Hogwarts snake wizard

Steklin Lounge.

Samael, who had completed his homework, was bored practicing his magic, and the blue flames formed by the blue bellflower spell burned on Cole's body without causing him any damage.

Cole even licked the magical flame mischievously.

This spell did no substantial damage, there was no temperature to speak of, only a slight illusion-breaking effect, and it was perfect for dealing with red hats.

Samael was very interested in this spell, which resembled a gas canister, and with his understanding of the spell, he easily rose to level 3.

With all his strength, the entire lounge was quickly "set abound", except for the senior who had just entered the door who was startled, everyone was surprised that the bellflower spell could still be used like this.

An unscrupulous senior even thought that maybe she could impersonate a wave of fire spells, after all, Samael's fake life spell at the beginning of school really opened their eyes, and also opened the door to a new world for them.

"It's really nice to have no homework."

Samael extinguished the flames and said deliberately loudly.

Several eyes full of irritation came, eager to pierce a hole in him.

The owners of the gaze were none other than Belif and Daphne, who had spent most of their time hanging out so much that the Transfiguration assignment had not yet been written.

Although tomorrow is Saturday, it can't stand that these two young ladies have already arranged their activities to the full.

"Draco is giggling something, I sometimes really suspect that the water in his head is all about watering the green tree in his heart."

Samael couldn't help but complain when he looked almost stupid.

"Maybe Potter agreed to his date request?"

Theodore also laughed on the side, although he did not understand Samael's terrier, he also knew that it was not a good word.

The two did not come forward to inquire, and with Draco's nature, he could never hide anything, which was very much like Gryffindor.

"Samael, you must not believe what I did."

"I made an appointment for the Scarhead Duel tonight, in the prize showroom, and if I told Filch the news, I would definitely deduct the few points of Gryffindor."

Draco slowed down and looked at Samael proudly.

"Although you are stupid, you can be brave and be yourself, and I am proud of you."

Samael looked at him like a fool, what can this thing say in the common room? What do you let other nobles think of you.

Draco withdrew his smile and looked at Samael suspiciously.

"As a pure-blood nobleman, you can't turn your back on your glory, and something as sacred as a duel shouldn't be a way to play tricks."

"People just think you're afraid of Potter?"

Samael explained as he looked around, and sure enough, the others also looked at him with strange eyes.

"I'm afraid of him? Are you kidding. "

Draco was like a cat with its tail trampled on, saying anything was fine, but saying he wasn't as good as breaking that scar was worse than killing him.

However, he didn't know who Bott would hire to be a helper, Weasley was fine, and if he was a senior student, he was not confident.

"So, Samael, you're going to help me, right?"

He wasn't stupid, and having Samael his deputy was absolutely certain.

Samael didn't bother to deal with him, and he could only look at Theodore ruefully.

"Theodore, you will be my assistant."

If it weren't for Crabbe and Goyle's real inability to get their hands on it, he wouldn't want to ask for someone.

......

"They're not coming, I've said it must be a Slytherin trick."

In the prize showroom, looking at the time that was approaching, Hermione looked at the two speechlessly.

She didn't want to come, but in order to stop these two fools, she missed the time to return to the lounge. (The fat lady went to visit.)

"Whether it's a trick or not, I'll come, and I'm sure I won't lose to that Malfoy guy."

Not long after Harry enrolled, Gryffindor's recklessness made him learn ten to ten, maybe he was born to be a good Gryffindor.

"Harry, you must teach Malfoy a hard lesson, if Samael also comes, it means that he has completely defected to Malfoy, and you must distance yourself from him in the future, that family..." Ron cheered

Harry up while not forgetting to give Samael eye drops, through this week's observation, that guy is too terrifying, who is a good person who dares to hit a fourth year student just after school starts.

"Mr. Weasley, it's not a good habit to talk badly about people behind your back, maybe Mr. Weasley should pay attention to this education."

As soon as Samael and the others walked in, they saw Ron talking about him loudly.

"Sorry, Samael, Ron, he didn't mean to."

Harry saw Samael coming, and quickly explained that he didn't want the two friends to hate each other.

"Whether it meant or not, I think I can tell the difference, Harry."

Samael looked calm, and his dark eyes had a strength that Harry had never seen before.

Ron on the side turned red and wanted to argue, but he didn't have the guts.

"Bot, I think you're ready to taste failure."

Draco and Theodore stepped forward in unison, looking at Weasley on the side, he was confident that he could win.

Harry wanted to continue explaining, but seeing the aggressive Malfoy, he decided to explain it to Samael alone when the duel was over.

The two did not say much nonsense, and directly began to shoot spells at each other, and even the bowing link was saved.

"All petrified!"

"Except for your weapons!"

Pure-blood nobles did not have simple training for heirs, so Draco would have no fewer spells, at least more than Harry.

Although Harry can only get rid of your weapon, he can't stand the talent of others in the defense of the Dark Arts, whether it is dodging or grasping spells, it is not comparable to Draco.

Embarrassment is a little embarrassment, but from other points of view, it does not take substantial damage, but in the battle, constantly absorbing experience.

Soon Draco also saw this clue, and his smug smile narrowed a little.

The difference in magical power between the two is not obvious, and if he can't fight quickly, he may not be able to win.

"Brot, you're slippery like a loach, don't you dare to confront me head-on?"

"There are many obstacles!"

"Liverope bondage!"

Draco was also clever, and while Harry was stunned, he released two spells in succession.

Harry stumbled, and the rope snake went from foot to head, entangled him to death.

Looking at Harry, who was wrapped up like a chrysalis, Draco smiled proudly.

Especially Harry's embarrassed expression made him feel comfortable.

"Samael, you said we should hang him or not."

"Idiot."

"Except for your weapons!"

As soon as Samael's words fell, he saw a thick spell hit Draco, and he flew so far in an elegant arc that even his wand didn't know where to fly.

Duels are always lost on one side, and the deputy continues to fight, and Draco this fool is too carried away, really Ron does not exist.

In fact, Ron's Dark Arts defense is not bad, otherwise he would not have become the future Gryffindor prefect, and Dumbledore would not be too outrageous even if he was partial.