My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

While Latan was drowsy, he heard the voices of many people talking.

"...This child must be cured..." This crying voice belonged to the usually serious Professor McGonagall. Latan found it difficult to imagine her shedding tears.

"…We will do everything we can, Minerva. After all, he has done such a remarkable thing…" The voice like a hen protecting her chicks belonged to the school nurse, Madam Pomfrey.

"…The needle can't penetrate his skin…" Professor Snape's voice came from Latan's right hand, "…Filius, hand me the hand saw…"

The air suddenly became quiet for a while, and then——

"Brother! Come out of your tower and face me!" A deep voice with a frost-like smell roared. Magnus couldn't tell who said this, but he could smell a phantom smell of a beast.

Then, the smell turned into the faint unique smell between Marennia's hair, but the person who spoke had a strange tone that was both male and female. He whispered: "You who sealed the stars should not participate in this war."

The two voices overlapped, and Latan Magnus felt an inexplicable irritation in his drowsiness, and his limbs in his sleeping state twitched, trying to wake up.

At this moment, a hand colder than a corpse touched his forehead. The Scarlet King felt that every drop of blood in his body had solidified, and indescribable complex emotions surged out from the bottom of his heart.

Adoration, disgust, respect, contempt, joy, fear...

Inconsistent and constantly changing.

Latan Magnus felt the hair brushing against his cheek. The owner of the hand leaned down, opened his rotten and wrinkled lips, opened and closed his exposed teeth, and asked in a nondescript voice:

+Am I a man or a god? +

"Ho-"

Latan's body shook violently, he took a breath, opened his eyes and sat up suddenly. He heard the sound of a basin falling to the ground, accompanied by the girl's scream:

“You’re — awake — awake — awake.”

The red lion covered his wet forehead and blinked blankly with his blurry vision. After a full 0.001 seconds, he found himself lying on a bed in the school hospital on the second floor of the castle.

All the windows in the school hospital were sealed with magic and wooden boards to ensure that the warm snow that mutated people could not enter the room.

The little red-haired person who was guarding his bedside was none other than Ginny Weasley, who was holding her chest in surprise and joy, holding a towel that had just been wrung out, her fingers wrinkled from being in the water for too long.

Ratan glanced at the basin and the water stains on the ground, and immediately understood why his forehead felt cold, but... why was she moving so slowly? And why was she speaking with a long tone?

He could see the hair on Ginny's face standing on end in fear because of his sudden standing up, and the little girl's pupils dilated with joy; he could hear the sound of Madam Pomfrey's clothes fluttering behind the curtain of the bed, and could even identify the type of medicine in the bottle in her pocket by his ears.

The water droplet slipped from Ginny's fingertips, and Latan watched it falling in the air. Its surface trembled constantly due to the tension, and it changed from a small crystal ball to an irregular chaotic shape, and finally bloomed into a crown-like ripple in the water stains on the floor tiles.

Time slowed down?

No, it's my nerve reaction speed that has become faster!

A large amount of information flooded into his mind, but Latan didn't feel any discomfort. The only difference was that the sound of falling water drops breaking through the wind was a bit too loud. Apart from that, he felt that this was how he should be.

Because I am——

At the moment when ripples of water droplets began to appear, the red lion's right eye suddenly felt a burning pain!

It's like it's bursting from the inside out!

Latan groaned, and the moment he raised his hand to cover his right eye, his accelerated nerve reflexes suddenly returned to their normal speed. He heard Ginny ask anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it's just...nothing. How long was I unconscious?"

"More than an hour. It's about five in the afternoon now." Ginny looked at Latarn's face worriedly, "Are you okay? Do you want to lie down for a while?"

Latan did not answer. He gently lifted up Ginny's wrinkled hands, looked at her fingertips that were broken from repeatedly rubbing and washing the towel, and felt indescribable guilt and warmth in his heart.

Professors, and everyone else, I am sorry for making you suffer from the pain of worry. I am indeed too weak...

He looked apologetically into the girl's light brown eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you."

"Nonsense!" Ginny's eyebrows raised sternly, "You were the first to notice the abnormality of the warm snow; it was you who saved the centaurs from infection; it was you who gave Hagrid the opportunity to be treated; it was you who sealed the backflow of lake water; it was you who repelled the monster that was about to destroy the castle; it was you who reminded everyone to help the villagers of Hogsmeade! You have protected us very well! I don't allow you to say such things!"

"I agree with Miss Weasley."

Madam Pomfrey pulled aside the curtains surrounding the bed and looked at the Red Lion with tired and loving eyes. She touched Latarn's forehead with her palm and said, "You have already paid a lot, child. Now the only thing you need to do is to have a good rest."

"This is not just my achievement, everyone involved in this matter - that's right!"

Latan lifted the white quilt and rolled off the bed which was too narrow for him. He stepped barefoot on the cool marble floor and groaned at the sharp pain all over his body, as if every muscle fiber was knotted.

After he regained his balance, he anxiously asked Madam Pomfrey, "Where is Colin? How is he?"

Latan knew that Dante and Minamoto Kiyotaka were both capable of protecting themselves, and in his eyes, the time travelers from the Knights were consumables that could be discarded when necessary. Professor Mance and the executive department operators were backed up by the black technology of Kassel Academy.

The only exception is Colin. He is an ordinary person through and through. How can Latan not worry about his safety?

Before Madam Pomfrey could answer, Colin's voice rang out: "I'm right here, Ratan!"

Hearing his friend's voice, Red Lion quickly apologized to the school doctor, bent down and crawled out of the curtain around the bed. At first glance, he saw the boy with protruding ears sitting cross-legged on another bed, fiddling with a camera.

Colin didn't look injured at all. Although he was wearing a hospital gown, you couldn't tell that he had been hit by the male fire dragon's membranous wings and had broken bones all over his body more than an hour ago. His current state could even be described as energetic.

"Are you... okay?" Latan asked in disbelief.

"I had a very strange dream," Colin said, scratching his matted brown hair in confusion as he put his camera back together. "There was a girl with white hair in my dream. She held my hand and said to me, 'Light is the bond.'"

"Light is a bond..." Latan instantly thought of Nexter, who had burned out his life, "What else did she say?"

Colin shook his head. "Before I could ask who she was, she smiled and turned away, disappearing into the light. Then I woke up. Latarn, do you know her?"

Latan was silent for a moment, then he placed his hand on Colin's shoulder and said solemnly, "She is a hero with a great heart. Remember her and make good use of the light she gave you."

Colin nodded, not quite understanding. Madam Pomfrey came over with a cart full of medicine bottles and said sternly, "No matter what light or fire, you both need to rest now! Mr. Magnus, Mr. Creevey, lie down obediently, otherwise--"

The door of the school hospital was pushed open, and Professor Dumbledore, with a livid face, and Marenia, with a calm demeanor, stood at the door. The headmaster was obviously suppressing his anger, and he said to the school doctor, "Excuse me, Poppy, I need to talk to Mr. Magnus."

Madam Pomfrey chuckled in dissatisfaction, glared at the innocent-looking Latarn and Colin, and pushed the cart back to her office.

Ginny picked up the poured basin from the ground and said helplessly, "Should I step away?"

"No, you stay and listen too." said Marenia, her face covered with pink scars giving Ginny a faint gentle smile.

Ratan saw Professor Dumbledore frowning his long white eyebrows, and the white wizard said to the Valkyrie: "Miss Weasley has nothing to do with this matter. She is too young to know this."

"Latan is three months younger than Ginny," Marenia said firmly, "Age doesn't prove anything. And since you've read the original novel, you should know that she is an out-and-out warrior, not a vase that needs protection."

"Well..." Colin raised his hand weakly, "...what about me?"

Professor Dumbledore closed his eyes, let out a long breath through his nose, raised his hand to rub his temple, and said, "You should stay too, Mr. Creevey. Latarn will definitely tell you this information anyway, so you might as well listen now. Okay, everyone sit down."

Latan was sitting on his hospital bed, with Marlene and Ginny crouching on his left and right. The bright red hair of the three of them was intertwined, as if they were about to shout "Oopa Ley!" on the spot. The dazzling red color burned Colin's eyes so much that he couldn't open them.

"Professor," Latan looked at the two girls leaning on his arms in surprise, immediately crossed his arms tightly across his chest, and asked seriously, "How far does this warm snow affect?"

Professor Dumbledore sat down on Colin's bed tiredly, pressing his thumb joint against his forehead. He carefully considered his words and said, "The affected areas are mainly concentrated around Hogwarts, but London, where Diagon Alley is located, has also been harmed by the warm snow. Many Muggles were caught off guard and turned into bloodthirsty monsters. The current situation in London can only be described as hell on earth..."

Latan's fingers dug into the skin of his upper arms.

Not only targeting wizards, but also ordinary people? !

The culprit behind this, the time traveler who caused all this, is simply disgusting scum!

"The Ministry of Magic hasn't taken any action?" The Red Lion roared in a low voice, suppressing his anger.

"This leads to the next question," Dumbledore said. "Earlier, the Floo Network Management Bureau of the Department of Magical Transportation of the Ministry of Magic was attacked by unknown persons. The entire floor collapsed completely, resulting in a large number of casualties among employees, and the Floo Network was completely paralyzed."

Latan frowned. The fireplace connected to the Floo Network was currently the only way to directly send students out of the disaster area.

If the Floo Network is paralyzed, it means that the entire school will become a besieged city, the students inside cannot escape, and the rescue forces outside cannot get in.

As long as the warm snow continues, the owls will never be able to bring supplies from the outside world. In addition, the water source is also contaminated by this disgusting white disease. The food and water in the castle alone cannot last long.

As for the Hogwarts Express, the King's Cross Station it connects to is located in London, one of the disaster-stricken areas. Sending students out in this way is equivalent to sending lambs directly into the wolf's lair.

The mastermind behind the scenes actually figured this out. It seems he is determined to trap us here to death!

"This was done by the Fate Faction." Marenia suddenly spoke up, "I killed Siegfried and Kalanna, but they were just puppets that died in their place. Their real bodies had already escaped from Hogwarts. Except for the marginal figures of the Fate Faction, the core members such as Virgil and the Skirmishers have all left."

Latan's face was even more livid than Dumbledore's, and his forehead was covered with throbbing blood vessels.

If I had killed Siegfried from the beginning, I could have avoided this tragic situation from the root.

All those who mutated and died in the warm snow died because of my stupidity and cowardice!

The Destiny Faction...you fucking bastards!

Dare to trample on the life I love! I will find you! Kill you! Exterminate you!!!

Like Dante said, there are nine ways to kill you, nine ways!

A small hand rested on Latan's red arm. He looked down and met Ginny's gentle yet firm gaze.

Although she didn't know what the Destiny Party was, the girl showed through her actions that she would support all decisions of the Red Lion.

"Okay, that's the bad news, now comes the good news."

Professor Dumbledore clapped his hands, and the corners of his mouth barely lifted up a little: "After Professor Snape's research, it has been confirmed that both the Warm Snow and Crazy Dragon viruses infect humans by contacting mucous membranes.

"After learning about the situation, President Angers of Kassel College urgently approved a thousand air-filtering gas masks for us to use.

"There are also a large number of ammunition and weapons produced by the Equipment Department. However, because the British government is in a state of emergency, in order to maintain the stability of the international situation, the arrival of this batch of goods will be delayed by a few days.

"The old Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain's Taoist Temple attaches great importance to the situation here. As the supervisor, Lin Youdao used his ability 'Tongtian Lu' to design a talisman that can cure diseases and eliminate disasters. Although it cannot eliminate the mutations in the infected, it can at least keep them stable.

"By testing the monster corpses left over from this beast tide, Professor Mans discovered that these monsters are immune to the erosion of warm snow. He is currently studying whether serum made from monster blood can protect ordinary people from infection. Moreover, the scales and bones of these monsters seem to have some kind of power..."

After saying this, Professor Dumbledore took a breath, looked at Latarn and said, "There is only one small problem left, and you need to solve it yourself."

Latan immediately stood up, took off the oversized hospital gown made of magic, and said with a stern look: "Just tell me, professor. No matter how difficult the task is, I will complete it."

"There's no need to be so nervous. Uh... the problem is that the Boom Dragon that you have a good relationship with is a bit protective of its food."

Latan: “Huh?”