Orochimaru travels to Hogwarts

Chapter 6: The smell of blood is so faint; this professor must be an office worker.

In the middle of the night, a pair of snake eyes suddenly opened.

Orochimaru stared calmly at the ceiling, but his body was already tense, and his hand was already on the kitchen knife at his waist.

He didn't lie to Harry.

In the past few days, in addition to gathering information about the new world, he also focused on honing his skills in using a kitchen knife.

He did indeed use it quite skillfully.

A handy weapon, a familiar environment, and pre-set warnings are the three essential elements for a ninja in an unfamiliar place.

Of course, there are also fools who never care.

In return, when the Cloud Village ninjas approach, kunai would inexplicably sprout from that idiot's butt.

Orochimaru thought leisurely, waiting for the person at the door to come in.

At least wait until he walks into your ambush so you can take the initiative and use illusion and ninjutsu to take him down instantly.

Orochimaru carefully assessed the strength of the newcomer.

The newcomer was a formidable enemy whom he could not easily defeat, but the smell of blood on him was faint, suggesting he was a clerical worker who had been staying in the rear.

It is possible to kill, provided that the method is appropriate.

Orochimaru slowed his breathing, waiting patiently like a snake.

He could sense that the person had opened the door using strange ninjutsu, and then...

Then, after standing at the door for a while, he turned and left?

Orochimaru suddenly sat up in bed, looking out the window with some surprise, and readjusted the threat level of the newcomer.

Although the smell of blood was faint, he was an office worker who stayed in the rear, but he had a keen sixth sense and could sense danger, so he took the lead and evacuated.

They are not easy to kill; you need to set traps strategically and look for the right opportunity.

Orochimaru pondered, silently sensing the person gradually leaving the barrier he had set up, and finally disappearing from sight.

With a regretful sigh, Orochimaru lay down again.

Ninjas must be on high alert during battle, paying attention to every detail, while they must get adequate rest in their daily lives.

Otherwise, this taut nerve will snap.

of course……

Some idiots simply don't have this nerve.

Orochimaru thought leisurely. He was no longer surprised by the memories that kept popping up suddenly, because it was most likely due to the bloodline limit of his new body.

Orochimaru remained silent all night.

Meanwhile, Snape, who had suddenly put away his wand, carefully savored the fleeting flutter in his heart.

He is a wizard.

Wizards have always believed in the sixth sense of miracles.

So Snape decided to take back his wand and leave the Slack Anguilloché family temporarily.

He had assumed that Anguiz had the same childhood as him.

Both are born with a weak mother of pure blood, both are born with a violent father who is also deceived by love potion and then becomes enraged, and both are born with a child who is subjected to violence and insults every day.

But Anguiz was more pitiful than himself.

His mother abandoned him, and he had no one to glimpse, no one like Lily who was like a ray of light; he only had a bottomless, sunless hell.

But here's the problem.

Snape, who was leaving in a hurry, couldn't help but ponder the sixth sense that had arisen in his mind.

His sixth sense was telling Snape that Slack Anguill was different from him!

How is that possible!

Snape took one last look at Anguius's house and rejected the idea.

He has decided that he will witness everything with his own eyes tomorrow.

After Snape left, the noisy night finally quieted down, with only the streetlights on Privet Drive silently watching.

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It got light right on time.

Orochimaru walked out of the bedroom with a sense of satisfaction.

Today, the father of the new body is still pretending to be asleep. It's as if he's doing this to avoid meeting him.

Orochimaru was quite pleased with this. He smiled sinisterly, closed the door, and returned to the street of Privet Road.

A ninja's chakra is a mixture of physical and mental energy.

Therefore, daily exercise is essential.

tread!

Orochimaru once again ran at top speed along the Privet Road, taking the opportunity to review the events of yesterday.

Harry Potter, nominally a mistreated young wizard, actually harbors a hidden power within him.

He might be the nation's guardian spirit, and therefore he has always been under close surveillance.

So the person who came to test me last night might be the Dark Side, responsible for monitoring Harry Potter?

Of course, Orochimaru couldn't rule out the possibility that it was Professor Snape who had come to pick him up.

But as a ninja who was almost killed by his teacher, Orochimaru has corrected his occasional arrogance and now he is more lenient in his assessment of his enemies.

Having considered all the possibilities, Orochimaru had made the best arrangements for his actions today.

Pretend you know nothing and continue to engage with Harry Potter.

At the same time, considering that the visitor might be Professor Snape, he also needed to demonstrate his magnanimity to some extent.

It wasn't too difficult; Orochimaru felt he could handle it.

Orochimaru, who was running at full speed, suddenly quickened his pace and stomped heavily on a street lamp with his chakra-infused feet.

Tread!

He ran along the streetlights to the top, then took advantage of the momentum to flip over and stand on the high ground.

The Xiaohuijin District is once again fully visible.

Orochimaru's gaze swept across the area, first noticing the situation at No. 4, Privet Road.

Harry stood in the southeast corner of the second-floor room, surrounded by piles of toys.

His older cousin, who was as fat and clumsy as a wild boar, was sitting in front of the television, constantly banging on a small square box.

That must be a game console, right?

Orochimaru narrowed his snake-like eyes and looked down through the window again.

Today, there are more people peeping at the neighbors across the street from the window. Harry's aunt and uncle are both standing by the window, warily scanning every child who passes by the door.

They're even more responsible than the gatekeepers of Konoha.

Orochimaru smiled sinisterly, already guessing what had happened to Harry last night.

Harry must be grounded, and his aunt and uncle are standing by the window, trying to find the naughty kid who elbowed their precious child yesterday.

Orochimaru, perched atop a streetlamp, looked at Harry's longing gaze out the window and felt a sense of familiarity.

I remembered.

Jiraiya was tied to a wooden stake and watched me eat lunch with the same look in his eyes.

"If a ninja can't handle unexpected situations, then he's somewhat lacking in character." Orochimaru smiled sinisterly and stepped off the lamppost.

He had anticipated today's situation yesterday and had made contingency plans in advance.

First is No. 32, Privet Road.

He climbed up the eaves, squeezed his way into the third floor of the house, and went to the bedroom of the skinny monkey, Pierre, whom he had seen the day before.

"You, you, you, you!"

Skinny Pierce only glanced at Orochimaru before he was so frightened that he started stuttering.

"I had a lot of fun playing yesterday's game," Orochimaru said, drawing a kitchen knife from his waist and deftly twirling it between his fingers. "Could you please call out that particularly fat kid from yesterday?"

"Who?" Peel paused, startled. "Is it Danny, or Dali?"

"Dali," Orochimaru replied with a smile.

But to Pierre, that smile was extremely sinister, like a snake crawling into his bed.

"Oh, right," Orochimaru added as he saw Pierre reach for the phone, "I'm not very patient. If I don't see him this afternoon, I'll have to ask you to play this game with me."

Pierre did not immediately answer Orochimaru's request.

He had already dialed the number, and on the phone he was excitedly calling out to Dali to come out and play, and he swore that the kid from yesterday would not show up again.

Snapped!

As soon as the phone call ended, Pierre looked at Orochimaru in horror and said in a trembling voice:

"Is this...is this okay?"

Orochimaru didn't answer him either; he had already disappeared from the second-floor bedroom and was heading towards his next target.

The fat guy named Danny lived quite far away, not in the Little Huijin district. So Orochimaru quickened his pace and intercepted Danny before he got home for lunch.

Without saying much, Orochimaru simply placed the kitchen knife against the neck of the boy who had dared to brandish a knife at him yesterday.

"I'm meeting with Dali and his cousin this afternoon. You won't let me down, will you?"

As he spoke, Orochimaru gave Danny a small gift.

He gently slit Danny's neck.

Tiny beads of blood immediately seeped out, and along with Danny's trembling lips and teeth, he respectfully responded to Orochimaru's question.

"Dali will definitely come! His cousin will come too, I promise!"

A guarantee is always useful.

Just as Harry was sullenly eating the leftovers of his lunch, Dudley's clumsy footsteps suddenly rang out in the stairwell.

"Harry, come with me!" Dudley snapped at Harry. "Your skinny friend's gone to the countryside; he's not here!"

As he spoke, Dali swept his hand across Harry's plate and emphasized again:

"The key to boxing is consistency, so daily training is essential!"