Hogwarts’s Affectionate and Righteous Slytherin

Regis took the note given by Professor Fernando to the forbidden book area, so it seemed that Professor Slughorn would have less weight in his heart in the future.

It's not a common thing to be able to get the professor's forbidden book area approval note on the first day of school, so even if Regis is a frequent visitor to the library, Mrs. Pince's eyes are still scrutinized.

After receiving the approval note, Mrs. Pins at the entrance of the bookshelf carefully and repeatedly confirmed the authenticity of the approval note.

So it's really inconvenient to have no mobile phone! Can't you call to confirm? Or just brush your face...

The bookshelves in the alchemy area were covered with a thick layer of ash. It could be seen that the alchemy profession was indeed very unpopular at Hogwarts.

Regis chose a copy of "Me Who Can Alchemy", and from the beginning he was careless and slowly devoted himself to it.

Finally came to the conclusion: this is a good book ruined by the title.

Different alchemy items represent different magic pattern combinations. Slytherin's own magic pattern combination is too old. Today, Professor Fernando's words inspired him, and knowledge is developed.

And this "Me Who Knows Alchemy" contains what Regis wants to know!

Until she was kicked out of the library by Mrs. Pince, Reggie still felt unfulfilled.

Tonight, he hadn't eaten yet. He went back to the basement and shook his neck stiffly.

But his eyes inadvertently glanced in the direction of the Hufflepuff lounge.

Don't get me wrong, Regis didn't want to break in, he was looking at the portrait at the door.

Looking left and right, there was no one around.

Ridge struttingly scratched the pear on the portrait, and pear twisted with a smile, revealing the door behind him.

After entering the door, there are hundreds of pairs of bright light bulb-sized eyes.

"Uh, please give me some roast chicken, sausage and apple pie, and by the way, and a glass of pumpkin juice, thank you."

With the words spit out from Reggie's mouth, there was an exclamation from the house-elves.

The two house-elves who ran over could almost be called tearful and invited Regis to the table next to him to sit down.

After Regis finished thanking him, he left in a hurry.

After all, being stared at by hundreds of pairs of enthusiastic eyes, even though he was enjoying the delicious food in front of him, Regis looked a little hard to swallow.

At night, he dreamed that he had entered the magic weave labyrinth and walked for so long.

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"Bah, I only eat high-grade wet food." After Bibi Dong delivered today's newspaper to Rui Ji, Vivian next to him handed him a piece of toast.

On the second day of school, Vivienne Shafiq, who had a brief encounter on the train, took the initiative to find Reggie and indicated that she wanted to join his club.

Vivian undid her braids, and her slightly curly blonde hair exuded a faint glow, making her look like a wild and lovable Persian cat.

Beauty medicine, rich.

Vivian, who ate a deflated face in front of Bibi Dong, was a little embarrassed.

You were not like this before.

Reggie threw a piece of sausage at it.

Bibi Dong swallowed it whole as if she had never eaten meat in her life. After eating it, she praised her master in a dog-legged manner, and then fluttered her wings lazily and flew away.

All of Regis's attention was caught on the front page of today's Daily Prophet.

"The Squib demonstration, originally scheduled for October, has been brought forward, with leaders claiming it will be the largest ever."

Look at the day when the demonstrations are held is today!

Reggie's heart moved.

He hurriedly threw down the breakfast and left, leaving behind three people with puzzled faces.

"Separate left and right."

Reggie bolted into the passage behind the one-eyed witch.

Just in case, he still summoned Nubis and ordered him to apparate himself to Diagon Alley.

Nimbus grocery store.

Regis cautiously looked outside and ordered Nubis to close the shop and mix into the crowd.

The mighty group of demonstrators occupied the entire block of Diagon Alley, not only Squibs but also many wizards who were watching the fun or having ulterior motives.

The latter, like Reggie, chose to wander around the edge of the block, wearing a hood on his head to hide his true identity.

Like St. Regis, most stores chose to close temporarily.

Most of the Squibs in these demonstrations don't have magic, they use the Muggle way - holding up placards.

Look at the words written on the sign.

The Ministry of Magic won't do anything to you.

But the Death Eaters would.

There were also some pro-Muggle wizards in solidarity, and for a while, the momentum was extremely large.

This is not a good idea.

Except for Voldemort himself, those radical purebloods would not tolerate a swarm of filthy Squibs provoking them.

Regis was secretly vigilant.

Now that he has taken the age-enhancing agent, no one will know that there is an underage wizard under the hood.

It was when the parade crowd became more and more excited.

A cloud of black smoke descended on Diagon Alley.

After the black smoke faded, a wizard wearing a silver mask and a black hood was revealed - the Death Eater.

The goals are clear and needless to say.

A green light flashed.

The crowd couldn't tell who made a shrill scream, and the whole Diagon Alley was in chaos.

There are spells flying everywhere.

Reggie waved her wand, blocking a blue light.

He stared coldly at the commotion in front of him, and began to move his footsteps to the passage between Knockturn Alley and Diagon Alley.

Inadvertently glimpsed a figure at the entrance of Gringotts.

The large black robe blocked her figure, and the silver mask covered her beautiful face.

Whether it was a wizard or a squib who escaped everywhere, they would subconsciously avoid her surroundings.

She was pointing the slightly downwardly inclined wand at the person on the ground.

The woman on the ground was in so much pain that she could no longer make any sound.

Familiar taste.

Pleasant torture.

Bellatrix!

A blue light flashed, and when it was about to hit Bellatrix, it seemed to hit an invisible shield, bounced to the side, and smashed the glass of the coffee shop opposite.

Bellatrix's reaction was not unpleasant. Regis had absolute confidence in the speed of his spell casting, but Bellatrix still blocked his sneak attack very quickly in this situation.

It seems that with Voldemort's personal training, Bellatrix's strength is also growing rapidly.

The woman on the ground was able to breathe a sigh of relief, and then a figure appeared in the air and quickly rescued her.

It all happened almost simultaneously.

Seeing the prey flying away, Bellatrix narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"Very well, it seems that a little mouse wants to play with me."

The tip of her wand spewed out a tongue of flame, and all the windows of the merchants on the street exploded in an instant.

The shards of glass scratched some passersby, and their screams pleased Bellatrix.

Rays of light emanated from the wand in her hand, and she burst out laughing wildly.

There were also magic spells from different directions that attacked her, and they were quickly blocked by her.

As Bellatrix fired a large number of wands, some figures with ulterior motives began to approach her position tacitly.

Such a high-intensity spell means that her magic power is also being rapidly consumed.

Bellatrix had a sense of taste.

Reggie waited until a few people on the side of the road launched an attack, and also mixed in, the tip of his wand emitted an orange light.

Bellatrix suddenly looked straight in his direction.

"Caught you." Bellatrix said silently.

A small inconspicuous bottle suddenly appeared in her hand, and she drank the liquid in the bottle while blocking the spell.

When Reggie saw the bottle, her eyes narrowed.

Isn't this a talent potion?

In a trance, I remembered what I said...

"What did I say? Five seconds..."

At the moment, he no longer hesitated, and neatly got into Knockturn Alley.

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The blood-stained Diagon Alley, when everyone arrived, only had a green skull hanging in the air, making everyone shudder.

The next day St. Regis read a report on Diagon Alley from the Daily Prophet at breakfast.

The newspapers only reported the news that several shops in Diagon Alley had been smashed, as well as the news that a bounty was offered for the theft of the Borkin Burke shop.

Unsurprisingly, there was no mention of the Death Eaters this time.

Ridge glanced lightly at the break in the middle of the newspaper, ironically, there was a black mark on the top of the damaged shop.

Everyone knows that where the Dark Mark lights up, it means death.

He cut a small piece of apple pie, and his mind quickly flew to the afternoon duel competition~www.novelmt.com~Last night the notice board in the college lounge announced the information about the selection of the intercollegiate wizard duel competition, Hogwarts Ci will also select seven dueling teams to compete.

The junior group will select five teams and the senior group two.

The competition will be held in one week, and an empty classroom on the fourth floor will be used for this selection.

Although it is not clear that different students cannot form teams, it is clear that Slytherin will only focus on the academy.

Regis has decided to form a team with Anthony, and Snape is no longer participating. They have decided to start the research and development of wolf poison this semester.

At night, the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle.

A sneaky figure appeared at the door of the Room of Requirement.

The pile of debris piled up, and Regis carefully untied a bronze-colored box.

Inside is a Ravenclaw crown.

He didn't reach for it, but took out the bottle of basilisk venom. Reggie felt a little nervous.

As if feeling some kind of threat, the crown that had been lying quietly began to tremble slightly.

Regis, who knew that the night was full of dreams, frantically ran Occlumency in his mind.

Then he lifted the cap of the bottle in a rush and poured the emerald green liquid down.

"boom"

Reggie flew upside down, crashed into a pile of debris, and spat out a mouthful of blood. Reggie felt that he had broken a few ribs.

A large amount of black smoke came out of the crown and quickly enveloped the whole room.

Regis endured the giant on his body and quickly turned around according to his own ribs and left the Room of Requirement.

The moment the door was closed, a roar seemed to be heard.

Reggie showed a sad smile and coughed up another mouthful of blood.