Harry Potter's Bastard

The atmosphere in the auditorium was lively, but it looked more crowded than before. Although there were only about 50 people from the two schools, it felt as if the auditorium could no longer sit down.

The Beauxbatons students sat next to the Ravenclaw, and Durmstrang sat with Slytherin—no way, who called the two houses the least populous.

Unlike the lively long tables of the other houses, the Slytherin side was very quiet, or rather silent—the two men sitting across from Solim kept the students away from them, and the creatures instinct told them to stay away from them unless they wanted to get into trouble.

A Richie and a Remston ate Hogwarts food while glancing at Solim from time to time. The surrounding students didn't dare to come out, and only dared to look at this side secretly from the corner of their eyes.

As if he hadn't seen the two people on the other side, Solim was talking to a student next to him, and judging by his costume, the student wasn't from Hogwarts.

"Your grandfather agrees with you to come?"

"That's right, grandpa said, even if you can't participate, take a look, it's good to have a good knowledge. "

"How's the food at Hogwarts?" Solim pulled the housework, not paying the slightest attention to the cannibalistic gazes of the two people opposite.

"It's good, your bacon here is better than Durmstrang's. With that, he took a few more pieces from the plate with the bacon.

"That's right, maybe you little squib can accompany this dead man and eat a little more......" The two people on the other side couldn't help but finally spoke. Although Lemston was not very old, his voice was unusually hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been damaged in some way.

“...... Eat a little more before you die, Selwyn mongrel. Richie held the knife and fork in his hand as if he was ready to stab it in the next second.

"I'm curious, Lemston......" Solim smiled and glanced across the other, "Your voice wasn't like that when I was there. What kind of accident did it take? Is it because you didn't protect your master, the punishment that your family gave you, or because of the after-effects of crying and weeping after losing your master?"

As mentioned earlier, Lambston's relationship with the Rich family is like that between Crabbe or Goyle and Malfoy, but much closer and stricter than Malfoy's.

Come to think of it, if Draco died in front of Goyle's and Crabbe's eyes, and whether or not these two had done anything to save Draco, they wouldn't have ended much better. Whether it was from within their family or from Lucius's anger, Goyle and Crabbe would not be able to eat and walk around.

It's the same with Otto Lemston, he's a henchman, he's a junior, and Solim uses a black-glove duel to kill the people he wants to protect and follow right under his nose, what will happen to him?

Solim knew exactly where Remston's hoarse voice came from—the extremely precise and prolonged Mind Drilling Spell could have caused such after-effects. The after-effects of this spell are not a direct result of the Mind Curse, but indirectly - after a long period of hoarse wailing.

Minors, wizards and Muggles, are always not fully developed, and in such a situation, his hoarse voice will stay with him for the rest of his life.

It's clear that Remston has suffered a lot since Orion was killed by Solim, and needless to say, this guy already has a deep hatred for Solim.

Lemston, who had been poked in the sore spot, slammed the table and stood up suddenly, ready to do it. But he was stopped by Richie on the side.

The surrounding students watched cautiously.

"Selwyn bastard, you're good!" Sagetrius squinted at Solim, but the characteristic tyranny and madness were unconsciously revealed.

"Ridge's cannon fodder, you're not bad. Solim didn't interrupt himself from enjoying the dinner with a cannon.

"Boy of the Orvis family, I warn you that it is best to stay away from this man. Richie looked at the man beside Solim, "Don't take you, the last heir of the Orvis family, into it. "

"I don't need you to teach me who I associate with. Although Fleg was young, he was not afraid at all, and went straight back.

"Very good......" Richie was just about to say something cruel when he was interrupted by the little one.

"Well, I'm the heir of the Orvis family, what is your identity?"

This sentence made Sakitrius angry. He was the eldest grandson, but the heir was not him, but his cousin, which always upset Sakitris. Just like his father, he is also his younger brother, and he can only obey the family's arrangement.

"Alright, let's eat it. Solim saw that Fleg's plate was empty, and got him some more bacon, "Like you just said: eat more before you die." "

For the first time, Solim was looking at Richie across the street.

"No matter what you're going to do here, you can't do it, you're going to die here......" Solim said as he sliced the chops on his plate, "...... I promise you. "

"You ......" As soon as he opened his mouth, Richie and Lemston on the other side threw themselves on the table, Richie's head knocked over a bowl of pumpkin juice and spilled it everywhere, and Lemston slammed his head on a plate of mashed potatoes.

"What's the situation!" little Flegg was taken aback, "Oh my God, you won't just ...... like that"

"What do you think? How could I do it at such a time, in full view of everyone?"

Solim grabbed Remston by the hair and shifted his head to a different position - or Solim was afraid he would suffocate himself from the mashed potatoes.

"Potions?"

In the end, it was from the Orvis family, and I figured it out immediately.

"What is it? the water of life and death or the sleep potion that delays the onset of the attack?"

"Life and death water, last time I prepared a pot, the effect was not very good, it was originally going to be poured out. But come to think of it, it's a good idea to let them taste it - I'm sure they'll remember what this place is when they wake up. I still want to go wild at Hogwarts, hum......"

Solim looked around, the students were all looking at it, and they all looked away at the sight of Solim.

"I'd like some pumpkin soup - that's the only dish you haven't drugged. Silna said regretfully.

"That's fine, there's on the other table. Solim gave Draco a look not far away, and a bowl of pumpkin soup from them was delivered to Sylna.

"How did you do that?" asked Fleg, "I didn't see you drugged, and if you did, how do you know they'd eat the food you've drugged?"

"Because they're stupid. Solim pretended to be profound.

"Come on, don't listen to my brother's nonsense. Sylna took a sip of pumpkin soup, "The potion we ordered beforehand is in the kitchen, and the food is already laid out there, as long as you know where these two idiots are sitting, it's a good idea." "

Flegg looked at Solim.

"yes, I'm pretty sure the two of them will be sitting across from me. Unless they don't eat, or they steal from someone else, they're going to be here today. "