Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

He carefully put it into his pocket.

She had always had a naive idea that the Celestial Dragons weren't as happy as she imagined.

But she was wrong. She couldn't imagine the joy of the Celestial Dragons.

After handing the powerful potion to Hermione, Kane parted ways with the three of them again. After all, it was a potion, and he really couldn't be of much help. He'd rather spend that time in the library looking for something interesting about potions.

Then, just as he was walking back into the corner of the library, a horned hat that had fallen to the ground appeared in the corner of his field of vision.

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Chapter 125 Riddle, the Azsasese Student

Kane picked up the two bull horns and greeted the horned hat, "Ah, how did you drop it?"

Then one of the horned hat's horns suddenly fell off...

Okay, it seems Mr. Horned Hat's durability has reached zero.

Before he could even recycle the horns from the horned hat, make a new one for winter, or perhaps make a sewing kit later, the hat's second owner automatically found his way back.

"I thought some other student had picked it up, but it turns out it's with you."

Luna appeared at the corner at the far end of the bookshelf and said in a daze.

"Hmm, how did this hat end up here?" Kane asked, shaking the horned hat with only one horn.

"Maybe it's a game of hide-and-seek? It's just a shame the horned hat looks broken?"

Kane's lips twitched uncontrollably upon hearing Luna's answer. Well, actually, he felt Luna was a little crazier than him, since he had never thought that taking a classmate's things and hiding them elsewhere was bullying or just playing a game.

Just as he was about to say something, such as whether he needed help hanging the little wizards who were bullying her from the ceiling in the middle of the night, after all, Luna's father was losing money running the newspaper, doing it purely out of love, and yet these little wizards were bullying his daughter inside Hogwarts! That was outrageous! He would personally deal with those evil little wizards!

Before Kane could finish speaking, Luna shook her head: "But don't worry, I already know who hid him here."

"I'll hide his things too, um... that's it."

Kane raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, very good. Luna hasn't gone completely insane yet. She just enjoys dark humor and is about to retaliate. Having this idea at least means she's not just being bullied, but rather engaging in a back-and-forth struggle..."

Hmm, it's alright. I don't need to take action for now. Thinking of this, he nodded: "Anyway, if there's anything you can't do on your own, you can consider telling me. After all, we're friends, and I'll definitely help if I can."

"Can you do me a favor now? I want to keep wearing that hat. I'm so used to wearing hats, it feels so empty when I don't." Luna looked longingly at the injured horned hat.

"I'll return it to you when it's fixed. As for that empty feeling on my head..."

Kane understood this all too well. In the Eternal Realm, it would be not only uncomfortable but also a waste if his head wasn't covered by something. He was either wearing a wreath or a top hat, or a helmet. In short, he couldn't let his head be idle.

Thinking of this, he looked at Luna in front of him and felt a sense of kindred spirits, like finding a soulmate in a beautiful landscape.

"Okay, so you just want something on your head?" With that thought, he picked up the little pumpkin, stuffed the horned hat inside, and then held a flower wreath in his left hand and a crumpled top hat that looked a bit like a cowboy hat in his right. Hmm, for now, he only had these two useless head ornaments: "I don't need these two right now, you can wear them interchangeably."

Luna pursed her lips, and soon an authoritative outfit formed in her mind. She first took the cowboy hat made from a top hat and put it on her head. Then, she took the flower wreath with her other hand and hung it directly on the brim of the hat.

“Hmm, I think my outfit is pretty good, what do you think?” Luna asked Kane, shaking her hat.

"...The number-obsessed guy thinks he's got all the tricks up his sleeve."

Kane regretted it after he finished speaking. Why hadn't he thought of this way of wearing an authoritative hat? How did he wear it back then?

A horned hat, a top hat, and a floral wreath...

Okay, so as not to freeze to death, I won't shiver.

Thinking about this, he suddenly felt relieved. He would wear it like that whenever his sanity was critically low. Then he continued to look for books he liked to read on the bookshelf.

"Well, I'm going to the Gryffindor Tower to borrow something from Ginny. I'll just ask her for help with that. I think I can handle this myself." Luna, swaying back and forth with her new hat on her head, circled Kane once before leaving.

"The one-time password is brass. Tell the fat lady and she'll let you in to see your friend. Of course, it's a one-time password," Kane casually replied, still rummaging through the bookshelf.

"Thank you~" Luna said with a rising tone before leaving the library and arriving at the entrance to the Gryffindor Tower common room.

She waved to the plump woman humming a song in front of her: "Brass."

"Ah, you're here to see a friend, little wizard? Please come in." The plump lady stepped aside, and Luna nodded her head and went inside, where she ran into an acquaintance once again.

Because of the holidays, all the wizards in the third grade and above went to Hogsmeade Village to play, so Harry and Ron rode two old, slow broomsticks that they had somehow gotten their hands on, and played polo with the second-year students in the common room.

Upon seeing Luna, a familiar face whom they often saw at home, they thoughtfully pointed out the direction to the girls' dormitory.

Anyway, the girls' dormitories at Hogwarts only restrict entry by gender, not by house. Not to mention Ravenclaws, even Slytherins can get in... Not to mention Slytherins, even female students from Azkaban probably wouldn't have much trouble getting in.

Luna nodded and thanked them while still humming, then walked straight into the stairwell of the girls' dormitory, found the first-year girls' dormitory, knocked on the door, and went inside.

Ginny, who was huddled under the covers chatting with Tom, suddenly slammed her book shut. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Luna come in: "You came to borrow Tom's book?"

Luna nodded: "I need to borrow that."

“Tom isn’t that kind of guy,” Ginny said quietly, but still handed the notebook to Luna.

Unlike Luna and Ginny, who merely handed over a book, Tom, the character in the book, was overjoyed.

The reason he only used Lockhart as a starting point to charge up his magical artifacts and as a stepping stone to eliminate Kane was simply because of Lockhart's age.

One's own resurrection ritual is essentially about plundering the life force of others.

Lockhart, in his thirties, is certainly not old, and may even be quite young, but in the eyes of Tom, a fifth-grader, it seems like he has wasted fifteen years of his life in the blink of an eye, which is a bit too much of a waste.

Therefore, he urgently needs to find younger vitality to plunder.

Ginny, who was lost and found, is one example, and now another little wizard who has come to us on his own initiative is another.

And so, Tom waited in the book, chuckling and snickering, for Luna to take him in. Then he could use magic to begin absorbing the little wizard's life force, until finally controlling the two little wizards to go to the Chamber of Secrets, so that the great Tom Riddle, Lord Voldemort, could return to his loyal Hogwarts.

Luna then took the jet-black notebook.

Tom's expression froze in the notebook.

Why can't my magic affect this little wizard at all?

Could she possess some item that can defend against mental magic? No? If that were the case, not only would I be unable to affect her, but I'd also be countered. But right now, I feel like my magic has indeed been successfully cast...

But his mental magic was completely useless against her.

How could an eleven-year-old first-year wizard possibly have such a strong spirit!

Could it be that the young wizards at Hogwarts have developed such extraordinary talent in recent years that it's almost abstract?

First there was Kane, who used his fifth-year self plus Lockhart as a golf ball in his second year, and now there's Luna, who can withstand mental magic?

Something's not right with this Hogwarts.

Before Tom could even figure out what was going on, Luna started writing in the book...

Okay, enough agonizing. Next up is Teacher Tom. Although I hate gentleness the most, I'll do it so that I don't get thrown into the trash by the willful first-year witch.

The great Lord Riddle resumed his austere business life.

Chapter 126 Kane...Danger!!!

Kane returned to the Gryffindor Tower without bringing back any books, because as he was browsing the bookshelves, he suddenly realized that he hadn't yet figured out his own Shadow Codex.

So he quickly returned to take action. As for the strategy, he used Hermione sitting opposite him as the standard. If Hermione looked up at him from time to time, fidgeted, sweated, and looked like she wanted to kill him, then he would have mastered the technique.

Conversely, if Hermione on the other side is incredibly relaxed and seems completely at ease, then don't even mention it; it's purely because you haven't studied hard enough and need to step up your efforts.

Just a second after putting down his book, Luna looked up to see Hermione's reaction, but instead of Hermione, she did.

At that moment, she was staring straight at him with a curious expression, wearing a cowboy top hat adorned with a flower wreath.

Kane, of course, was also curious. He wasn't curious about anything else, but rather why the flower wreath he had made just a week ago had started to wilt less than a day after it was placed on Luna's head.

This is neither science nor magic, nor is it the realm of eternity.

However, Luna left quickly, her departing figure still swaying gracefully, as if she weren't going to seek revenge... Hmm, what's that called again? True masters don't reveal their abilities.

He turned his gaze away from Luna and looked at Hermione across from him. Hermione was much as he had expected; she was extremely anxious, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, her bangs were wet and clumped together, and her eyes were almost bloodshot. She was acting like a complete madwoman.

Okay, that's about it. You've learned everything, so you can start enjoying life now.

As for ways to enjoy life...

Kane leaned back on the sofa, warming himself by the fire while watching Hermione across from him writing furiously. That was about it; this was how he enjoyed life.

Soon, Hermione finally put down her book and pen, then stood up and stretched vigorously. After sitting down again, she dragged Harry and Ron, who were playing polo in the corner, back to the table.

It's time for something touching, thought-provoking, and memorable: let's have a meeting!

Hermione wrote down the list of various raw materials she had compiled into three separate documents and handed them to Kane, Harry, and Ron.

"These are the raw materials we'll use to brew the compound decoction," Hermione said, looking completely exhausted.

"Um... I may not be good at potions, but I do know that brewing polymorphic potions doesn't require... a pound of leeches? Are you going to fry them up and eat them as a side dish?" Kane said, somewhat surprised.

“After all, this is my first time brewing Polyjuice Potion, and Professor Snape didn’t teach me. I definitely need some leeway,” Hermione explained.

"So, how do we get these materials?" Ron waved the paper in his hand. To be honest, he felt it was a bit redundant to give this paper to himself and Harry.

You should ask the amazing Kane about this.

I'm sure!

Kane, who was being watched closely by everyone, stroked his chin and said, "Hmm... obtaining these things... isn't difficult."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. She knew it; at least Kane would be temporarily restored to human status for a day... Of course, in her heart, Kane was always human, just not like ordinary people—he was... a Celestial Dragon...

"I'll go to the greenhouse and Hagrid's place first. If I can't gather the materials from either of those places..."

Kane sighed softly, "I guess I'll have to go check out Snape's office."

"Won't it be dangerous?" Harry suddenly asked.

"Obviously, yes, you're coming with me? To protect me?" Kane asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, Hagrid’s Hut and the Greenhouse are fine, we can fend off the evil Mandela Spirit and the giant flies for you. But I think we should skip Snape’s office. We don’t think it’s safe there. You can manage on your own.” Ron chuckled and waved his hand.

"Tsk tsk tsk... this is your brotherhood, huh?" Kane sighed, slowly got up, went to the greenhouse first, greeted Professor Sprant, and then started picking things up here and there, before heading to Hagrid's hut.

Because Hagrid was a famous Archdruid at Hogwarts, he was particularly favored by magical creatures, so much so that all sorts of rare materials that were worth a fortune in the outside world were only fit to be used as cushions in Hagrid's possession.

The first hidden billionaire at Hogwarts is Hagrid's Cottage, and it's hard to tell which is the real mansion, Hagrid's Cottage or Malfoy Manor.