Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

Chapter 62 A New Fantasy Form! The Timid "Future Sword Saint" Neville Longbottom!

Was Fred more reckless than George?

Upon hearing this, the surrounding students exchanged bewildered glances.

"Is...really?" Lee Jordan, who often hangs out with the Geminis, asked doubtfully, scrutinizing the two of them and muttering, "I don't feel anything..."

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Aren't they always copied and pasted?

If there were other clones in the world, he would have suspected that the Weasley twins shared a single genetic lock!

Even the twins exchanged puzzled glances, then shrugged, simply assuming it was part of Thor's "hidden power."

Just then.

A figure burst through the hall doors like a whirlwind, shouting in a deafeningly loud voice, "Who! Who sent Mr. Malfoy, who's lying in his sickbed, a singing, poisonous tentacle?!"

His voice boomed and echoed in the auditorium.

You could hear a pin drop.

The students stared blankly at Head Nurse Mrs. Pomfrey, her words still echoing in their minds.

Poisonous tentacles...can sing?

For a moment, I didn't even know whether to complain about the gift that was a poisonous tentacle that could make people see Merlin.

It's that weird thing about her mother's poisonous tentacles being able to sing.

At the teachers' table.

Professor McGonagall's vision went black.

A very ominous premonition rose in her mind, as if a Dementor were galloping towards her on a bright white horse.

Ever since this "dark cloud of the wizarding world" entered Hogwarts, nothing has ever been white in her eyes.

A few seconds later, in complete silence.

Saul Green slowly stood up.

In a soft but clearly audible voice that could be heard throughout the entire auditorium, he said slowly, "You're welcome."

Listen closely, and you'll hear a hint of reserved self-satisfaction.

It was as if they genuinely believed they had done something amazing.

The Weasley twins: "...Cool."

They couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of awe for Saul.

As expected of the legendary "King of the Stage - Grimm", his talent for causing trouble is unmatched!

"Indeed," Fred winked at his good friend, "Inviting Thor to join our grand plan was an absolutely correct choice!"

"The premise is that Thor can accept our invitation... What do you think about us having an emotional outburst and cultivating a fantasy entity?"

George thought about it seriously.

The two watched as Professor McGonagall, who was howling wildly, dragged Thor away, and gave him a solemn salute.

loyalty!

School clinic.

Draco Malfoy seemed to see his grandfather, who had died of dragonpox.

Why am I lying here?

In my hazy mind, images flashed through my mind of being controlled by a terrifying giant skeleton at night and dancing with the savior, Bout.

In a flash, as soon as he opened his eyes, a cluster of purplish-red tentacles covered in terrifying spikes appeared, holding a book that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and began to tell him a story in a babbling voice:

Once upon a time, there was a Little Red Riding Hood. She ate the Big Bad Wolf and slaughtered all the "monsters" in the forest...

Malfoy thought he had woken up in hell.

And the culprit behind all of this... that's right.

The one who could create such a bizarre contraption must be Thor Green, the underworld descendant of that underworld family!

Just thinking about that blond hair, gray eyes, and that eerie smile that never seemed human...

Malfoy yelled, his eyes snapping open, and he sprang straight up from the bed!

"Drink it!!!"

The pristine white bed curtains around the hospital bed swayed gently with his movements.

"Huff, huff, huff!"

Malfoy sat on the hospital bed, still shaken, breathing heavily.

The light, white bed curtains swayed before his eyes, and the sunlight outside was just right, shining warmly on him.

That nightmarish figure was nowhere to be found.

"Phew... thank goodness, it was just a dream."

Malfoy wiped the sweat from his brow, grinned, and scoffed, "That Saul Green guy's probably going to get expelled soon, huh? He should have done it a long time ago! Orphans like him, might as well rot in the ground!"

How dare they harm him like this! His father will definitely retaliate fiercely and avenge him!

The dignity of the Malfoy family must not be violated!

With his smug laughter, the bed curtains beside him seemed to sway slightly, but Malfoy didn't notice.

Taking advantage of the fact that the ward was quiet and it seemed that he was the only one there.

Malfoy lowered his voice and began to mutter without restraint, "And that Scarface and the Weasley's red mole, they're probably crying and waiting for their parents to come pick them up right now, aren't they?"

Even if you don't get expelled for violating the rules by going out at night, you'll still lose several points.

As for himself?

He's the one who rightfully reported Filch, the Squib Administrator!

He was also "seriously injured"!

Of course it can't be counted.

Malfoy couldn't help but hum as he thought of Thor and Harry's tragic fate.

He blurted out sarcastically, "Oh right, I almost forgot, Potter doesn't have parents to pick him up, he's an orphan! Hahahaha!"

The voice just fell.

"call!"

The bed curtains beside me suddenly billowed up!

Three figures were revealed, standing behind them!

Professor McGonagall's face was a mixture of anger, pity, and suppressed laughter, and her face was twitching.

Saul, whom he called "expelled," stood innocently beside the professor.

His eyes were filled with amazement and admiration.

As for the reason for my admiration...

"How dare you talk about Harry's mother so openly?!"

The esteemed Head of Slytherin, Severus Snape, was like a demon descended to earth, his black hair flying wildly and his eyes flashing with furious fire!

His lips trembled as he spoke, each word deliberate and forceful: "How dare you speak so openly about Harry's mother?!"

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Didn't I mention his father as well?

Malfoy stared blankly at the dean, who was emanating black energy.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of light and shadow, like the white bed curtains fluttering down from mid-air.

It's the blanket covering his grave.

In Yu Guangzhong's story, Malfoy sees Saul mouthing to him, "Farewell."

That gentlemanly smile overlapped with the face in my nightmare.

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With a loud "waaaah," Malfoy burst into tears.

On the one hand, they were frightened by their own hospital director.

On the other hand, it hurts, it hurts so much.

Please, someone come and take Saul Green away!

The glory of the Malfoy family is about to be destroyed!

Just then.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock."

A soft ticking sound came from Saul's pocket.

Apart from Thor, no one else heard it.

"A new fantasy entity?"

Thor's eyes lit up.

As he pulled out his gold pocket watch, he glanced at Malfoy, who was being berated by Professor Snape, and thought to himself, "Could this be the young master of the Malfoy family?"

"Could it be that my appearance made him realize how wasteful his previous actions had been, thus making him feel inferior?"

Sigh, sometimes being too outstanding can be a burden.

Thor smirked, shook his head helplessly, and opened the watch case.

Then you can see that the hands on the dial are pointing straight in the exact opposite direction from Malfoy.

Thor:

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It seems that sometimes light can be refracted.

"It seems that getting this arrogant Malfoy brat to develop a fantasy body won't be so easy."

"Saul murmured."

The future is expected.

Following the direction of the pointer, Saul turned his head and saw another hospital bed surrounded by a white bed curtain.

If I remember correctly... that seems to be another student who was brought here last night?

Noticing Saul's gaze, Professor McGonagall said, "That's Mr. Neville Longbottom."