The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

Linde rushed into the house quickly, glanced around, and saw the cabinet at a glance. Linde also looked through the cabinet at that time. There were many things in it, including his medals, certificates, and other honors...

At this time, the 'Lockhart' in some magic paintings who realized that outsiders were intruding had begun to shout for help.

"There's been a burglar! There's been a burglar in Professor Lockhart's office!! Someone come quickly!"

Linde came to the cabinet, squatted down and dragged the suitcase out. As soon as he took it, Linde felt something was wrong.

When he tried to let go, he found a strong resistance. His palm was now firmly stuck to the handle of the box. The box seemed to be entangled with something. It was only halfway out of the bottom of the cabinet when I felt a strong resistance.

But these are still nothing in the face of 'power'. Linde exerted great force and heard the sound of something being broken from below.

As for the grip that stuck to Linde's hand...

The amount of force a person exerts when shaking hands is different from the amount of force a person exerts when trying to open their hand. The structure of human beings does not require people to "open their hands" excessively.

However, I am not human.

Linde snorted lightly, grabbed the box with his left hand, pulled it hard, and freed his right hand. At the same time, a stinging pain also came from his palm.

On the handle, there were many small and dense scales stuck to it, with Linde's blood spots on it.

Lind grabbed the box and tried to violently dismantle it while walking to the door.

"Malfoy?"

Lind was obviously stunned when he saw the first person to arrive here. At this time, Malfoy had a happy expression on his face, and it was obvious that he simply wanted to come and see the fun.

Since Lind was wearing an invisibility cloak, there was no one in the room within Malfoy's field of vision, and the noise caused by Lind was far less loud than the noise in these photos.

"There's no one around, come in and take a look!" Malfoy shouted excitedly to the two followers behind him, Crabbe and Goyle.

"This is not good, in case there is any danger." Gore said a little timidly.

Malfoy looked disdainful and walked towards it, "Don't you have eyes? In here..."

Bang!

The door was slammed shut, hitting Malfoy's face at the same time.

"Ah - my nose!" Malfoy fell backwards. Before he could exclaim, a loud noise sounded from the office again.

At this time, Lin Degang in the room pushed the table against the door.

Click!

With the snapping sound caused by the deformation of the machine, the box was violently torn open by Linde.

Inside there is a manuscript, some photos of Linde, and one more - a pottery statue.

The moment he saw this pottery statue, Linde's brain exploded, as if countless mosquitoes had penetrated into his brain, buzzing and flying inside without restraint.

Linde hurriedly activated Occlumency, but the effect was minimal. Under this situation, Linde began to take the initiative to calm down.

In a daze, those buzzing sounds seemed to turn into the sound of waves, prayers, painful hoarseness, etc. Even if it was just the sound, Lind could think of a huge and evil pagan sacrificial ceremony in his mind.

A group of pagans stood in the middle of the wild waves in the dark night. They formed a circle, each 'person' carrying a living fish head lantern.

The fish head opened its mouth, and its brain had been half hollowed out. Inside was the flesh and blood of an unknown creature. In the middle of the pile of flesh and blood stood candle wicks, which formed a bloody and weird fish-head lantern.

This kind of lantern exudes a faint black and blue halo, a color that Lind has only seen in the depths of the sea.

They chanted prayers in an unknown language, and the sound seemed to combine with the waves to form a song that was weird, weird, crazy, and that made people want to stop and get addicted to it even if they only listened to it once...

"Who are they praying for..."

"They're praying to me? No, it's not me... it's Him."

Lin De's eyes were filled with tears and bloodshot eyes.

"Can't...can't continue...divergent thinking..."

He covered his head with trembling hands and slammed it on the ground, barely bringing his thoughts back to reality.

Holding on to the desk, he felt the violent shaking on the desk. That was the vibration caused by people outside banging on the door.

Linde put away the manuscript, closed his eyes and picked up the pottery statue. He put both of them in his pocket, then staggered towards the window, swinging out his wand and suppressing his voice as he ran.

"The flames are blazing!"

The spell hit the suitcase accurately, and a large burst of flames burst out from the top of the suitcase, accompanied by bursts of black smoke.

With one jump, Lind jumped out of the window without looking, and directly took off the invisibility cloak.

The feeling of being stuck in the air only lasted for a moment. The next second, a pair of huge claws grabbed his shoulders. The powerful claws staggered his body, clasped together from the armpits, and tightly held him.

The man in black robes and the huge crow flew straight towards the Forbidden Forest under the cover of darkness.

Andersen tried his best to place Linde steadily in the forbidden forest, and then began to change his skin again.

When Lind landed, he staggered and then scratched his back fiercely.

"Gu Gu?!"

"Itchy...very itchy..." Linde took off his robe in one go and then pulled open his clothes. Continuously grabbing his back, he could clearly feel that there were two bulging meat bags on his back between the shoulder blades, as if something was gestating inside...

"Itchy... Damn, what the hell... Ugh!"

A tearing sensation came, and the itching was replaced by the severe pain of skin tearing. The severe pain rushed to his brain, and he couldn't help but stagger and half-kneel, bending his waist.

"Swish!"

The continuous tearing sound made Lind feel what pain was. He could clearly feel that there were two hideous vertical wounds on his back, just like Andersen's mouth.

With a bang, Lind's tearing sensation reached its peak. After that, there was a warm feeling, and he could clearly feel that the wound on his back was recovering.

At the same time, there was something else on his back, a new limb.

Just like when he first discovered that he had gills, the nerve bundles in his body that connected to the gills had automatically connected to the brain, and the brain automatically added new "instincts" to him.

This time was the same. From the moment the new limb appeared, Lind clearly felt its existence.

Lind flapped gently...

Feeling the surging air flow from the skin on his back. Linde was sure - this is a pair of wings.

Linde tried his best to touch his back with his hands, and the wings behind him also felt the touch of his hands.

"One joint, two joints, three joints."

Linde counted while touching. The wings behind him were about fifteen feet long when folded, which is about forty centimeters. The wingspan was about twenty-five feet.

Each wing has three joints, and there is a thin membrane between the joints.

Just like the wings of a bat.

Linde tried his best to flap, but the wings couldn't let him fly...

As expected, Linde is now thirteen years old and is almost 1.6 meters tall. How could these small wings carry him?

"I don't know if they will grow longer in the future." He stood up and smiled bitterly. Andersen also saw his wings and kept quacking since just now, but he might be too excited, and Linde couldn't understand what he wanted to express.

He didn't think much about the fact that he had wings, and he was not happy or disappointed.

It was just that his body was further transformed by "Him", and neither Lind nor Dumbledore had any solution to this problem.

"I just don't know if it will hurt this much every time." Lind thought, and then suddenly changed back to the form of an ordinary person.

The wings entered Lind's body just like a person jumping into a pool.

After that, he fully unfolded his fish-man form.

The expected severe pain did not come, which made him feel relieved.

It was like the person who jumped into the book swam out of the water again. The wings also slowly floated out of the skin. When they floated out, under Lind's intentional control, they were in a folded state, forming a narrow joint attached to his back.

Like the wipers of a car.

At the same time, Lind's entire lower face was covered with tentacles, and they were much longer than before.

In the past, the tentacles on the chin reached the chest at most. Now the longest tentacle reaches the navel.

In addition, even if Lind became like this, his body was still thin. Thinking about it, Lind put on his robe. He wrapped himself in a black robe, and then put on a hood. Covering the upper half of his face.

He held a book in his left hand, and the slender pale fingers of his right hand pinched a dark green magic wand.

His face was covered in the hood, and only his eyes emitting a faint blue color were visible. At the same time, dense and terrifying tentacles emerged from the hood and hung in front of him.

He looked like an evil god caster.

No, I shouldn't say this is a fishman form in the future.

It should be... Lind thought about the little understanding of Cthulhu in his previous life, and wanted to give this look a name.

"Hmm... Deep Diver... Star Clan... No, how can I name it after this low-level group that is obviously a vassal!" Lind patted his head and deliberately muttered in a low voice.

However, no sound rang in his mind.

"Then this posture is called... the Old One... Um, no, it's too long." Linde continued to provoke. He felt that if Mr. Ke was awake in his body now, he would never allow a low-level life to claim to be on the same level as him.

"Still talking?!"

"Then it's called "The Old One's Posture", you don't mind, right?"

Mr. Ke's voice still didn't ring in his mind.

"Then he should still be asleep." Linde breathed a sigh of relief.

After finishing these, Linde turned back into a human, Linde called Andersen, and hurried back to the castle under the moonlight. He was not in a hurry to see what he got.

The first thing to do now is to prove his absence. Well, although it's a little late, it's still good to show up early. It would be best if he got out of bed, appeared in the lounge with sleepy eyes, heard what happened from others, and then shouted awesome...

"I deliberately damaged the faucet in the bathroom, and asked him to deal with it. He must have agreed confidently.

There were no portraits in the bathroom, and there was a sizzling sound of water, and many people didn't know he was in the bathroom. It wasn't until the fire in his office that they realized something was wrong." Jane said with a worried look on her face,

Linde and she were sitting in the corner of the lounge at this time. Linde was wearing a robe at this time, but it could be seen that there were pajamas underneath. At this time, his face was sleepy and he was yawning constantly.

Harry's invisibility cloak had been returned to its original owner, and even Harry himself didn't realize that his invisibility cloak had been taken by someone else not long ago.

At this time, everyone in the entire lounge was discussing this matter loudly.

"What on earth did you do? Didn't you say you took something? Why did you set fire to it?" Jane asked with a worried look on her face and full of questioning at the same time.

"It's nothing, the fire has nothing to do with me!" Linde smiled and said lazily, "Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Ah, yes, yes, I helped you drag Lockhart, but after it was done, you said it had nothing to do with me, so you thought I did it and in the end you didn't even know what you had done!" Jane grinned, A sinister look on his face.

Linde smiled awkwardly, "Isn't this inappropriate to say? But I am certain that you will definitely know one day in the future."

"The future?" Jane muttered dissatisfiedly. Linde's perfunctory tone was too strong.

"You will know when the time comes." Linde waved his hand, "It won't be long, I promise."

After saying that, Linde stood up and stretched, "If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to sleep. You go and play with them!"

After returning to the dormitory, Linde burrowed under the bed, opened the suitcase, and crawled into the box room like a maggot.

This is the room where he rests. Hammocks, tables, lanterns and more.

Lind took off his robe, threw it on the back of the chair, and then took out the pottery statue from his waist bag.

This pottery statue is less likely to affect him after he grows back to his old form, and Linde doesn't know the specific reason.

But this should have something to do with the pottery statue.

This pottery statue is also related to Linde.

The pottery statues are seven to eight inches tall and are made with fine and artistic craftsmanship. Its image is that of a vaguely humanoid monster.

It has a head like an octopus, a face with tentacles, a rubber-like torso covered with scales, huge claws on its front and rear feet, and a pair of claws on its back. Epiphytes have long and narrow wings.

This thing seemed to be filled with an unnatural and terrifying malice. Its slightly bloated body squatted evilly on a rectangular stone or base - and the stone was engraved with the inscription "Lind's opinion". The symbolic text that I passed was not runes, ancient magic script, or Greek.

There is not much difference between him and Linde's old appearance, but Linde still has hair, which he does not have, and Linde's body is not fat, but rather thin. Linde's wings are not as big as his. Of course, these are all in terms of relative proportions.

This image is the guy in Lind's body - Cthulhu.

It's hard to believe that such a statue would suddenly appear in this world. You know, the person in the world who has the most detailed understanding of Mr. Ke’s image is probably Linde.

But why did he find this pottery statue in Lockhart's box...

And Lockhart is related to Quirrell...

What the hell is this!

Linde shook his head solemnly and kept this matter in his heart. Then he took out the manuscript again.

Linde unfolded the first page of the manuscript and began to read it. Considering that he had just suffered the loss of "The White Ship" last year, his eyes became the same as before, exuding a faint blue light and slowly looked at it.

"I have found a super good way. It will not violate the deal between me and Dumbledore, nor will it delay my future. It will even become a big help for me to realize my dream..."