The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts - Chapter 157

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In the forbidden forest, the centaur tribe.

The slightly empty grassland, with wooden and thatched houses built on thick tree trunks scattered among them.

At this time, on this crisscrossing mud road, a centaur ran quickly towards a gray stone house in the center of the tribe.

This is the only stone house in the entire tribe. It is usually not inhabited by people. It is used for sacrifices, stargazing and storage of important materials.

Firenze rushed into the stone house and kept searching. His expression was enthusiastic and eager. Just now, he inexplicably felt that he had to do a “proper divination” tonight.

Stargazing and divination have been completely integrated into the daily life of the centaurs, and “proper divination” is the conscious subjective formal divination of the centaurs, which usually requires bathing, dancing, and the help of external objects, etc.

And mandrake is a very suitable thing for “proper divination”.

All the mandrakes that Lind traded with him before were processed into a ginseng-like appearance and stored in this stone house. The human-shaped roots were also dehydrated, just like a baby corpse with hay leaves on its head.

Only half of these mandrakes have been used up. This is a long-term consumable, which is why Firenze proposed a deal after seeing Lind planting mandrakes.

Firenze had already bathed today. He was one of the few horsemen in the tribe who bathed regularly. He quickly took a dry and yellow mandrake leaf and held it in his mouth, then ran out of the stone house and came to a hill on the side of the tribe.

When his hooves stepped on the hill, he began to dance with his hands and feet, and his four hooves jumped back and forth. It seemed that he would lose balance and fall to the ground in the next moment, but he got back to his right body.

After a dance, Firenze took out the mandrake leaf in his mouth. At this time, the originally dry grass leaf returned to green under the unknown effect, and his saliva was still attached to the leaf surface.

Firenze took out the grass leaf, divided it into two halves and crushed it, and began to draw totems on his face with the help of the grass fragments and its juice.

The totem was mainly drawn in the eye sockets of the eyes, and there was a vertical line in the middle of the eyebrows, as if the sky eye was opened.

After the totem was finished, Firenze slowly looked up at the night sky. Seeing the scene in the night sky, he couldn’t help but open his mouth wide, full of horror. With the totem on his face, he looked like a demon.

“Order falls into disorder, chaos brings… new life?!”

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“Professor, they don’t have brain occlusion!” Lind, who missed, suddenly shouted. At this time, Lockhart had already held up the pottery statue of Cthulhu. With his crazy and pious prayers, Lind’s brain suddenly had an irrepressible impulse.

Dumbledore and Snape had personally experienced the outbreak of the guy in Lind’s body. He only took a look at the pottery statue and he immediately reacted to what Lind said.

Turning his hand, the wand quickly pointed at Harry and his group, “Children, the next one may not be suitable for you to watch!”

At this time, Harry and the others also saw the pottery statue. Except for Harry, the other three couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts, and then they heard Dumbledore’s words.

With their puzzled eyes, the old wand suddenly split into four thin spells and hit the four people. The three people except Harry lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

“Ah!!”

A heart-wrenching cry came from Harry’s mouth.

“Potter!” Snape stepped over the people who collapsed on the ground and hurried to walk over.

Dumbledore showed a puzzled look. He controlled the sleeping spell very well and divided it equally into four. Hermione, Ron and Jane who were hit fell asleep uncontrollably the moment they were cursed, except Harry…

At this time, Lind was holding the desk, and an indescribable breath gradually emerged from his body. This breath was so strong that it was visible to the naked eye, forming some kind of visible illusory dark green tentacles. These tentacles surrounded Lind and continuously “polluted” the entire office.

Dumbledore cast spells continuously, and covered the three people who fell to the ground with several protective spells again.

At the same time, he also placed these spells on the cabinets with important objects such as the headmaster’s portrait, the Sorting Hat, the Gryffindor Sword, and the Ravenclaw Crown to protect them.

The silverware that was originally spitting mist on each other on the table has now turned into hideous containers of various shapes, constantly secreting sticky liquids. On the wall, strange anemones and shellfish have grown. Including Dumbledore’s desk, it has been twisted into strange corals uncontrollably…

At this time, in addition to the constantly changing scenes. Fox stood on the perch and blinked constantly, watching this scene curiously.

Harry kept wailing on the ground, and Snape stood next to him, and Snape kept stomping his feet, unable to hide his inner anxiety. Dumbledore gave him a look not to act rashly.

Lind supported himself on the table, his feet kept shaking, as if he would collapse to the ground in the next second.

At this moment, in Lind’s mind——

The brain area that controls memory that Lind entered for the first time was visualized as a “study room”,

and now Lind came to the “living room”.

The “living room” corresponds to “behavior”.

The decoration of Lind’s “living room” is extremely simple, with gray and white multi-layer walls, and several thin and long light tubes hanging from the ceiling, which are arranged linearly in a pentahedron.

There is no wall on the left, but a whole window covered by white curtains, and the view outside the window is chaotic.

In the center of the living room, there is a coral ornament on the ordinary low glass coffee table, and next to it is a linen sofa…

At this time, the entire living room was filled with thick water that was enough to submerge the ankles, and there were seaweeds, anemones, etc. floating in it.

At the same time, a figure sat on the gray linen sofa. The person was naked, or it could be said that He had no concept of clothes.

Octopus head, wings…

The one sitting on the sofa now was the Great Cthulhu

“Is it because there are believers outside that you can appear? It seems that the call of the believers seems to have given you some strength!” Linde walked over and sat on the single sofa on the side.

Mr. Cthulhu did not answer him, but instead looked at the wall-mounted TV opposite Him with interest.

The TV kept playing the past that Linde remembered deeply, but it was just the blond and white Linde…

Linde also turned his head to look at the TV, as if the person sitting next to him was not an evil god, but an old friend.

After watching the past when he broke his leg when he was a child, Linde smiled, and then spoke again in a relaxed and slow manner, as if chatting:

“‘Behavior’ is originally used by humans to carry out social activities.

And the ‘living room’ is used to entertain guests. The things in the living room are what I, the ‘host’, allow you, the ‘guest’, to know.

So ‘behavior’ will be embodied as the ‘living room’. So what is played on this TV will only be what my world allows others to know, such as it will play Felix taking me racing, the first time I saw Big Bear and Little Bear, etc.,

but it will never play what I define as ‘secrets’.”

General Ke lay on the sofa, watching TV with interest, and did not answer Linde’s words.

He frowned, and with Linde’s mind moving, the TV snapped shut.

General Ke still did not move.

At this time, the accumulated water in the living room had already flooded over his knees.

It seems that he still cannot communicate. Why? Because He has not woken up yet, no, how can He break into the ‘living room’ if he has not woken up.

Is it because of disdain? Disdain to communicate with me? No, he is so “bored” that he can’t possibly not communicate with me. Linde recalled the first time he was possessed by Mr. Ke.

So, he has not fully awakened.

A believer who has no sacrifices, no prayers, and only an ordinary pottery statue praying to Him cannot wake Him up.

Thinking of this, Linde stood up and kept circling Mr. Ke who was sitting in front of him.

But no matter what Linde did, Mr. Ke did not respond to him.

Linde looked at Him, and impatience gradually emerged in his heart.

“Originally, I had a piece of land. But unfortunately, this piece of land was just fenced off by me, and my things were all placed in a mess. Whether it was you, or ‘Legendary’, ‘Oblivion’, etc., you could come in and take a look.

But now it’s different. I practiced brain occlusion, which is equivalent to building a house on this land.

Different things are placed in different rooms in different categories, and they are all equipped with door locks and keys.”

Linde looked at Mr. Ke, who was still motionless, with a cold face.

“So, I want you to leave my house now!” As he said that, the whole living room began to change and wriggle, like a huge mouth.

Last year, Mr. Ke still needed Linde’s “permission” to gain control of his body even with the blessing of the stars.

And today, Linde has successfully practiced brain occlusion, and He has not awakened, nor has the blessing of the stars. He is just a human believer praying in vain, which makes it even more impossible to gain control of Linde’s body.

But…

Linde was still using human thinking to guess His behavior.

The body of Mr. Ke, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and went into Linde’s ears, mouth and nose.

Linde wanted to wave his hand to stop it, but at this time he was just a consciousness-like existence, and there was no way to stop the smoke without a specific image.

Linde’s body suddenly turned into his old appearance, and severe pain came from his body. He couldn’t help but kneel on the ground, and as he was eroded by the smoke that Mr. Ke turned into, the whole living room was also undergoing drastic changes.

The originally gray and white minimalist wall began to wriggle, and flesh and blood continued to flow out, as if it wanted to form a wall of flesh and blood, and there was a faint relief on it.

The sofa kept changing, turning into a huge coral, and then changing back.

The water in the living room rose and fell

These were the manifestations of the two souls of Mr. Ke and Linde fighting for this body…

“I have been practicing the brain occlusion technique for a year…” Linde panted anxiously, his face flushed and roared,

“I don’t let you do anything to me!!”

“Since you, the “guest”, are so rude, don’t leave, stay here!”

As he spoke, the water in the living room surged up quickly, covering the coffee table, the TV, and finally, reaching the ceiling, turning this place into an underwater world.

In an instant, the shape of the entire “living room” stabilized.

There were still long light tubes hanging on the ceiling, but this time they were no longer arranged in a pentahedral shape, but in a spiral circle, as if they were going to suck people into a whirlpool in the deep sea.

These light tubes still emit light even underwater, but it is no longer a blazing white light, but a dark blue light, which is filled with a gloomy feeling with the water that fills the entire room.

On the main wall of the living room, tentacles and various flesh reliefs replaced the original large wall-mounted TV, and various barnacles and shellfish were used as embellishments.

The other side walls and windows disappeared and turned into hard leather membranes.

The coffee table, sofa, etc. disappeared, leaving only a throne composed of intertwined corals and tentacles.

Linde, who looked like the old man, slowly stood up and sat on the throne.

The throne began to automatically adapt to Lind’s body, pressing against his skin. Near the back of the neck, there are three pairs of six black and purple wings, the same as Andersen’s.

A pair of wings covered his eyes.

A pair of wings staggered to cover his mouth beneath his tentacles.

A pair of wings covers his fin ears.

Not hearing, not hearing, not seeing.

But this is just an appearance.

At the moment when the wings covered these three people, the whole room leisurely opened countless eyes, ears and mouths.

Densely packed mouths, eyes, and ears of different sizes appeared on the surrounding walls.

Linde on the throne sighed.

This was the first time that he actively absorbed Mr. Ke’s soul. Even though it was only a tiny wisp, it still changed him a lot.

I remember last year when Quirrell absorbed the remnant soul of Voldemort, he also said that doing so would “pollute” himself.

I never thought that one day he would do something like this…

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No matter how fierce the confrontation between him and Mr. Ke was in his mind, in reality it only lasted for a while.

In the office, Linde slowly opened his eyes. At this time, he was holding on to his desk as his consciousness sank into his mind.

At this time, his hands had opened their webs, and then he felt the tentacles on his lower face and the wings covered by the robe on his back.

Harry was on the side, screaming in agony as he endured unknown pain. Snape stood next to him, his eyes constantly changing.

Looking up, he saw Dumbledore’s eyes.

“what happened?”

Linde nodded slightly, indicating that he was fine. “He only regained a little consciousness because of Lockhart!”

Dumbledore looked at him worriedly, “What then?”

“I swallowed that ray of consciousness.” Linde smiled.

Hearing his words, Dumbledore looked at him in horror, clenching the Elder Wand slightly. Linde quickly explained,

“It’s just a small ray of consciousness. Relying on Occlumency, I can now decompose and digest it! Quirrell’s situation will not happen.”

The tip of Dumbledore’s nose twitched, as if he was thinking about something. Lind saw his eyes and vaguely noticed something. He quickly said, “Professor, please don’t enter my brain now! I don’t have a “living room” yet!”

“There is no ‘living room’?” Dumbledore asked doubtfully, “How could someone not have the living room that represents ‘behavior’?”

Linde bowed slightly, “Due to the problem of soul devouring, the original ‘living room’ has been merged into the ‘basement’, so I don’t have a ‘living room’ now.”

Hearing his words, Dumbledore was a little distracted and muttered, “Incorporate it directly into the basement?!”

Occlumency is essentially the concretization of abstract personal consciousness, and this concretization is usually expressed in the form of a “house.”

Because in human thinking, “house” represents a place of residence and personal space.

Corresponding to the different types of houses, each room expresses different places in human thinking.

“Study” – memory.

“Living Room” – Behavior: Represents a person’s behavior and behavior patterns in life and communication. Linde’s living room is spacious but minimalist, which represents his orderly, simple, and orderly daily behavior.

“Bedroom” – Identity: In the bedroom, people take off their masks and show their true selves. Lind’s bedroom is filled with photos from the past and Andersen’s action figures. There is a large soft spring water bed with many spell books scattered on it.

“Studio” – Ideal: Everyone dreams of doing a job that they like. So the studio represents one’s ideal goal. Linde’s studio is extremely simple, with a table, a pile of books, and countless pens and papers.

“kitchen”……

“Basement” – Beastiality: Everything in the basement is something that a person would not want outsiders to know until his death, and it is also a collection of the dark side of a person’s heart.

If the “living room” is the place where you can best open up to outsiders, then the “basement” is the place where you can never open up to outsiders.

Everyone often has violent and evil garbage thoughts flashing through their minds, such as suddenly stabbing a passerby in front of them, such as standing on the fifth floor and suddenly wanting to jump off, such as suddenly grabbing the head of the child in front of them and smashing it to the ground, or a loved one suddenly passing away. …

These meaningless thoughts filled with violence that could harm oneself or others are called “intrusive thoughts.”

And this is only a small part of the “basement”.