My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

Walking into the castle's foyer, Latan immediately felt a warm breeze blowing on his face. Blazing torches were fixed on the surrounding graystone walls, and the giant chandelier hanging from the dome eliminated all darkness. The entire foyer was even big enough to move the Leaky Cauldron in intact, and there would still be more than enough space.

Facing everyone was a luxurious marble staircase leading directly to the upper floor, but Professor Snape had no intention of taking them upstairs. He just walked forward along the terrazzo-paved passage, his black robe fluttering behind him like a bat's wings.

When passing a door, Latan heard noisy voices coming from inside. Apparently, all students except the first-year students had already taken their seats. But Professor Snape did not stop, but continued forward and led everyone to a small room at the end.

The room was packed with people, so crowded that Latan could only stand with his back pressed against the wall, his head much higher than the door next to him.

Professor Snape turned around, grasped the collar of his robe with both hands, and wrapped his robe tightly around his thin body. In a cold and straight tone, he almost didn't move his lips and said: "I personally do not welcome you to Hogwarts."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet. The young wizards looked at each other in astonishment, unable to understand why this professor, who looked like an old bat, would greet them with these words.

Ratan could see that Professor Snape was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He snorted softly and continued, "As long as you are not stupid, you should know that Hogwarts has four major colleges: Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor.

"If you are lucky enough to become a Slytherin, then maybe you will have a chance to be favored by me. But if you are sorted into the other three houses... Unfortunately, I don't have time to deal with vulgar, crazy and reckless students.

"You should know that outstanding performance in school will win points for your house, and vice versa, points will be deducted. But it's useless to tell you, because Slytherin is destined to be the best."

"Excuse me, Professor." Ginny raised her arms high and said loudly, "If I remember correctly, it was Gryffindor who won the House Cup last year!"

Snape's expression was as if someone had poured shampoo on his head. His upper lip curled up, revealing a row of slightly yellow teeth. He looked at Ginny's fiery red hair and said maliciously, "Another Weasley child? Your family is more fertile than goblins! If the students from the other three colleges hadn't been too naughty last year, Gryffindor would never have won the House Cup."

Ginny's face turned redder than her hair and she was about to say something else but Latarn leaned down and put his hand on her shoulder.

The red-haired giant learned about Professor Snape's character from Harry and Ron. This man was blatantly biased towards his Slytherin House, so it was normal for him to make such discriminatory remarks at the welcome speech.

But the system of adding and deducting points at Hogwarts was very interesting, so Latan decided to emulate it and add and deduct points based on the performance of each time traveler in school.

When the score drops to a certain level, or the time traveler begins to interfere with Harry's fate, Latan can go up to him with a notebook that records the time traveler's abilities and behaviors and take coercive measures.

Young man, your name is on the list.

Thinking of this, Latan couldn't help but reveal a kind smile. He raised his head and looked at Professor Snape from a distance.

Professor Snape's dull black eyes paused for a moment on Latarn's face, and then shifted away, as if he had not been interrupted, and continued: "The Sorting Ceremony will begin soon. Whether you are mediocre or elites worthy of my attention, it will soon be determined."

After saying that, he walked straight towards the door of the small room. The freshmen all stepped back wherever the black robe passed. Latan also took a small step to the side, using his thigh to completely cover Ginny.

But Professor Snape stopped beside Latan, pulled out a newspaper from his arms and slapped it into the red-haired giant's hand, and said without moving his lips: "Don't do such stupid things next time."

Latan watched his back as he pushed the door open and left, frowned slightly, then lowered his head and unfolded the newspaper in his hand.

This was not the Daily Prophet published by wizards, but the Times published by Muggles. The front page headline was a huge photo of King's Cross Station. The Muggles' astonished eyes were frozen on the paper by ink. They looked at the two figures flying into the air. The headline read:

"Shocking! There's a flying trapeze artist at the station! Is it a magic trick or a supernatural event?"

Obviously it refers to the incident where the red-haired giant used the Summoning Curse to force Harry and Ron onto the train.

Latan was a little stunned. He didn't expect that British reporters were everywhere. Even crowded places like train stations had cameras ready to make big news at any time. Look at how timely this photo was taken. You can even see the red underpants of Ron's jeans.

No wonder Ron was holding on to his jeans so tightly. He would rather have all ten fingers broken than show his red pants in front of a whole carload of little wizards.

"What's written on it?" Ginny jumped up and down to see the newspaper in Latan's hand.

Latan handed her the newspaper and thought to himself.

Professor Snape's attitude just now was very ambiguous. According to Harry and Ron's description, it was impossible for this strict and harsh Potions professor to just say "Don't do such stupid things next time" and let go of this obvious violation of the Statute of Secrecy.

Unless... he got the principal's permission.

Thinking of this, Latan's opinion of Professor Snape suddenly changed. He was also a comrade who opposed time travelers and was someone who could be trusted.

At the same time, Latan was quite envious of the speed and sharpness of British reporters. He knew that he could not keep an eye on the time travelers around the clock without blind spots. If he wanted to ensure that they were under his effective supervision, he had to develop spies in Hogwarts.

Young wizards cannot be allowed to take up this position because it is not certain whether they are the time travelers, and it is even more uncertain whether they will be corrupted by the time travelers with material things and money, and thus betray themselves.

Latan's ideal spies must be omnipresent, difficult to detect, and must not change their stance because of interests.

Doesn't that mean——

The freshmen suddenly screamed, and Latan looked up, only to see more than twenty translucent pearl-white figures "passing" directly through the surrounding walls!

ghost!

Looking at these ghosts who greeted the little wizard so kindly, Latan's eyes lit up.

Isn't this the perfect eyeliner?!

Ghosts are everywhere and can hide in walls and objects, so they are not easy to be detected. At the same time, they are already dead, and money and material things have no appeal to them.

The only question is, how do you make them your spies?

Latan recalled the spell in Red Dragon that caused him to have hallucinations. He calmly reached into his robe and grasped the tungsten alloy wand. He forced himself to eliminate all distracting thoughts and recited in a low voice:

[Dead ones, wake up from your graves, rise from your ashes! In the name of the King of Kings, in the name of the Father of all mankind, answer my call! ]

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In the hall, beside the long table of Gryffindor, a girl with long brown hair suddenly covered her forehead, and pain appeared in her plum-shaped pupils.

The young man beside her, who was wearing a white robe and carrying an ancient bronze sword, asked with concern, "What's wrong, Kurumi? Are you feeling unwell?"

Hu Tao raised his head, his face pale, and said anxiously to the young man in white: "Something bad has happened, Zheng Shilong. I have lost control of the ghosts."

Zheng Shilong's expression changed in shock, Hu Tao's ability is crucial, it is related to the grand plan of their faction!

Who is behind this? ! The Fatalists? The Reformists? The Conservatives?

Killing intent surged in his heart, and the ancient bronze sword behind him kept ringing.

But he did not notice Dumbledore's meaningful look in the guest of honor seat in the hall.

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Latan only felt that his consciousness was split into more than twenty pieces. He felt different kinds of death, such as beheading, suicide, aging, death from illness, and even being hit by the killing curse. These scenes were so vivid and so intense, as if he had experienced them personally!

This is... the ghosts' last memory before they died!

The next moment, Latan's consciousness suddenly returned to unity, and invisible traces radiated from his left eye, connecting to the bodies of every ghost in the small room. The marks left by these dead people in the world shook slightly like Latan, and then returned to normal, continuing to chat and laugh with the little wizards as usual.

Only Latan knew that in that insignificant moment, all the ghosts declared their loyalty to him and thanked the red-haired giant for freeing them from the forced contract of the time traveler.

The name of the traveler was Walnut, a second-year student of Gryffindor, who claimed to be the 77th head of the Hall of the Dead. But the ghosts knew that in the body of the girl, there was a soul from another world that was not in line with her age.

As for why Walnut forced them to sign the contract, even Ghost himself didn't know.

Very good, another time traveler who can be included in the list.

Latan immediately pulled out the diary from his arms, and instead of using a quill that required ink, he wrote Kurumi's name on the page with a pencil, and recorded her ability to control ghosts.

A line of handwriting appeared in Tom's diary: "You little brat! Can't you get a new notebook? The pencil will stain mine!"

Latan wrote on the paper: "Since your body is a notebook, you should fulfill the duties of a notebook. How many points do you think I should deduct for Walnut's behavior of controlling the school ghosts?"

Tom didn't reply, and Latan guessed that he was sulking.

But just as Latan wrote a "-20" under Walnut's information, Tom reappeared, crossed out the "-20", and wrote: "According to school rules, ghosts are school property. This lady's behavior is considered to be taking school property for herself, and fifty points will be deducted."

Justified and convincing.

LaTan wrote: "Tom, did you ever go to Hogwarts?"

Otherwise, how could he be so clear about the school rules.

Tom wrote: "Please, I am a diary, which is also a book in a sense. As long as you put the book next to me, I will know what is inside it."

Latan's eyes lit up. Isn't the diary equivalent to a search engine on a Muggle computer? In the future, if there is any knowledge point that he is unsure about, he can just ask Tom in the diary.

I just click on the part that I don't understand, so einfach! (German: It's too easy)

Tom seemed to see through Latarn's thoughts: "If you come to bother me for no reason, I will ignore you."

This is exactly what Latan wants: "Unless you teach me the magic to record the words in other books, I will harass you non-stop with my automatic quill."

"You!" Tom's handwriting was large and sloppy, showing his anger. "Okay! Okay! But you have to keep the automatic quill away from me next time!"

Latan smiled horribly: "Deal."

"What are you writing? You look so happy?" Ginny looked up at Latarn's expression.