Hogwarts snake wizard

In the morning, Samael had a hunch even in the Slytherin common room that today was sure to be a sunny day.

From last night until now, the smile on the corners of his mouth has not stopped.

He had inquired that Branson's alchemy talent was indeed not low, and the basic alchemy products could not stop him at all. And the most important thing is that he is still young, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the future is limitless.

Samael was quite satisfied with being able to draw such a genius into the organization, and as for helping Branson get his revenge, he was confident that he would be capable enough to deal with it after graduation.

Samael smiled at the corners of his mouth and walked forward humming an unknown song.

"Samael, what happened yesterday?"

Theodore rubbed the back of his red and swollen head and walked over slowly.

"Nothing, yesterday there was another werewolf attack, you were knocked unconscious, Ravenclaw Branson and I teamed up to slaughter that guy."

Before Branson was ready to reveal his identity, Samael chose to keep this secret for him, and could only wronged Theodore.

"Branson? Is that Branson Hall? How could he be there?

Theodore was surprised, he knew Branson was a genius they were fighting for, he just didn't expect him to show up in the Forbidden Forest.

"Obviously, it's not just us Slytherins who don't follow the rules, but also Ravenclaws."

Samael said it matter-of-factly.

Theodore wanted to ask something, but after all, he didn't speak.

The two walked together near the Black Lake and practiced magic separately, which was already a daily habit for the two of them.

Theodore's application of Chakra still has many shortcomings, Samael often points out to him, they are geniuses, their understanding is naturally not bad, and some things can be understood at one point.

Draco, who was happy like a fool, walked towards the castle hall, Chakra's refining was still very physically demanding, and eating was the best way to solve this problem.

But neither of them went in the direction of Slytherin, but to the long Ravenclaw table next door.

Branson rarely has contact with people due to physical reasons, and there are girls from the same college who communicate with his appearance, and he will be scolded back by him without saying a few words.

Even in this weirdo-filled Ravenclaw, he was considered a maverick, so there was no one around Branson, which was convenient for him and Theodore.

"Good morning, Branson."

"Good morning, Samael, Theodore." Branson didn't recognize him at all, and greeted him in Theodore's surprised gaze.

"Percy should have paid Galleon, how are you going to design it."

"At first I was going to make a simple contact coin to deal with you, but now I have a better idea."

He was honest and directly said what he was going to fool him.

"Can you elaborate?"

"Of course, I just received the letter that my family has reproduced the technology of double-sided mirrors, and I am planning to add another projection technology in the form of a ring, in addition to the basic communication function."

I'll go, isn't that the magic version of WeChat video, which is much stronger than he expected.

Samael asked excitedly,

"How long will it take?"

"It won't take long, it can be made in three days at most, but I need a large number of dragon crystals, I have no way to solve this, I need you to solve it."

Branson looked calm and full of confidence in this matter.

"What?"

Samael hadn't heard of it, but he felt tall when he heard the name.

"It's obsidian."

Branson explained patiently.

"This bag is on me."

Samael breathed a sigh of relief, he thought it was something, this thing was formed by the rapid cooling after the eruption, in layman's terms, it was a black glass.

There are not many of this thing in the wizarding world, but the Muggle world is more, except for the last time he sent a letter, his owl Kate he has not seen for a long time, it is estimated that he is going crazy outside, and this time it just comes in handy.

Several people continued to agree on the style of the ring, and the discussion was extremely intense.

Percy and Cedric came to the hall, and seeing this, they also joined in.

If they had been at the Slytherin table, they would definitely not have made this fun, but Ravenclaw is different, this house welcomes all good people and is not exclusive.

In the end, everyone decided on the style of the ring, and in order to prevent women from joining in the future, they also specifically asked Penelo of Ravenclaw for advice.

The heated discussion among several people unsurprisingly attracted most of the attention of the four major colleges, and even the professors in the faculty bench frequently looked at each other.

No way, this group of people wearing the same clothes, whether it is ability or appearance, is too eye-catching.

Elegant and powerful Samael, the cold and calm Branson, the melancholy and indifferent Theodore, the sunny and handsome Percy, plus the elegant and easy-going Cedric, and the Hufflepuff group pet Derrick, the whole group is the hero of each house.

Even the unpopular Branson would not deny his talent in Ravenclaw.

Draco in the distance saw such a scene, clenched his fists, and then he didn't know what he thought, and quickly stepped forward.

"Samael, Travers, they sent the house-elves, come and see."

Samael looked at the cloth bag that Draco had brought and suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten about this stubble.

"The Traverse family is really a small family, how can you get a high-grade box, actually use such a broken bag."

Draco complained that Samael was very satisfied with this, he had always lacked a portable space equipment, which was not readily available.

This thing is actually not "broken" at all like Draco said, the black material is embellished with purple patterns, which can be said to be low-key luxury.

"I depend, this is really exploiting."

Samael opened the cloth bag and couldn't help but scold.

The space inside is not small, but the four house-elves inside are not so qualified.

He asked for 4 young house-elves, but this was also too "young".

Two look like they have just been weaned, and two will fall from time to time when they walk, and they are underage at first sight.

Draco leaned over curiously, looking at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but scold the Travers family chicken thief.

Samael observed, the only thing to be thankful for was that these two house-elves were two men and two women, and if they could breed a group in the future, it would not be a loss.

"In fact, it is normal, house-elves control most of the secrets of pure-blood families, and most of the ones circulating in the market are like this."

When Theodore saw it, he explained it specifically for the two of them, which made Draco feel a little more relieved, and he didn't know that he thought it was his booty.

Now that there are many people, even if Samael is curious about this race, he will not take it out in public, so he can only go back to the bedroom and study it again.

He even thought of placing these house-elves in the kitchen of Hogwarts so that they could learn how to be qualified servants.

He admired Dobby's courageous defiance, but that didn't mean he wanted his house-elves to do the same.

After arranging the time for the evening party, several people left the table.