Orochimaru travels to Hogwarts

Chapter 1 Orochimaru: Which of the Five Great Nations does the Privet Road belong to?

"This new body is far inferior to Sasuke-kun."

A pair of snake-like vertical pupils suddenly appeared in the moonlight, calmly observing.

The faucet wasn't turned off properly, and water dripped one drop after another into the sink full of plates.

The stove surface wasn't wiped after cooking, and now it's covered in grease, which, together with the smoke-blackened walls, makes it look even greasier and dirtier.

and so……

Is the place I'm in right now a kitchen?

Orochimaru twisted his neck and stuck out his tongue as usual.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his mouth.

The scab that had just formed on the corner of his mouth tore open, and blood immediately began to flow out.

Orochimaru curled his tongue and tasted it.

The smell of blood...

Very fresh.

The temperature wasn't bad either; it was 36.3 degrees Celsius, which is normal for someone who isn't sick.

"At least the new body is in good health."

Orochimaru assessed the condition of his new body while looking around the small kitchen.

There were no signs of traps or ninjutsu; it looked like an ordinary family home.

Orochimaru pondered for a moment, then casually picked up the chef's knife from the stove and twirled it lightly between his fingers.

"It's not as flexible as a kunai, but it's still usable."

Orochimaru tucked his sword behind his waist and habitually shrank into a corner, like a snake preparing to hunt.

He was being so cautious because his resurrection technique had gone wrong.

Orochimaru hasn't found the exact reason yet, but he can only speculate that it was caused by the Third Hokage's Reaper Death Seal.

Orochimaru narrowed his snake-like eyes, instantly focusing his attention.

This is an instinct possessed only by ninjas who have fought countless battles, helping him to calmly analyze the current situation.

First of all, I was not under an illusion. The sharp pain in my mouth just now should have been dispelled by a normal illusion.

Secondly, this body is definitely not Genyoumaru's body. The new body contains foreign energy, which may be some kind of unknown bloodline limit.

Finally, the new body's overall quality was extremely poor!

He had never refined his chakra, and his physical strength was inferior even to that of a freshman at the Ninja Academy.

The situation is critical, and we must not be careless.

While keeping an eye on the surroundings, Orochimaru was also making the most of every second to refine his chakra within his body.

Not many, just enough for the number of new ninja academy students, would be enough for me to use the Snake Substitution Technique and gain temporary self-defense capabilities.

Just as Orochimaru was calculating the amount of chakra he had extracted, a sudden sound came from afar...

The sound of hiccups.

A series of burps, and an overwhelming smell of alcohol.

Is this a trap specifically designed to lull me into a false sense of security? Orochimaru narrowed his snake-like eyes and chuckled sinisterly.

He liked this kind of self-righteous enemy.

Orochimaru's figure shrank even smaller, as if he had completely disappeared into the shadows.

At that moment, the sound of footsteps approached from afar.

"Slack! Your mother's a monster, and you're a little monster too!" The man kicked open the kitchen door and yelled into the kitchen, "I'm going to beat you to death, beat all those weird abilities out of you!"

Orochimaru listened calmly, his expression leisurely as if he were watching a windmill being blown by the wind.

He already had a fairly accurate guess about the area he was in—

Land of Water!

Only a foolish Hidden Mist Village would harbor such hatred for bloodline limits.

Therefore, his new body should belong to the son of a female ninja with a bloodline limit who is hiding her identity and going into hiding.

Her husband discovered the secret of her bloodline limit, so she fled, leaving behind her child who had not received ninja training and had not even awakened his bloodline limit.

Orochimaru felt he had deduced the truth.

But that wasn't enough; he needed to double-check.

He narrowed his snake-like eyes, sensing the amount of chakra extracted from his body.

It's still not much, seemingly because the unknown bloodline limit is hindering the refinement of chakra. However, the amount refined now is enough for him to cast a ninjutsu.

Thinking of this, Orochimaru smiled sinisterly, a hint of anticipation appearing in his vertical snake eyes.

All I heard was his tense scream:

"Dad, please don't betray me, I beg you!"

"You little monster! Who gave you permission to call me dad!" the man outside the kitchen roared and burst in.

Orochimaru habitually glanced at his enemy.

It was very large, like a member of the Akimichi family. However, its hair color was strange; it was actually blonde, and it had a large bald patch.

However, judging from the footsteps and breathing...

He was an ordinary citizen.

Orochimaru disliked ordinary people because they lacked research value.

However, this doesn't apply to the battlefield, because killing there is much faster.

The assessment is that it poses no threat.

Do it!

Zi-you-shen-wei-si-hai-chen-wei!

Orochimaru completed the eight hand seals in an instant, and to ensure the power of the ninjutsu, he even whispered the name of the ninjutsu.

"Illusion Technique: The Serpent's Abyss!"

The Demon Snake Naraku Technique is a newly developed ninjutsu by Orochimaru, which draws inspiration from the Genjutsu Mind Decapitation Technique and the Naraku Sight Technique, while also incorporating some of his Snake Illusion Technique.

Once you've won, you'll find out...

"Snake! A snake is biting me! You bastard, what did you do to me?!"

The man who rushed into the kitchen immediately screamed in pain.

Even though there was only trash scattered on the ground around him, blood was still seeping from his face in a strange way, as if he had really been bitten by a snake.

By the way...

He is now completely embedded in the kitchen floor tiles, with only his head sticking out.

Orochimaru, however, did not appear.

He first huddled in the shadows of a corner and observed for a while before shaking his head regretfully.

I did not sense any chakra from the Hidden Mist Ninjas around me.

in other words……

The trap he set on a whim failed to catch any prey.

Orochimaru thought regretfully as his figure slowly emerged from the shadows, slithering to the man's side like a snake.

The next moment, Orochimaru pointed the cold tip of his blade at the man's face.

"I'm not a patient ninja, so I hope you can answer my questions honestly and not make things difficult for me."

Before the man could answer, Orochimaru had already finished speaking and slashed his face.

The wound wasn't big, but it was very deep.

Fresh blood immediately oozed from the wound, like a small spring.

Orochimaru smiled sinisterly and decided to increase the intensity of his attack.

He licked the blood.

As Orochimaru had predicted, the man trembled with fear.

"I almost forgot to mention, I don't like the blood of drunk people. Next time, please don't drink too much, okay?"

"What ninja!" the man cried out in anguish. "You and your mother are both insane, both completely insane!"

It seems this place is very remote; no one has even heard of ninjas.

This is a good thing. I can hide here for the time being and take the opportunity to study the bloodline limit of my new body.

I've never seen this kind of bloodline limit before.

Orochimaru thought to himself, and gently scraped the man's face with the kitchen knife in his hand, shaving off all of his beard.

In this way, the man's chin became as smooth as an egg, as if it would make it easier for Orochimaru to strike.

At least that's what men think, which made him afraid to even tremble.

"My dear father, can you tell me where I am?"

"You're a madman! You little monster..."

"Dad, say something useful, I don't have much patience."

"Privet Road! This is your home!"

It's a place name I've never heard of before.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Orochimaru decided to ask more specific questions.

"Which of the Five Great Nations does the Privet Road belong to? Which village does it belong to, and how far is it from the Five Great Ninja Villages?"

"Also, dear father, I still believe that there is no one in this world who hasn't heard of ninjas."

"So please think carefully about the answer, and tell me when you've made up your mind."

Orochimaru's snake-like eyes flashed eerily as he spoke politely.