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Ever since he discovered the secrets of Hogwarts witchcraft, Hu Xiuwu has lost interest in Hogwarts courses. The spells classes only teach simple witchcraft that can only be practiced after the physique has been transformed at Hogwarts, which he cannot learn.
If you want to practice real witchcraft, you may have to look in the library for magic books that are thousands of years old.
It's too troublesome. The skills he currently possesses are enough for him to practice, so Hu Xiuwu is only interested in the transfiguration class. He still plans to attend the first-grade transfiguration class in the afternoon.
But I also hope that I can draw inferences from other cases and gain some help in understanding the Huangting Jing.
Since I have nothing to do in the morning, I can go to the library. Even if I don’t study witchcraft, there are many books on other knowledge in the Hogwarts library.
For example, the prestigious "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", "Classic Herbology", "Advanced Dark Magic Analysis" and other popular and well-known books are a must-see attraction when you come to Hogwarts.
After listening to Hu Xiuwu's introduction, Zhang Lingyu was indeed very interested, but he was also worried that his poor English would be a burden to Hu Xiuwu and would require Hu Xiuwu to take the trouble to translate for him.
Hu Xiuwu waved his hand. This boring and arduous translation work was nothing to him and could be easily done. He asked Zhang Lingyu to relax and go for a walk with him.
Zhang Lingyu couldn't make up his mind for a moment and couldn't help but look at Rumu's master.
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "Young people should go out and have fun. Why do you always stay with an old man like me?"
"Yes."
After receiving the order from the Heavenly Master, Zhang Lingyu followed Hu Xiuwu out of the room.
The library was on the second floor of Hogwarts, below the floor where they lived. Thanks to the hard work of Zhu Quan, Li Ming and others, Hu Xiuwu and Zhang Lingyu easily went downstairs with the strategy guide.
He ran up and down the stairs smoothly, stopping and starting from time to time, waiting for people who were dawdling and unwilling to go back to work. Sometimes, when he got impatient, he jumped up and jumped over a distance of five or six meters to reach the next half of the stairs.
Even with a guide, going downstairs was still so cumbersome, Hu Xiuwu felt emotional.
No wonder when I looked at the freshman schedule just now, the first-year courses are so loose that there is often only one class in the morning.
The purpose of doing this is probably to leave enough time for the new students who have just arrived at Hogwarts to avoid being late. Otherwise, it is very likely that all the new students will be late for a class and the teacher will be left alone in the classroom.
Today is the first day of school and almost all students have classes, so the library is very quiet. There is only a lady in her forties wearing a long gown and a pointed hat sorting books here.
When the lady saw Hu Xiuwu and Zhang Lingyu, she was not surprised. She just put her index finger to her mouth, reminded them to speak quietly in the library, and let them in.
The library in the wizarding world is just like the library in an ordinary university, with densely packed and neatly stacked books and long tables placed side by side for students to study and read.
Thousands of bookshelves mean there are millions of books here, which can be described as a vast ocean.
Walking in the forest of books, Hu Xiuwu asked Zhang Lingyu what type of books he wanted to read.
Zhang Lingyu hesitated for a moment before asking Hu Xiuwu, "Brother, is there any book about alchemy here?"
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Hu Xiuwu never thought that Zhang Lingyu actually had a hobby of making elixirs.
"I'm afraid there's no alchemy. People here are more used to making potions with crucibles." Hu Xiuwu said slowly, reading the library index carefully, "But there are books introducing potions and herbs. Do you want to take a look?"
Zhang Lingyu nodded repeatedly: "Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother."
"Magic Pharmacy and Potion", "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration", "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi", "Dictionary of Magical Language", "Hogwarts: A History", "A Guide to Medieval Witchcraft"...
After selecting a thick stack of books and finding an empty space, Hu Xiuwu began the real operation.
Chapter 242 Inner Demon
After borrowing a large stack of parchment and a dozen quills from the library manager, Madam Pince.
Zhang Lingyu watched Brother Hu Xiuwu quickly read through "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Mushrooms" and "A Complete Collection of Poisonous Fungi" from beginning to end, and then he sat quietly in his seat with his eyes closed, muttering something in a mixture of Chinese and English.
He sat cross-legged on the chair as if he was meditating as usual, but then Hu Xiuwu's black hair grew suddenly, and soon his long hair fell to the ground, as if he was wearing a smooth black silk cloak.
The smooth hair spontaneously squirmed and tangled into a dozen black ropes, twisting and turning like a dozen snakes that had just awakened from hibernation and finally came out to breathe today.
A dozen braids as thick as a baby's arm flattened the parchment like octopus tentacles, flexibly rolled up the feather pen on the table, and began to write on the parchment at a speed comparable to that of a printing press.
In the quiet library, there is an enthusiastic man with more than ten tentacles translating books for his friends. The scene is warm and weird. Although it seems hectic, there is actually order in the busyness.
The soul was translating books in the Niwan Palace. More than ten hair tentacles were like pipes that output knowledge onto paper. There were also two braids standing tall like tentacles, like two supervisors, classifying and arranging the translated pages in order from time to time.
The picture is weird, but the work efficiency is amazing.
Before Zhang Lingyu could recover from the shock of the scene that shattered his worldview, two Chinese versions of "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Mushrooms" and "A Complete Collection of Poisonous Fungi" were already published.
Hu Xiuwu opened his eyes and reached out to touch his hair. He used his fingertips to gently weave dozens of hairs into a black rope as thick as a pencil lead. Then the new hair pushed the old hair out of the pores, and a tough black rope fell into Hu Xiuwu's hand.
Hu Xiuwu straightened the black rope with both hands and attached sword energy to the black rope.
The black rope with sword energy attached to it pierced through the translated "Compendium of Poisonous Fungi" as easily as a steel nail, and shuttled back and forth between the pages like a snake, winding around the back of the book, binding the pages together with the rope binding method, and using two blank parchments as book covers.
In the end, it turned into the appearance of the classic Taoist texts that Zhang Lingyu was familiar with.
The remaining books, "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" and "Magic Potions and Liquids", were bound into books in the same way according to the ancient rope binding method.
His hair shrank back to its original neat crew cut. Hu Xiuwu piled up three books and stared blankly at Zhang Lingyu:
"Here's the book you asked for."
Zhang Lingyu shuddered and took the three thick books woodenly, not daring to look at Hu Xiuwu. If he didn't know Hu Xiuwu's background, he would have suspected that Hu Xiuwu was a demon in disguise.
Even Quan Xing doesn’t have any weird painting style!
Turning hair into snakes is also a magical effect of the "Huangting Sutra". With the improvement of his cultivation, Hu Xiuwu has become more and more in control of his body. He can change his body shape, skin color, and hair length freely, and manipulate hair to hold a pen to write, which is even easier.
If one practices the "Huangting Sutra" to the extreme, it would be no problem to transform into a little giant like Hagrid, and transforming into a being with three heads and six arms is not a dream either.
Hu Xiuwu didn't take the fact that he scared Zhang Lingyu seriously. He thought Zhang Lingyu would recover quickly from such a small matter.
But unexpectedly, the stimulation this incident brought to Zhang Lingyu seemed to be even greater than Hu Xiuwu had imagined, and Zhang Lingyu could not let it go for a long time. He looked at Hu Xiuwu from time to time, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Hu Xiuwu had sharp senses and the two were quite close to each other, so Zhang Lingyu's little movement naturally did not escape his perception.
However, Hu Xiuwu didn’t understand why Zhang Lingyu was so concerned about this matter.
It was never Hu Xiuwu's style to keep things to himself, so he closed the book and said bluntly, "Lingyu, why are you always staring at me, and you look distracted?"
"If you want to ask anything, you can tell me directly."
"Ah! Yeah." Zhang Lingyu was caught off guard by Hu Xiuwu's direct pointing out of his actions. He stammered, not knowing what to say.
After a long while, he organized his words and asked Hu Xiuwu solemnly, "Brother, don't you think your appearance just now could easily cause misunderstandings among others?"
Hu Xiuwu said with a smile: "What's the misunderstanding?"
"If such a weird side of him is seen by others, won't it make people doubt the tradition of Shangqing? Won't people laugh at the character of the master, and laugh at him for teaching a disciple who can't abide by his original intention, is easily seduced by beauty, and makes a big mistake?"
Zhang Lingyu became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end he stood up from his seat with his face flushed with excitement and yelled at Hu Xiuwu.
Are you still talking about me?
Looking at Zhang Lingyu, who was excited, unusually agitated and irritable, Hu Xiuwu felt like complaining.
It turns out that Lingyu also has flaws.
Zhang Lingyu, who is highly expected by Mount Longhu and has always been regarded as the successor of Mount Longhu, still has inner demons that are difficult to let go under his gentle appearance.
Perhaps it was because he didn't want to disappoint his elders that he had always been brooding over his imperfections. This time, he saw that Hu Xiuwu had the same ugly side as him, but it seemed to have no effect on him at all. He was impulsive and lost his usual calmness.
Madam Pince, who was sorting books in the distance, heard the shouting and couldn't help but get angry: "Quiet! This is the library. Even if you are guests of Hogwarts, you must abide by the library's rules!"
After being interrupted by Madam Pings, Zhang Lingyu calmed down. Realizing that he had lost his composure, he bowed deeply to Hu Xiuwu:
"It was Lingyu who offended me just now. Senior brother, please forget what you just said. I'd better go to my room and read these books."
He then picked up the three translated books on the table and fled the library in a hurry, not giving Hu Xiuwu time to speak.
Hu Xiuwu could only sigh and sit back in his seat.
Judging from the situation, he has been suffering from this problem for some time. I wonder if the Heavenly Master has noticed it.
Even the Heavenly Master couldn't help him let it go. He was a man he had only known for a few days, and it was not certain that he would be able to let it go if they talked too much. It was better for Zhang Lingyu to calm down on his own.
Besides, Hu Xiuwu also had some confusion in his mind that needed to be resolved.
A few days ago, when I was chatting with Hagrid in his cabin, I heard Hagrid inadvertently mention that Hogwarts had been invaded by Dementors. From his description, I felt that this monster called Dementor had a familiar smell.
If Hu Xiuwu hadn't been burdened with too many trivial matters in recent days, he would have come to the library to solve his doubts long ago.
If Hu Xiuwu remembered correctly, the last time he saw a similar creature was when Ghost Tomb took him to attach himself to the snake god.
Looking at the lifeless Zhongshan Mountain, I saw the evil ghosts wandering in the dead and dark land.
How did the creature in the snake god's belly come to the mortal world?
Is it possible that besides the ghost cave, there are other passages in this world that lead to the Snake God?
Chapter 243 The Deathly Hallows
Hu Xiuwu attached great importance to how the evil ghost originally in the body of the snake god came to the mortal world. He looked through the catalog and found the chapter that recorded the situation of the Dementors.
The Dementor, who swam in the middle of the conversation like a fish, was wearing a tattered cloak that swayed like a fish's tail. Under the cloak was a body that looked like a charred corpse, but he had a faceless face like a drowned person.
The two most horrific ways of dying are combined in them, with fluttering black robes, charred mummies, and pale faces looming, as if they will break through the portrait and attack you in the next second, which makes it even more terrifying.
Such a unique painting style, coupled with the uncanny valley effect, has made them always top the list of the most terrifying creatures, and no monster has been able to shake their position for years.
In addition to illustrations, the author also systematically describes the habits of Dementors. They feed on positive human emotions. Just by being around you, they can suck away all your happiness and leave only painful memories.
It can also perform the Dementor's Kiss, sucking away all of a person's emotions in one breath, turning a normal person into a walking corpse.
At the same time, the author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" is as curious about the origin of Dementors as Hu Xiuwu.
According to his research, the first record of Dementors in the wizarding world was in a wizard's laboratory, not in the wild. This shows that Dementors, like Basilisks, are likely the product of a wizard's experiment.
Looking at the familiar illustration of the basilisk in the book, Hu Xiuwu narrowed his eyes.
This was another creature he had seen in the body of the snake god. No longer bound by the records of Dementors, Hu Xiuwu read the entire book from beginning to end, and indeed discovered other things.
The thestrals that can only be seen by people who have seen death, the snake monster with the eyes of instant death, and even the Pure Vision Agama and the Dapu Demon Insect are included in this book, which shows that the author is knowledgeable.
But it also indirectly proves that the Western alien world is definitely not completely ignorant of the snake god.
The Snake God surrounds the world and its presence is very felt. How could it be possible that only the East knows of its existence? There are also people in the West who have discovered it, just like discovering new stars, and who, like the Samsara Sect and the Ghost Cave Clan, covet its power.
The despicable Herpo was the best of them, and he somehow found a way to bring the basilisk out of the snake god's body.
Thinking about the method of breeding basilisks described in the book, if you put a rooster egg under the body of a toad to hatch it, you can get a basilisk?
This joking method is simply fooling Hu Xiuwu's IQ.
If it was so easy to get a basilisk egg, then even if the Ministry of Magic strictly prohibited the breeding of basilisks, every dark wizard should have a basilisk egg in their hands.