chsdbacks Chapter 79 Orochimaru: Eight Gates Released!
Chapter 79 Orochimaru: Eight Gates Released!
Chapter 79 Orochimaru: Eight Gates, open!
Malfoy was taken aback by these words, and his gaze became intense.
Stealing Neville Longbottom's Memory Orb would inevitably provoke hostility from the Gryffindors, especially given Neville's rising status within the group.
Harry might also disregard his friendship with Lord Orochimaru and retaliate directly!
Ever since Harry Potter uttered those rude words to Lord Orochimaru that day, he had suspected one thing—
The friendship between these two is gone forever!
"Slack, if a conflict arises with Harry—" Malfoy glanced at Harry as he took the Remembrance Orb from Neville, and asked casually, "Would you stop me?"
Orochimaru was taken aback and gave Draco Malfoy a strange look.
He was somewhat confused as to whether Kimimaro had guessed his plan or whether Kimimaro's hostility towards Harry had become too obvious to conceal.
So he came up with a way to help himself better.
"I just want you to attract as much attention as possible."
To attract attention?
Draco Malfoy was momentarily stunned, his face filled with astonishment. He had no idea what Lord Orochimaru was planning to do.
But he knew this was his first mission, and he absolutely could not fail!
"Leave it to me!"
Malfoy said it with absolute certainty.
Orochimaru nodded slowly and leisurely left the dining hall.
The subsequent Transfiguration class was unremarkable. Orochimaru still couldn't understand why a button could be turned into a pebble simply by waving a magic wand.
After the afternoon herbalism class, Orochimaru did not return to his dormitory to rest as usual with Malfoy and his group.
He had something special to do before his flight lessons began.
He first strolled leisurely out of the castle.
Well known.
A ninja's chakra is a mixture of physical and mental energy, so although daily training is slow, there are still gains.
Orochimaru's toes lightly touched the ground, and he almost became a blur.
When he had almost run to the edge of the forbidden forest and was all alone, he lifted his foot and kicked the tree hard.
Bang!
The tree suddenly fell backward, reflecting the strength of Orochimaru's body, which had been honed over two months.
Even a genin skilled in taijutsu wouldn't have the physical strength Orochimaru possesses.
"I can barely use some forbidden techniques now."
Orochimaru calmed his breathing, sat on the fallen tree trunk, and leisurely looked at Hogwarts in the distance.
Each of the three ninjas possesses a secret, top-secret technique.
Jiraiya was adept at combining ninjutsu and sage techniques, creating ingenious variations that were almost beyond human imagination.
Tsunade inherited the bloodline of the First Hokage, which allowed her to dominate the ninja world with the Hundred Healings Technique and taijutsu.
And myself—
That is a forbidden technique.
Orochimaru always felt genuinely happy whenever he thought about the forbidden techniques he learned from the scrolls left behind by the Second Hokage, Tobirama.
He even developed many new forbidden techniques based on this.
Besides forbidden techniques like the Impure World Reincarnation, which are too difficult to execute, Tobirama-sama actually collected many other forbidden techniques specifically designed to target the Uchiha clan.
For example—
In Tobirama's vision, he would open all eight gates at once, sacrificing his life to evade the Uchiha's Mangekyou Sharingan genjutsu with incredible speed, and then kill the enemy purely with taijutsu.
The Eight Gates Formation.
"Open the door! Open!"
Orochimaru formed hand seals, and in an instant, he felt a massive surge of chakra erupt from his body.
The new body can handle it.
One more.
"Open the Gate of Rest!"
The muscle fatigue caused by opening the Eight Gates vanished instantly, and Orochimaru felt completely relaxed.
His chakra level was barely at the level of an excellent Chunin.
And that's exactly what Orochimaru needs most.
Since his physical and mental limitations restrict his chakra reserves, preventing him from breaking through the Chunin barrier, why not find another way?
The human body will eventually die, but haven't I also found another way to achieve immortality?
Although that method is not perfect and has too many flaws.
Orochimaru, reflecting on the past, used his final forbidden technique, which was also created by Tobirama to target the Uchiha clan.
It's called—Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!
Wei-Si-Yin!
Bang!
As the smoke cleared, two identical Orochimarus appeared at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
They looked at each other, and then slowly began to speak.
"You'll attend my flight lesson this afternoon. During the lesson, don't do anything too outrageous and avoid wasting chakra on fighting."
"Our chakra is only enough for two hours, so we must be mindful of the time limit."
Orochimaru gave the order to his shadow clone.
His shadow clone, unusually, revealed a sinister smile, looking at his true self with curiosity and asking, "Since I'm going to class, where are you going?"
Orochimaru pulled out the water bottle containing the compound herbal decoction that he had taken from the podium during that falling out, and a playful expression appeared on his face.
"I'm going to Quirrell's house to see if he left any clues. And while I'm at it, I'll also take a look—"
Orochimaru squinted, sizing up Hogwarts in the distance.
There was a peaceful atmosphere there, as if it were forever at peace.
"Who exactly are Professor Quirrell's friends at school, and who is helping him?"
After saying that, Orochimaru waited a while longer until he was sure that his shadow clone had gone far away before he opened the kettle containing the compound soup.
He first leaned closer, fanned the air with his hand, and confirmed the taste of the compound decoction.
It smelled even worse than ordinary poison, with a greasy odor like someone who hadn't bathed for days.
Orochimaru frowned slightly and shook his head.
Finally, he simply closed his eyes and took a big gulp.
The taste was even more disgusting than he had imagined; Orochimaru didn't even want to describe it in words.
After drinking the potion, Orochimaru couldn't help but feel the changes in his body.
Strangely enough, he even felt that every cell in his body was wriggling and moving in a predetermined direction.
First, the bones grow, then the skin begins to stretch, and finally even the facial features are distorted into new positions.
After all these changes were over, Orochimaru looked down at his reflection in the water.
Professor Quirrell's face has already appeared in it.
"Magic, what a strange thing."
Professor Quirrell spoke leisurely to his reflection in the water, hands in his pockets, as he slowly walked toward Hogwarts.
In fact, Orochimaru's transformations using Shadow Clone Technique and Compound Herbal Elixir had flaws.
Because he only has one magic wand.
In the wizarding world, especially at Hogwarts, there would never be a wizard without a wand, would there?
"If only my Transfiguration were better, then there wouldn't be any flaws."
Orochimaru thought regretfully.
To be honest, he really couldn't understand why, with his abilities, there was a subject that left him helpless.
He was so helpless it was almost like—
Jiraiya, who has just learned the Shadow Clone Technique with his shuriken.
With a hint of self-deprecation on his face, Orochimaru strolled leisurely toward Hogwarts Castle.
The students who encountered Professor Quirrell along the way stopped in surprise. Some even boldly approached him and asked, "Professor, what are you doing out of the Forbidden Forest?"
"Shh, this is a secret mission given to me by the headmaster," Professor Quirrell said calmly, his demeanor composed and exuding an undeniable air of authority.
Orochimaru casually dealt with the students who came to inquire, and even Filch, the Hogwarts warden, came up to him to complain.
"Professor, things went terribly wrong while you were away," Filch said excitedly. "A little rascal named Slack spread a lot of bad things about you."
"Oh?"
Orochimaru paused, his curiosity piqued.
"So what do you want to do?"
"I can hang him upside down and give him a good beating so he'll realize his mistake," Filch said obsequiously. "I guarantee he'll never forget it."
"fine."
Orochimaru casually replied, looking at the flying brooms slowly rising in the distance, and the first-year students sitting on them, before revealing his destination.
"Could you come with me to my office? I need to move some things, and I might not be able to manage by myself."
"You mean, you need my help?" Filch's old face immediately showed an expression of flattery. "No problem, I can help you."
After Filch finished speaking, he didn't notice that Orochimaru had slowed down.
Then, a strange scene unfolded.
Filch, whom everyone despises, led the way, taking Orochimaru straight to Professor Quirrell's office.
Along the way, no ignorant students greeted them, or even wanted to look at them.
Because it was just announced that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class would be temporarily taught by the heads of the various houses, the classroom for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was changed.
After Orochimaru entered the empty former Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, he sighed softly and walked to Filch's side.
"Professor, why are you laughing?"
Filch asked curiously.
Orochimaru didn't answer, but instead deftly shifted his body and moved behind Filch, accurately striking the administrator on the back of the neck.
Filch passed out before he could even let out a scream.
Doesn't the magical world have any good ways to hide corpses?
Orochimaru thought regretfully, dragging Filch's right leg, and pushed open the shack filled with clutter.
He flicked his right hand.
Filch shot out like a cannonball and crashed into the pile of debris.
"Alright, now it's time to open the presents."
Orochimaru clapped his hands, turned around, and walked towards the small room attached to the Defense Against the Dark Arts Department.
That was where Professor Quirrell lived.
There must be many of Professor Quirrell's secrets hidden there.
There, you're at least closer to the mysteries of the magical world than in the classroom.
Orochimaru thought to himself with amusement as he slowly pushed open the door to the small room.
"Quirk? You're back?!"
Snape turned his head sharply and looked at Orochimaru in shock.