Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

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Everything happened in an instant.

The magical barrier shattered instantly, as if it were fragile glass.

What Saul saw reflected in his eyes was the Bremen band's half-bodied body that had been pierced through.

The white bone fragments shattered, and the entire body transformed into golden fragments, which coalesced into a book, revealing the little match girl who had appeared behind it at some unknown time!

It's finally here!

Thor's gaze sharpened, but his face showed no surprise whatsoever!

He had known all along that the mysterious and powerful Apple Lady behind the trapdoor would never let him leave unscathed!

So Thor secretly made an agreement with the band, asking them to act as bait for the attack.

"Thank you, Bremen Band."

"For the band that volunteered to be the bait," Saul murmured.

In the diffused light, the four small animals watched him silently.

Then, she sang softly:

[Caution: A tea party is about to begin!]

Then, it transformed into a book and flew into Thor's library.

tea party?

Thor's eyes narrowed.

He had never heard of this name before, nor had the Green family mentioned it.

This sounds like a fantasy organization.

"The tea party... Could this be the very thing that the conductor, Donkey, fears so much? And also the culprit behind the Bremen Orchestra's morale being so low?"

After all, the Grimm family is the source of the frenzied emotions that give rise to, distort, and even amplify the fantastical.

The Bremen band, however, seemed to have suffered some other kind of torment.

"I'll remember the tea party," Thor thought to himself. "Later, I'll ask the all-knowing Miss Butterfly!"

"Now—"

"Ms. Apple, you may fool the gold pocket watch, but you can't fool me. I've already prepared a backup plan!"

Thor gave a cool, smirking smile.

Then Hagrid tackled him to the ground, nearly making him vomit his heart, liver, and lungs.

"Are you alright, Thor?"

Hagrid shouted anxiously, his massive, strong body looming over Thor like a shield, his clear eyes filled with terror and worry.

I'm busy right now.

Saul smiled as he swallowed the metallic taste rising in his throat.

but----

Hagrid didn't come to beat him up because of Cerberus.

It was only when they saw the thorny vines that they rushed over to protect him.

Oh dear, Hogwarts is such a "terrible" place!

Thor's smile was slightly gentle.

next second.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

Amid Hermione's scream, a soft voice rang out:

Would you like to buy a match?

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present!

In an instant, Professor Snape's face turned deathly pale!

As if a nightmare were replaying itself, he stared intently at the thin figure.

They've even resorted to using some bizarre fantasy form... Looks like this time it's going to be just as dangerous!

Thor, what have you done to Hogwarts that was once peaceful and tranquil?!

...At least one thing is certain.

In the future, when Voldemort threatens the wizarding world once again.

Hogwarts is absolutely the safest place in all of Britain!!

Apart from Snape, no one else had ever seen the little match girl.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Sprout all stared wide-eyed in shock at the small, thin figure standing beside the trapdoor!

What terrifying dark energy!

Forget about using dark magic, that girl was practically the embodiment of dark magic!

No matter how human-like she may look, or how lovable she may be, she can never be considered "one of our kind".

This sense of incongruity is even more chilling than that of the Skull band!

"Thor can actually love this kind of creation with complete contentment."

...It's an existence even more incredible than the Creator!

Professor McGonagall murmured to herself, her eyes filled with a mixture of astonishment and a complex sense of admiration.

The only conclusion that can be drawn is—

The Green family really struck gold!

Would you like to buy a match?

The little girl with a headscarf slowly raised her head.

In an instant, the surrounding air darkened.

The edges of their vision began to distort and deform, and the professors facing the little girl felt a chill run down their spines!

A dark aura, no less intense than that of the Bremen band's grand stage, poured out from the little girl holding the match!

"Yes, I want to buy a matchstick!"

Suddenly, the little girl's whispers stopped, like a cassette tape that had malfunctioned and gotten stuck!

His body swayed, and he let out a muffled groan!

next second.

The sound disappeared.

It was as if someone had put on earplugs—no, it was more like suddenly falling into a silent world.

The little girl pursed her lips, and for the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared on her small face, which was peeking out from under her headscarf.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron's screams disappeared.

The professors' spells were stuck in their throats, their mouths agape, wands raised in vain, staring straight ahead.

Then.

In the silence, in this cramped, airtight room.

A series of cries rang out.

The clear chirping of birds echoed from all directions.

The deer cried out, and the green grass rustled against the leaves.

It felt like stepping into vibrant nature, and everyone's mood brightened accordingly...

Yeah, right!

This is so bizarre! It's like my perception has been completely distorted!

Professor McGonagall suddenly snapped back to reality!

She shuddered and stared in shock at the trapdoor!

She felt a strong sense of unfamiliarity upon first seeing this place where she had personally helped set up the "protective magic"!

Beneath the thorny apple vine, through the trapdoor, a jade-white arm slowly emerged.

Her lines are graceful, and her movements are gentle.

Just by looking at this arm, one can imagine that this person must have received a noble education in etiquette.

Every move he made seemed to...

She was a real princess.

It would be even better if it weren't larger than Hagrid.

[A fantasy element discovered: Snow White!]

"In the cold winter, snowflakes fall from the sky like feathers..."

["A queen sat before a window framed with ebony, doing needlework..."]

The needle pricked my finger, and blood flowed out, dripping three drops onto the snow.

"

】

Her skin was as white as snow, her hair as black as sandalwood, and her lips as red as blood.

Ah! Praise be to you! What appears before you now is the most beautiful existence in that lifeless, desolate, and frigid land—

【snow White】

[Preliminary Rank Assessment: Rank 3 - Pink Sacred!!]

Tier 3 - Pink Sacred!

Thump, thump!

When Thor saw this line of text, his heart started pounding!

This is the second Tier 3 fantasy entity he has encountered so far, besides Alice!

And it was just one step away from reaching the ultimate "Golden Legend"!

Hehehe~ I've finally met you, my lovely little curator~

A cheerful laugh rang out amidst the chirping of birds.

As if welcoming her arrival, the joyful chirping grew even more intense.

Then, those graceful yet enormous arms slowly extended, followed by the shoulders and neck...

Then.

An incredibly beautiful head peeked out.

Her black hair, like ebony, flowed smoothly over her fair and flawless face.

Her dark eyes, like grapes, were always smiling and curved; her nose was small and delicate; and her lips were full and perfectly proportioned.

Flawless, breathtaking.

Even the colors, as if meticulously blended by an artist, perfectly embody the meaning of "beauty".

however.

That's such a hypocrite.

A strange, discordant feeling lingered on her delicate face, as if—

"A corpse...?"

Hermione blurted it out.

Immediately afterwards, those grape-like black eyes fell on her!

It froze her in place for a moment, her mind going completely blank!

Oh no, oh no!

"—Beautiful Snow White."

An elegant and composed voice rang out.

"Waaaaah————"

Hermione glanced tremblingly at Thor, only to see him gazing up at the gigantic Snow White, his expression serene.

There didn't seem to be the usual fervor.

—Is it because his fantasy form was destroyed?

Hermione wondered to herself.

Thor's words were like a pebble thrown into a lake that was about to boil.

Then, the lake became calm.

Returning to that beautiful appearance.

Snow White casually swept her gaze over the frozen Hermione, as if she were nothing more than an insignificant little bug.

She looked at Saul again, her eyes filled with passionate and unreserved love.

It was as if he regarded Thor as his own child.

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