HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 43 Decision
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, what——"

"She secretly plotted against us cough cough cough—"

"Ahem, hey, don't go!"

A group of people behind them were choking and coughing, surrounded by smoke, and tears poured out of their eyes uncontrollably, blurring their vision. They wanted to chase but were interrupted by uncontrollable coughing. They had to hold on to the wall to stand still.

Itana smiled and left briskly.

I feel better at once.

A specially made smoke bomb is harmless to health, neither magic nor fighting, she did not violate the school rules.

Because of this little episode, Itana's meal tasted delicious several times, and she still couldn't change her habit of gloating.

After eating, she took a walk in the castle to digest while it was still early.

"Hello, Baron Gelb, has anything good happened recently?"

"Ms. Thea, you are still shining today."

"Mr. Flood, you seem to be troubled, would you mind chatting with me?"

She chatted with the portraits on the wall, walking forward unhurriedly, with a leisurely posture, like a lazy cat after eating and drinking.

The portraits were curious about her appearance today, but they didn't ask too much. The girl was happy to chat with them, but she didn't want the topic to fall on herself.

The portraits still have a good impression of this rare human being who chats with them.

"Hey, I just saw you throw something at them, girl, would you be interested in sharing that gadget with me?"

A high-pitched voice came from the side and rear, and Peeves leaned out half of his body from behind the pillar.

Itana smiled and apologized to the talking portrait, put her hand in her bag, and walked towards Peeves.

"There are different scents, pepper, lemon, which one do you want?" She leaned against the wall beside her relaxedly, and spread her palm towards Peeves, two balls rolled twice between her fingers.

Peeves leaned forward at once, bent down, fixed his small eyes on the two balls, "How about giving them all to me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, highlighting a surprise.

Itana had expected it a long time ago, she folded her five fingers together, put her hand behind her back, stretched out her index finger with her free hand and shook it in front of Peeves' eyes, "Promise me a condition."

Peeves looked behind Itana, and began to turn around Itana, wanting to see behind Itana, and Itana also paced slightly in place.

"I'm not even a ghost, so what can I do like that?" He made a weird titter and continued to circle around Itana.

"A few questions," Itana grinned, "about yourself."

Peeves stopped in mid-air, "What do you want to know?"

"You are not a ghost, and you have self-awareness, so I want to know what maintains your consciousness. Also, do you have a soul?"

Itana looked up innocently and asked, her eyes pure and innocent.

Peeves was stunned for a moment, then floated up half a meter, crossed his arms, and circled in the air thinking.

He really didn't think much about whether he had a soul.

He has been present in this castle since the day he became conscious.

He undoubtedly has self-awareness now, but he is indeed different from those ghosts. He has never "lived" and never "dead".

If it is said that a ghost is transformed from a person's soul after death, then it is not a ghost. Is there such a thing as a soul?
"Honestly, I don't know." In the end, Peeves shrugged indifferently, turned around and prepared to float away, and didn't intend to take the two little broken balls.

He didn't need to worry about this, he was just a consciousness wandering in the castle, just a part of the castle, maybe similar to those spiral staircases.

"Thank you for your answer, sir." Itana threw two small balls at Peeves: "Use magic to activate them and they will explode."

Peeves reacted, caught the two flying balls, and looked at Itana in surprise.

The girl had already turned around, and her small figure shone brightly and darkly under the torches in the corridor, before disappearing around a corner.

Peeves looked at the two brightly colored balls in his hand, his small eyes were bent into a slit.

He turned around happily, smiled slyly, and screamed as usual across the corridor, passing over the heads of the startled students.

Itana returned to the dormitory, took out the notebook she got today from her schoolbag, put it on the table, and opened the drawer.

"Soul and Magic Power", obtained from the secret room library, was written in Ni Yala's script. For this reason, she began to search for Ni Yala's related records.

"History of Ni Yala's Evolution", "Inmotelite Sacrificial Rune Culture" and a notebook belonging to grandma, which was brought by the owl to learn Ni Yala's characters and family culture.

Now there is another notebook, recording a wizard's life research.

Itana felt that it was still not safe to put these things here.

Although she was the only one in the dormitory, it didn't mean she was the only one who could come in.

Someone had entered her bedroom before without her knowing, and left her a stinky candy as a gift.There are also house-elves, who can also Apparate inside the castle.

Now that everyone can enter here, isn't it easy to pick a lock?

Itana looked at her satchel.

It is indeed a good way to carry it with you. The schoolbag with the traceless expansion spell can hold all kinds of things, but this bag also has the risk of being lost, damaged or even snatched.

In the end, my brain is still relatively safe, so let's master this knowledge as soon as possible.

As for before that, there are two locations to choose from.

One is the Room of Response, and this one has the possibility of being bumped into by accident.

For example, in the novel Harry found the hiding room, the good guy is full of things hidden by previous students.

Hehe, what a coincidence that you are also hiding things here.

Keyword search is sometimes not very good, which is why Itana is puzzled that the notebook she found today has not been found so far. She can't be the only one who made this request to the Room of Requirement, right?

Another is the secret room.The secret room only exists in legends, and few people have found it so far, because the conditions are harsh after all.

Now she really knows that the entrance is not fake, but if she wants to get in, she has to use snake language to clear the way.

Hmm... It's enough to be able to pronounce, it doesn't necessarily need to be mastered, this has to be discussed with Xiaotang.

But how should I speak?Hello Tom, I want to learn a few words of snake language from you and go sightseeing in the secret room left by your ancestors?
Itana almost teased herself.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, her purpose is to master this knowledge. If she is afraid that the book will be stolen, she can backup a few more copies and store them in different places-isn’t the double copy made for this?

People, it is really easy to be shackled by one's own thinking, and to get into a dead end if you are not careful.

But in this world, even thoughts are not an absolutely safe area.

Itana's eyelids droop slightly, and her memory is still shrouded in a shadow.

And she didn't feel any loss or incongruity in her memory at all.If it wasn't for what happened a while ago, she probably still believes in her memory so far.

"Individual power is limited after all. It is difficult for you to guard against what you cannot see. At this time, you need another pair of eyes, maybe more than one pair..."

(End of this chapter)