Orochimaru travels to Hogwarts

Chapter 46 Harry, Let's Start Refining Chakra Today!

Harry still couldn't quite accept that Orochimaru had transformed into Filch.

But having a bad partner is better than having no partner at all.

Harry smiled and shook his head, following Orochimaru into the trophy display room at the end of the fourth-floor corridor.

The trophy display room not only has a dazzling array of trophies, but also several tall and sturdy suits of armor.

They gleamed in the moonlight, constantly drawing Harry's attention. But Orochimaru ignored the armor and instead walked to the display window at the far end of the trophy room.

"Jiraiya, take a look at this."

As Orochimaru spoke, he pointed to the badges reflecting a faint light in the shop window.

These badges are embedded in the Gryffindor flag, which is also topped with a trophy with the words "Quidditch Cup" engraved on the bottom.

Why would Orochimaru be interested in these things?

Harry frowned in confusion and quickened his pace. When he reached the shop window and saw the bright yellow shield badge, his confusion deepened.

"Orochimaru, what's so interesting about these trophies?"

"Look at the name."

Orochimaru spoke succinctly, pointing to the shield emblem below.

Harry followed Orochimaru's finger, slowly shifting his gaze until it finally settled on the bright yellow badge.

The badge has a line of small text engraved on it.

Quidditch Champion 1976-1977

Gryffindor Captain—

Seeker

James Potter!

Harry's eyes were immediately drawn to the words. He read them over and over again, even memorizing every tiny stroke.

He was so serious, so focused.

Even Orochimaru, who had known Harry for a long time, had never seen Harry look like this before.

Orochimaru didn't disturb him. He leisurely crossed his arms and stood quietly beside Harry, waiting until his partner was able to calm down from his lingering emotions.

Harry's eyes reddened, and his voice trembled slightly, but he still couldn't help wanting to share his joy with Orochimaru.

"Orochimaru, James Potter on this is my dad." Harry tried to keep his tone calm so as not to sound like he was showing off. "He was Gryffindor's Seeker and the captain who led Gryffindor to victory in the 1976-1977 Quidditch Cup."

Harry said this, and before Orochimaru could respond, he repeated it again.

"Jiraiya, do you like this back-to-school gift?" Orochimaru tried to keep his tone calm. "Although I only just found out about it myself."

What else could Harry say?

He suddenly raised his fist and thrust it toward Orochimaru.

Orochimaru didn't dodge; he also raised his hand and lightly touched Harry's fist.

"Thank you, partner!"

Harry spoke succinctly, yet his tone held an unprecedented firmness.

Although he was young, he was not mentally challenged.

These few days in the magical world were indeed like an enchanting dream.

Everyone was friendly and ingratiating towards him, and everyone respected him because he had once defeated Voldemort.

But Harry, who had suffered abuse, cold shoulders, and bullying, knew...

If they didn't have these qualities, and if these qualities were bestowed upon Neville Longbottom, then people's affections would shift.

They like themselves not because of who they really are, but only because of their external fame and status.

But Orochimaru is different!

He is my true friend.

Harry was filled with emotion, and as their fists parted, Harry's voice rang out again.

"Orochimaru, we'll always be friends, forever!"

Forever... Don't say forever.

As Orochimaru listened to Harry's words, the memory of his first assassination mission with Jiraiya involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

That time, he and Jiraiya infiltrated Amegakure together, killed three Jonin, and escaped Amegakure with great difficulty.

It was raining heavily and the wind was strong that day. By the time they reached the riverbank, the temperature had plummeted and it even started to snow.

His abdomen was cut by a kunai, and the blood that flowed out froze into ice due to the extreme cold.

To avoid being hunted down by the Rain Ninja, neither Jiraiya nor Jiraiya lit a campfire, and could only hide under a tree to avoid the wind.

He originally intended to rest under the tree for a while and wait for Tsunade to come and help.

But the Rain Ninja had already caught up. What did Jiraiya do then?

Orochimaru narrowed his pale yellow vertical pupils, carefully searching through his already blurred memories, and finally found a few words from Jiraiya.

"Orochimaru, have some of this sake first, it'll warm you up." Jiraiya pulled out some sake he'd swiped from the Amegakure tavern. "I'll be right back."

After he finished drinking the water in the pot and fell into a coma, when he woke up, Jiraiya and Tsunade were already standing in front of him.

Jiraiya was covered in wounds, his white hair dyed red. He was still laughing, but each laugh caused him pain from his wounds.

But he didn't care, he just kept asking how the wine tasted.

How did that pot of wine taste?

Orochimaru thought for a moment before remembering the taste of that pot of wine.

It had no taste at all, because it contained nothing more than water used to wash wine jugs.

but……

"That tasted absolutely wonderful, Jiraiya."

Jiraiya was overjoyed, patting himself on the shoulder and boasting to Tsunade.

What did he say?

"Tsunade, I told you so," Jiraiya pointed a thumbs-up at himself, "As long as I'm with this guy, there's no mission we can't complete. Never!"

"Jiraiya...don't be so arrogant."

"This isn't arrogance, Tsunade!" Jiraiya raised his fist to himself then, with the youthful spirit unique to him. "Orochimaru and I are the eternal golden duo, forever!"

Jiraiya...

forever……

Don't say forever.

Orochimaru savored the remnants rising from the deepest recesses of his memory, and his smile brightened considerably.

He turned to look at Harry, pondering what to do next.

He hadn't originally intended to tell Harry about the dangers that lay ahead, but now he was willing to change his mind a little and give Harry the choice.

"Jiraiya, do you want to learn my Filch transformation technique?"

"Yes!" Harry said without hesitation.

"But that would be somewhat dangerous," Orochimaru said carefully, "I haven't tested it on anyone else."

When Orochimaru said those words, he intended to observe Harry's state and see what he was thinking.

result……

Harry laughed and patted Orochimaru on the shoulder, his face showing no fear or hesitation. He simply said what Orochimaru had heard countless times but had never heard again.

"But what about you, Orochimaru!"

Moonlight streamed through the windows of the Hogwarts trophy room on the fourth floor, illuminating Orochimaru's pale face.

This face, which always wore a sinister smile, now seemed to have been rejuvenated, returning to its earliest days.

Looking at Harry's fearlessness and trust, he couldn't help but feel moved...

How can people be so alike?

"Let's go then, we need to hurry."

Orochimaru formed hand seals, and the Ninja Art: Transformation Technique was activated instantly.

Filch reappeared before Harry, meeting his questioning green eyes with a smile, and told him where they were about to go.

"Go to the Forbidden Forest, it's quiet there."

"cool!"

Harry shouted excitedly.

The next second, Harry followed Orochimaru out of the trophy room and strolled down the corridors of Hogwarts.

Nighttime outings are an extremely challenging extracurricular activity.

On the one hand, they had to evade Filch, who patrolled the corridors at all times; on the other hand, they also had to evade the prefects of various colleges who were checking everywhere.

After these two things are done, you still have to be wary of ghosts that may appear out of nowhere.

But now, under Orochimaru's manipulation, everything seems effortless.

Filch escorted the new Gryffindor students down the corridor, and even Peeves would only scoff at them; no one would suspect a thing.

Harry suppressed a smile, deliberately putting on an expression of unbearable pain, and followed Orochimaru out of Hogwarts Castle, past Hagrid's hunting lodge, and into the Forbidden Forest, where students were strictly forbidden to set foot.

Bang!

As the smoke dissipated, Orochimaru regained his original form.

"Orochimaru, is this the legendary infiltration?" Harry couldn't wait to share his experience with his partner. "Once I learn this move, how about I take over for you next time?"

"Not good," Orochimaru shook his head slightly, "You can't hold back your laughter."

Harry wasn't angry when he heard this. Instead, he thought about it again and a new idea popped into his head.

"How about I dress up as a professor? Like, I can dress up as Snape."

"Oh, then you should be able to imitate it quite well." Orochimaru said while searching the flat ground, "After all, he's been staring at you with that big hooked nose for a long time."

Harry laughed and followed Orochimaru to an open area.

The place was near a lake, surrounded by tall trees, and on the opposite bank of the lake, he could even see a dark cave.

"This place is so cool, it looks like a dueling arena," Harry exclaimed excitedly.

"It's barely passable."

Orochimaru was quite satisfied with the place; his long journey had not been in vain.

He stood with his arms crossed, waiting quietly.

Harry was so excited that he walked around the lake for a while before calming down.

But the look of anticipation in Harry's green eyes grew even stronger.

Orochimaru pondered for a moment, thinking about how to instill the concept of chakra in Harry.

This is different from magic.

Although the time was short, Orochimaru was already able to sense the difference between his own chakra and magic.

The ninjutsu performed using chakra had a clear origin and a predictable destination. But magic, to him, seemed somewhat inexplicable.

Orochimaru shook his head slightly, stopped thinking about it, and instead attached his chakra to the soles of his feet before walking towards the lake.

tread!

Ripples spread across the water's surface.

Moonlight streamed down from the sky, illuminating the rippling lake and reflecting Orochimaru's figure standing on it.

Harry was stunned.

Orochimaru spoke in a leisurely and composed tone:

"This is what I'm going to teach you, Jiraiya."

When the name Jiraiya was mentioned, Orochimaru was even somewhat dazed. He had never imagined that one day he would be teaching Jiraiya something like this.

but……

It's not bad either.

Orochimaru said calmly:

"Chakra is a mixture of body and spirit. Would you like to try refining it, Jiraiya?"