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Chapter 75 Special Ceiling Features
Chapter 75 Special Ceiling Features
When darkness falls in the Eternal Realm, it is truly pitch black; without a light source, it's no different from being blind.
And when he uses Shadow Emergence now, it's the same; you can't see your hand in front of your face. In the dark, Charlie can do whatever she wants, and he can do almost the same, since Shadow Emergence uses his own shadow.
In the darkness, Charlie would indiscriminately attack anyone without a light source, except for her sister.
As for myself... if I wanted to, I could probably attack everyone in my shadow indiscriminately, but of course I wouldn't do that.
After all, it was a gamble. Voldemort said he could sense his presence through magical fluctuations. It wasn't just a matter of alerting him; he'd also received a performance fee from Dumbledore, so he had to be professional.
"Very good, Kane, I think you've learned very well. Put it away." Voldemort, still standing behind the desk, remained motionless and spoke to himself.
Kane nodded, and as the shadow faded from the outermost layer, the true appearance of the office was slowly revealed. At this moment, Voldemort felt a little weak and sat down, leaning on the desk for support.
"Alright, Kane, I think you did very well in today's lesson. You can leave now."
"So fast?" Kane raised an eyebrow.
"Otherwise, why do you think schools have breaks between classes?" Voldemort retorted.
"Yeah, see you next Wednesday, Professor Quirrell." Kane said as he left Quirrell's office; it was time to go back and get a good night's sleep.
On his way back to the Gryffindor Tower, Kane walked while holding up his glowing wand and yawning. Suddenly, he felt a strange sensation.
It felt as if someone was watching me from the shadows, not like the Grim Reaper, but rather...
Well, it wasn't anything grand or sophisticated spying; it was just two little wizards from some unknown academy and grade secretly following me.
Because the shadows are all visible.
Kane slowed his pace, and the two men following him, seeing this, understood what was happening and quickly moved a few steps forward to stand opposite him.
Kane looked him up and down, left and right. Hmm, a second-year Slytherin wizard.
"What?" he asked.
"Are you Cairnheath of Gryffindor?" one of the young wizards stepped forward and asked.
Kane nodded, but the moment he did, the two young wizards opposite him seemed to receive a signal. They instantly pulled out their wands from their pockets, and two prank spells, which Kane considered no different from mere jokes, flew from their wands onto their Shadow Armor.
...Oh!"
He wasn't angry at all this time, he just laughed. He laughed at the two wizards who were older than him who had followed him for half a day in the middle of the night, and the little wizard who looked like a master from the start, but this was all he got?
These days, anyone can cause trouble. Kane sighed and pulled out his wand, intending to casually summon some small monsters from the Eternal Realm to whet the appetites of his two senior classmates.
However, considering that this place is not far from Quirrell's office, and that Quirrell had seen the tentacles under the trapdoor before, he might be able to connect those tentacles to himself.
As for other spells... Shadow Blade is even more powerful, so after thinking it over, I decided to stick with the new spell I just learned from Voldemort.
Kane's mind raced, and he murmured, "Shadow Surge."
The next moment, as the two spells struck Kane's Shadow Armor without even a flash of magical light, the two seniors realized that they shouldn't have been so easily coaxed by their seniors to come and cause trouble for this person.
This guy is a tough nut to crack, and the two senior students, who have a firm grasp on the principle of running away if they can't beat him, were running away when they suddenly felt like they went blind. Then all sorts of punches, kicks, needle pricks, and bites came from all directions.
Soon, the auditorium was relatively quiet late at night. Even most of the ghosts went to various corners to rest or daydream, or gathered in twos and threes with their friends to chat.
Only Kane, with two Slytherin seniors floating behind him, stood in the center of the Great Hall, pondering where it would be most appropriate to hang them.
"Yo~"
Hearing the groans behind him, Kane asked one last time, "Aren't you going to talk? Who sent you to attack me?"
no answer.
"Alright." Kane finally sighed, but before he could figure out how to hang the two guys behind him, Peeves suddenly popped out from under his feet.
"Hey hey hey hey! Look here, there's a little wizard bullying his classmate, from Gryffindor. Please wait a moment, Professor McGonagall will be here soon!"
After saying that, Pipi Ghost was about to fly away into the distance.
Kane called out, "I'm not afraid to tell Professor McGonagall. It'll just be a deduction of points, a check-up, and some solitary confinement."
Menpipi was somewhat surprised; this was the first time he had ever seen a little wizard who wasn't afraid of the professor.
"Oh, so you're really amazing? Even more amazing than Master Pipi Ghost?" Pipi Ghost asked with a curious look that was both comical and cute at first glance.
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"If you can find me two ropes, then you're really something." Kane said, pinching his nose and suppressing the urge to curse Peeves for being disgusting.
"Hmm, a very knowledgeable little wizard. I like him. He knows who the big shot is in this castle who can produce everything." Peeves nodded repeatedly at Kane with great satisfaction, then flew away through the wall into the distance.
Kane watched Peeves fly away... Good, now he's all alone again. Well, not entirely alone.
He nudged the two guys flying behind him with his hand: "Do you know where there's a rope? I can't hang you two without one."
The two young wizards shook their heads frantically, as they genuinely had no idea where the rope was.
Just as Kane was struggling with his problem and even considered going to find ropes nearby, Peeves, a big shot in Hogwarts who could produce anything, flew over carrying two long, thick ropes.
"Peeves, although this is only our second meeting, I really think you're a very good ghost." Kane looked at Peeves, who had appeared here like a timely rain, and he even wanted to become sworn brothers with it.
Peeves waved his hand and said, "What's there to say? We're all brothers. As long as you do something bad, we'll blah blah blah and hang those two little wizards high on the ceiling of the Great Hall with Kane."
"Ah! Finally, I can go to sleep." Kane sighed and parted ways with Peeves, who went off somewhere to plan his next mischief, while Kane went back to sleep.
Until the next morning, in the auditorium.
Snape, suppressing his anger, looked at the two Slytherin boys who had just been rescued and demanded, "Tell me, who hung you two from the ceiling all night?!"