The child's control of the atmosphere is undoubtedly the best, and Ron has gradually become familiar with Samael's existence, and the voice of chatting with Harry is gradually amplified.

Beverly was curious about Samael, consciously or unintentionally chatting about his past, he did not hide it, he said everything he could, and the two talked happily, so that he learned a lot about the rights of the sacred twenty-eight races.

"Hello, did you see Neville's toad?"

A group of hotly chatting people were startled by the suddenly open door.

"We didn't see the so-called toad, and you were..."

Samael had no expression on her face, looking at the little girl who looked like a beaver.

"Hermione Granger"

"I think Mr. Granger must have taught you what politeness is."

Samael's tone was calm, and there was no wave in her heart when she looked at Hermione, who was slightly flustered.

He is not an old color critic, he will have a good impression of a little girl, and now Hermione's front teeth are slightly larger, and her hair is messy.

"I'm so sorry."

Hermione blushed, but apologized decisively. Turning his head to look at Harry clearly recognized him, joining Hermione Ron's conversation.

The little fat man behind him, Neville Longbottom, was obviously a little confused and looked a little at a loss.

Hermione was obviously aware of Neville's embarrassment and got up to go looking for the toad with him again.

"Which of you is Samael Gaunt!"

Everyone was chatting happily, an arrogant voice came into his ears, Samael frowned, what is this today, can it be stopped?

"Are you..."

Samael Annai held the unhappiness in his heart, and looked coldly at this little blonde child, this product is quite handsome, but the look of no one in his eyes makes people want to beat him.

"I'm Blaise Zabini, are you the same Gaunt who was raised by Muggles? Being raised by that dirty bloodline really lost the face of the pure-blood family. Behind

Zabini was a group of richly dressed children, some calm, some mocking, obviously not all the way, all to see the excitement.

Samael's face was calm, and with a wave of his right hand, Zabini seemed to have been pushed, and with an exclamation, he rushed forward and slammed into the table.

Samael took advantage of his lack of reaction to press his hand on the table and slammed his right hand holding the wand down, and the sharp wand passed through Zabini's palm as well as the table.

Zabini shouted to the sky, like a child who had not eaten, sweat and tears flowed in unison, and blood began to flow down the corner of the table.

Everyone was shocked, the little wizard needs to be so ferocious.

"You're really noisy."

With a sharp wave of Samael's hand, Mr. Zabini's forehead made an intimate contact with the table, and the crying stopped abruptly.

"Now it's finally clean."

Samael pulled the broken hair on his forehead slightly, and his expression was always calm.

Not to mention the melon-eating masses outside, even Harry Potter was stunned, in his opinion, Samael is always gentle, never angry with people, even if sometimes emitting a cold chill, it is just expressing emotions.

Ron looked at Samael, who looked calm, and the fear that had been hard to suppress was rekindled.

"What happened, who was fighting."

A gorilla-like student squeezed out of the crowd and pretended to ask the people around him.

Everyone explained one side, but the words were clearly biased towards Zabini.

"Come with me to the prefect, faint!"

Everyone exclaimed, not expecting that the senior students would have a new hand, Samael turned sideways and escaped the spell.

His free fighting is not practiced in vain, his body is light, how can he be easily hit, and he has long discovered that this goods has been there from beginning to end, obviously with Zabini.

Seeing this, Harry on the side also took out his wand, he has also studied magic hard this month, and has made rapid progress in the field of spells, at least "except for your weapons" is very good.

Beverly also took out her wand, even faster than Harry, she didn't know the reason, and subconsciously chose to help the person in front of her.

Samael gave them a reassuring look, and with a wave of his right hand, a bright light hit the gorilla's spell.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

The wand was still stuck in Zabini's body, but that didn't prevent him from fighting back.

Spells that reach level 4 can be cast without a wand, and now those who have reached level 4 spells have a thunderbolt explosion in addition to the lighting spell and the levitation charm.

The place is narrow, and Samael tries to control the power of the spell as much as possible, for fear of accidentally blowing up the train.

"No wand, how is it possible!"

The gorilla was shocked, and under the guidance of someone with a heart, he decided to make a move against Samael, which was nothing more than asking Mrs. Zabini for personal favors, and this planted.

Samael took advantage of his unstable mind, and the explosion spell flung directly onto his wrist, and the wand fell to the ground with a sound.

Samael kicked his wand into the wall with a quick step, and he struck the gorilla in the neck in the form of a whirlwind kick that knocked him unconscious.

"Malfoy, go call the Slytherin prefect to collect the people."

Seeing the sneaky Malfoy behind him, Samael twisted his foot and said loudly.

I don't know if this gorilla has some magical creature bloodline, and its defense is amazing.

Samael sat comfortably on the backrest, thinking that a wand without a magic spell is handsome, which is the grace of a wizard.

[Congratulations to the host, obtained the achievement of the riot eliminator, and obtained the Xiao Organization Fire Cloud Robe *12]

ps: The fire cloud robe has been transformed by the system alchemy platform, obtaining the primary water and fire inviolability characteristics, and has the ability to regenerate.

Samael listened to the system sound and felt that the system sound was so beautiful for the first time, and this wave made a lot of money.

Coming back to his senses, a "hissing" sound came from Samael's mouth, and with the violent and bloody behavior just now, it was like a demon's whisper.

Samael pulled out his bloody wand, wiped it on Zabini, and with a flick of his hand, Cole's originally slender figure suddenly became larger, turning into a six-meter-long giant python, tying up the gorilla not far away.

"Parseltongue!"

The crowd shouted lowly, looking at the senior who was tightly entangled by Cole, for fear that he would be eaten by a big python.

At this time, exposing the parseltongue cavity is equivalent to showing their pure bloodline among many noble heirs, and some people in the province always have other illusions.

He didn't believe that there was no one behind Blaise Zabini's actions, which was a warning to some people.

"The prefect is here!"

One in the crowd began to squeeze out a tall student, who revealed meticulousness from the strands of hair to the dress.

"I'm the Slytherin prefect, Ian Blog, you haven't officially enrolled yet, I have no right to punish you, but I will tell the professor about it."

After that, a levitation spell floated the unconscious Zabini and the unknown gorilla and walked straight into the crowd, a fierce person.

Samael asked Cole to let go of the gorilla, slowly crawled to his side, and casually waved it and turned into about one meter and five meters, which was really too much for him.

"Gentlemen, do you have anything else?" Samael looked at the crowd around him and said.

Seeing this, the crowd faded, and the noble young masters looked different, and the other students knew that from now on Hogwarts had an extra ruthless character that could not be messed with.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like