll back and forth on the bed, as if he could not sleep comfortably no matter how he slept.

The handsome boy in the dream was getting closer to Blilim step by step. Blilim became more and more frightened. He wanted to break away from this dream, but he couldn't. The boy got closer and closer.

Soon, the boy and Blarim were standing face to face, and Blarim seemed to be able to feel the boy's breath——

It was a breath as cold as ice.

Blelim felt like his internal organs were frozen from the inside out. His thoughts slowed down and his body became stiff, but he was powerless to do anything about it——

Blilim, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly sat up and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was still dreaming. However, he climbed out of the bed with stiff limbs and walked towards the outside of the dormitory.

As if sleepwalking.

Blilim's actions seemed strange, as if his body was not under his control at all, but a puppet in someone else's hands. Blilim continued to walk driven by this inexplicable force. , keep walking

Soon, Blelim arrived at the door of the Slytherin dormitory.

He walked out of the dormitory and continued to move forward.

He walked to the stairs, jumped up and down the stairs.

After arriving at the first floor of Hogwarts, he continued to move forward, stopping and walking again.

When he came to the stairs, Blelim would jump up and down again until he came to the door of Horace Slughorn's office.

The originally locked office didn't know why, but after a few gentle pushes from Blelim, it opened.

Blelim walked in quickly, and then stood blankly in the center of the office, spinning in circles like a top.

One lap. Two laps. Three laps.

After turning around five times, Blelim jumped back again, just like when he came, he seemed to be sleepwalking and returned to his bed.

When his head hit the pillow, it seemed as if some kind of power was withdrawn from his body, and Blelim's whole body softened instantly, falling into a deep sleep.