Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

Chapter 64 Little Green Picking Mushrooms~

Upon hearing Thor's reply, Ron gave him a "See! I knew that kid was up to something!" look.

If going to the Forbidden Forest was already like going into a sea of ​​fire, then with Thor's addition, the sea of ​​fire directly connects to hell, and a bunch of evil warp-specific creatures will emerge!

At the very least, don't go with them!

Just as Ron was trying to say something to save their physical and mental health.

A brown-haired figure suddenly jumped out.

"The professor has agreed, do you have any further objections?"

Hermione raised her eyebrows, crossed her arms, and stood in front of Thor like a little lion with its mane standing on end, glaring at Ron with disdain.

"Besides, we have professors with us, what could possibly happen?"

Hermione thought it was impossible for such a stupid person to exist in the world.

Although it's called going to the forbidden forest, it's probably just to scare them. How could we possibly let anything actually happen to them?

Besides, with Thor around, there might be danger.

But on the contrary, you can learn more knowledge that is not in textbooks, and even personally practice more advanced defense against the dark magic courses.

Isn't this a joyous occasion?

"Hmph, boys..."

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Hermione raised her chin, her haughty gaze sweeping over the dumbfounded Ron and Harry.

I felt that I had already received the blessing of the great librarian, and that a considerable gap had been created between me and ordinary little wizards!

They're not comparable at all!

Ron was stunned, muttering to his best friend Harry, "Wait, didn't Dumbledore really check whether Thor actually had the ability to brainwash people?"

This person has become so utterly innocent!

Harry: "How can you assume that about Thor? He cares about us completely!"

Harry's eyes gleamed with golden light, and he exuded an aura of righteous indignation!

Ron:

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I almost forgot about your great loyalty!

The future of the magical world looks doomed...

[Harry Potter's loyalty to you has reached new heights! The fantasy form "Ugly Duckling" has received an ability boost.]

"Whoosh!"

A pair of pure white wings encircled Thor's neck, and the delicate, soft feathers gently brushed against Thor's cheeks, making Thor feel a slight tickle.

Please, don't hesitate to use me...

The white swan whispered in Thor's ear, seemingly unable to contain her longing for not fighting for Thor in so long.

Done.

Amidst stunned stares, the white swan slowly turned and left.

Returning to that magnificent library.

"I will."

Thor stroked the drifting white feathers and whispered to the air.

Perhaps soon, your beautiful figure will be able to bloom again.

Then, Thor turned his head.

Then I saw Hermione with her face puffed up like a steamed bun from anger.

Hermione: I'm angry, but I don't know why I'm angry.

It felt like seeing my most cherished friend having a great time with someone else.

Hermione felt annoyed that she had been "taken away".

...But that's not right.

Thor simply cherishes those fantasy entities; after all, he can't afford to hold a grudge against a "book"!

Thinking this, Hermione took a deep breath, pretending to be nonchalant, and smiled, "That's...that's great!"

Thor: ?

He glanced at Hermione's forced smile, and his mind began to work with astonishing wisdom:

Could it be that Hermione actually wants to interact with the illusionary form?

As expected of the librarian he chose, he always possesses an awareness and mindset beyond his years!

Thor ruffled Hermione's hair, and like an elder encouraging a younger person, said gently, "Thank you for your hard work."

It must be very difficult to suppress this urge to come into contact with the fantasy entity, right?

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Hermione's breathing stopped.

With its eyes wide open, like a kitten with a piece of tape stuck to its head, its whole body stiffened into a solid plate under the stroking of the hand above its head.

."Thanks for your hard work"?

Could it be that my "dark" thoughts have been discovered?!

Kind-hearted Saul turned around and comforted her!

Suddenly, Hermione felt as if she had been struck by lightning, a current shooting up from her toes to the top of her head!

It made her hair stand on end!

"I...I didn't..."

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"I understand."

Thor withdrew his hand, looked at Hermione's increasingly red cheeks, and couldn't help but nod and smile.

There's no need to hide your love for fantasy entities; it's something to be celebrated!

He understands everything.

Just then.

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—Ahem.

Professor Snape cleared his throat heavily, as if James were stuck in it.

He looked down at Thor and Hermione, his eyes practically rolling to the heavens, his face as gloomy as if the Minister of Magic had licked them.

He said ominously, "I'm afraid we don't have time for your performance, Mr. Green, Miss Granger!"

"You can put on your own show when we get back from the Forbidden Forest!"

Seeing Hermione's face turn as red as a tomato, Professor Snape scoffed disdainfully.

You think you can compete with me for the position of "Librarian's First Librarian"?

Absolutely impossible!

With a whoosh, Snape confidently tossed his robes, the black fabric billowing behind him like bat wings, and strode into the thick night.

This time, let me show you who the truly noteworthy subordinates are!

In any case, he can be considered one of the best among adult wizards.

Let alone protecting a few kids in the dangerous Forbidden Forest, even if a fantasy entity attacked, Snape didn't think he would lose!

A flurry of footsteps followed closely behind.

In the quiet of the night, even though the other person was Professor Snape, no one wanted to fall behind.

Malfoy wished he could stick to his own headmaster and try his best to distance himself from the "Grimm Demon King" who was always following him.

No one noticed what was happening behind them. Neville followed them silently, head down, without uttering a word.

Like a shadow, he didn't attract any attention; in fact, everyone had almost forgotten he even existed.

After all, in Gryffindor, where everyone is a little sun.

Neville, timid, cowardly, forgetful, and academically weak, was practically invisible.

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

The continuous sound of needles ticking rang out from Saul's pocket.

Thor lagged behind, his misty gray eyes fixed on the swaying Neville ahead, a calm expression on his face.

Some emotions can only be seen when they are expressed.

He never hesitated to "cut off" these excessively inflated emotions for the young wizards.

"Let the wind and rain rage on!"

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

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When they saw Hagrid with his hound Tooth, following them into the Forbidden Forest.

Harry and Ron breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"Don't worry!" Hagrid laughed heartily at them, patting the stone bow behind him, which was taller than the young wizards, with his large fan-like hand. "With me here, you won't get hurt at all!"

"We were just checking on the unicorns. They've been acting strange lately, a bit restless, probably from an upset stomach."

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Snape snorted without any hesitation.

Clearly, they felt that having him alone was enough, and there was no need to add a savage half-giant.

And Thor hears the restless unicorn?

Thor anticipated that soon the "Mysterious Gnawing One" would venture into the Forbidden Forest to feed on unicorn blood and sustain its master's power.

"If I could add a little something to the Forbidden Forest, could I get Professor Quirrell to get all emotionally charged again?"

Having more emotions is never a bad thing; they can all become nourishment for fantasy.

Let's make the most of Professor Quirrell's last bit of value before he turns into "lime".

"However, the most urgent task is to find out if there are any ingredients for making shrinking potions in the Forbidden Forest, drink the potion as soon as possible, and enter that small door that may contain Alice's predecessor to find out."

The moonlight is bright, and there is no fog tonight.

The bright moonlight pierced through the branches and leaves that covered everyone's heads, casting circular, pale spots of light on the dark brown earth.

The owl's whistling calls occasionally pierced the air, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Thor took a deep breath and relaxed his expression.

Go home.

Thor waved his hand, dimming the fire demon that was hovering beside him and acting as a light source, creating a more atmospheric effect.

Its eyes scanned the surrounding land, searching for the raw material, finger mushrooms.

—Got it!

Thor's eyes lit up when he saw five zombie-like fingers sticking out from under the bushes not far away.

He paused, turned to greet Professor Snape, and then walked towards the bushes.

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Snape's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to grab Thor and tell him not to run around.

suddenly!

An arrow flew past his fingertip!

It shot right into the ground with a whoosh!

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Snape's pupils contracted as he stared at the arrow on the ground, its tail feathers trembling, and felt a throbbing nerve in his forehead.

...Why is everything here?!

"Stop right there! That's enough!!"

The centaurs galloped out of the forest.

at the same time.

"Click."

Thor plucked the finger mushroom, and the faint scream disappeared as the stem in his hand broke.

He looked up.

Looking ahead, bathed in moonlight, one can see a continuous stretch of precious finger mushrooms growing.

It's like... a path of temptation.