Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

No, no!

Miss Butterfly screamed, her long, slender arms scratching Thor's body, leaving scratch marks on his robes.

However, no matter how much she struggled, the black ink still seeped into the book on her forehead, redrawing the pictures on it.

Seeing this, Miss Butterfly wearily gave up resisting, grabbed Thor's collar, and said angrily, "First you created us, and then you just locked us up like this...!"

I hate you all! You greedy humans!!

Tears streamed down her dark, clouded eyes, like a butterfly's final lament for freedom.

Thor calmly gazed at the despairing, frantic Miss Butterfly, released his grip on her, and said softly, "I told you, I would give you wings."

The words fell.

Suddenly, ink from his fingertips flowed out, passing over Miss Butterfly, and transformed into a pair of beautiful black wings on her back!

[You have used the library's authority to slightly modify the fantasy work "Butterfly in the Cocoon"]

[Erosion level increased from 5.4% to 6.1%]

[Note: The "Modify Fairy Tale" ability is currently not unlocked, and it is not possible to make major changes to the core of the fairy tale.]

Miss Butterfly stopped crying, turned her head in surprise, and fluttered her wings, which were formed from the ink stains on her back: "W-this is...?"

"When I have greater power, I promise I will give you a pair of wings that will allow you to soar freely through the sky."

Thor spoke softly, gazing sincerely into Miss Butterfly's frightening compound eyes, and extended his hand:

"So, can you help me achieve that?"

【...】

Miss Butterfly stared blankly at Thor, only then noticing that this human was different from the ones she had encountered before.

There was no nauseating greed or desire for endless profit.

There is only the purest form of "love" for them.

She had told herself countless times not to trust humans, creatures that are so fickle, but for some reason, she wanted to trust him one more time.

Perhaps it's the warmth emanating from this human soul.

"You humans are really strange."

After a long pause, Miss Butterfly said softly.

【but......】

She suddenly curled the corners of her mouth playfully, moved closer to Saul, and mouthed the words "I can't breathe" into his face.

【I】

【W】

—I do.

next second.

A beam of light shone from Miss Butterfly, detached from Hermione, and transformed into a book:

[Congratulations! You have successfully acquired a Tier 2 Blue Rare Fantasy Form: "Butterfly in the Cocoon"!]

[The novel "Butterfly in the Cocoon" has been cleaned up and renamed "Miss Butterfly, the Know-It-All"]

[Obtained book pages: Miss Butterfly's Complete Problems, Smoke Mimicry]

[①The Complete Book of Miss Butterfly's Questions: "Why not ask the magical Miss Butterfly?" You can ask this fantastical being when you have a question, and there is a certain probability that you will get an answer.]

【② Ever-Changing Smoke: Releases a dense gray smoke that can obscure vision or mimic different forms to gain different powers】

"Once upon a time, there was an ultimate mimic known as the King of Aiden..."

—Another book! Yay!

Saul smiled with delight, feeling his heart, like a library shelf, fill up a little more.

"Moreover, there's more than 'one' fantasy entity."

Thor landed from mid-air, looked at the pale-faced Hermione in his arms, and a smile crept onto his lips.

The precious "golden ball" was obtained, though.

[Fairytale erosion increased by 1.4%]

[6.1%→7.5%]

A smear of pitch-black ink appeared on Thor's fingertip, the mark already spreading to the first knuckle.

At the same time, a new power surged into Thor's limbs and bones!

[You have unlocked a new number of magic slots due to your increased magic proficiency.]

Current number of slots: 2 → 3

The sum of the order that can be used simultaneously at present: 4

Thor's eyes lit up!

We've finally unlocked a new number of slots!!

"That's great! No wonder I'm at Hogwarts; I use magic every day, and my proficiency has improved so quickly!"

"Now, we don't have to live such a tight life anymore—wait a minute."

Thor's gaze lingered on the "Available Orders," and he frowned.

—It is known that he currently has three slot bits, and the sum of the order bits cannot be greater than 4.

In other words, if he wants to equip both the Tier 2 "The Little Match Girl" and the Tier 2 "Mr. Butterfly" at the same time.

We can't put a third book in there.

"Hiss~ I didn't expect that the number of tiers would suddenly become insufficient again."

Sol clicked his tongue in amazement.

"It seems that further study at Hogwarts is still necessary. Although my highest level is 2nd Order, it will be insufficient once I have more books."

"The next step is to increase the number of titles as soon as possible so that we can include and use more high-level books."

Thor nodded.

Just then.

"Um......"

Hermione, nestled in his arms, trembled and slowly opened her eyes, still bewildered.

What came into view was Thor's handsome, dazzling face.

His misty gray eyes gazed at her with concern, and a gentle voice uttered, "How are you feeling, Miss Granger?"

"..."

Hermione froze, then felt a burning heat spread down her neck to her ears!

She now finally understands why some girls like to read those "uninformative" prince stories.

It's really unbearable.

......

The smoke gradually dissipated.

The students who had been pulled up by the silk threads fell to the ground like dumplings being dropped into boiling water, and sat up one by one in a daze.

"Strange... I feel like my head is blank, like I've forgotten something..." Ron scratched his head in confusion, then exclaimed in alarm, "Wait! Has all my knowledge been absorbed? No way!!"

Harry: "That monster will unfortunately open a coconut with an empty shell."

Ron was enraged and chased after him.

The professors who rushed over, upon seeing this scene, all froze at the doorway, letting out a sharp, explosive sound:

"Merlin above! What...what on earth has happened?!"

"The concentration of dark magic here is like a gathering of dark wizards! Is this still the holy Hogwarts?!"

"Could this all be the work of that first-year student, Mr. Saul Green? It's unbelievable! I dare say some adult wizards couldn't even put on this kind of show!"

Professor McGonagall, the headmaster of Gryffindor, rushed forward, and upon seeing his student staggering about, he felt a wave of dizziness!

It's only been a week since school started!

Has the Green family's "source of pollution" finally given up so quickly?!

...No, it seems like Thor wasn't acting at all from the beginning.

So sincere it's outrageous.

"Miss Granger! Come with me to the infirmary right now!"

Professor McGonagall strode forward, grabbed the dazed Hermione, and tried to drag her to the school infirmary to force her to lie down for a week.

"Please wait a moment."

Thor's voice suddenly rang out, meeting Hermione's frightened and uneasy brown eyes, and he smiled:

"Don't worry, you're not hurt at all, you just need to rest."

"Before that, could I have a minute of your time, Miss Granger?"

With that, Thor waved his wand, and a thorn wrapped around something flew over and placed it in his hand—

That was a toad wearing a golden crown.

Thor raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly and clearly:

"Let me prove to you that everything I said before came from the bottom of my heart."

The most precious thing is not great power.