A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

On the 31st of August, at 5:15 in the morning, Yunevo suddenly opened his eyes and saw a square ceiling painted almost pure white.

There is a lamp hanging in the middle of the ceiling, and the most common pear-shaped light bulb is on the inside. Through the transparent glass, you can clearly see the tungsten iron filament inside.

The outside is covered with a bowl-shaped lampshade that is all white but has a black edge.

As long as you press the switch at the door of the room, the light will emit white light, even at night, it seems to be as bright as day.

The walls are also white, but there are wood-brown floors, dark-brown windows and doors, and various furniture in different colors, such as various clip art, trying to reconcile the room into an ordinary place.

Ding!

Such a crisp sound suddenly reverberated in his brain, and the layers in front of him were finally put together again, and Unieff controlled his fingers to move, followed by his knuckles, and then his entire finger...

The body gradually recovered.

He sat up with his arms supported, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled until his lungs swelled to the limit...

Sweaty all over...

Ghost press?

Yunefu scratched his hair, feeling a mess in his mind, as if a thousand or ten thousand water pipes were tangled and twisted together, but empty, as if all the cerebrospinal fluid had been drained.

exhausted.

He stared blankly at something, but in fact he didn't stare at anything.

After a while, he lifted the thin blue quilt and jumped off the bed, but almost twisted his ankle.

Put on a short-sleeved T-shirt and overalls, but accidentally turned it upside down.

Putting his clothes back on, Univer took a deep breath, picked up the washbasin, towel, toothbrush, toothpaste and cup, walked out of the bedroom, and went to the bathroom of the new house.

Passing through the mirror embedded in the wall of the bathroom door, he saw that his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his eyes were actually bloodshot.

Walking into the bathroom, he picked up a basin of clear cold water, the water surface fluctuated, the light and shadow flickered, and he was slightly startled.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, put his face down into the washbasin, and let the cold water swirl on his face.

Feeling the coldness of the water and the squeezing of the buoyancy on the skin, Yunev held his breath.

He didn't know why he did this, and the current state did not support him to think deeply.

About thirty seconds later, he looked up from the washbasin.

The nerve tissue flooded in the ventricle is like a dry sponge that has been torn into thin strips and has absorbed water.

Although it still feels dry, it has gotten better.

Dry your face, brush your teeth, and wash your face again.

As usual, get out of the bathroom as quickly as possible.

He looked at the mirror at the door again, and found that his eyes had returned to their usual calm gray.

calm down.

After going through the long corridor, go back to the bedroom, put away the toiletries, and fold the quilt.

Leaning against the wall, put his left leg on the right side of his right leg, and began to think.

What's wrong with me?

Such an abnormal state should not appear on me for no reason.

Ghost press? How could I be pressed by a ghost.

Despite this thought, he began to recall knowledge about the ghost press.

Thinking is far less fluent than normal, and it took a while before he extracted relevant clues from his brain.

In a popular science magazine with a virtual human body composed of particles drawn on the cover, I followed the catalog to page 78 and wrote an explanation for this phenomenon.

Ghost press, also known as sleep paralysis, refers to a phenomenon in which a person suddenly wakes up from a dream, but the muscle tension has not yet recovered.

Dreamland?

Unieff rubbed the frame of his eyes and began to recall the scene of last night.

Although there is nothing to do, as a night watchman, the ruler of the bright face of Mansu, still needs to appear in front of the qualified people occasionally.

So he gave Hermione and Hindlesh a "Monthly Commendation".

To put it simply, it is to count the results of planting trees and show them.

In this nearly one month period, Hermione has planted a total of 71 trees, while Hinderreich has planted 63 trees.

Hermione wins.

For this, he rewarded Hermione with the right of way to the woodland for a week, except where the "well" was, wherever she wanted to go, the trees would make way for her.

Even if you want to find him, you can.

Hermione was so happy because of this, going in and out of the woods, showing off wildly in front of Hindlesh.

Hindlesh's cloak swelled with anger.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Unieff showed a slight smile.

It shouldn't matter, I can't get into this situation just because I awarded such a little right.

Then, what happened?

He thought for a while and decided to enter Mansu again to check.

"Mansu." He called in his heart.

Immediately, there was a sense of whirling, and the soul was spinning like a drill to come out.

Where did Mansu run to?

With such a question flashing in his mind, Unieff had already come to the forest.

Switching to the form of a night watchman, a giant eye opened in the sky, condescending, looking down at the ground.

As in the past, the trees live a slow life in the woodland, the roots move slowly like snails, and the vines hang lazily on the branches and sway slowly.

When no one is there, the trees are so slow.

Even the lively little trees only occasionally play with their branches.

After all, it is a tree, not a more lively animal.

Finally, he fixed his eyes on a stream of water.

This is an extremely thin stream of water that flows through the woodland, but it is not even a small stream. Even if you listen very carefully, you can only hear a little gurgling.

On both sides of the water stream, the trees are a little denser and more lively. They stretch their roots into the water a little bit and sip it carefully, but just drink a little bit and shrink the roots back~www.readwn.com~ It seems For fear of drinking the water dry.

Yunefo closed his giant eyes, and he left the forest and came to the water.

There is no abnormality on the surface of the water flow, and the system does not have any prompts.

He squatted down, dipped his index finger in a little water, and drank.

A little impulse, a sense of change, emerged in my body and mind.

Other than that, nothing.

This by-product of the "well" has nothing to do with his current abnormal state.

He went to check the "well" again.

The ground where the "well" was located was even deeper, and inside was a small pool of water of desire that swayed gently.

"Water of Desire: 27 Drops"

Not a drop.

He thought about it for a while, dipped it with his fingers, and his fingers easily sank in.

Pulled it back, but didn't dip it at all.

Pacing back and forth.

After pacing for a while, Univer made up his mind, he thought he had to figure out where his abnormality came from, and for this reason, he should investigate all possibilities.

He was on all fours, lying beside the "well", the "colorful" water of desire reflected on his silver-white face.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it.

The tongue was sunk in like the fingers, but it didn't taste anything. Withdrawing the tongue, a drop of desire water did not stick.

This thing can't be drunk even if you want, maybe it's really as stated in the system, it can only be used to make a wish.

Exceptions should have nothing to do with this.

Yunevo quit the Mansion. Currently, there are only these in the Mansion. Since the abnormality has nothing to do with these, it means that it is not the reason of the Mansue.

With a downward swirl that was the exact opposite of the one he entered, Unieff returned to his eleven-year-old body.

Start thinking about other possibilities.