Hearing the crisp "ding" in his mind, Samael knew that this wave was not a loss.

"Bloodline fusion ceremony? Kind of interesting!

Samael whispered softly in a voice no one else could hear.

The system elevated his Uncrowned King of Slytherin to a higher level, rewarding him with a page of potion recipes.

Samael skimmed roughly and this thing added a kind of magical animal bloodline to itself in a domineering way.

Just like if you fuse the Phoenix bloodline, Samael will have an extra skill to regenerate from the ashes, and if you fuse the thunderbird bloodline, you will have an additional skill to control the weather.

What kind of ability depends on what kind of potion material, it depends on how you choose.

Samael collapsed on the "snake bed" formed by the four giants, enjoying their gentle massage to dispel his fatigue.

This duel also allowed him to see clearly, the gap between him and the top wizards, the stabbing behind the back, Samael was ten out of ten sure to keep Snape, but head-to-head confrontation, he was still a little lacking.

Samael is not angry either, he is only in the second grade, and he still has more time to grow up.

In this duel, he cleared himself of suspicion, Parseltongue is not only him, plus the first to discover the crime scene is always Potter, the seeds of doubt have completely germinated in people's hearts.

......

The next day, as expected, the wind changed completely.

When people saw Samael, they no longer avoided in panic, but looked at him with awe.

Samael knew the change stemmed from the strength he had shown.

The Ravenclaw students no longer rejected him, and there were constant eyes in the Slytherins who were focusing on him.

Fire, fear, adoration, and resentment, all kinds of eyes.

Of course, until the suspicion is completely ruled out, the little wizards will not take the initiative to contact him, except for Filch, of course.

Samael had received the sap ground from the mandrake last night and delivered it overnight to Professor Sprout, and the sap was just enough for a cat.

This morning, Lady Loris has appeared alive in everyone's sight.

The professors knew that Samael must have stock, but they did not know why to ask for it, so they could only turn a blind eye, after all, Samael was angry in his heart and they knew.

If you are wronged, you have to help others regardless of previous suspicions? When Slytherin is a place where saints are born.

What deserves everyone's attention is that Samael has a few more unfamiliar figures in their small group.

They are Ravenclaw's newborn Luna Lovegood, Gryffindor's Exploding Prince Seamus Finnigan, and Slytherin's potions goddess Beverly Crouch.

They all wore the unique "Fire Cloud Robe" of the Dream Realization Organization, and except for Seamus, who was more restrained, the other two did not feel uncomfortable.

Beverly agreed to forgive Samael after being bombarded with a large amount of dragon claw orchids and the Misty Flower last night, both of which are rare magical plants with extremely high potion value.

(Cedric planted a lot in the secret room of the Dream Fulfillment Organization, and Samael grabbed it casually.) After

apologizing to the girl for not having flowers and asking her to forgive, Samael invited Beverly to join the organization.

There are no geniuses in the potions field in this team, well~ real geniuses!

This crazy girl was not only brewing wolf poison potions during this time, but also improving them, which was much more terrifying, and even Snape was very fond of her potions talent.

Beverly did not pretend to be reserved, jumping happily to the high, watching the little friends who entered school together progress at an exaggerated speed, how she was willing to fall.

But she was self-aware, knowing that she didn't have a particularly outstanding talent in other fields, so she had to specialize in potions, and Samael's invitation was undoubtedly a recognition of her.

Seamus was recommended by Percy, and it was also Samael's more intentional person, there were not many people with special talents in Gryffindor, and among Neville, who was good at herbs, and Seamus, who was good at combat magic, Samael decisively chose Seamus.

Neville might become a qualified Gryffindor Sword Master in the future, but Samael didn't have the kung fu to train him specifically, and who in the field of herbal medicine could compare to Cedric, who had mastered natural magic, so it was in his interest no matter how he looked at Seamus.

As for Luna, that was entirely Branson's choice, as she was the first Ravenclaw to discover Branson's werewolf identity.

This little girl has a developed spiritual sense, Samael wants to cultivate her talent in prophecy in the future, and it is also good to be a mascot now.

The new arrivals showed no resistance, agreeing with Samael's views and eager to be part of the Dream Fulfillment Organization.

Even Seamus, who was slightly uneasy, managed to integrate into the group under Percy's guidance.

Now the whole Hogwarts who does not know their strength, as long as they wear that outfit, it is tantamount to taking a shortcut on the road to success.

"Ron Weasley was attacked."

Just as they were eating gracefully, Blaise panted and ran to the long table and uttered a suspicion that shocked everyone.

"Tell me more!"

"Talk in detail!"

"Private chat!"

"What's going on!"

Everyone glanced at Percy and said gossipy.

The last voice came from Percy, who was clearly not as unorthodox as the others, and he was genuinely worried about Ron.

"Uh~ not that attack!"

Blaise obviously knew that everyone would be wrong, and quickly added.

"Why did he have an accident again, and the limelight is not like this."

Draco said disdainfully.

(Ron: This is the limelight for you, do you want it?)

"Don't stink, what's going on?"

Samael was also puzzled, remembering that the target of the next attack should not be Ron.

"He was beaten by Justin and a group of Hufflepuff seniors, in a sack, old and ruthless, with a blue nose and a swollen face."

Blaise didn't know if he recalled Ron's packaging, and couldn't help but laugh.

"If you sell it again, you won't have to come over in the future."

Samael saw him laughing alone and couldn't help but warn, and after his suspicions were lowered, the guy became active again.

"Justin was frightened, he didn't know if he was the next target to be attacked, and he didn't have the guts to confront Potter, so he was ready to torture Weasley to obtain information."

"The group of senior sisters in Hufflepuff was led by Senior Sister Lars, and it seems that he was taught a lesson because he ate Senior Sister's tofu when Weasley was "dangling" in the crowd yesterday.

The melon-eating masses present listened with curiosity, and when they heard this "explosive" news, they were all thundered.

Senior Lars was in seventh grade, one meter and five meters tall, weighing one hundred and eighteen, and walked like a millstone moving horizontally, and they really admired Ron's taste.

Percy and Beverly couldn't eat well and left early, one to care for condolences, and the other to spread new rumors.

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