HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 161 Horror Stories

Emma raised her head from her homework in boredom, and saw Itana standing in front of the glass window of the bedroom, staring at the deep water outside in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" Emma planned to distract and relax, otherwise she suspected that she would be driven crazy by homework.

"I'm looking at the mermaid." Itana gently pressed one hand on the glass window, "Do you know that there are mermaids in the Black Lake of Hogwarts?"

Emma obviously hadn't heard of it, and she was aroused by this topic, "What else? What else besides mermaids?"

Itana was silent for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look at Emma, ​​and smiled secretly, "There are also lonely souls drowning in the water."

"They will gather outside the window after you fall asleep, watching you quietly, thinking how to come in and pull you into them when you are not paying attention..."

Emma's face paled a little, "You must be scaring me this time, I have seen through your methods!"

Itana didn't feel annoyed at being exposed, she smiled sinisterly, shook her head slowly, and continued in an erratic voice:

"There are a lot of ghosts in Hogwarts, aren't they? They have more or less regrets in their lives, and the same is true for these lonely souls who drowned. Their souls are trapped under the cold black lake. If they want to leave , we must find someone to replace them, and it is the legendary scapegoat..."

Emma shivered, feeling that there seemed to be countless peeping eyes hidden in the dark water outside the window, she closed the textbook and homework, "It's late, I'm going to bed! Don't make too much noise sound!"

"Okay, please rest, Miss White, I will definitely not disturb you." Itana's voice rose at the end, as if she was happy to successfully scare the other party.

She looked at the swimming fish outside the window for a while, and then returned to the four-poster bed that belonged to her after a simple wash.

Speaking of which, although Emma looks arrogant, she is more disciplined than Itana. Although they agreed before that one person will occupy two beds, Emma has not put her things in for more than a week. There was an empty bed, but itana had piled up all kinds of miscellaneous things.

So Itana still likes this little girl quite a bit, but she always acts like she rejects her, but Itana doesn't care, this kind of arrogant characteristic is almost like this, what she says is exactly what she thinks in her heart It's two different things.

Itana extinguished the last lamp, "Good night."

Emma didn't respond and seemed to be asleep.

However, after a while, Itana heard the rustling sound of turning over.

"Immoteleti? Itana? Are you asleep?"

A small voice sounded tentatively, and Itana slowly opened her eyes in the darkness, her voice was a little tired: "Why...it's the middle of the night, and you still haven't slept?"

"Is it true about the ghost at the bottom of the lake?"

"Fake, just kidding, let's go to sleep..." Itana closed her eyelids again in a daze, no longer interested in scaring the child.

"Hmph, I knew it." Emma didn't speak anymore, and her bed was also quiet.

After a while.

"Itana, Itana, are you asleep?"

"What's the matter..." Itana didn't even bother to open her eyes this time.

"I always feel that there is something outside looking at me. It's all your fault. You just told me about ghosts..."

The girl's voice was muffled, and she retracted her head into the quilt, as if this would bring her a little sense of security.

"..."

Itana really didn't expect her retribution to come so quickly. It seems that Emma can't sleep today and she can't sleep.

She would always talk to herself for a sense of security, and Etana is the kind of person who is a very light sleeper, and now she will not close her ears when there are other people in the room.

"How do you want to sleep?" Itana asked directly.

"How do I know! Now when I close my eyes, I feel a monster standing beside my bed! I can't sleep at all!" Emma's voice sounded like she was about to cry.

Itana turned over and faced the top of the four-poster bed, "Then you close your eyes now, and I will tell you a story."

At least if you hear the voice, you can know that you are not alone.

"I don't want your story!" Emma yelled in a low voice, almost in protest.

You must know that she can't fall asleep now because of this man's story. Even now that Itana admits that it is just a made-up story, her imagination in this regard has been aroused, and it is not so easy to forget and recover go down.

"Then what do you want to do?" Itana was also a little annoyed, this little devil has a lot of things going on, and she must make things difficult for her brother later.

"You sing." Emma thought for a while, thinking that there should be no more problems, right?
Although Itana really wanted to play some more hellish songs, but she was too sleepy now, so she just wanted to get rid of her quickly and go to sleep.

"By the way, you don't want to sing English songs, I don't want to understand you singing horror stories in the lyrics." Emma added.

"You ask so much." Itana didn't bother to argue any more, recalled a little, and a melody appeared in her mind.

She opened her mouth, humming slowly, it was a language Emma had never heard before, and before she was surprised by the fact that Itana could really speak other voices, Emma was already surprised by that ethereal voice. As if bewildered by the singing and voice that can penetrate into the soul, I forgot all the horrible imaginations that had stayed in my mind for a while.

Emma closed her eyes little by little, and slowly fell asleep in an unfamiliar language that she couldn't understand but gave off an ancient feeling.

Itana sang softly for a while, and when the breathing on the other side calmed down, she stopped and also closed her eyes.

Hey, coaxing children is really tiring.

After sleeping for an indeterminate amount of time, Itana felt as if she was being gently pushed and shoved, and the voice next to her ear was also a little bit clear:

"Wake up, wake up, there is something outside!"

The unconcealable crying sounded in her ears, Itana frowned and opened her eyes, and suddenly got up from the bed.

She looked around, and Emma was tugging on her quilt vigorously. Seeing her wake up, she quickly pointed to the window.

"The Wraith, is the drowned Wraith!"

Emma's body was trembling, but she tried her best to lower her voice, as if she was afraid of being heard by the ghost she said.

Where did the wraith come from? It was really a story I adapted... Itana squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of Emma's finger.

Outside the window, in the dim waters of the Black Lake, with the help of a little light that came from nowhere, one could see dozens of black shadows floating in the water outside the window, and one could vaguely distinguish the outlines of people.

They stood there quietly, looking into the window, and they didn't know how long they had been staring at them like this.

(End of this chapter)