The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

After working continuously for more than an hour, Linde finally cleaned up all the frogs in the pot. The frog carcasses were full of frogs soaked in the pot, and the pot with eyes was half full.

There was a thick layer of blood on the gloves, and there was an unpleasant fishy smell on it. It was the smell of blood mixed with various organ wastes, which could be called a biochemical weapon.

However, these smells have no effect on him at all, they are just unpleasant.

Snape's potion brewing seemed to have entered a new stage at this time. He also turned his attention away from the crucible, walked to Linde's long table, waved his wand, and then removed all the ingredients on the table. The pile of flesh and blood composed of various organs was cleaned.

"Dumbledore said you wanted to learn a spell that turns your body into a puff of black smoke?! And I'm curious, where did you know this spell?" Snape asked.

"I learned about it from old newspapers more than ten years ago. At that time, Voldemort's followers were really in full swing. They regarded all rules and laws as nothing, and they just flew around the wizarding and Muggle worlds all day long." Lind took off his gloves and smelled Smell your fingers.

There was also a faint fishy smell on the fingers. It seemed that even the gloves made of dragon skin could not completely isolate the penetration of external things on a microscopic level.

"This spell is much less difficult than Occlumency." Snape said calmly, still without a good expression on his face, and walked out as he spoke, "Dumbledore actually asked me to spend time teaching you, I I think he obviously looks down on you."

"Is this a compliment to me?!"

No, Snape must be cheating!

As he said that, Linde had followed him to the office outside. He sat down on the chair, then took out a piece of parchment and put it on the table. With his fingers facing each other, he looked at Linde, "I think you can be completely self-taught." ,what you think!"

Lind picked up the parchment, and before he could read the contents on the paper, Snape said at the right time, "Continue to come here every Saturday night, and if there is anything you don't understand, ask me.

If there are no questions to be answered, then..."

He didn't finish his words, but the expression on his face spoke for itself. If there were no doubts, then just like tonight, do something before leaving.

Even though he had brought in free labor, Lind also had a vague feeling that Snape had been short of manpower recently. The frogs he just processed were obviously one of the materials that would be used in subsequent lectures. In addition, there were many materials that had not been processed.

House elves can indeed process some materials roughly, but there are some that they can't handle.

At this time, Snape usually handles it himself, or he treats it as a kind of punishment and lets those poor children handle it.

This is usually enough for potions teaching in seventh years.

But now Snape may have other things to do and he has to waste time, and a free labor force like Linde appears at the right time, so it is normal to find an excuse to let Linde do things.

Lind nodded. Just like what he said before, it was understandable for Snape to ask him like this. There was nothing to say, just do it.

Afterwards, Linde said goodbye to him and left the office...

As expected, Harry and Ron were brutally murdered by Snape during the Potions class on Monday morning, and they probably had to deal with the potion materials at night.

"He did it on purpose," Harry shouted in a low voice, inserting the knife into the table. "Look at what he looks like now, he looks like a bat..."

Linde was sitting in the seat in front of him, with a calm and calm face, looking peaceful and beautiful in the world. He took out a water glass and took a sip of water, smiling lightly, like a little old man who looked down upon life.

He completely understood what Harry was going through. Who knows that Snape is such a person.

And having someone suffer with him made him feel much more comfortable.

After class, Lind was behind the crowd. Before he left the classroom, he heard Malfoy's shout from the front.

"dad!"

Linde looked up and saw a man standing on the side of the corridor. He looked about 1.8 meters tall. His smooth blond hair was combed back and spread down his back. His face was very clean, his eyes were sunken, and his eyes were sharp and focused.

He was also well-dressed and neatly dressed, wearing a windbreaker with a double-row vest underneath, and some small accessories with a unified double-horned Western dragon head logo.

He placed his hands on a snake-headed cane in the middle. There was a slit in the handle that could be twisted open to extract his wand.

He looks exactly like the movie version of Lucius Malfoy in Lind's memory.

To be honest, when Lind watched the Harry Potter movies in his previous life, he really felt that Draco and Lucius didn't look like father and son at all.

Lucius in the movie really has an aristocratic bearing. He can be said to be the person who Lind feels has the most "Slytherin" flavor.

He keeps his inner thoughts to himself, is proud and possesses power, and although his actions sometimes feel a bit pretentious, they do make people feel very noble.

On the other hand, Draco...

If we follow the future story line, he will indeed become annoying in the future.

But at least now, in his second year, he is a little brat who never talks about pure-blood glory or power. Just like those silly children in the previous life who felt that they had seen through life when they were more than ten years old.

Putting these thoughts aside, Linde smiled.

In fact, he quite liked future Draco. He is also a young master who learned Occlumency at a young age. He and his parents care about each other and are willing to do whatever it takes to protect each other. He did not remarry after his wife died, etc...

There are indeed points worth Lind's appreciation. In the future, he will have a unique charm that belongs only to villains.

But now he... is hard to describe.

After that, he put his mind on the parchment scroll of the Mist Spell that Snape gave him the day before yesterday.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a unique gaze on him.

What is the feeling of being watched suddenly? ! Lind couldn't say it. Maybe he felt that the ambient sound around him suddenly decreased, or maybe he suddenly noticed something wrong with the corner of his eye.

This is an inexplicable feeling that many people have had. Suddenly feeling something wrong for no reason, and then turning his head to see someone staring at him.

This is how Lind feels now. When he looked up, he saw Lucius looking at him, and Malfoy smiled at his side.

Lind pretended not to notice him. His eyes did not stay in Lucius's direction. He shook to the right, then retracted his eyes and walked towards the corridor as if he didn't feel anything.

Obviously, Draco just said something to Lucius, and then Lucius noticed him. And it is certain that they have no good intentions towards him.

Linde walked over as if nothing happened, but he didn't notice that his disregard was the most abnormal.

Whether you know Lucius or not, whether you know the Malfoy family or not, at least in this school, Lucius's "power" standing there is enough to attract the attention of all the little wizards, and at the same time make these little guys retreat.

Even most of the students in this corridor have already trotted away, because they feel a little uncomfortable with Lucius here.

On the other hand, Linde walked over slowly as if he didn't see them.

"Stop!"

Before Linde walked over, he heard Lucius's faint voice, and his tone naturally carried a kind of unquestionable tone.

Linde continued to walk without looking.

Snap!

A big hand with distinct joints slapped his shoulder and held it hard.

Lind turned his head and saw the angry Lucius.

"Hello! Can you let go of my shoulder?" Lind looked him straight in the eye and said.

Lucius turned Lind's body around, then shook off his shoulder, and looked at him with a scrutinizing look.

"Draco? Are you sure he was the one who exposed Lockhart's behavior?" Lucius asked with some doubt.

"Yes, Dad!" Draco replied, looking at Lind's current situation, he couldn't help wanting to laugh.

But Dad said that nobles should remain calm and not laugh.

Lind glanced at Draco, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Draco's heart skipped a beat!

He couldn't laugh.

Lind's eyes made him a little scared.

Lucius looked up and down for a while, then said nothing, and walked slowly past him with Draco.

He came when he was called, and he left when he was waved away.

Lucius felt that there was no need to pay attention to "etiquette" with Lind.

Just like for some guys, Lind would only call them "it" instead of "him".

At least in this respect, they are the same kind of people.

Lind turned his head and looked at the backs of the two Malfoys leaving. There was also a house elf following behind them, which should be Dobby. Just now, because there were too many people, Lind had not noticed the short one.

"Hehe!"

Lind's mouth unconsciously hung a smile. This Lucius really looked down on people.

He couldn't tell what his mentality was now, but he was sure that he was not angry or furious now.

Flint had provoked him in the same way before, and he felt very uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart. In addition to being delayed by Flint at that time, another reason was that Flint did not have the strength to provoke him and ignore him.

Now that he was ignored by Lucius, he didn't feel angry or ashamed, because Lind couldn't deny a fact-he was not as good as Lucius now, and he didn't have the level to communicate with Lucius on an equal footing.

As he said before, the reason why this happened was purely because he didn't have enough truth.

After that, Lind didn't care about these things. He didn't know what Lucius's purpose was, but it was definitely none of his business. He was more concerned about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon.

Who is the new teacher?

After eating something in the hall, Lind didn't go back to the lounge. Defense Against the Dark Arts was on the second floor, and it was too troublesome to go back to the lounge. And he couldn't just sit in the hall, otherwise someone would come to him and ask him questions.

Thinking about it, Lind came to an empty classroom on the third floor of the castle. Although there was nothing inside, it didn't stop him from sitting there and reading.

First, he took out the textbook of potions, turned to the part he had studied before, and began to mark and draw on the book. He made a mental draft in his mind, so that he would be much more efficient in doing homework at night.

Then he unfolded the parchment scroll again and began to try to practice.

Interestingly, this is also a permanent magic like brain occlusion. After learning it, you don't need to chant the spell, you can use it whenever you want.

Of course, consumption, transformation speed, etc. are another matter, which depends on the proficiency and understanding of this magic.

"Imagine yourself turning into nothingness, and your body slowly disintegrating..."

"Oh, it's all thanks to me. How can other little brats understand what nothingness means?!"

Linde put down the parchment roll, then followed the posture of the Taoist priests in the TV series, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes naturally. He had practiced brain occlusion before, and the conditions here were not so good, but he could make do.

About half an hour later,

Linde slowly opened his eyes.

"No change... too many distracting thoughts. Especially when I closed my eyes and began to feel the changes in my body carefully, I still..." Thinking of this, Linde couldn't help but knock his head.

"I can't immerse myself at all! Although this is definitely not something that can be practiced in a short time, I feel that I haven't even taken the first step..."

Thinking about it, Linde decided to change a method.

Taking out the piano he bought in London from his waist bag, Linde placed it on his thighs while sitting cross-legged, then thought for a while, and stood up to lock the door of this room.

After that, when he sat down again, he had returned to his old posture.

This posture is more comfortable. He now unconsciously feels a sense of restraint in his human form.

Thinking about it, Lind put the piano back on, first plucked it casually to find the feeling, and then slowly began to play with both hands.

As the piano sounded melodiously, a strange and terrifying atmosphere spread throughout the house, and gradually echoed in the dark corridor.

He played "Halloween Theme". Just looking at the name, you can tell that this is a song with a slightly scary atmosphere.

It is an episode in the famous horror series "Halloween", which plays every time the protagonist Michael Myers appears to kill people.

Lind likes this tune, and the name Michael Myers is also used by him as the name of the vest after he drank the aging drug.

And Lind himself slowly immersed himself in his own world.

And this terrifying piano sound began to circulate again and again throughout the third floor...

After the song, Lind slowly opened his eyes, and it took a while before he recovered. He stretched his stiff joints with a click, and his fingers also felt swollen and painful.

"Hmm... I seem to have found that feeling."

Linde smiled and took out his pocket watch to check the time.

The time was just right!

After packing up his things, he stood up, patted his butt, and then turned into a human again and walked out of the room.

Huh? !

The entire color tone of Hogwarts Castle is the same as in the movie, which is relatively dark overall.

And the room where Linde stayed was in the corner of the third floor. There were no windows, and there were very few candles and wall lamps. Even if it was broad daylight, it was no different from night.

At this time, he vaguely saw a group of figures huddled in the corner of the corridor.

"Who!" Linde asked in a low voice.

The man seemed to be startled by Linde's voice and trembled all over.

Linde walked slowly over in the other person's horrified eyes. Then he saw a girl squatting in the corner with tears on her face.

Before Linde came over and said anything, the girl screamed, "Don't... don't kill me! I will never... never tell anyone that the devil's voice was made by you!"

"?!"

Are you scared like this because of the piano I played? ?

"There is no danger in school, child!" Linde tried to comfort her as much as possible. As a result, the girl didn't listen to him at all, but just sobbed quietly, looking at Linde's face full of shock.

Linde frowned, looked at the girl in front of him, and then thought about the time before his class.

"Pick up your wand!" Linde suddenly said loudly.

"I... I don't want... If I pick up the wand, you will have an excuse to attack me!" The girl said loudly.

This sentence interrupted Linde's thoughts.

This is not the United States, no one does this, OK? !

"I mean, the wand will give you courage, and then let you walk out by yourself, instead of squatting in this corner and crying uselessly!"

After saying this with a tone of regret, Linde walked away without looking back.

He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, the child would be frightened and become sick.