Reborn at Hogwarts

Chapter 40: Rubeus Hagrid's Cabin

There is indeed a problem with Sells' state!

When his hands touched Sayers and pushed him away, Ivan knew that his guess was correct.

There was no breathing, no movement, no sound at all.

Professor Searles, who stood on the stairs and blocked him, was more like a puppet that didn't have vitality and needed to be manipulated by humans than a real, living human being.

It wasn't that he stood here actively to block his way, but someone had placed him here in advance to prevent him from seeking Snape's help.

This was nothing more than a clumsy deception, but because of his habitual thinking, Ivan didn't even think about it at all at the beginning.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he noticed the abnormality displayed by Sells, and was able to escape from the siege of "Filch".

At the moment when he was about to completely merge into the wall, Ivan's nerves that had been tensed all night finally relaxed a little.

Judging from the various performances of "Filch", it is obvious that the man behind the scenes has certain limitations in his ability to manipulate others. The control of his body turned him into an unconscious puppet.

Not only did he take away his wand, but he even pretended to stuff a branch with the excess branch cut off in his pocket to deceive Ivan.

Then, from now on, I should only need to find a way to avoid Filch's tracking, and then find an opportunity to ask for help... It is obviously much easier than defending against an unknown number of enemies at the same time...

When Ivan was thinking this way, he had already left the first floor of the castle and began to look for a suitable person to ask for help.

So he also failed to notice the strange smile that suddenly appeared on the face of "Filch" when he watched him disappear into the wall.

...

It is an amazing feeling to change your shape and move freely in the walls of the castle.

Ivan has done this more than once, but this time the feeling is especially strong.

Although the body has been completely assimilated with the "elements", Ivan's five senses still exist, even sharper than in the physical body.

He could clearly feel that he was in an ocean that seemed to be made of stones and gravel. As long as he turned his mind, he could go to almost all places visible to the naked eye very smoothly.

Of course, this does not mean that he can ignore Hogwarts' protective magic. From his perspective at this time, there are several bright light spots that are flashing regularly, which should represent Hogwarts. The key nodes of Gewarz's entire protection network and certain rooms that are under key protection are absolutely inaccessible to him.

This point is also clearly stated in the letter written by Paracelsus to Grindelwald. The wizard in the "incarnation" state cannot perform normal spellcasting and can only rely on changing forms to fight, so it is completely impossible to crack these spells. Protective magic, if you encounter it, you can only take a detour.

Or remove the "incarnation" state, cast a spell to break the protective magic and then change the form again.

But this is too much trouble.

Ivan avoided a shimmering light spot, checked the direction a bit, and then "swimmed" towards the professor's office closest to him.

However, before he took two steps, an extremely intense pain suddenly surged out from the depths of his brain.

The pain came suddenly and intensely, as if suddenly countless people were attacking his head with hammers in their hands.

The "incarnation" state, which was maintained with ease, was shaken the moment the pain hit.

Ivan only felt that his body was being pulled wantonly by a sudden force, like a pair of hands, desperately fighting for every part of himself, wanting to take them as his own, and in the next second, he would be crushed. Totally shredded.

have to get out of here...

It was his last thought before he lost consciousness.

...

When Ivan opened his eyes again, what he saw was the low ceiling with oil lamps hanging on it. Several hams and feathered pheasants were also hung on it, making the ceiling look greasy.

He was lying on a bed that was obviously three or four times larger than the four-poster bed in the dormitory, and he was covered with a quilt made of broken steps.

Not far away, there was a huge wooden table next to the blazing fire, and a few wooden chairs were randomly placed aside.

A man who was much taller than ordinary people was sitting on one of the chairs, staring at the door in a daze with a sad face.

"...Mr. Hagrid?" Ivan recognized the identity of this half-blood giant. In fact, in Hogwarts, only Hagrid was the most recognizable besides Professor Flitwick.

His voice was extremely difficult and hoarse, like a traveler in the desert who hasn't drunk a drop of water for several days.

"Oh, you're awake, kid?" Startled by the sudden sound, Hagrid almost stood up with a "squeak", and then sat down with a "plop" because he couldn't stand firmly. Ivan was sure he saw the whole hut shake, and dust fell from the ceiling.

"How are you feeling? How are you?" Hagrid asked hastily. This time he was much more cautious, carefully standing up while supporting the table, and then moved to Ivan's side. Ivan felt a huge shadow covering himself.

"...not very good, I don't have any strength in my body, and my throat is very dry." Ivan felt it carefully, and his body felt like it was exhausted after being overworked. He tried to move his body, and immediately felt a sore pain in his limbs.

As for the needle-like pain faintly felt in his mind, it should be the sequelae of the complete exhaustion of magic power.

"Do you think you can still walk? Will it be a problem for me to carry you?" Hearing this, Hagrid became more nervous. "Oh, this is really unfortunate. I wanted to send you directly to Madam Pomfrey's, but something happened to Filch, Madam Pomfrey sent him to St. Mungo's Hospital overnight, and he hasn't come back yet—you know, I'm a gamekeeper, and I'm good for the treatment I don’t know anything about magic, and Madam Pomfrey isn’t here so I dare not send you there casually, the road is a bit long, I’m afraid you’ll have problems—and there’s a girl—oh my god, what’s going on tonight?”

"Thank you, Hagrid." Ivan forced a smile. He could hear the sincerity in Hagrid's words, but he was still a little apprehensive that Hagrid didn't send him to the school infirmary immediately, "Where did you find out?" mine?"

"A centaur brought you here." Hagrid said immediately, "He came out of the Forbidden Forest with you in his arms, and he said he found you fainted in the depths of the Forbidden Forest—by the way, why did you go to the Forbidden Forest? ? Students are forbidden to go there!"

The centaur who can save humans, is it Firenze...

Hagrid on the side was still chattering, it could be seen that he was so nervous that he was even a little incoherent when he spoke, such as "Ravenclaw's female student" and "Filch fainted outside Snape's room" Words like that came out in one go.

Ivan didn't hear more words later, and when the exhaustion in his body reached its peak, he fell asleep directly.

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