Chapter 126 Asahi Riddell
Chapter 126 Asahi Riddell
Chapter 126 Asahi Riddell
Kane picked up the two bull horns and greeted the horned hat, "Ah, how did you fall on the ground?"
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 hide-and-seek game? 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 to hang the little wizards who were bullying her from the ceiling in the middle of the night, after all, Luna's father was running a newspaper at a loss, purely out of love, and yet these little wizards were bullying his daughter inside Hogwarts, it was too much! He would definitely deal with those evil little wizards himself!
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 being bullied one-sidedly, but rather engaging in a back-and-forth fight."
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 knew 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 flower 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, then held a flower wreath in his left hand and a crumpled, cowboy-hat-like top hat in his right. Hmm, these were the only two useless head ornaments he had for now: "I don't need either of these 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 this whenever his sanity was in dire need of repair. 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 around Kane 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 snuggled under the covers chatting with Tom, suddenly slammed her book shut. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Luna enter: "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 initially only considered Lockhart as a starting point for acquiring 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 it be that she possesses some item capable of defending against mental magic? No? If that were the case, not only would I be unable to affect her, but I would also be countered. But right now, I feel that my magic has indeed been successfully used...
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 talents of young wizards at Hogwarts in recent years have reached an abstract level of power?
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 gentle and kind people the most, I'll make sure he doesn't get thrown in the trash by the willful first-year witch.
The great Lord Riddle resumed his austere business life.
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