Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

Chapter 57 brought me the heart of that "Red Hunter"!

Snow White glared angrily at Dumbledore.

With cold, dark eyes, the elderly human, Bai Xue, returned to her embrace. She roared around him, but could not break through the barrier of crimson flames.

The birdsong ceased, as if they had all hidden away in fear of Snow White's wrath.

...If she could descend in her complete form, she definitely wouldn't be in this situation!

However, restrictions are not limited to Hogwarts.

Even between reality and fiction, there is a thin membrane that is difficult to break through.

The higher the level and the more powerful the fantasy entity, the more restricted its actions will be.

Unable to move freely in the real world, they can only construct their stories and build fictional kingdoms in the cracks that ordinary wizards cannot notice.

But these stifling days will soon be over.

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The real world is far too boring; it deserves our rule! We too shall walk in the sunlight, using our unparalleled magic to lavishly adorn this world...

The tea party is realizing, and is realizing, this ideal.

At that point, let alone catching a mere museum owner.

Even if she wanted to live with the adorable little curator in an endless and eternal cycle of time, it would be effortless.

There's no rush.

The love that fills the young owner's soul will eventually belong to her.

Of course, mine is too~

There's plenty of time in the future.

Snow White thought to herself, a smile playing on her lips, and her mood brightened once more.

As the wind and snow subsided, the cheerful chirping of birds rang out again from all directions.

Snow White gazed at Thor with loving eyes, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, and spoke:

My dear child, please be patient a little longer; tonight is not your day of rest.

"I hope that day is still far away from me."

Thor conjured a top hat and gently lifted the brim.

I could feel the pale, severed hand inside, trembling slightly with fear.

【but....

Snow White abruptly changed the subject, a hint of smug pleasure flashing in her eyes, and said flippantly.

[If you can fulfill my three requests, I might want to go back to your bookshelf on my own~]

Can it be transformed back into books and returned to the library?

Thor raised an eyebrow, looked up, and saw the mocking look on Snow White's face.

It's like teasing a child, telling him that he'll grow up to be an astronaut and go to the stars.

It's all a lie.

But in the incredible world of fairy tales, even lies can become "reality".

In any case, as long as it does not harm others.

Thor was still quite happy to play with these beautiful and adorable fantasy creatures.

"Speaking."

Thor nodded and looked intently at Snow White.

"Sol!"

Hermione called out urgently, her eyes filled with anxiety.

Three requirements? This is clearly a trap!

At the very least, it was absolutely malicious!

She tugged hard at Saul's sleeve, but only received a reassuring look in return.

Unable to contain his anger, he stomped his foot and looked up, glaring at Snow White who was beaming with delight!

With Dumbledore present, that's how tough they are.

[Hehehe~ I like straightforward children~] Snow White raised her eyebrows and smiled happily.

He looked like a victorious general, with a hint of smugness, glancing sideways at Hermione, who was jumping up and down in a panic.

Ha, they're just mere humans, yet they dare to try and compete with her for "toys." How presumptuous of them!

Of course, she wasn't being sincere either.

It's just for fun.

Humans are not worth her sincere feelings.

So, the first requirement—one.

Snow White raised her hand, and the birds fell silent at her request.

The room fell silent again, except for the crackling sound of the crimson flames burning.

Snow White curled her lips into a smile, but a deep disgust flickered in her dark eyes as she spoke, enunciating each word clearly:

Kill that relentless red hunter who was pursuing me.

Bring her heart back to me!

Red Hunter?

Thor silently memorized the word.

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Perhaps we can find help from this "Red Hunter" who is threatening Snow White.

Oh dear, that's a rather annoying guy.

Snow White continued, a troubled expression on her face, and raised her hand to touch her smooth, flawless face.

[They actually tried to take my life, even to the point of scarring my beautiful skin! Absolutely unforgivable!]

When it came to the last sentence.

Snow White's features contorted, her black hair flew up, and the wind and snow began to howl again.

"I'll keep an eye out for you," Thor said calmly, unperturbed. "But how do I find that red hunter?"

Upon hearing this...

Snow White's expression quickly softened, the snowstorm subsided, and she returned to being the compassionate princess she always was.

Well... let's do it this way then.

Snow White raised her arm and gently stroked the dark brown apple vine.

Rustling.

Magic flowed into the branches, and the vines began to sprout new buds, bloom flower buds, and produce young fruit.

Finally, it only took a few seconds.

It then produced a plump, juicy red apple.

Here you go, my lovely child~

Snow White gently picked the red apple, which was the size of a baby's head, and handed it to Thor.

In a flash, the ink stain appeared before Thor's eyes:

You have received a gift from Snow White: the poisoned apple.

[Description: On one side, a delicious apple; on the other, a deadly poison. This 50/50 chance of death is always intriguing.]

In other words, there is a 50% chance that biting into this apple will result in instant death.

"Let's give it to Professor Quirrell when we have the chance."

Thor smiled and happily accepted the red apple.

Snow White: [As long as you hold this apple, you'll be tainted with my scent... Hmm, I suppose that relentless red hunter will also hunt you down.]

No, don't die before me!

As she spoke, Snow White gently touched Thor's chest with her fair fingers.

A white light appeared.

Thor felt an intense, bone-chilling cold seep into his flesh.

You have received Snow White's gift: Ice Shelter.

[The ability to withstand a fatal attack not from Snow White is a blessing bestowed to prevent someone she cares about from being taken away.]

Thor's expression was somewhat strange as he muttered, "To prevent me from dying at someone else's hands, they'd rather provide me with protection?"

"Clearly, isn't there an easier way to achieve a happy ending?"

However, we must purify these mutated illusions and restore them to peace and happiness.

It's also part of his duties as a librarian.

Thor gazed tenderly at the enormous Snow White, pressed his hat to his chest, and said softly, "May you become the book I desire."

Everyone: ??

Don't say that with such an innocent look on your face!

"I always feel that, in some ways," Ron sighed, "Thor's hypocrisy is also why he can hang out with those monsters—sob sob sob!"

Ron stared in horror, scratching at his mouth that was stuck together.

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