Quick Time Travel: Black Lotus Face Slapping Guide

Chapter 630 Magic Professor Lin Daiyu 27
"..." Xi Jing was stunned for a moment, and had to say that this little villain is really bad, knowing his own advantages, he actually used beauty tricks!
Wow, it's really exciting!

I want to push him to the ground and chew him up! !What kind of future Dark Lord, he didn't even beat a school until he died, and was finally wiped out by a group of teenagers. Let this villain teach you how to be a qualified devil king! !
Suppressing the severe ooc in her heart, Xi Jing could only pretend to be shy and raised her hands to half-cover her face with her sleeves, stood up and kept some distance from him, and said, "I believe you are, you go back."

"Okay, good night, Professor Lin."

He bowed as a gentleman, and when he left, he closed the door and returned to the lounge with a calm and indifferent expression.

"Hey Tom, where have you been? We are worried that Dumbledore will make things difficult for you." The blond-haired Abraxas Malfoy walked slowly, and other Slytherin students also gathered together.

Most of the students in Slytherin are descendants of pure-blood wizards, a few are half-blood wizards, but there are no mudblood wizards.

The so-called mudblood wizards mean that their parents are ordinary people, and there are no wizard ancestors in the family.

Therefore, the students of Slytherin all maintain the theory of bloodlines. They think that Tom Marvolo Riddle, the best in the academy, must be a pure-blood wizard. Even if he is not pure-blood, he definitely has a prominent ancestor.

Tom is the only one who can speak Parseltongue, and the students of Slytherin House believe that Tom's ancestry must be traced back to Salazar Slytherin.

This time there was an accident in the school, the student was killed, and it was a half-blood wizard who died.

The Slytherin students were not afraid of this, but rather disappointed. Why wasn't the mudblood wizard killed?
"No one makes things difficult for me." Tom looked at Abraxas with a half-smile
Lesotho added, "Maybe it was Myrtle, the Mudblood, who should have been damned."

The atmosphere suddenly became much colder, and Lesotho realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Slytherin House needn't be less hostile to Mudbloods, and if it was Myrtle who died, no one would tell the killer.And if Tom did it, no one would report even if it was a pure-blood wizard who died.

Those who were killed by Tom must have had a reason to die.

But when Lesotho said this, he was questioning Tom. The mudblood he wanted to kill did not die, and he made such a low-level mistake by mistakenly killing a half-blood wizard.

"Oh, Tom, I mean, why didn't the Mudblood die?" Lesotho argued nervously, "No, that's not what I meant. I don't think you killed Oliver."

"Lesotho." Tom stood up slowly, playing with the wand in his hand, and said with a smile, "I won't make mistakes."

"Yeah... yeah, I just hate Mudbloods, they're all damned."

"Crucio." Tom's smiling expression suddenly became fierce, and he recited the spell while pointing his wand at Lesotho.

He is the only student who dares to use the Dark Arts at Hogwarts without being detected.Cruciatus is one of the three unforgivable curses, and is listed as a forbidden spell by the Ministry of Magic. Anyone who uses this spell will be arrested in Azkaban prison if found.

Seeing Lesotho writhing in agony on the ground, the other Slytherins felt only a moment of terror, more of admiration for this power.

They thought that Tom's actions were all right, it was Lesotho talking nonsense, and he actually questioned Tom's strength.

(End of this chapter)