Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

Hermione stood in the mist, pacing anxiously.

Just a few minutes ago, I was walking on the familiar streets of the community.

In the blink of an eye, when he came to his senses, he found himself trapped in a thick fog!

The last rays of the setting sun disappeared, and all that could be seen was a dark and thick fog, like a slowly flowing tide.

"Huff, huff! Don't rush, think carefully about what the textbook says..."

Hermione took several deep breaths to encourage herself.

Her face flushed red, and she trembled as she flipped through "Curses and Anti-Curses" in her hands, clutching her wand tightly.

—A few days ago, Hermione was surprised to learn that she was actually a wizard when a tall, thin woman who called herself "Professor McGonagall" knocked on her door!

After experiencing the wonders of Diagon Alley, Hermione immediately plunged into the ocean of knowledge.

"I'm Muggle-born and have never been exposed to magic. What if I can't keep up with the students from those wizarding families?"

With this urgent anxiety in her heart, Hermione practiced magic as hard as she could before school started!

I'm determined to memorize all the textbooks and extracurricular books!

Then, Hermione discovered a magical barrier in her own neighborhood that perfectly matched the description in the book "Curses and Anti-Curses"!

When viewed from a distance, it evokes a subtle, dizzying sensation, like a soap bubble in the sunlight, with iridescent colors.

It is more powerful and more dangerous than the harmless Muggle banishment charm!

Hermione's curiosity was immediately piqued.

I never imagined that a "dark magic stronghold" was hidden near my home where I had lived for more than ten years!

"The book says that if any traces of dark magic are discovered, one should immediately write to the Ministry of Magic to report it..."

Hermione muttered seriously, but her body moved like a puppet, step by step towards the magical barrier.

It was as if a corner of a curtain had been accidentally lifted, revealing orange-yellow eyes peering out from beneath.

Bewitched and manipulated, they stepped into that dark crevice.

When I suddenly came to my senses, I was surrounded by a fog with no direction.

"Pfft!"

The wand lit up twice and then went out, as if its magic had been absorbed by the gray mist, unable to emit even the slightest glimmer of light.

Just as Hermione was biting her lip, trying her best not to show her fear.

A slightly damp, cool sensation suddenly crept up the back of her hand.

Hermione: ! !

She almost screamed and jumped aside in terror, her wide, round eyes reflecting the slender, black, snake-like unidentified object in front of her!

"Four, torn apart!!"

"Bang!"

The wand made a sound, but the spell was not cast.

"Um?"

A questioning mutter came from the mist, but Hermione, in her panic, didn't hear it.

...Oh no, the magic has failed, I'm going to be captured by the evil dark wizard and used for experiments!

Hermione closed her eyes in despair, her mind flashing through the terrifying images she had seen in the book.

Trembling and stiff, he let the cold "black snake" poke and stab at his arm, as if searching for a place to stab with its fangs.

Hermione gritted her teeth and shouted, "I've already called the Aurors, they'll be here soon to take you away!"

This is a lie.

Hermione was already trapped in the gray fog before she wrote the letter.

There was no telephone installed in Auror's office.

This is just to tell those evil dark wizards that she is not someone to be trifled with!

"Oh."

A soft laugh echoed from within the gray fog.

The next second, the pitch-black "snake" suddenly retreated, and a pale hand reached out from the gray mist.

"Sorry, I thought you were a lone illusionist. Turns out you're just a little wizard who wandered in by mistake. My apologies."

"Come on, I'll take you out."

A gentle voice rang out from the mist, nothing like the irrational dark wizard Hermione had imagined.

What, what's going on?

Hermione opened her eyes shakily, still shaken, and stared at the hand that appeared before her, blurting out:

"Why are your hands so pale? And so thin?"

"Because it will help me hold your hand better."

"Why...why don't you come out yourself?"

"Because I am actually standing right in front of you, but your eyes are blinded by magic."

"...One last question," Hermione straightened her back, perhaps emboldened by the gentle, gentlemanly voice, "Are you an Auror?"

"I am not."

The voice answered honestly.

"But I'm familiar with this place, I can take you out."

"..."

Hermione felt a little relieved.

After all, she didn't know much about the magical world, and perhaps Aurors weren't the only ones dealing with dark magic incidents!

She stared at the strange, pale arm in front of her with a conflicted expression, and finally gritted her teeth and grabbed it!

—If this mysterious person wanted to harm her, they would have done so long ago.

At least he's not a bad person.

Exactly! How could the wizarding world allow such conspicuous dark magic to stand so arrogantly in the Muggle community?

The other party must be a very skilled investigator!

Hermione thought confidently, her mind regaining its brilliant insights.

Hermione shuddered the moment she touched that hand.

It's so cool!

It felt like touching a block of ice, devoid of any sense of life; goosebumps crawled up my skin from the point of contact.

...Is this person in poor health?

Hermione walked along nervously for a while, being led around like this.

Suddenly, without any warning.

With a soft "pop," the mist vanished instantly!

A gloomy, dark, and terrifying little manor appeared abruptly before Hermione's eyes, as if squeezed out of thin air!

"what!"

Hermione exclaimed, looking at the mansion in front of her with shock and curiosity.

Through the iron fence, one can see the solemn manor house nestled within, its empty, dark windows like two eyes peering outwards.

"Ah—ah—ah—!"

The cawing of the crow startled Hermione, pulling her back to her senses.

Hermione's eyes lit up, and her heart pounded with excitement!

—Who would have thought that such an ordinary Muggle community would actually hide a secret!

Good heavens! Did she successfully expose the dark wizard's lair? How many points would that earn?

If I were to ask that powerful wizard for help, could I learn a few spells that others don't know?

Hermione turned around expectantly, about to properly thank the "kind person" who had brought her out.

At a glance, I saw the hand I was holding.

—It was a pale, severed hand.

The bottom of the image doesn't depict a person who is "in poor health," but rather a severed hand.

It protruded from a tall, black top hat, the cut surface still slightly oozing blood.

When he saw her looking over, he shyly and kindly squeezed her hand.

It was icy cold.

It has a texture that doesn't have the elasticity of normal skin.

"..."

Hermione's expression went blank.

My gaze followed the pale, severed hand and the top hat, slowly moving upwards until it met a pair of gray eyes, as gray as the surrounding mist.

The boy with straw-colored hair smiled at him, his handsome face captivating.

"Welcome to my mansion, lovely lady."

As the iron gate creaked and trembled, the boy shook his top hat, withdrew his pale, severed hand, and when he stretched it out again, he had a gold-embossed business card between his fingers.

...That damned business card.

Hermione's mind went blank; she couldn't think or understand the absurd scene unfolding before her.

"Tick-tock".

The slight ticking of the gold pocket watch was masked by the creaking of the bearings.

Thor glanced at the pocket watch, his smile widening.

...It seems that it's not wrong to say that we've discovered a "wild fantasy entity".

Thor held his top hat to his chest, gave a graceful bow, and began:

"My name is Saul Green, the current librarian, son of the author Green, and the last descendant of the Green family."

"Welcome again to the Green family mansion."

The words fell.

Creak, creak.

The pitch-black iron gate slowly opened before the two of them, its chilling aura reaching out like tentacles, sending shivers down their spines.

It was as if they were welcoming their master.

"..."

A few seconds later, Hermione let out a sob and burst into tears!

"I...I want to go home, waaaaaah!!!"

—This isn't some "skilled investigator," this is a dark wizard himself!!

That inherently evil dark wizard dared to deceive her like that! He must have just wanted to enjoy the look of despair on her face!

That's so mean!! QAQ

"How touching! What a warm and welcoming guest!"

Thor smiled, waved his wand, and the gray mist behind him enveloped the two of them, drawing them into the deep and mysterious Grimm mansion.

Of course, with him around, there will be no harm done to this beautiful mansion.

On the contrary, you can also appreciate the interesting little ideas of the Green family and explore the secrets buried in the darkness together.