I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Both new and old students held their breath at this moment, waiting for the principal's next speech.

"Allow me to take a moment to introduce our new Defense Against Magic professor, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart!"

The voice just fell.

Lockhart, dressed in a striking green robe, stood up and waved to the young wizards. "Hahahaha, what an honor to see you all! Yes, we are your new Defense Against Magic professors! I've heard this job is very important, but who else can take it? After all, I've personally dealt with all sorts of dark creatures..."

Hearing his boasting, Snape next to him showed an expression of disgust and aversion.

He had actually been longing for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a long time, but because this position had been cursed by Voldemort himself, Dumbledore always rejected his request.

And today, he actually saw a idiot like Lockhart occupying this position and bragging about himself. You can imagine how disgusted he must be at this moment.

"Hey, how much longer is he going to talk?"

"We didn't expect his speech at all!"

"But you have to admit that he does have some real talent. This is recognized by the wizarding world."

"His smile is really charming."

Lockhart's endless tirade caused many young male wizards to complain, while the young female wizards were full of stars in their eyes and looked very admiring.

"Although it's presumptuous, please allow me to interrupt, Professor Lockhart." After an unknown amount of time, Professor McGonagall, who was sitting on Lockhart's left, seemed to finally be unable to bear his long speech and said, "We don't have much time."

"Oh, of course." Lockhart paused for a moment, then nodded slightly. "I'm so excited to be a professor at Hogwarts that I accidentally said a lot."

"We all understand your feelings." Dumbledore smiled and nodded at him, saying, "But if you keep going on like this, the little wizards will have to go back to their dormitories hungry."

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of laughter erupted from the hall, the laughter of the young male wizards clearly tinged with sarcasm. Dumbledore waved his hand and continued, "Also, our new astronomy professor! Chiklaine Pastor!"

"Wow!"

The entire hall erupted in exclamations. Previously, some of the younger wizards hadn't been entirely sure if Ziklaine was the real person. It wasn't until they heard Dumbledore's confession that they were finally certain.

Zekelin Pastor! This legend among legends actually came to teach at their school? This was truly, beyond words, exciting!

Crash.

Someone started clapping, and the entire hall erupted in thunderous applause.

At this moment, no matter whether they were students from Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, no matter whether they were boys or girls, all had joyful expressions on their faces.

Not only the students, but even the professors present applauded happily.

After all, the professors present had all participated in Ziklein's legendary journey to some degree. They were all proud of the achievements of this young man, who seemed to be possessed by the god of magic.

Even Lockhart joined in the applause, though it was unclear how genuine his words were. But at least the smile on his face was incredibly broad, as if he had once participated in the training of Ziklaine.

Amidst this intense, high-spirited atmosphere, Zikrein slowly stood up. "Thank you for your welcome, everyone. I will strive to lead you in exploring the mysteries of astronomy. I return to Hogwarts today not only as a professor, but also as a student," he said crisply, resuming his seat.

"What? Students?"

"No, no way? Are we going to go to school with Zekrein?"

"Oh my god! He will be sorted into that house. Can I be his roommate?"

"Calm down, you're a girl!"

"Just because I'm a girl, I want to be his roommate!"

Ziklein's words sparked a flurry of speculation and heated discussion among the young wizards. The entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was now as bustling as a market.

394 Horror Bus

Skirt-lifting maniac: What the hell, can your owner take you to work?

Lazy Little Kitten: Uh-huh, they’re already at their unit.

The illustrator said: This is outrageous, really outrageous! In which workplace can you bring your pet to work? Your pet owner doesn't work at a pet store!

Lazy Kitten: Bah! I'm not a pet, I'm her master cat! Of course, to keep a low profile... I can only live in her travel bag for the time being.

Hatchet Girl: So, you, the cat, are being carried around in a travel bag? So, what does it feel like to be in a travel bag?

Lazy Kitten: It’s okay, right?

Actually, it felt bad. Not only was it dark, but it was also a bit dull. But in order to maintain the glorious image of her cat master, Qi Luoli could only say it was okay.

Red Snake Fairy: I feel like you are being stubborn.

Lazy Kitten: It’s really okay, I’m not kidding! If you don’t believe me, you can try it yourself!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Let's just forget about this, shall we? The human body is destined to not fit into a small travel bag.

The illustrator of the book: Did Ruiko-chan forget Makoto? Wasn't his final resting place also a small travel bag?

Skirt-lifting maniac: That's all he has left is his head, okay? Are we supposed to follow his example and take it off and stuff it back in? It's still daytime, don't tell such unfunny ghost stories! And I think you should also consider Kotonoha-chan's feelings!

Hatchet Girl: I don’t have any feelings. Hearing the name Ito Makoto is like hearing a stranger.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Yes, Kotonoha-chan’s mentality is great. It’s really good to be able to completely separate your real self from your anime self.

Red Snake Fairy: Indeed, I feel that most of us cannot do this.

Curly-haired boy: What are you talking about? Gin-san, I did it!

Scarlet Snake Fairy: You didn't do it, you forcibly separated yourself from the original work! Your purpose was not to sever the chain of cause and effect, but simply to evade responsibility.

Book artist: Yes, you just don’t want to admit your relationship with Grandma Touse!

Curly-haired guy: Who the hell has feelings for that old monster? What kind of historical nihilism is this? It's just empty talk, so please don't say such creepy things!

Skirt-lifting maniac: You know whether it is historical nihilism or not. There is substantial evidence in Gintama's memory.

Foul-mouthed Man: Man, I think you should just confess. It's not a big deal, so there's nothing to lose by admitting, right?

Curly-haired boy: It would be strange if it wasn't a big deal! This is related to my life and future, Gin-san. If I really admit it, my life will be ruined, asshole!

Foul-mouthed man: Your life isn't much better now, so what difference does it make whether it's ruined or not? As a person, you should be more open-minded.

Curly-haired guy: Bullshit, your fucking life is ruined!

This is an actor: The opening lecture is finally over and I’m back.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Welcome back, dear. Have you eaten yet?

Book artist: Sister Xiaonan's next line is, "If I haven't eaten anything yet, I'll eat you first?" It's better not to say this kind of line in the group, it's too cliché.

The Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Not only is it vulgar, but it’s also dog-torturing!

Lazy Little Kitten: Yes, we must unite and firmly resist!

This is an actor: I've already eaten it, and the food made by the house-elves tastes good. But their recipes are a bit lacking, so I'll try to figure out how to improve them later.

Fairy Chi Lian: You still need to perfect the recipe for them. Are you really going to be the Dark Lord?

Skull Island Handsome Guy: I want to ask too. I always feel that you are contributing to and building Hogwarts.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: This is his style, not surprising. Back in the Naruto world, he was very focused on studying cooking and recipes. I had just met him not long ago, and I was also shocked.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Hahahaha, is there something wrong with Aizen's brain? Instead of thinking about conquering the world, he cooks every day!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: That's pretty much what I thought, and I even complained about it in the group chat. Later, I realized that An Ran-san really considers cooking and conquering the world to be equally important.

Curly: That's taste! Real demon kings are not just about fighting and killing. They also have full life skills!

Illustrator: It's begun, it's begun! It's time to lick again! But before that, I want to ask Gin... How's your progress with your investigation into the Harusame Pirates?

Curly: I'm taking a break today, and Wig is in charge of the project.

Wig: It's not a wig, it's Katsura! I'm currently in the process of approaching Matsudaira Katakuri Tiger and have already passed his family's nanny audition.

Skirt-lifting maniac: What, what the hell? Nanny audition?

Illustrator: I'm suddenly at a loss for words. It's already outrageous that you two aren't acting simultaneously and are dividing up the work. And damn, you're even auditioning for a nanny? And most importantly, you're a man!

Wig: Disguise is an essential skill for those who want to fight against foreign invaders.

Soul Society's villain: Are all you anti-foreigner warriors so talented? I've seen it today, it's amazing!

Hatchet Girl: Hahaha, I can’t stop laughing! This is a must-have skill for those who are dedicated to resisting foreign invasions. Do you dare to say more?

Katsura Yanye couldn't help but burst into laughter as she stood on the street. The heavy fruits trembled slightly, which made people think about it.

Fortunately, it was late at night and raining heavily. Otherwise, she would have been given all sorts of strange looks. But because of the weather, she was the only one on the platform.

scoff.

A turquoise bus rushed through the rain and stopped at the platform. The door opened and Gui Yanye stepped inside.

At this moment, she felt somewhat fortunate that she did not miss the last bus.

Even if she missed him, she could still use instant movement to rush home, but she would definitely get wet without an umbrella. Thinking of Keisuke's lecture like a little adult, Kotonoha felt a headache.

Clang.

She took out a coin from her pocket and threw it in, then looked around. Only then did she realize that she seemed a little naive.

There were passengers in the car, but they were obviously not humans.

In the front right seat sat an old woman with green cat-like eyes. The person sitting behind her was of different genders, wrapped in pale bandages stained with blood.

In the front left row, there sits a headless man in a suit.

At the back of the seats sat a group of students in school uniforms, their faces expressionless and pale, each clutching a grayish-black schoolbag.

Before Gui Yanye could do anything, there was a crisp "click" sound and the car door closed.

The bus sets sail again.

395 Gui Yanye's Careless Loss of Jingzhou

Malice!

Katsura Yanye could sense the intense hostility emanating from the surrounding spirits. The piercing feeling was like a cold winter wind brushing against her face.

But apart from this malicious gaze, these ghosts did not make any substantial attacks on her.

Why is this so?

Originally planning to go on a killing spree, Katsura Yanye suppressed her murderous intent. She felt there must be some unknown reason and secret behind this, and curiosity prompted her to dig out this secret.

Well. Anyway, with her strength, this level of supernatural power couldn't possibly pose a threat to her.

Although Katsura Yanye's perception wasn't particularly strong, it wasn't completely absent. Even if it was vague, she could still roughly sense the level of the supernatural presence on the bus.

For example, the cat-eyed old woman and the students were probably evil spirits, while the headless man sitting on the left was a fiercer spirit above the evil spirits.

In reality, demonic spirits of this level are very rare, and their appearance is usually accompanied by great disaster and casualties. It takes more than eight bishop-level exorcists to suppress them.

But for some reason, in just a few months since arriving in New York, Katsura Yanye has seen no fewer than five menacing spirits. Could it be that she possesses the legendary ability to summon spirits?

Grumbling inwardly, the young girl walked over to the old woman with cat eyes. She wanted to test the limits of these spirits and why they didn't attack her.

And the moment it got close, the originally quiet old woman with cat eyes suddenly became manic.

According to church documents, spirits inherently lack the ability to think. Although many of them were once human, their transformation into spirits completely robs them of their human memories and thoughts.

Their behavior patterns and habits have completely transformed into those of another species, leaving only hatred and resentment towards all living beings.

Obviously, the closer the creatures are, the deeper their hatred will be.

The cat-eyed old woman had now fully revealed her true, unearthly features, her cheeks covered in furrows and wrinkles. Her bright red tongue lolled out, her mouth wide open and filled with sharp fangs.

It stretched out its skinny hand and was about to grab Gui Yanye in front of it.

buzzing.

But at this moment, the lights inside the bus suddenly began to flicker. The uniformed driver in the cab also slowly turned his head.

Of course, this wasn't a traditional human head turn. Instead, the body remained motionless, its head swiveling 180 degrees on its neck. Even so, its hands remained firmly on the steering wheel, and the car's speed remained steady.

The driver turned his head, his eyes not on Katsura Yanye, but on the old woman with cat eyes.

The driver stared at the evil spirit expressionlessly, like a primary school student who had done something wrong. He quickly restrained his evil appearance and sat down obediently.

Click, click.

At this time, the driver turned his head back and looked forward.

Ghosts are also afraid of ghosts?