Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

The senior student leading the group introduced the group to the first-year students without turning his head.

It was as if this message had been repeated a dozen times, hence its exceptional fluency:
"That's right, just like what you see. These stairs are all alive, so they naturally have the ability to move freely."

Therefore, you must pay attention to when you go up or down the stairs when you pass by.

After speaking, the senior student paused, seemingly giving the freshmen time to digest this amazing information.

Then he continued:
"Especially after curfew, their changes become more...unpredictable."

After all, it was a rare time of rest for them.

So if you get caught by Filch because of the stairs, no one will plead for you.

The Slytherin freshmen nodded quietly as they watched the stone steps circling in mid-air.

At only eleven years old, their expressions carried a hint of nervousness and curiosity at their first visit to the secret realm, but even more so, a sense of caution and vigilance as they entered the most strictly guarded branch of this ancient academy.

However, no matter how careful they are, they are still children, so they always huddle together.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as the three people led by Malfoy.

They seemed to know from the beginning about the magic of the stairs beneath their feet.

Looking at the new students behind him, Malfoy had long forgotten the intimidation and threats from the strange exchange student.

He had already decided that he would find someone to teach those arrogant exchange students a lesson tomorrow.

This was the first time someone had dared to grab his head like that.

"Hello, I am Malfoy."

With two bodyguards protecting him, Malfoy forced his way through the group.

He approached the little girl and extended his hand.

The little girl paused for a moment, then, expressionless, turned and followed as if she hadn't seen anything.

This very behavior made the other freshmen who witnessed it laugh.

It is obvious that Malfoy, having suffered repeated setbacks, is no longer as intimidating to the new students as he was in the original story.

Loli is also feeling helpless now, as quite a few girls have been assigned to Slytherin.

This Malfoy just had to come looking for him.

Although this character isn't the main character, they still have a significant amount of screen time.

The little girl naturally didn't want to get involved with this person, and it would be best if they didn't even become friends.

As the group descended the last set of stone steps, the air became moist and slightly cool, and a damp, underground scent permeated the air.

The light seemed to dim as they moved forward.

The eerie green torches flickered on the tray of the ancient snake statue on the wall.

The long shadows of the group were cast onto the cold stone wall, swaying uncertainly.

"Hurry up and keep up with me, everyone keep up."

The little girl, who was climbing the stairs, suddenly noticed something moving out of the corner of her eye and was startled.

When she looked over, she discovered that an oil painting was actually waving to her.

It was at this moment that the other freshmen around them discovered this incredible sight.

All the portraits in the entire castle were moving.

It can even make sounds and chat with people.

It's as if the people in these paintings are real.

"Is that painting moving?"

"No, all the paintings are moving."

"Look at that picture, I think she likes you."

The little girl looked at the magical staircase and the various figures in the painting.

That's when I truly felt the charm of Hogwarts, the magic school.

These magical items may not have any practical use.

However, the level of skill involved is evident.

The new students descended a winding slope, and whether it was their imagination or not, they could vaguely hear the low echo of water flowing in the walls.

"Is there a leak? Why is it making such a gushing sound?"

A little girl with freckles in the group leaned against the wall and made a sound.

Perhaps the voice was too loud, because the team leader casually replied:

"That sound is from the drainage pipes inside the wall, nothing to worry about."

Upon hearing this casual reply, even the little girl, who was familiar with the plot, couldn't help but look towards the wall to the side.

His gaze was eerie!

Following the leader, the new students quickly arrived at the end of a corridor.

Finally, the senior students stopped in front of a bare, wet stone wall.

What finally appeared before them was a painting.

The image shows a noblewoman wearing a medieval tutu.

The voluptuous noblewoman looked at all the new students, her gaze sweeping over each of their faces, and finally uttered only two words: "Password!"

The senior team leader quickly replied, "Pureblood."

The lady nodded and smiled, gesturing for her to enter gracefully.

Then the picture frame popped open, revealing a large door.

However, behind the door was still a dusty gray wall.

The senior students turned to the freshmen.

"As you can see, the password changes every two weeks. Keep an eye on the bulletin board and the professor's announcements in class. This time, the password is: 'Pure Blood'."

That is, in just this short while.

The bare stone wall suddenly and silently cracked open, revealing an arched entrance.

A chilly, distinctive aura emanated from the cave entrance, even colder than the corridor.

Through the entrance, the little girl can see a spacious room surrounded by huge arched glass windows.

Outside the glass window was not the night sky, but the bottom of a dark lake with unfathomable depths and churning dark green water.

According to the senior's explanation, this should be a junction of drainage pipes.

"Everyone, come with me, this is your dormitory."

"You can think of the drawing just now as your dormitory manager."

The little girl followed her in.

This is an arrangement similar to a living room, but not a modern living room; rather, it's like a medieval English living room.

Fireplace, carpet, crystal chandelier...

The room itself is decorated with Slytherin symbols in every way.

Silver and green hues are everywhere, and ancient tapestries depicting the life of Salazar Slytherin hang on the walls.

High-backed, dark green leather armchairs were scattered around, and a ghostly green flame burned in the fireplace, dispelling some of the chill.

"Welcome to the Slytherin common room."

"This will be your home for the next seven years. The girls' dormitory is at the end of the left corridor, and the boys' dormitory is on the right."

Your names are on the doorplate. Your luggage should have been delivered to the foot of your bed.

Remember the rules here: keep quiet, respect privacy, remember the glory of Slytherin—and…”

He paused meaningfully, his gaze sweeping over the new students.

"Don't bring shame to the college. Now, hurry up and settle into your dorm rooms; curfew is approaching."

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, it's getting late. Sweet dreams. See you tomorrow morning."

After the senior student who was leading the group finished speaking, he walked out of the public area.

It seems that the senior students' dormitories are not in the same area.

In fact, the number of freshmen assigned to each college on average is not that many.

Whether it's Slantlin, Hufflepuff, or Ravenlock, there are only thirty or forty of them.

The little girl followed several other girls down the left-hand corridor.

On the walls along the corridor, the light and shadow of the lake flowed as if they were alive.

The newly arrived loli tried her best to maintain the calm that a new Slytherin student should have, but inwardly she was vigilantly observing her surroundings.

He silently observed the surrounding layout and possible surveillance points.

Although it was unlikely, just in case, the little girl began the examination according to Zhan Lan's magnification.

The wall lamp in the room was a snake-shaped candlestick, emitting a cold, silvery-white light.

Dark green bed curtains hung down on the bed.

The little girl walked to her bedside and looked at the suitcase from the "Vayne Family" placed at her feet. Then she shrugged.

The black bat that had been perched on the little girl's shoulder seemed to have just woken up.

It looked around and then flew up, finally hanging upside down under the eaves.

The situation was similar for Yue'er and Xin'er in their freshman dormitories in Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

Compared to this new life.

When McGonagall herself took the lead and guided the exchange students into the dormitory.

Some of the smarter people in the four teams steadied themselves and muttered to themselves.

Because of this location.

It's right downstairs from Dumbledore's office!
Moreover, it seems that the rooms of other professors are nearby.

It's obvious they don't trust them and want to keep the exchange students under their noses.

However, this situation, though somewhat outrageous, did not exceed their expectations.

It could even be described as very reasonable.

"The exchange student dormitories are in the row on the left. There aren't many of you, so you can arrange your own accommodations."

"The exchange period will last for two months. During these two months, you can audit all subjects in all grades, but you must not disrupt class order or lay a hand on other members of the college!"

As Professor McGonagall spoke, she specifically looked up at the Honda behind her.

However, to Professor McGonagall's surprise, the "student" also looked up and stared straight at her.

Leaving aside the clash of their gazes, let's set aside the question of who was looking at whom.

Because, at some point, a parrot suddenly landed out of the dark window at the end of the stairs.

The red-tailed parrot looks only about the size of two palms.

A pair of bright eyes perched on its yellow, pointed beak scanned the exchange students.

Upon seeing this person, the first two words that came to mind for all the reincarnators were:

"Phoenix!"

"Dumbledore's Phoenix!"

"How did it get here?"

What brings you here?

Initially, this included several people from the Zhongzhou team.

I almost burst out laughing when I saw a parrot referred to as a phoenix in Harry Potter.

But after seeing this person's abilities, I couldn't laugh anymore.

The dragon and the phoenix are unique and extraordinary beings in any world or civilization.

Take, for example, the "phoenix" that doesn't appear often in horror movies.

You can say it doesn't look good, but you can't say it's bad.

Perhaps this phoenix's bloodline isn't pure, but it still possesses the ability to be reborn from the ashes.

In a sense, this was also the first time the Zhongzhou team had ever seen the legendary creature.

"Merlin, these are the exchange students. I'm counting on you from now on."

McGonagall walked to the windowsill and said.

Only then did everyone realize.

Except for the parrot in the window.

There was even a portrait at the end of the corridor.

He was a gentleman wearing a black suit.

This is the "Merlin" that Professor McGonagall mentioned.

"Good evening, beautiful Miss McGonagall."

"Don't worry, I believe these lovely exchange students will definitely abide by the college rules."

After giving a few more reminders about the school rules, Professor McGonagall turned around and instantly transformed into a black tabby cat.

She nimbly jumped onto the windowsill, glanced at Zheng Zha and the others one last time, and then jumped out of the window.

The parrot in the window also flew away.

The four team leaders assigned rooms in a simple and straightforward manner.

However, the unspoken agreement is that even after the rooms have been assigned...

However, each of the four teams still entered a room.

They did not completely separate.

Finally, Zhan Lan closed the door to the room.

Xiao Honglu nodded.

Zheng Zha flipped his hand, and a bronze square pot appeared.

The next moment, all the members of the Zhongzhou team disappeared.

There was a bang.

The bronze pot landed on the table in the room.

Meanwhile, under Honda's watchful eye, Hashimoto directly took out a drawing that looked like a child's scribble from his four-dimensional space bag.

The picture depicts a dainty three-story Western-style building.

After Hashimoto unfolded the drawing, he pasted it on the wall on one side.

Then, the Japanese team members also disappeared.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes apparent that four small black figures have appeared on the originally static picture.

It is obvious that even the weakest Japanese team possesses items from a dimensional space.

Let's look at the Nan Yanzhou team from the opposite perspective.

After making sure the door was closed, one of the shorter team members took out something that looked like a glow stick.

At the same time as it appeared.

The glow stick emitted beams of light that distorted the view.

It enveloped everyone impartially.

Arctic team's room.

It had already transformed into a world of ice crystals.

The entire room was covered by a thick layer of ice.

However, it was precisely this kind of environment that made everyone in the team breathe a sigh of relief.

All four teams were doing the same thing: reviewing their performance.

After all, to put it bluntly, this location is no less than the enemy's headquarters.

And they are the rats that can't see the light of day.

However, the advantage is that they have a layer of skin prepared by the main god.
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The world in a pot.

Beside the riverbank on a sunny and breezy day.

The Zhongzhou team members, while reviewing the game, didn't miss out on their grilled fish party.

Zheng Zha looked up into the distance: "Isn't Chu Xuan going to eat?"

"What is he busy with?"

Zhan Lan leaned against a tree trunk by the river: "Of course I'm busy with today's harvest."

Zheng Zha looked astonished:

"What did you gain?"

What did we do today?

Chen Zilong, who was holding a skewer of meat, also looked over.

He looked equally puzzled.

Li Xiao walked over and said with a smile:

"The dome of the auditorium, those oil paintings, and heroic spirits that resemble souls and spirits."

"It's all been fruitful. Didn't you see that Saito Hajime and Xiao Honglu are both busy too?"

“Back in Diagon Alley, Saito found a lot of basic magic and historical biographies in a bookstore.”

"You know, magic, since it has an academy, is a systematic existence."

A systemic enhancement framework cannot be perfected in just one or two generations.

"Even Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has a history of over a thousand years, let alone magic." (End of Chapter)