The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

In a remote corner of the astronomical tower, Lind sat on the window, propping his head with his hands and looking up at the sky.

He sat there for a long time, then looked at his hands again. His five fingers repeatedly loosened and clenched. Feeling the power in his body, he tried to stimulate it actively.

Scales quickly covered his whole body, and tentacles extended from his chin. Webbed feet and palm webs appeared...

This was the first time he had turned into this appearance on his own. Thinking about it, he pinched his hands again, feeling the extremely dense muscle fibers on the fishman's arms.

He put his hands on the window frame and pinched them gently.

Crack!

The wooden window frame was overwhelmed and cracked.

"I haven't even used any strength yet, but this alone can handle many wizards!" Lind said with a frown.

The appearance of this power did not make him feel too happy, at most it could be said to be mixed.

He wondered if this meant that he was being eroded more by the Cthulhu in his body.

"Hey! Aren't you going to say a few words?" Linde asked softly in his heart.

"..."

"Why don't you talk again? You can't even communicate like this? Or do you have to pretend to be a little kid? Just thinking about doing some low-level tricks in a child's body." Linde continued to ask, and added provocation.

"..."

"Are you really not going to come out?" Linde whispered.

"..."

It seems that guy hasn't eroded me that deeply. Linde thought, just as he said, gods like Cthulhu shouldn't be able to communicate and pretend to be stupid.

Huh!

The sound of taking a deep breath suddenly came from behind, and at the same time there were subtle footsteps.

Hearing the sound, Linde took a breath that had just been relaxed, and the characteristics of the fishman on his body were all retracted like a nerve reflex, and instantly turned back to the appearance of the thin human boy.

After that, Linde slowly looked back.

"Ah!"

Seeing Linde turn around, a little witch took two steps back in succession, as if she had seen something terrifying.

She had long, unkempt blond hair, a carrot hairpin on her head, and a necklace made of various bottle caps around her neck.

There seemed to be a limited edition of Coca-Cola in 1960 on it. I don't know why she likes to collect these things to make necklaces.

At this moment, she looked at Lind with a little apology, fear, and curiosity on her face.

Luna Lovegood.

"It's you, what are you doing here?" Lind asked coldly. He was not a fool. After he turned into a fishman, he obviously didn't hear the footsteps coming. When he found out, the footsteps suddenly sounded at a closer distance, no more than ten meters.

I couldn't hear it in human form, but I couldn't hear it in fishman form.

And the sound of taking a deep breath as if I mustered up courage. It was as if I was tricked out by my words: "Are you really not coming out?"

The other party must have been behind me a long time ago, before I turned into a fishman. That would explain why the footsteps appeared at this distance.

"Um... hello. I'm just passing by." Luna said nervously, and then forced a smile with some embarrassment.

Linde turned around, "I don't think so, you're more like eavesdropping. I'm glad I'm just here to enjoy the scenery."

I'm glad I turned my back to you and wore a robe. Linde thought to himself. Luna couldn't have seen what she had just turned into a fishman, which was a blessing in disguise.

Then, he thought of what happened to Luna at the Sorting Ceremony, and asked with interest, "What did you see at the Sorting Ceremony?"

"I was scared by that ghost!" Luna took a step back and said.

"Do you think I'm looking at you or at your back now?" Linde said unhappily.

"Um, you're looking at me." Luna said stiffly.

"Yes, then how could I not know whether you were looking at me or at Nick who was almost headless?" Linde said.

"Ga!"

A bird cry suddenly sounded behind Luna, which scared her. She looked back and saw a crow with purple eyes staring at her from behind. In this dark corridor, its eyes seemed to be emitting purple flames.

Linde stood up and walked towards Luna, "You seem to be afraid of me, but I can't understand. I have never met you, why are you scared to that extent by me!"

Linde looked directly at the little witch in front of him and walked slowly to her step by step.

"You are afraid of me and you want to eavesdrop? I don't understand." Linde said coldly.

"I..."

Linde saw her trembling body and unclear words, and suddenly reacted.

After that, he chuckled and pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly. "Huh! Maybe I scared you. I'm just in a bad mood today." Then he patted Luna's shoulder and told her not to be afraid.

After that, he stepped back two steps, trying to make the other party feel safe as much as possible, and then raised his arm.

Before Luna understood what he was doing, she heard a violent gust of wind and a black shadow flew from her ear to the man's hand. It was the crow from before. It flew onto Lind's arm, then turned its head and continued to stare at her.

"This..."

"Let me introduce myself first! My name is Lind Augustus. I'm from Gryffindor. You know our Gryffindor culture. It was totally unintentional to scare you just now." Lind said as gently as possible.

"Um, my name is... Luna Lovegood, a first-year Ravenclaw student. I just happened to see you sitting here, and I didn't have any thoughts." Seeing Lind like this, Luna explained carefully. As Lind's tone and expression changed, the low pressure just now eased a lot.

"Well, I'm just taking a breath here. You know, the academic pressure is very high!" Lind stepped back and sat back on the windowsill.

"Will there be a lot of courses in the second year?" Luna asked in confusion.

"It's okay, but if you want to do better, you have to pay more than others. Especially when you meet some stupid instructors!" Lind spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Gilderoy Lockhart?"

"Yes, you've noticed! He doesn't seem to have much real talent."

"Yes, many senior students in our college scold him in the lounge every day, and it is said that they are going to organize self-study for this course." Luna said with a smile. Her originally cheerful and cheerful personality slowly showed up again at this time.

This is indeed very Ravenclaw.

"That's right!" As he spoke, Lind saw that the atmosphere seemed to have eased a little, and he went straight to the main question, "Excuse me, can you tell me what you saw during the sorting ceremony?"

"I..."

"Go ahead, I'm curious too."

"I just wanted to take a look at the environment of the auditorium, and then I saw... I saw a huge monster above the Gryffindor table."

"What monster? In the sky? Then why are you looking at me?"

"It's a... a huge octopus-like thing with many tentacles and an emotionless gaze that looks around." Luna recalled as she spoke, "But I feel like I only saw its head. It was floating above you like a green fog, and then the fog was overflowing from you." Luna smiled as much as she could, but her voice still couldn't stop shaking.

"Is that it? How could that be..."

"Yes, that's it, but when I saw that monster, I felt inexplicably scared. It's a kind of unprovoked, incomprehensible horror." Luna squatted on the ground. It seems that curling up in a ball can make her feel a little safe.

"Then if you look at me again now, do you still have it?" Lind asked.

Luna raised her head and looked at Lind. Her long eyelashes blinked, and she looked at me for a long time before saying, "No," and then she added, "I only saw it for a moment, and then I never saw it again. So I didn't refute that I saw the ghost at that time."

Just seeing it for a moment can have such a deep memory...

Lind felt that the other party was not deceiving him. He felt that his nose seemed to smell the fragrance of white orchids, and his subconscious told him that it was the smell of Luna's "sincerity".

It was the "smell" that Dumbledore said.

"So it's just like this, I thought I did something to make you have some misunderstandings." Lind smiled indifferently.

Luna stood up, "That's not a misunderstanding!" After saying that, she looked at Lind and said with a smile, "It shouldn't be."

Then, she finally looked a little like a little girl, "Your name is Lind, it seems that you have made a friend from another grade in another courtyard not long after entering school."

"Hmm!" Lind responded casually, without confirmation or rebuttal.

"I think I can write a letter to my father now. I haven't written to him for a long time. I can write you in it by the way." She continued to talk to herself, but the content turned to writing a letter again.

"Hey, wait! Don't write about the illusion you saw, okay?"

"What's wrong?" Luna asked in a trance with confusion.

"Well, I don't want your father to know that his daughter was scared by someone before she officially entered school. He will definitely think that I am bullying you."

"He knew it a long time ago. I wrote to him about this before." Luna said indifferently.

"Then... um, okay!" Linde wanted to say something else, but saying too much would make people suspicious.

Anyway, now everyone thinks it is an illusion, so it is an illusion! And at most only three people know it.

"Okay, goodbye." Luna smiled and waved goodbye to him.

"Goodbye." Linde said with a smile.

The smile on Linde's face disappeared until Luna walked around the corner. With empty eyes, he looked at the corner where Luna appeared last.

This crazy girl in the original book... seems to be a little abnormal. On what level did she see the vision of Cthulhu!

Lind recalled the description of Him in the Cthulhu mythology. Those artists, lunatics or those with extraordinary thinking are most likely to see His sleeping city of R'lyeh or His incarnation in their dreams.

After waking up, they will spontaneously create nightmare paintings and sculptures. And those who have nowhere to vent will eventually go crazy and even commit suicide.

Among all the people he knows who have been connected with Cthulhu so far:

Harry turned into a half-fish man like him at that time, and his specific current situation is unclear.

Dumbledore and Snape were not affected, perhaps because of the brain occlusion technique.

Quirrell's current situation is unclear.

Then there are Fox and Andersen. Andersen's changes are obvious. Fox should not be affected. Maybe he was affected, but the effect was eliminated by death and rebirth.

Then there is this crazy girl Luna Lovegood. At least so far, she looks normal. Maybe she really only glimpsed it, or maybe that guy is too weak...

But Harry, Quirrell, and Andersen, who have had physical contact, are not normal so far.

So he doesn't know how much the contact with Cthulhu will affect his spirit, vision, hearing, smell and other senses.

Thinking about it, Linde felt even more headache. He now knows too little about this guy in his body.

The corridor became empty and quiet again. Andersen saw that there was nothing to do, so he flew out, leaving Linde alone here.

Linde looked out the window again and thought about what happened in Snape's office... He needed to calm down tonight.

The curfew time has passed, but that's it! The prefects and deductions are not important anymore.

He just wanted to be alone here and calm down.

Like a sculpture.

It was not until the sun rose that Lind saw the morning glow shrouded in mist in the distance and came back to his senses.

A new day, it started again.

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The new week passed as usual. He did what he should do and did what he shouldn't do. Unlike usual, Lind spoke less.

Fortunately, everyone seemed to be used to this Gryffindor insider and got used to it.

On Friday night, when Lind was returning to the lounge from the fourth floor, he suddenly heard a familiar voice in the empty classroom next to him, and Harry's name was mentioned.

"Look, these are photos of Harry Potter, each one is a Sickle. They are freshly developed." A young but commercial male voice sounded.

Lind immediately recognized who the voice belonged to, Colin Creevey. A small man with freckles all over his face, a freshman in Gryffindor this year. He was holding a camera and taking pictures of Harry crazily all day long.

Ron also complained that he could form a "Harry Potter fan club" with Ginny.

Born as a Muggle, he died in the final battle of Hogwarts. He was a poor passerby character who died without a reason. The most scenes were in the year of the Chamber of Secrets.

A surprised and tender female voice sounded, sounding only eleven or twelve years old. "Oh my God, I didn't expect you really have it. Oh my God, this one is so handsome."

Lind had no impression of this voice. It might be a student of Hufflepuff, where there is no shortage of Harry fans.

Lind was very puzzled in his previous life. As a child who grew up in a Muggle family, Colin Creevey, a little guy, only learned about Harry's deeds after coming to school. How could he worship Harry so crazily like Ginny, taking pictures all day long with a camera?

I think it's here!

Indeed, this school is not short of children who grew up listening to Harry's stories since childhood. This little guy from a Muggle family saw such a business opportunity when he came to school. It's also a skill to make some income for himself by selling photos.

Unfortunately, it's not very clever.

Thinking of this, Linde walked through the classroom without disturbing anyone inside.