Chapter 126: The Underwear Monster

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Relying on his sense of touch, Allen placed his palm before his eyes, only to find he could see nothing...

He adjusted his angle to look down and discovered he could no longer see his own nose...

He quickly puckered his lips; he could feel the existence of his mouth, yet his vision could not see it...

This was a very magical sensation. Allen felt as though he had become a transparent ghost, floating in mid-air, able to perceive his own existence while remaining invisible.

He could feel the existence of every part of his body, yet his eyes could see nothing...

He slapped himself all over; he felt the sensation of being slapped in various places, heard the sound of the slaps, yet his eyes saw nothing...

This was an experience very different from being under an Invisibility Cloak. Under the cloak, one could still see the things beneath it, whereas Allen's situation today was that his entire body had turned transparent...

Allen even felt his eyelids had turned transparent. He closed his eyes, feeling them wrap around his eyeballs, yet he could still see the scenery outside...

Allen suspected his eyeballs had turned transparent, but he couldn't figure out how transparent eyeballs could receive light...

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Allen couldn't figure out his current situation. He could feel the wind brushing against his body, feel the warmth in his palm, feel his heart beating, feel hunger in his stomach, and feel his bladder swelling...

He felt everything about his body was normal; the only abnormality was that he could not see his body...

Soon, he felt something was wrong with his body. It seemed many transparent long hairs had appeared on him. The hairs were about 10 centimeters long, very smooth. Although long, they were not knotted at all, and very soft to the touch, like touching silk...

Allen quickly checked his body again and found these long hairs covered his entire body. They were longer on his torso, and shorter on his fingers, toes, eyelids, and nose.

After checking these, Allen had a sudden realization: this was what his innate transformation had produced today!

But why was it a body full of long hairs? This didn't match the rules of innate transformation he had summarized before!

Allen fell into deep thought, but by this time his bladder had already started to protest. He had to go solve his physiological needs first.

The weather in September wasn't too cold. Allen had slept wearing only a pair of underwear. He sat up, pulled back the curtains of his four-poster bed, and went to put on the slippers placed by the bed. He tried several times before finally getting them on.

Because his legs and feet were transparent, when he used his foot to put on the shoe, he was surprised to find he had no reference point. He couldn't determine where his foot had reached and could only rely on his sense of touch to put on the shoe...

This feeling was like a person looking for a light switch in a very dark room, relying only on the sensation from memory, because in this situation, the eyes could not provide too much information...

Allen didn't expect that in broad daylight he would have the feeling of being in a pitch-black room. Fortunately, he could still see changes on the ground, so he managed to put on the slippers quite smoothly...

Next, walking became very uncomfortable for him. Although his bladder kept protesting, Allen dared not walk too fast, because walking had now become a very novel experience...

Looking down, he could only see a pair of underwear, bulging and stretched, floating in mid-air, with a pair of slippers beneath it. The biggest problem was still the lack of a reference point. Although he could judge where his feet were by the position of the slippers, no one would dare walk fast with such a strange feeling.

Allen quickly arrived at the washroom. This time, he truly felt the inconvenience of having a transparent body.

He walked in front of the toilet and began to aim. Since he could see neither his hand nor his weapon, this time he could only aim by feeling...

This feeling made one feel very insecure...

Then he saw a stream of water appear out of thin air in the air, tracing a beautiful arc, and then successfully missed... missed...

Allen cursed silently in his heart, quickly made a slight adjustment, and finally hit the target.

Then Allen prepared to brush his teeth, but because his body was transparent and he had lost his reference points, he had to grope for everything every time he picked something up.

He stood in front of the washroom mirror, watching a toothbrush head appear and disappear in the mirror. This eerie scene left not a single ripple in his heart...

Amazingly, the foam produced by brushing did not stick to the corners of his mouth but disappeared inexplicably...

After brushing his teeth, he looked at the mirror, felt a movement in his heart, scooped up some water with his hand, and splashed it onto his body. The water collided with something transparent in mid-air, then flowed down very smoothly. Only the flowing trajectory proved the abnormality of this water, and then all the water droplets flowed onto the floor.

Allen touched the spot where the water had just flowed but felt no sensation of wetness...

He vaguely felt that these long hairs possessed a magical ability to repel foreign objects.

Just as Allen fell into thought, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the washroom. He was about to speak out to warn them, but it was already too late...

Ron rushed in, collided with him, and then Ron let out a scream of utter despair...

Allen was also knocked until his eyes went black. He struggled to try to get up...

By this time, Ron had reacted. He saw a pair of underwear, stretched open, floating in mid-air beside him. The front of the underwear was bulging and stretched. This pair of underwear was still moving constantly, approaching him, as if it were about to attack him again...

Ron didn't know what kind of monster he had encountered early in the morning. This eerie scene made him even more terrified. However, his first reaction was self-defense. He kicked out fiercely at that pair of underwear...

Allen also noticed Ron's movement and quickly moved backward, narrowly avoiding Ron's castration kick...

Then he shouted loudly: "Ron, don't be afraid! It's me, Allen!"

But by this time, Ron was already terrified out of his wits. He scrambled away from the washroom...

At this moment, the entire dormitory was alerted. Harry, Neville, and Thomas all drew their wands.

Ron was screaming in terror: "There's a underwear monster in the washroom! It just attacked me!"

The three of Harry immediately pointed their wands at the washroom, and then they saw a pair of underwear float out...

They immediately understood this was the "underwear monster" Ron spoke of, and decisively launched an attack.

"Petrificus Totalus!" They simultaneously cast the strongest attack spell they knew at that pair of underwear.

Allen didn't expect that just as he was about to go out to explain, he was hit by two spells...

Well, Neville failed to cast a spell because he was too nervous, but he also failed to cast spells easily when he wasn't nervous.

Allen fell down just like that...

The four people in the dormitory looked at the motionless "underwear monster" on the ground. Only then did their moods calm down a bit.

"Ron, are you okay?" Harry asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and ran out the moment the underwear monster attacked me," Ron said, still shaken.

"Why can't we see Allen?" Thomas noticed someone was missing at this moment.

Neville pointed at the "underwear monster" on the ground and said: "That pair of underwear seems to be Allen's..."

The four looked at each other, as if they had thought of something...