Hogwarts snake wizard

After Samael's revenge, the days that followed suddenly fell into calm, and Samael successfully enjoyed the treatment of a school bully.

The crowd avoided the passing, and a group of doglegs (members of the organization) behind him followed Samael's footsteps at all times, gaining momentum for him.

(Family, who is not afraid of this lineup, there is also the president of the student council!)

But everyone's eyes were quickly drawn to the upcoming Quidditch match.

Draco also threw himself into intense Quidditch training, waking up earlier than chickens and sleeping later than dogs every day.

A variety of difficult flying skills are at your fingertips.

Watching Draco soar freely in the sky, the Slytherin fans behind him shouted wildly.

Samael also saw Lucius in the crowd, thinking about how he could not pay attention to his son, as the team's biggest investor.

Harry's momentum was much more chilling, he was restrained everywhere during the flight, and Draco's occasional harassment made him very irritated.

The Slytherin team is completely superior to Gryffindor in terms of technology and equipment, even if the means are dirty

, the biggest variable within the scope of the rules is Harry, so Draco's task is to snipe Harry with all his strength, dragging him all the time, the golden snitch is not important, as long as it can open the gap between the team, who cares about that.

Listening to the sound of Slytherin points, Harry said that it was false that he was not in a hurry, and if it went on like this, even if he got the Golden Snitch, he would not be able to win.

His talent in Quidditch was really strong, and he and Draco harassed each other in the sky, but still found the trail of the golden snitch in an instant.

What followed was a series of fierce chases, Draco never lacked competitive spirit, a school year of training, the tempering of will made his whole person full of vitality.

But Slytherin's caution and sizing made him lack a "desperate" mentality in Quidditch matches.

So on the last extreme dive, Draco flinched, losing his chance to catch the golden snitch.

Harry was undoubtedly happy, he caught it, he caught it, even if he was smashed by a crazy ghost flying ball in the process, it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

Until...

When Lee Jordan announced that the champion was Slytherin, he was instantly stunned in place.

Wood and the others lowered their heads in shame.

The base score Slater exceeded them by more than two hundred points, and the golden snitch just made them lose less shamefully.

Harry stared at the golden snitch in his hand in a daze, and the ghost flying ball was like crazy, smashing madly at him, and once the furious force hit his head, it would instantly make his head bloom.

Fortunately, Hermione and the others arrived in time to free him.

Samael also saw Lockhart squeeze into the crowd, trying to heal Harry's arm, despite Harry's obstruction.

As soon as the spell fell, Harry's bones were instantly withdrawn, like a soft strip of meat.

"Samael, do you see that? I'm going to learn this, I'm going to learn this. Instead

of sharing the joy of victory with his father, Draco pestered Samael, and his eyes turned red when he saw this scene.

This is crueler than some black magic.

Samael is also interested, but it will take a lot of time to reproduce it, and I am afraid that he will not be able to do it himself if he expects Lockhart to do it again.

......

In the afternoon potions class, Harry did not show up as expected, much to Snape's great regret, as if the only pleasure had been taken away.

Samael consciously sat in the back row, not wanting to be the target of Snape's spray of venom.

"Mr. Knott, put away your disgusting eyes and focus on your medicinal powder grinding."

Theodore was caught by the handle after only a moment's distraction.

Beverly touched him with her arm before coming back to her senses.

Samael and Draco sneaked over Hermione and Ron, who were sneaky and saw what was planned.

Combined with the original, it was obvious that he was going to Snape's collection room to steal the medicinal herbs for refining the compound decoction.

Compound decoctions are prohibited by the Ministry of Magic, and their original materials are naturally also difficult to buy on the market.

Draco looked secretly while carefully simmering, looking busy.

No way, who let his partner be a "school bully".

Professor Snape was in a good mood today, but he still made the "rude" request to take a final sip of his own potion, which made him have to be careful.

"Mr. Dunphy, I don't mind leaving your eyes in this classroom permanently."

"Ms. Will, if your brain doesn't let the bigley flying insect stung, you should put fang powder at the last moment."

"Mr. Longbottom, turn the fire up a little more, and that faint flame won't even burn your hair."

Snape's face was getting worse and worse, and all the students were "playing beyond normal" today, which made his mood gradually worse.

Samael had to admire Snape's vocabulary, not a single repetition, the sharpness of his words, and the viciousness of his language.

At this time, Ron sat uncomfortably, unconsciously showing a trace of panic.

This was completely different from what he thought, originally planned that Seamus could play stably and create some chaos, but this guy was stable today, and there were no accidents.

"Ron, it's better for you to come, Seamus can't be trusted."

Hermione said anxiously.

"Why didn't you come?"

Ron was not convinced and said stubbornly.

Hermione frowned and spoke, "You know those potion materials?" "

Uh~ then I'll do it."

Ron was speechless and could only say ruefully.

"Weasley, are you going to put this porcupine thorn in the crucible?"

Draco's voice and shouts were similar, instantly focusing everyone's eyes on him. Ron stopped throwing the porcupine thorn instantly.

Snape glared at Draco and spoke indifferently, "Weasley, if you put porcupine thorns in, what awaits you will be a month of confinement."

As soon as the words fell, Snape's face instantly turned livid, and he saw that Ron didn't know whether he was scared or intentional, and threw the porcupine thorn into it instantly.

Potions splashes, no, they should be gushing.

Except for a few people, the Gryffindor students were almost completely wiped out, and large pus punkers were swollen on their bodies.

"Idiot!!"

"Gryffindor deducts 5 points, Slytherin adds 5 points!"

Glancing at Draco, who was holding up the Iron Armor Charm for Slytherin, Snape roared.

Walking towards the infirmary with a few students, Samael saw Hermione take advantage of the chaos to walk towards Snape's collection room and hurriedly followed.

How could he miss this kind of backstabbing Snape, and someone carrying the pot.