Orochimaru travels to Hogwarts

Chapter 50 Take Me With You, Jiraiya

what……

Haha ...

Hahahahaha!

Upon hearing Orochimaru's answer, Harry couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He never imagined that one day he would receive such praise as Orochimaru!

He even jumped and danced excitedly on the spot, not even noticing when his wand fell to the ground.

Orochimaru, however, did not disturb Harry.

He is not in good condition now. Saying that he is exhausted is an exaggeration, but saying that he is completely worn out is appropriate.

Orochimaru found a surviving tree, leaned against the trunk, slowly slid down, and sat down on the ground in complete relaxation.

The moon was very high in the sky, so high that the moonlight that fell down was faint and thin.

The nearby lake is so shallow that it can only reflect a tiny bit of starlight.

Orochimaru breathed slowly, admiring the forbidden forest under the moonlight, feeling the joy of his partner, and savoring the afterglow of the battle.

Even ninjas who don't easily show their emotions will want to relax after such a battle.

Orochimaru! Can you even walk?

After laughing, Harry ran up to Orochimaru, squatted down, and asked worriedly.

Orochimaru gently shook his head.

Although he wasn't a medical ninja, he did have some knowledge of the human body.

My current condition is extremely common in the ninja world and is known as the aftereffects of chakra overdraft.

This situation usually occurs when excessive chakra is used in battle, leading to temporary exhaustion.

Of course, if you overdraw your energy too much, you could die on the spot.

Before defecting from Konoha, Tsunade had discussed this issue with herself.

At that time, Kakashi, the son of White Fang, was constantly on the verge of chakra depletion because he couldn't shut down his Sharingan.

But that's something from another world.

Orochimaru's face appeared even paler under the moonlight, and Harry, seeing this, gradually lost his initial excitement.

He glanced at the opposite bank of the shallow lake with some concern.

Trees were broken and fallen, weeds were in disarray, and water was everywhere, as if a hurricane with torrential rain had just swept through.

Orochimaru almost died there while trying to cover for me.

Harry thought quietly, unsure of where to begin.

A moment of silence spread, but it didn't last long before Orochimaru's voice rang out.

The first thing that came to his mind was Harry's ability to transform into Dumbledore.

"Transformation technique?"

"Yes." Harry nodded vigorously. "I think the most powerful person at Hogwarts is Professor Dumbledore, so I transformed into his appearance."

Orochimaru did not ask Harry why he suddenly had the ability to use the Transformation Technique.

He even suspected that Harry had never actually learned the Transformation spell, but only used magic instead of chakra in a critical situation.

Inexplicable, has always been a synonym for magic.

Orochimaru thought to himself.

Harry couldn't help but care; he raised his hand and pointed into the distance, toward a scene of utter devastation.

Although he didn't speak, Orochimaru could hear the question Harry wanted to ask.

Did you do all of that, Orochimaru?

Harry must be thinking of asking that.

Orochimaru, sensing their unspoken understanding, smiled and nodded.

"Cool, can you teach me that move?" Harry asked excitedly.

Orochimaru was unsure how much chakra magic could replace, and that the Transformation Technique and the B-rank ninjutsu Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique were completely different concepts.

He had to suppress Harry's restless heart a little.

"You might die after you use it," Orochimaru kindly advised.

"Isn't there you, Orochimaru?" Harry waved his hand with a smile, completely unconcerned.

Orochimaru could only shake his head in exasperation once again.

At this moment, the moonlight became gentle, causing Orochimaru to look up and gaze at the half-moon in the sky.

Although magic and ninjutsu are completely different concepts, the moon here is the same as the moon in Konoha.

"What are you thinking about, Orochimaru?" Harry asked again, his face full of curiosity.

Orochimaru, however, saw through Harry's heart.

"No need to start a conversation anymore, I won't kick you out." Orochimaru waved his hand gently.

Harry's expression turned serious for a moment.

Orochimaru is unable to walk now, so he said he couldn't just leave Orochimaru here.

But if he spoke frankly, fearing that the enemy might return, Orochimaru would probably make him leave immediately.

After all, compared to Orochimaru, who could create a hurricane and scramble the opposite shore of the lake, he couldn't do anything.

He couldn't even use the Levitation Spell.

Harry's expression became somewhat complicated, and he even lost much of his interest in conversation.

He sat down next to Orochimaru, casually drew his wand, and, like a mature wizard, vigilantly surveyed the opposite shore of the lake, lest the enemy return.

But Harry was still too nervous, like a little ninja going into battle for the first time.

This overly tense state will kill him.

Orochimaru thought slowly, and casually began to lecture Harry on the common sense of combat, the common sense that they, as ninjas, had learned with their lives.

"Jiraiya, a person's spirit is limited; you can treat it as a form of physical strength."

"Stamina?" Harry didn't listen carefully to Orochimaru's words; he was still intently watching his surroundings.

Even though nothing had happened, the slightest sound made Harry's back straighten.

"Yes, it's about stamina. Fighting is like running, whether it's a sprint or a long-distance run, you need to rest afterwards. Rest doesn't mean sitting down or falling asleep, but relaxing your nerves so that you can be fully focused in the next battle."

Orochimaru spoke at length, finally drawing Harry's attention.

Harry knew Orochimaru was right, but he didn't know exactly what to do.

Orochimaru didn't ask any questions, but instead raised his hand and pointed to the half-moon in the sky.

"Let's look at the moon and chat. When it's time to fight, I'll call your name."

"Alright!" Hari nodded vigorously and brought up the topic he was most interested in, "Orochimaru, are those amazing chakra spells your family's inherited magic?"

Ninjutsu is not magic; the two are fundamentally different.

Orochimaru was carefully choosing his words when Harry suddenly spoke up.

"That's your secret, isn't it?" Harry laughed. "Like you once told me, everyone has their own little secrets. I'll never tell anyone, Orochimaru!"

As Orochimaru listened to Harry's words, the words of advice that Jiraiya had once given him involuntarily came to mind.

"Stop conducting human experiments, Orochimaru. If the teacher finds out, you'll get a severe scolding."

"Aren't you going to report me, Jiraiya?"

"I will only report you, Orochimaru, after the teacher finds out."

Thinking of this, Orochimaru's expression became even more relaxed.

Since coming into this world, the dregs of memories have involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Perhaps it's because the soul has been replenished?

Orochimaru was guessing, but he didn't expect that his silence would open up Harry's mouth.

Harry began to recount his experiences at length.

"Hagrid wasn't even in his cabin. I went there, but there was no one there!"

"Even his dog isn't there!"

Harry gestured wildly as he spoke, his expression growing increasingly excited.

"I was planning to run back to the castle to find the professors. But then I thought about it, and there simply wasn't enough time, right? Absolutely not enough time!"

Harry stared at the ground in front of him and said with unusual seriousness:

"From the very beginning, you wanted me to escape alone and face the enemy alone!"

"Have you forgotten we're partners? I would never let my partner face danger alone! Never!"

Harry became increasingly agitated as he spoke. He hadn't even considered this part at first; he only thought of it when he arrived at Hagrid's hunting lodge.

"So I turned back immediately. We had to try, just in case we could scare them away, right? You implied in your words that the enemy was wary of Dumbledore!"

"When I returned to the lake, I saw the hurricane you summoned. That wind was truly powerful; it actually whipped up the water, turning it into a giant dragon!"

"But the enemy still wasn't dead. I could feel it then; that person really wanted to kill you!"

"At the time, I didn't know if I had successfully extracted chakra, but I felt that I had."

"Those hand gestures you taught me were so difficult to imitate, but I was determined to succeed!"

"And guess what happened? I succeeded right away! I instantly became Professor Dumbledore, but I didn't test my voice. I was afraid my voice wouldn't have changed."

"Oh, and my gait. I was really clever; I deliberately didn't draw my wand and instead walked over slowly, just like you usually do!"

"That's what's most frightening, isn't it! That noseless person saw us and ran away instantly, like a dog!"

Harry rambled on and on, speaking with great enthusiasm.

The only drawback was that Orochimaru didn't say a word in agreement with him, making him feel like he was performing a solo act.

Thinking about this, Harry couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"Say something, Orochimaru!"

Harry asked this question, then turned his head and saw Orochimaru leaning against the tree, fast asleep.

Orochimaru left only one line of text on the ground as his reply.

"Take me back, Jiraiya."