Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

The words fell.

An arm instinctively rose, then froze for a moment, before slowly falling back down.

Hermione stared at Professor Snape in shock, her face saying, "Do we have to learn this too?", as she flipped through her textbook with a rustling sound!

"What's wrong, the erudite last descendant of the Green family?"

Snape curled his lips into a smug and sinister smile, looking down at Thor with an expression of absolute certainty.

"Come on, answer my question... or are you just an ignorant and arrogant fool? Stand up!"

"..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Thor slowly stood up, his gray eyes calmly fixed on Professor Snape in front of him.

Hermione was nearly in tears, frantically flipping through her book "Potions and Magic," but she couldn't find any information about "Living Hell Potion" anywhere!

This...this isn't first-grade material at all!

Hermione only remembered that she had glimpsed the name in a book called "The Edge of Thrill: The Complete Book of Dangerous Potions".

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

As I turned the pages, lines of text filled with notes came into view like earthworms.

No, no, no—!!

Even just a few words will do, as long as they can help Thor get through this test!

As long as I can prove that I can also be of help...!

That imposing, unreachable wall stood before me.

And she is riding on the wings of books, constantly flying higher and higher!

Splash! Splash—

"Why concoct this kind of potion?"

A clear and calm voice suddenly rang out in the silent classroom.

Everyone was stunned. Hermione stopped flipping through the book and stared blankly at Thor, who had just uttered those outrageous words.

...Why?

Because this potion has incredible effects.

Meeting Professor Snape's gloomy gaze, Thor curled the corners of his lips and said sincerely:

"If you want to experience hell, you don't need to go through all this trouble~"

He simply pulled out his wand and waved it lightly—

"Whoosh!"

A shower of crimson roses poured forth!

An intoxicatingly rich fragrance filled the classroom, like a crimson mist.

"Wow……"

The students were stunned, and painful memories of the recent tragedy flooded their minds.

However, no matter how much they resisted, the fragrance still penetrated their nostrils, like a gentle hand caressing their brains, making them drowsy.

Thor's words seemed to come from a very far place:

"The 'Living Hell Soup' is a powerful sedative; look, aren't they also reaching that beautiful shore?"

...There's no need for potions at all.

Drowsy Hermione stared blankly at the textbook in front of her when she suddenly felt a "rip" as the wings she relied on were abruptly torn apart.

That incredible magic was something you wouldn't find in textbooks.

It was something she could never obtain, no matter how much effort she put in.

talent.

An insurmountable wall.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!!!"

With a sudden, loud clatter of needles ticking, Hermione, standing next to Thor, slammed her head hard against the open textbook on the table!

Then, his body twitched a few times before he slowly straightened up.

The textbook was stuck to his face, obscuring his features, and the pages stretched out to the sides.

It resembles the wings of a pair of butterflies.

——【Discovering a Fantasy Novel: "The Butterfly in the Cocoon"!】

Thor's pupils contracted sharply, and he raised his wand, instantly binding the out-of-control Hermione with several thorny branches!

They surrounded her completely!

"Mr. Green!" Professor Snape exclaimed, his eyes grave. "This is—"

"Um."

Thor nodded, his gaze intense.

"It's a new fantasy entity!"

Soft rustling sounds.

A faint sound emanated from the cocoon formed of thorns, as if something was surging within.

Thor frowned. To avoid harming the host, he had to wait until the fantasy entity was fully hatched before subduing it.

He wrapped Hermione up so that he could subdue the illusion immediately.

But why does it feel like... he's become part of this fantasy entity's incubation?

rustling, soft noise.

next second.

"Snap!"

A slender arm forcefully tears through the thorns, emerging from its "cocoon"!

"Th-what kind of monster is that...?"

Ron said, shocked and terrified, looking tremblingly at the long hand.

The arm was enormous, its palm as big as an iron basin, emerging disproportionately from the thorns.

It has dark blue, hairy skin, and is as thin and elongated as some kind of arthropod, even having three joints.

Like tendrils, grasping in mid-air.

[We don't have wings to fly over that high wall]

"puff!"

A pale blue arm extends out, and gray, pungent smoke spills from the gap in the thorns.

[Lacking a distinguished family background]

[Lacking extraordinary talent]

"puff!"

One hand after another emerged, slender and graceful, as if performing a piece of music, extracting lines of text from the pages of the book, which then swirled around like flying insects!

I am a butterfly that cannot fly, a caterpillar that can only trudge along the ground.

Ordinary people call me "Ms. Know-It-All"

But I am trapped in my cocoon, spending my entire life gazing up at that insurmountable wall.

next moment.

"Sizzle!"

The thorns were completely torn apart, and a slender figure, five or six meters tall, floated up to the ceiling. One after another, dark blue arms stretched from the shoulders to the waist, gripping the ceiling.

Two antennae grow from its forehead, and when it tilts its head, long and thick brown hair cascades down like a waterfall, covering its face. Intricate patterns resembling eyes appear on the open book.

False eyes look outward, while true eyes are forever captivated by books.

"call--"

He pursed his lips, and a puff of smoke carrying words escaped, forming three letters in mid-air:

【O】

【R】

【U】

--Who are you?

The next second, those three letters came crashing down on Thor like a hammer blow!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Thor dodged, and the letters formed by smoke crashed down, shattering the long table and chairs and creating three large craters in the floor!

"Holy crap, this is hell...!" Ron stared in disbelief, swallowing hard. "No wonder girls are so scary..."

He and the other students crowded at the doorway, staring at the scene before them with shock and curiosity.

But at that moment, transparent threads floated over and connected to their heads.

In an instant!

"Splash!"

One by one, figures were lifted from the ground like marionettes, suspended in mid-air, their heads turning like pages of a book, ready for people to read!

That's not enough!

Hermione's sharp, agitated voice rang out, and the books on her face swayed, creating mesmerizing patterns.

Countless segmented arms swayed as if playing a musical instrument, but what she was playing was not musical notes, but the thoughts and knowledge of others!

I want more, more, more!!!

"Hiss, why does this illusion feel like it's imitating you? Gray mist, threads." The fire demon leaned out, burning fiercely beside Thor. "With such a deep level of corruption and such a wide range of influence, that thing is definitely at least Tier 2."

"What are you going to do, Master?"

"Bang! Bang!"

Several stun spells were cast on the mutated Hermione, but they had no effect whatsoever.

"Tsk," Professor Snape clicked his tongue in annoyance, then looked at Thor. "What are you going to do with her? Dumbledore won't allow his student to get hurt."

If so many students were injured, Dumbledore would subtly suggest that Thor find another job the next day.

Under the anxious gaze of the human and the demon, Thor dodged the flying smoke letters, looked up, and gazed at the "blue butterfly" that was waving and stretching out its countless arms wildly under the light.

"Ah... I understand."

"What?" Professor Snape was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise, "You knew the solution so quickly?"

However, the Fire Demon shook his head helplessly and sighed as if he had already seen through it all.

Its esteemed owner has fallen ill again...

Thor opened his arms as if to embrace the terrifying, multi-armed monster, his gray eyes shining like stars!

He spoke slowly and deliberately, with deep emotion and excitement: "This is it, this is the most precious thing in the world, this is the golden ball I want to present—"

"That soaring, tireless thirst for knowledge in my mind!!"

This is the biggest difference between him and Miss Hermione.

"Ah, how beautiful!"

Thor's eyes flickered.