Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

"...Haha, thank you for the compliment, Mr. Green."

Dumbledore kept smiling.

"I trust my intuition; you're different from that black-haired boy from before."

As he spoke, Dumbledore leaned closer to Thor and whispered playfully:

"After all, you're a Gryffindor~"

A heavy "humph" came from the portrait on the wall.

"What do you think, Mr. Green? If you're willing, I'll personally sign your appointment letter right away."

Dumbledore smiled, his wrinkled, aged face radiating pure kindness and gentleness.

"I hope that even if you are a little different, you can still enjoy all sorts of fun in Hogwarts, an inclusive school."

"Not just carrying the burden of the Green family."

If he could do it all over again, Dumbledore would treat everyone in his life with the same patience and love he has now.

"..."

Thor gazed intently at the old man before him, looking into his deep eyes.

Suddenly, he exclaimed, "Professor Dumbledore, if you were to be possessed by a fantasy entity, it would be a huge one."

"But don't worry." Thor stood up, held his top hat to his chest, and smiled brightly. "I, the librarian, will definitely keep you safe."

May you find the book you want in the library.

On the wall, Phineas Black couldn't help but hum again.

—How dare a mere first-grader spout such nonsense about "protecting the greatest wizard of our time"?

Ha, they're utterly ignorant of their own limitations!

...but I don't know why.

Phineas, however, could not bring himself to utter the sarcastic words.

Perhaps it was the radiance emanating from the student, or perhaps it was the awe-inspiring aura that commanded respect.

After a long pause, Phineas Black muttered under his breath, "How did this guy get sorted into Gryffindor? How come he wasn't in Slytherin?"

Severus, you useless piece of trash!!

Thor extended his hand and shook hands with Dumbledore solemnly.

Dumbledore picked up a quill, conjured a piece of parchment, and carefully signed Saul Green's "letter of appointment."

This means that he will be able to ride on the head of the administrator, Filch.

"I have only one request, Mr. Green," Dumbledore said seriously, his smile fading. "No student must suffer irreversible harm."

"No, that would be a disgrace to my personal honor."

Saul accepted the appointment letter amidst Principal Phineas Black's shout of "He's a Slytherin!"

After examining it for a moment, the magic wand tapped lightly, and dazzling, luxurious gold threads appeared on the edge of the parchment.

The words "[Librarian - Saul Green]" are elegantly written in the center.

Instantly.

Dumbledore suddenly felt an unseen force connecting him to Thor through the parchment!

It's as if the moment you sign your name, this parchment, which has a somewhat deceptive nature, transforms into a formal contract!

In an instant, Dumbledore seemed to see a golden thread that stretched into Thor's soul and connected to a magnificent library!

It seems that anyone who seeks help in front of this parchment can do so.

Thor could hear it.

"...Ha, this is completely unexpected." Dumbledore murmured as he came to his senses, feeling a touch of admiration.

He was wrong before.

Saul Green did not possess the same talent as Voldemort's predecessor, Tom Riddle.

Rather, it's his talent that far surpasses Tom's!

I'm really looking forward to seeing how Thor will develop in the future.

Dumbledore chuckled to himself, and then said:

"By the way, I remember Hagrid seems to be having some troubles lately. You could visit him. His cottage is just outside the castle, on the edge of the Forbidden Forest."

Sol made an "OK" sign.

He had no classes in the afternoon, so he planned to visit the poor half-giant who was "deeply in distress" right away!

"I'm going to be late! I'm going to be late!"

The gold watch in his pocket kept chiming, perfectly fitting the occasion.

Just as Saul was about to climb over the platform, Old Deng called out to him from behind:

"Mr. Green, I've actually had a question for a long time."

Thor braced himself on the wall platform, his straw-colored hair fluttering in the wind, and turned around with a nonchalant air: "Speak?"

Dumbledore: "..."

Having worked at Hogwarts for decades, he had never seen such a refreshing and unconventional way of leaving.

Fortunately, under the torment of the evil descendants of the Green family, he had rapidly developed a strong heart and readily agreed to speak well:

"I'm just curious, what would happen if you were parasitized by a fantasy entity?"

"..."

Thor was slightly taken aback.

That old Deng always manages to say things that surprise him; he's a real old man who's lived for so many years.

Before he could answer, the fire demon Calcifer jumped out.

The raging flames burned fiercely, distorting the air, and the comical eyes stared intently at Dumbledore, saying arrogantly and proudly:

If our esteemed Master were to be corrupted, it would be a nightmare for the world.

And, the glorious day of the great library!

......

Crossing the lush green lawn outside Hogwarts Castle and heading towards the Forbidden Forest, you'll soon see the wooden cabin emitting smoke.

A gentle breeze was blowing in the afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly.

Lower-grade students who didn't have classes and upper-grade students who were just slacking off gathered together in twos and threes.

Most of the students from Eagle Union who could be seen wearing blue collars were doing homework or practicing spells.

The Gryphon also uses spells, but in an "edutainment" way.

He laughed heartily as he tore his companion's pants to shreds, then awkwardly sewed them back together.

When Thor passed by a group of Hufflepuffs who were squatting in the ground poking at the Jumping Mushrooms, they all gasped and fell flat on their faces in panic, crushing the red mushrooms to pieces.

They covered each other's mouths, watching him walk away with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

"Hey! Thor!"

Not far away, a group of Slytherin students greeted him enthusiastically. They were upperclassmen, their faces filled with undisguised greed and admiration.

At the same time, they remained very cautious and did not move forward.

"How enthusiastic!"

Thor murmured with a smile and snapped his fingers.

"—Meow!"

A huge, shadowy vehicle approached from afar and landed on their heads with a thud!

In an instant, they were submerged in fluffy fur!

"Ugh! I... I can't breathe!"

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

"When did Professor McGonagall get so fat??"

Amidst laughter and cheerful chatter.

Saul walked away happily, leaving behind a group of students who admired and respected him.

Older students are mostly still in the stage of simple curiosity, while younger students already have shining eyes!

"Wow, that's amazing... If I could be that handsome and awesome, I would definitely... *slurp*!"

"I was standing in the potions classroom, watching Thor yell and leap forward! I instinctively rolled away and dodged him—"

"You've said it ten times, you idiot."

—Not long after.

Hagrid's cabin then came into view.

Thor raised his hand, about to knock, when he heard a hopeful yet gruff shout from inside:

"Navi's toad can talk?! Tell me, can Thor get me one too?!"

"My path—cough, I have a poor little darling, and it hasn't been doing too well lately! QAQ"