Hogwarts’s Affectionate and Righteous Slytherin

In fact, she thought he was funny, even though it was the first time the couple met.

"Got it! Remember me, my name is Haley Hyland, fourth grade Hufflepuff." Haley said quickly, and ran away with Emmeline, so fast that several Gryffindors were overwhelmed. No response.

The three fell silent for a rare moment, until Marlene silently extended her hand to Sirius.

"I don't have any money on me, I'll give it to you when I get back to the dormitory!" Sirius rarely showed an angry expression. He has always been the focus of the crowd, but this time he was actually stole the limelight by the fork!

"Forget it," Marlene clapped her hands, picked up the broom on the ground and said casually, "Just kidding, I don't care about your Jin Galleon."

Instead, her attitude aroused the anger of Sirius, and he said coldly: "I will definitely give it to you."

Marlene rolled her eyes: "Okay, don't give up!" She turned her head and smiled secretly.

"We should clean up, Merlin's smelly socks, I hope this is the last corridor." James complained loudly, seeing why there are so many corridors in Hogwarts with Dementors.

It's just that he complained a little louder, which made Filch roar again.

After they didn't know how many corridors they had cleaned, the three wizards were finally freed.

Marlene rejected James's proposal for a night tour. Sirius originally put on a sullen face and gave her an admiring look of "you know your physique".

After being separated from the two, Marlene returned to the dormitory alone and tremblingly. Amelia must have known about the huge reduction in the college points, and she had already anticipated her fate after returning to the dormitory.

Amelia is very gentle and kind most of the time. Only when it comes to the deduction of points from the academy, she shows an attitude of hatred and hatred with Lily towards the marauders.

"Marlene!" She walked into the bedroom, and Lily and Mary rushed to hug her, with another roommate smiling beside her.

"You three are so bold! How dare you lie in front of Filch."

"Thanks to Lily's proof." Marlene hugged back fiercely and said with a smile.

She glanced at Amelia's bed, where she was reading.

"To be honest, I was also very afraid that he would find out at that time, but it seems that those Slytherins didn't make a good impression on him." Speaking of Slytherin, Lily even showed a rare expression of disgust - more than her Seeing James is even more serious.

This semester, the previous generation of Slytherins graduated from the seventh grade, and along with Murseber began to take over the voice of Slytherin, now their behavior style is more and more radical, and the word "mudblood" can be heard everywhere.

Even Lily, who is both excellent in character and study and has always been favored by the professors, began to suffer frequent insults.

"At least Avery and Flint were taught a hard lesson by us." Thinking of this, Marlene felt that the fatigue of the confinement disappeared, and her whole body relaxed a lot in an instant.

"I won't let them go," Lily shivered, "they will regret it."

"That's right!" Mary agreed, her eyes full of anger.

"By the way," Lily's expression became a little strange, "how is Potter? Oh, and Black."

"Jaime? He couldn't have been better, and the girl—" Marianne suddenly realized she shouldn't have said something.

Lily nodded with a snort, and didn't ask about James again.

"Amelia?" Marianna looked over cautiously and saw the golden red curtain that was still motionless, she decided to take the initiative to meet death.

"I've explained the situation to Amelia," Lily said, then fell back on the bed and squinted comfortably.

"I know what words shouldn't be said," said Amelia flatly. "Marlene, even though you've cost us college points, you've done the right thing. If I was there, I think I won't stop you."

Marlene McKinnon breathed a sigh of relief and showed a silly smile at the same time, "Merlin, she actually won the approval of the strictest Amelia, isn't she dreaming?"

but.

Why did Lily take the initiative to ask about Potter and Black?

Before falling asleep, she flashed this thought in a daze.

But soon, it sank into a soft dreamland.

******

basement.

D.A.M club meeting.

Everyone was chattering and talking with surprised expressions, when an untimely voice sounded outside the basement classroom.

"What kind of research club, why do you use anti-disturbance spells to cover up? I want to see how amazing you are, and you have to pass an assessment before you can enter!"

"It's that Hamilton!" Anthony frowned.

"He looks down on Hogwarts every day, we have to teach him a lesson!" Guna, also a transfer student, especially resented this boy.

Maybe it's because everyone thinks that everyone is "the same kind". In short, there were occasional small gatherings between the original transfer students. In private, that guy said a lot of bad things about Hogwarts.

Guna was very disgusted with his behavior.

"I'm the prefect, I'll let him go." Gibbs stood up and asked Reggie for instructions.

"No." Ridge raised an eyebrow, motioning Gibbs to sit down, "don't pay attention to him, come on, let's continue, we just discussed—"

"Bang!" was the sound of the spell hitting Reggie's Anti-Disturbance Charm, but the Anti-Disturbance Charm was still in effect.

Reggie waved his wand at the door behind him without turning his head, and the Anti-Disturbance Charm was reinforced again, causing everyone present to look at him with admiration.

The membership of the D.A.M club has more than doubled this school year, with the oldest being a sixth-grader from Hufflepuff.

"Cough." A warning sound came from the host to clear his throat. Reggie signaled everyone to focus, and everyone came back to their senses immediately. Only James still looked a little dissatisfied.

Even if Regis was regarded as a good buddy, when Lily also cast an admiring look, James secretly vowed to use the big feet to train the silent spell when he returned this time.

Yet Hamilton didn't seem to give up, and he was still trying to break through Reggie's spell.

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

After the banging of a spell, the unbearable Reggie finally chose to do what he wanted.

He waved his wand again, and Hamilton entered the basement - suspended in mid-air.

His mouth was slightly open, his eyes were blank, his body could not move, but one leg was twisted weirdly. Hamilton, like a puppet, was frozen above the conference table, with an invisible shocking force.

"Just now we discussed the current demand for ancient runes and the best way to consume magic power." Regis continued with the previous argument, everyone put their focus back on the discussion table, and the auditors also took notes. Take notes.

By the end of the meeting, a few spells flashed from Reggie's wand, and Hamilton was put in the hallway, but the memory was erased.

Everyone tacitly kept silent about this matter, only Hamilton woke up half an hour later sneezing, completely unaware of what happened.

The next day, Hamilton limped in the auditorium with steam in his ears—drinking cold medicine, and was laughed at by sixth-grade students.

This year's winter has been extraordinarily long.

When the snow starts to melt, Halloween is finally here.

Maybe it's because of the senior year, maybe it's the residual warmth after Valentine's Day, in short, Reggie can clearly feel the sour smell of love in this year's Hogwarts or around him.

And men and women emitting hormones looking for a target.

I don't know why, Regis seems to be regarded as a boy who is very good at understanding girls' minds, so he was stopped by many boys to answer "emotional questions", and only later learned that it was James's credit and Sirius.

Vivian dined absentmindedly.

******

When Snape sensed someone coming in in the Room of Requirement, he saw Reggie walking over with a smile.

Snape then saw that he had a broom in his hand.

"You finally decided to start practicing Quidditch in order to make more girls fascinated by you?" Snape twitched the corner of his mouth and teased.

"Do you believe me when I said it was for the boys? Regulus lost the game last time, and I'm going to study it again. Although it's too late to make another Firebolt, I'll borrow his broom to see what else can be improved. A runic combination of performance," said Regis.

"But didn't you leave the topic of flying for later, maybe you can try to get him to fly straight away from the broom."

The topic left by D.A.M last time was how to create a flying spell.

Reggie shrugged and ignored his teasing. After all, the next Quidditch match was not far away, so he didn't have much time left.

......

Hamilton and several seventh-year Slytherins were arguing in the Great Hall.

In fact, Hamilton was picking on his faults not long after he set foot at Hogwarts, from the "rusty school robe" to the "outdated teaching content", everything from the "outdated school content" to the Norwegian school.

"Then go back to your Norway!" A student who was preparing for O.W.Ls was mocked by Hamilton the other day.

He's just a half-blood, and Hamilton's cleverness is that he would never say those words in front of those pure bloods.

"I wouldn't have transferred if it wasn't for Grindelwald."

"Haven't you reached the level of N.EW.Ts in magic? Go and beat Grindelwald, or let your great headmaster go, don't run over all day begging Professor Dumbledore to hunt him down." A seventh-grade girl said.

She comes from a small pure-blood family and maintains a neutral position, so the situation is very embarrassing even for Slytherin.

"Hmph, he's just been hiding in the school. If he really fights with Grindelwald, he might lose in three rounds! What else do you have besides Dumbledore?" Hamilton stroked his short hair proudly. " In Norway, we have a duel course, unlike you, who are locked in a safe classroom and practice the water like a spring mantra every day."

"We also have a dueling club. Dueling is an interest derived from magical education, not a great class." A sixth-grade Ravenclaw girl walked over and said.

She has long brown hair and is very sassy. Her name was Offa, and she was the head of the dueling club.

"Hey, you people in Slytherin, you won't let this Norwegian lunatic belittle Hogwarts just because he belongs to your own academy." Someone on the Gryffindor table shouted, "If you don't want to do it , then don't worry about us teaching him!"

Nott turned his face slightly and responded contemptuously: "We just don't like wasting time, if you want, please do it."

"Tomorrow at nine o'clock, the dueling club is open to everyone, and we are very happy that Mr. Hamilton will come to give advice." Minister Hein said loudly as he walked back to the long table in Ravenclaw.

At the same time, he also said to everyone on the Slytherin long table, "You are also welcome."

The reply on the Gryffindor table was louder than Ravenclaw shouted, and Hufflepuff applauded.

Milton watched the Ravenclaw men defiantly as he returned to the long table to cut his steak with style.

A showdown is about to break out tomorrow, and the atmosphere in the auditorium is unprecedentedly lively.

Gibbs said that when he was in first year, he saw Slytherin and Gryffindor students go to war for two weeks because of Quidditch and the House Cup, and the atmosphere was not as enthusiastic as it is today.

After dinner, Hein gathered the members of the club, and some outstanding non-members, to conduct intensive pre-combat training.

Of course, these people excluded all Slytherins, and in this extraordinary period, including Slytherins who are very unlike Slytherins - Regis.

Hein's blood is boiling, you must know that this kind of pre-war general mobilization can only be experienced by the captain of Quidditch. I did not expect that one day, the dueling club will also face similar challenges.

"Remember, this is a fight for Hogwarts, and our dueling club can't lose the honor of Hogwarts!" Hein's voice echoed in the classroom, and she felt like a Slytherin for a moment. The college's mouth is full of honor.

Although the temperature at night is very low, the blood in the castle is even more boiling, and almost the entire school has accepted the challenge of tomorrow.

Reggie and Snape were still working on the runic circuit of the broomstick in the Room of Requirement.

"The principle of the broom is that every part is enchanted with flying," Snape said, having tested a quarter of the parts~www.readwn.com~ but we can't apply flying enchantment to our bodies. "

With Reggie's help and his own great talent, Snape's growth rate in Re-Alchemy was astonishing.

"It makes sense, we should change our research direction." Regis rubbed his temples and put down the wooden block in his hand.

"Have you considered controlling air or airflow?" Snape asked with a frown. "If we use air to achieve the effect of flying, maybe it can be extended to manipulating airflow, which would be another magical element besides water or fire."

Reggie's eyes suddenly lit up, he and Snape discussed the materials and reference books that might be needed, and then ran to the library.

There are very few people in the library. Most of the students in the lower grades are doing their homework, and the students in the upper grades are going to practice magic spells.

Mrs. Pings, the librarian, was very polite when she saw the two of them. Except for the occasional "abnormal", most of the time, the two of them were good children who love to learn and helped them find the books on the list very enthusiastically.

After the two thanked them, they couldn't wait to read it, and until the library closed, they still ensured that a pile of books was ready to go back to the lounge for study.