Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

The ink marks are both a manifestation of the library's authority and a trace of being eroded by fairy tales.

In other words, the higher the degree of corruption and the more fantastical entities he subdues, the greater Thor's power as the Gym Leader becomes.

"I'm really curious what will happen when the level of corruption increases. Could I become a fantasy creature too?"

Thor examined his fingers with interest, but didn't pay much attention.

Anyway, it's only a single digit so far, no rush~

At this time.

"Hmm..."

Harry groaned as he weakly propped himself up on the floor.

"What... what's wrong with me...?"

He raised his head in confusion, looked around, his bright green eyes narrowed into slits, and groped around on the ground like a blind man touching an elephant.

Thor snapped his fingers with a smile, and the glasses that had broken in two on the ground snapped back to their original state.

"Ah! Thank you!"

Harry hurriedly put it on and was surprised to find that it was clearer than before.

Professor McGonagall snapped out of her daze, gave Thor a complicated look, and then deftly picked up Harry and began to examine him carefully.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head to look at Thor, but hesitated to speak.

...She had never seen such magical power before.

A magnificent library, books created by magic.

She didn't know whether this belonged to the category of dark magic, but the only thing she was sure of was that this magic was absolutely profound.

It is also extremely precious.

Whether righteous or evil, all wizards covet this secret technique!

Even she couldn't help but want to study it more deeply.

And that terrifying illusion... what if Thor is actually terrified?

"The Green family, what have you been teaching this child...?" Professor McGonagall felt heartbroken and had a headache.

No matter what, we have to get this child to Hogwarts first!

What if I get kidnapped by a dark wizard?

"Mr. Green," Professor McGonagall said sternly, her face hardening, "do you know how many wizarding laws you've broken tonight? Enough to get you arrested by the Aurors!"

"Auror..."

Thor glanced sideways at the Auror who was standing in the corner.

Delicious Auror: ?!

Delisi shuddered and instinctively tensed his back, then belatedly realized that the other person was just a child.

Then, putting on a brave front, he puffed out his chest and shouted, "Saul Green! I am acting on orders from the Department of Law Enforcement to arrest you and bring you back to the Ministry of Magic—"

Thor: "Would one Oblivion Charm be enough?"

Delilah: "...Huh?"

Meeting the stunned gazes of the Aurors and Professor McGonagall, Thor spoke gently and politely:

"I don't have a wand, so I can't use complex magic. But I can use a physical version of the Oblivion Charm."

As long as the Auror forgets what just happened, he hasn't broken any wizarding laws, right?

"Perfect timing, I've just acquired a new fantasy entity."

As he spoke, the air around Thor distorted, as if scissors were cutting through space, revealing several large mouths filled with sharp teeth.

"Click-clack".

Its mouth clenched violently, as if it couldn't wait to chew the flesh and blood.

"..."

Dexter's face turned pale, and he stood frozen in place, wand in hand.

He witnessed firsthand just how powerful that strange thing really was!

That wicked little devil actually turned it into his own magic?

This is unheard of! How did they even manage to do that?!

Harry's eyes lit up: "Wow, is this magic? That's amazing...!"

Professor McGonagall: No, this is sorcery!

The cat is exhausted.

"Mr. Grimm! You absolutely cannot treat the Ministry of Magic Aurors like this—no matter who they are!!"

"You have to come to Hogwarts with me! I don't care what your elders think..."

Barbara.

Thor stared at a point in the void in front of him, his voice automatically going in one ear and out the other, serving as background noise.

Current slot: 2

You can use two illusion forms simultaneously. Switching between illusion forms requires a short time and consumes magic power.

[And the sum of the ranks of the currently used fantasy forms cannot exceed 4.]

You can increase the number of magic slots by raising your own magic level.

Thor frowned slightly, pondering:

"We don't need to consider the rank for now, as I don't have any high-ranking fantasy bodies yet."

"As for the number of slots, it's definitely a bit tight. Previously, my most frequently used cards were 'Fire Demon "Calcifer' and 'The Little Match Girl' as my second card."

"After getting 'The Ugly Duckling,' the slots became a bit tight. Once we collect more fantasy creatures, there will be even fewer slots."

"We need to find a way to increase the number of slots..."

Just then.

Thor's shoulder was suddenly grabbed.

Looking up, she was met with Professor McGonagall's furious face:

"Mr. Green! Were you even listening to me?!"

Solton paused, then said sincerely, "No."

Professor McGonagall: "..."

For a fleeting moment, Professor McGonagall, after decades of professional experience, had a thought for the first time:

Oh dear, I hope this brat doesn't end up in my college!

However, looking into Thor's innocent gray eyes, Professor McGonagall could only take a deep breath and repeat what she had just said.

There are three main arguments:

1. Come with me to Hogwarts;

2. Come with me to Hogwarts;

III. Follow me—

"Hogwarts..."

Thor murmured, the words of his old man echoing in his mind:

Thor, please don't go and harm other children. Let's protect the last sanctuary in the wizarding world...

Moreover, ordinary magic is basically ineffective against illusions.

That's why he rejected Hogwarts' offer of admission.

But suddenly, a thought flashed through Thor's mind.

While basic magic is useless, training magic can increase the number of slots.

"Perhaps I can find a teaching method that suits me better at school."

Thor thought to himself, then glanced at the silent Auror beside him.

"The Ministry of Magic is indeed a problem. Although the Grimm family has made many 'contributions' in the past, I am now the only one left in the family, and some people are clearly starting to get restless."

For most people, they are just a little kid with a huge family fortune.

Everyone wants a piece of the pie.

Entering Hogwarts, under Dumbledore's protection, can indeed keep these little bugs away.

"It also allows me time to retrieve the fantasy entities, so it won't cause any delays..."

As he pondered, Saul caught a glimpse of the tall, thin Professor McGonagall bending down to meet his eye level.

Professor McGonagall sighed, softened her tone, and said to him gently:

"Mr. Grimm, didn't you just say that we can find true friends in the wizarding world?"

"I don't know what your elders said, but it's true, perhaps at Hogwarts you won't be able to find a student as strong as you."

"But I guarantee you'll find true friends who truly care about you."

"Look," Professor McGonagall tilted her head, smiling faintly at Harry, who stood beside her expectant yet nervous, "now, isn't there already one?"