Orochimaru travels to Hogwarts

Chapter 27 I Don't Care What Your Name Is, Blonde Boy

When Orochimaru returned to the Broken Cauldron Bar, it was already late at night.

A full day has passed since the savior Harry Potter suddenly descended upon the wizarding world.

After a whole day, even the most lively celebrations should come to an end.

Now the bar has returned to its former bustling state, with wizards arguing about the application of spells, discussing whether to add garlic to love potions, and even a drunk wizard turning his head into a goldfish.

Orochimaru was unfazed by this, just as these wizards had always disregarded him.

But today is a little different.

As Orochimaru's footsteps echoed on the stairs, he could feel a faint gaze fixed on him, even carrying a hint of murderous intent.

Not strong enough.

He killed at most ten or so people, a pitifully small number.

Orochimaru didn't even bother to investigate further and leisurely returned to his room.

It's time to feed the new pet.

Orochimaru looked at the small white snake that crawled out of his sleeve and pointed at its outstretched scarlet tongue with his index finger.

"I originally wanted to call you Kabuto, but the most important thing for a ninja is to stay hidden, so I'll give you a more trendy name instead."

Orochimaru leisurely gazed into the little snake's red eyes, feeling a momentary numbness in his soul, and an interesting name floated out.

"Yennefer, you shall be called Yennefer."

After Orochimaru finished speaking, he took out a Galleon from his pocket and held it in front of Yennefer, feeling the hissing cold breath she exhaled.

It has a very cool breeze; although there's no murderous intent, it's extremely chilling, making it a pet capable of killing.

Orochimaru thought with satisfaction, watching Yennefer eat.

This Yennefer has a unique diet, feeding on gallon. Although it only needs one or two gallons per month, it needs an extra one when it molts.

A rough calculation shows that it would cost nearly twenty Galleons a year. This is also why Yennefer's original owner consigned her for sale.

Few wizards can afford the cost of twenty Galleons per year.

Orochimaru wasn't too worried about this; his mobile vault, Harry Potter, had plenty of Galleons, and he wouldn't be poor forever.

After watching Yennefer swallow an entire Galleon, Orochimaru slowly closed his eyes and began refining his chakra.

A ninja's chakra is a product of physical strength and mental fortitude.

Therefore, daily exercise is essential.

Although Orochimaru's chakra levels could never break through the genin level due to his own soul, he was unwilling to give up this excellent habit.

Time passed by as Orochimaru trained day after day, and before he knew it, it was the last day of August.

When Orochimaru opened his eyes, the white snake Yennefer was coiled on his legs, flicking her scarlet tongue, trying to lick his chin.

"Do you also crave biting someone's throat?"

Orochimaru and Yennefer exchanged a glance with their red snake eyes, feeling the momentary paralysis in their souls, before a leisurely smile returned to their faces.

Yennefer the White Snake seemed to understand Orochimaru's words, obediently crawling into Orochimaru's sleeve, climbing up his skin, and finally coiling around Orochimaru's neck.

Orochimaru, feeling the white snake Yennefer gradually matching his body temperature, smiled leisurely and put on his wizard's robe.

As Hagrid had instructed them when they parted that day, these new students were to first take Muggle transport to King's Cross Station in London.

Once you arrive at the station, head to Platform 9¾ to board the train to Hogwarts.

Orochimaru only learned about the train and the station later on.

He was quite interested and even took a subway ride on his way there, a ride he had never taken before. However, the subway system seemed to be quite old, as there was always an unpleasant stench emanating from its hidden corners.

"This is the last time I'll take the subway."

When Orochimaru arrived at the train station with his luggage, he secretly made up his mind.

As for the location of Platform 9¾, it didn't stump Orochimaru. Relying on his ninja instincts to observe information, he watched as several children of similar age pushed their luggage carts into the wall between Platform 9 and Platform 10.

Although it looks exaggerated, it really is magic.

Orochimaru pushed the luggage cart leisurely toward the wall.

Before Orochimaru could even reach the wall, he heard a disgusting sound coming from behind him.

"Make way, Mudblood."

The voice of the person behind him was filled with disgust, as if they were breathing the same air as Orochimaru, which was a great insult to him.

interesting.

Orochimaru slowly turned around and looked at the person behind him.

It was a boy about my age, with straight blond hair. He wasn't tall, but his domineering demeanor was very practiced.

He's kind of like an idiot from the Uchiha clan.

Orochimaru carefully examined the newcomer, who was also angered by Orochimaru's actions.

He thought that his few words would be enough to scare away this Mudblood who had no wizard parents to take him to school.

But now it seems...

"Are you deaf to me?" Malfoy sneered. "I never would have guessed that a deaf Mudblood could be a wizard. I'm going to write to my father and have all of you cripples expelled."

He keeps talking about his father.

That's funny, even the new students at the ninja academy are more mature than you.

Orochimaru leisurely enjoyed the young man's boasting in front of him.

What? He was born into the Malfoy family, a pure-blood family that had been passed down through generations. His father, Lucius Malfoy, was a member of the Hogwarts Board of Governors, and could decide a new student's future with a simple letter.

His academy is the most interesting part.

"When the Sorting Hat is put on your head, you must have asked it not to sort you into Slytherin," Draco Malfoy threatened. "I will kill you, you mudblood who tarnishes Slytherin's honor!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He even asked Draco in the tone of a drunkard who had been abstaining from alcohol for three months and had finally rediscovered his whiskey.

"How do you usually like to kill people? I personally like to hang them upside down and cut a small incision between their neck and collarbone."

As Orochimaru spoke, his fingers lightly slid across Draco Malfoy's collarbone.

"It's right here. The blood will flow out from here, all the way into the person's nasal cavity. At this point, I usually make a bet with people, betting whether the person will choke on their own blood first or bleed to death first."

Orochimaru excitedly shared his killing experiences with Malfoy. This was a way for him to relax and unwind when facing his last enemy after defecting from Konoha.

Draco Malfoy's lips twitched involuntarily at first, but after seeing the excitement in Orochimaru's eyes, his lips began to tremble.

Just then, Yennefer also emerged from Orochimaru's collar.

The white snake's red eyes glanced lightly at Draco Malfoy.

"Dad! Someone's trying to kill me!"

Malfoy yelled and turned to run, forgetting even to take his luggage.

Orochimaru watched with regret as Malfoy ran further and further away, then turned around, pushed his luggage cart, and crashed into the wall behind him.

There were no obstacles, just like a basic illusion.

Orochimaru, passing through the wall, subconsciously assessed the situation.

He looked around but couldn't find Harry, so he had to push his luggage onto the train by himself.

According to information obtained at the station, the carriages on the Hogwarts Express are not assigned; whoever grabs one first gets to sit there.

Orochimaru didn't want to stand all the way to Hogwarts.

So he began searching one carriage after another, passing through one occupied carriage after another, until he reached the back of the express train.

There happened to be an empty carriage there, and the carriage had a hint of currant and clove scent.

"It smells a lot like you, Yennefer."

Orochimaru reached out and touched the white snake coiled around his neck, then sat down leisurely.

At the same time, the Hogwarts Express whistle finally sounded.

Orochimaru's magical journey has finally begun.