Hogwarts Wizard of the Deep

Chapter 156 Worshiping God
Lockhart remembered that day.

It was Christmas night, and he was at home when he suddenly received a package.To be honest, he was a little tired of unpacking. He had been unpacking all day, all of which were gadgets sent by various fans.

The things that fans send in are either direct purchases, or some homemade action figures of magically movable snow monsters, werewolves, and so on.

There were also letters, and various "books" which they thought would be of interest to the learned Mr. Lockhart.

Of course, as a big star, he will still unpack these packages, and then reply to fans one by one to express his thanks.

Only in this way will the stickiness of fans increase.

He half-lyed on the sofa, watching another new package arrive.

The package was a cuboid about ten inches high and six feet long and wide.One look and Lockhart knew it must be some kind of doll statue or something.

Out of habit, he first looked at the gift giver.

"Quirinus Quirrell?!"

It was actually a gift from that mysterious partner.

Lockhart suddenly became interested, and quickly opened the package. Inside was a wooden box of equal volume.There was also a letter sandwiched between the wooden box and the wrapping.

Lockhart was not in a hurry to open the wooden box, but first opened the letter and read it.
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Guidro Lockhart
My good friend, I hope He can guide you when you are confused.If you don't know how to call him, please remember to call him "Father-Cthulhu".

Quirinus Quirrell
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The content of the letter was very short, Lockhart glanced at it and then shook it off, what guidance does not guide?
It wouldn't be the "Book of Prophecy" or "Prophecy Ball" with some weird magic attached.Lockhart twitched the corners of his mouth, he also received a lot of that kind of painful stuff.

After opening the wooden box, I saw a pottery statue inside.

Pottery?

Lockhart was puzzled.Then he carefully took out the pottery statue.

"This……"

Lockhart couldn't help feeling disgusted from the bottom of his heart just by seeing the pottery statue.

The pottery figure was about seven or eight inches high, and it represented a monster with vaguely humanoid outlines.

It has an octopus-like head...a tentacled face,...a scaled, rubbery torso...with long, narrow wings attached to its back.

This thing doesn't look like it came from human hands.

why?
Lockhart did not believe that a normal human mind would conceive of such an image and carve it out.

"Father! What the hell." Lockhart put the pottery statue aside, "It's the only thing that can guide me. Heck, it's not like that."

Lockhart was lying on the sofa again, and he couldn't help feeling sick and nauseous since the first time he saw the pottery statue.In addition, that too weird image also made him—— palpitations.

Shaking his head, Lockhart stood up from the sofa.

"Fuck, Quirrell ruined my day." Lockhart roared in the empty room as if cheering up, and walked upstairs unconsciously.

It's time to go to bed, really, let's get over this bad day!

However, the next day, Lockhart uncontrollably glanced at the pottery statue again,

Still ugly and gross.

He locked the pottery statue in the cabinet.

On the third day, he opened the cabinet again uncontrollably.

Holding the pottery statue, fingers slid across the streamlined octopus head on the pottery statue, all the way to the tentacles.

"It seems...it seems pretty good," Lockhart commented truthfully, "There is an indescribable 'aesthetics'."

On the sixth day, Lockhart placed it on his desk.

No. On the 12th day, Lockhart began to wipe it without incident, humming a ditty composed of the word "Cthulhu" unconsciously.

No. On the 20th day, Lockhart felt that he should respect the pottery statue, and began to take the initiative to add "Father" to his title.
No. On the 30th day, he began to complain to the pottery statue, expressing his inner feelings...

God, he began to believe from the bottom of his heart...

Today, in Dumbledore's office, when he had no way out, he suddenly thought of his god.

Yes!

Only God can save me...

"Ask whatever you want!" Lockhart collapsed on the chair, his face full of despair.

"First of all, where is my bird?" Linde asked this question again, and Andersen has not shown up until now, saying that he is not worried that it is fake.

"It flew away!" Lockhart said irritably, "You've already asked this question once, if you don't want to believe me, then why should we ask this question again. Besides, why should I lie to you? Maybe I want to be given Veritaserum."

Looking at Lockhart's irritable appearance, Linde was unmoved, but looked left and right at Dumbledore and Snape.

Neither of them responded.

Then you shouldn't be lying!

"What's your relationship with Quirrell!"

Lockhart said helplessly, "For a deal, just provide him with some of your information." Then, Lockhart stretched his hand to his waist, "I still have the letter he gave me..."

Linde looked at Lockhart's action of putting his hand into his pocket, feeling inexplicably strange.

Doesn't he like to store all his important things in the office?For example, the previous manuscript, Mr. Ke's pottery statue, etc...

"Tao statue?!"

He still doesn't know what effect that Mr. Ke's pottery statue will have on ordinary people!

Linde's eyes froze, and he wanted to fly over, "Stop him, he's related to C..."

Lockhart's obviously weak body suddenly surged with unreasonable strength, and he jumped away, leaving Linde in the air. At the same time, he took out the pottery statue from his pocket with his right hand,
"Great father - Cthulhu, please guide me! What to do."

Everyone was taken aback by the scene in front of them. Dumbledore and Snape reacted quickly and immediately raised their wands to cast a binding spell.

But they were still a step too late...

There was once such a universe, which was created by the sleep of the supreme god: the god of blindness and ignorance - Azathoth.

In this universe born from sleep, supreme life forms appeared one after another.

If you want to find a collective name for them, you can call them-God.

But the gods of this world are very different from the gods we usually understand.The gods of this world never care about low life forms like "human beings".

Since ancient times, the myths and legends of "God favors the world" are all human beings' wishful thinking. In the eyes of gods, human beings are just bugs, no.More than that, it should be said that it is just a speck of dust.

God doesn't care how a speck of dust worships Him. Correspondingly, if a speck of human beings wants to understand a god beyond his "concept", he will definitely fall into death or madness.

If Lockhart's behavior is placed in that universe, there are only two possibilities.Either nothing will happen, or... unspeakable terror will be incurred.

But in this world, Lockhart's actions seem to have had some effect.

Because the god he worships and one of his relatives in this world stands beside him.

(End of this chapter)