curse the world at hogwarts

According to Dumbledore, Nico Flamel had planned to destroy the Philosopher's Stone and usher in the true end of his life.

Whether he would do this or not, Rhine didn't know.

But taking advantage of the vacation to meet him and arouse all his malice, Rhine has great expectations for Mr. Nico.

They are also people who have made countless contributions to the magic world. The happiest people are to live great and die well, right?

Rhine was so lost in his imagination that he didn't even notice little Hermione and little Hannah running hand in hand. He was so angry that the two little girls gave him a harsh slap.

In the days that followed, Rhine was more comfortable than ever before.

The holidays were just around the corner, the exams were in smoke yesterday, and the professors' daily deductions and confinement had entered a state of lockdown, leaving him without much work.

With Madam Pomfrey's special potion, Harry and Ron, whose skin and flesh were damaged, quickly recovered and were discharged from the hospital. On the contrary, it was he who had lost his vitality who stayed the longest, and could only accept the feeding of two little girls out of boredom. , completely entering salted fish mode.

By the time Rhine appeared in the castle again, it was already time for the year-end banquet.

"...The specific scores of each college are as follows!"

In the middle of the banquet, Dumbledore began what Rhine believed could be called "the beginning of the split."

He did set up a symbol of Gryffindor's rise, but at the cost of intensifying conflicts with Slytherin, which also included the collapse of respect and recognition for him.

Some things are as big as the sky in the eyes of children.

From then on, the little snake never looked back...

Rhine felt like his head was buzzing and he wanted to put a pair of wool socks in Dumbledore's mouth!

"No.4, Gryffindor, 312 points;"

"No.3, Hufflepuff, 352 points;"

"No.2, Ravenclaw, 426 points;"

"No.1, Slytherin, 472 points."

When Slytherin was in a state of carnival and even Snape could barely squeeze out a smile, Dumbledore said something that made them dumbfounded.

"It's been good," he said, "but a few recent events have to be taken into account."

So, Ron Weasley, who is possessed by the chess spirit, has [-] points, Harry Potter, who protects the school, has [-] points, Hermione Granger, who bravely fights the dark wizard, has [-] points, and Neville, who cares about his classmates, has [-] points. Longbottom twenty points...

Directly surpassing Slytherin.

Not to mention Slytherin's bad expression, Rhine felt that he was even more evil-minded than Snape.

It turns out, so what if you, Snape, can deduct every point?

The principal can directly add them back to you, and the reasons are impeccable, even though it is a score-giving test that he has arranged and customized.

"How about leaving?" Rhine suddenly felt discouraged.

"... Mr. Draco Malfoy abandoned the differences in the house and sacrificed his life to save his classmates. The courage shown in this even made me deeply moved even as a Gryffindor..."

Dumbledore smiled and looked at the dumbfounded Draco.

"For that, I award Draco Malfoy thirty points."

Rhine raised his head sharply!

Divided?

McGonagall and Snape looked at each other, and Rhine narrowed his eyes.

"It seems..." Dumbledore smiled like an old fox who stole a chicken, "We have an unprecedented year-end summary and need to make some small changes to the decoration here."

He clapped his hands, and the hanging ribbons in the auditorium immediately began to change.

Half of the dark green turned into bright red, and half of the bright silver turned into gold.

Above the auditorium, the huge Slytherin viper and the Gryffindor lion complement each other, making the colors here no longer monotonous.

McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief and raised her glass to Snape who pursed his lips.

Snape curled his lips and slightly bumped the long table with the foot of his wine glass.

Amid the deafening cheers in the entire auditorium, Rhine Lyle looked at Dumbledore's back in a daze and suddenly laughed.

Yes, small changes...are enough.

"Just stay for another year or two if you can!" He sighed and shook his head, "Not everyone can do the teaching work at Hogwarts~"

"Die arrogant!"

Maleficent complained silently in her heart, but Rhine just pretended not to hear.

His eyes stayed on the long Hufflepuff table, where he saw Cedric who was hesitant to speak and Hannah who was slightly lonely.

The little badgers have always been so friendly, even if their original desire not to be a jerk was suddenly dashed.

Rhine's eyes were bent like old Deng's fox stealing a chicken.

“It’s not just silly lions and little long insects that need to change~”

……

Happy times always pass by quickly. After having enough wine, food, and joy, the students of Hogwarts empty out their dormitories and embark on a journey home for vacation.

"Remember what you said!" Hermione explained seriously, "Mother promised to invite you as a guest!"

Rhine nodded his head like a rattle, stuffed the luggage suspended by the wand into the rack above the carriage, and clapped his hands easily.

"Hermione, you are getting more and more verbose..." Ron muttered, and Hermione's eye darts flew wildly.

Harry and Neville just giggled, the former because he realized that the Dursleys didn't know that they couldn't cast spells during the holidays, and the latter because he still hadn't gotten over the joy of extra points.

After saying goodbye to them, Rhine walked out of the carriage and planned to return to the platform.

A carriage door suddenly opened, revealing the shiny head and the little face below that was mixed with anticipation and apprehension.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Rhine asked with a smile, "Is something wrong?"

Draco nodded: "Can you not let dad know about what I... did for the time being? Pansy, Goyle and Crabbe all agreed not to mention it..."

It seems that doubts have just emerged, but they have not yet been able to muster the courage.

Rhine nodded, touched...er...still didn't touch his head, whose friction coefficient was infinitely close to zero, and left here.

To change a person, it takes a long time of guidance and hard work. Rhine never believed that just an adventure or an honor could change the heart that had been immersed in pure blood theory since childhood and was unable to extricate itself.

"The road is long and obstructive!"

The whistle of the express train covered his sigh, leading the excited teenagers to rush into the distance.

As Rhine watched the train disappear under the horizon, he suddenly felt a trace of reluctance in his heart.

A year after leaving Azkaban, a few heavy smiles fell on his once careless heart.

He is no longer the lonely parolee in Azkaban, but a new student who is moved by these smiling faces.

This smile... is so mean!

Don't get me wrong, Rhine is not complaining about the little wizards.

He just turned around and suddenly saw a mean smiling face in front of him, and he was so frightened that he jumped up.

"Rhine! It's me!" the smiling old man said quickly.

Rhine took a closer look and was instantly shocked: "Scamander...Grandpa?!!"

Your messy yet unique curly hair?

Those freckles that are your signature starry sky?

Those beautiful slender waists and long legs of yours?

If the memory of his predecessor hadn't popped up, and he happened to be able to face the person in front of him, Rhine would never have believed that this was Newt Scamander!

Da Ying’s iconic Mediterranean hairstyle, her face covered with lovely freckles, her beer belly that looks like a peak from the side, and that cheeky smile that is completely different from the youthful and shy look in her memory...

He thought Fudge was coming!

Rhine covered his heart and tried his best to suppress the heartbreak of having his idol shattered.

and……

"Is it the box?" Rhine glared at Old Newt, "Is it the box I asked you to bring?"

Newt blushed and hesitated for a long time before answering.

"Madam said that I don't know how to be diligent and thrifty, and I can't just give away such precious things...so you have to come with me."

In an instant, his mysteries such as the Mediterranean Sea, pork belly, beer belly, and mean smile were all answered.

The high-spirited war hero back then has now become a...

Love the old lady?