The man behind Hogwarts

William was scratched, so he did not delve into the "scientific" issue.

"anytime?"

Fran gritted his teeth: "Okay."

William asked: "How many of you are there in total?"

"You want to ask about this too?" Fran looked at William suspiciously, "We are in a duel, shouldn't this kind of information be kept secret?"

William glared at him.

"You still know it's a duel?"

"Is there a group of people coming to fight me in a duel?"

"I'm only one person, shouldn't you tell me how many of you there are first?"

"Fran, isn't it a little too mean for you to do this?"

William pretended to be disappointed and shook his head sadly.

Fran: "Uh..."

Looking at William's expression, Fran felt a pang in his heart for some reason.

"Ok."

"There are seven of us."

"Only seven?"

"What do you mean? Too little??"

"Are you, Henry, and Jim included among the seven?"

"Of course it counts."

William immediately shook his head, "That won't work, that won't work."

"What's wrong?" Fran asked anxiously.

"There are too few people, and the three of you have already been beaten by me. I don't want to fight you again."

"I have no fun beating you three all the time."

Fran's eyes were on fire, and he grabbed William by the collar.

"Don't go too far. Why do you keep mentioning this matter? Isn't it because I was beaten twice by you carelessly? Why do you hold on to me?"

"Careless?"

"Of course it was careless."

William curled his lips and shrugged: "Okay, I believe it."

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"But, the seven of you are really not enough."

"I'm very strong, but you seven sophomores can't arouse my fighting spirit at all."

"Either you find three more people to make ten people."

"Either."

"You organize a second duel, and there must be at least three new faces participating in the battle."

Fran was speechless.

"What is your hobby?"

"Do you still think there are too few enemies?"

William smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry about my hobbies, just tell me if you can do it."

"It's difficult, okay." He said with a bitter look on his face.

"Fran, you are a Slytherin, a proud Slytherin, how can you say the word 'difficult'?"

"What does this have to do with whether I'm a Slytherin?"

William looked disdainful: "You are cowardly."

"No."

"How do you prove that you are not a coward?"

"If I say no, then there is no, why do I need to prove it??" Fran said through gritted teeth.

"You're in a hurry."

Fran: ...

‘Are you the Three-Character Sutra? ’

"There are only seven people. Do you like it or not? If you don't come, I won't ask you to apologize."

William frowned.

If there are only seven people on Fran's side, excluding three of them, there are still four people who can get four progress points.

4+3=7

It's not enough, there are still three left to get the reward.

'How to do it? ’

‘If Slytherin can’t get ten progress points, who else can he turn to? ’

William calculated secretly.

Gryffindor? Not good, they are too loud and the information leaks easily.

Hufflepuff? It's not good either. They are all honest people, so it would be a bit embarrassing to bully them.

Ravenclaw? It's even worse.

Ravenclaws are members of their own family, so there is no way they can attack their own brothers.

Each college was refuted one by one.

Ok?

A thin boy with brown short hair suddenly appeared in William's mind.

Roommate A?

Otherwise, cover him with a quilt at night and give him a meal...

Roommate A:......

‘Qiuqiu, just be a human being. ’

William was extremely confused.

"Fran, are all seven of you sophomores?"

"It's natural."

"You're stupid, don't just focus on the second grade."

"Third and first years, family wizards like you Slytherins should have many relatives and friends. You can find a few more people."

Fran said: "William, what do you mean?"

"Are you setting a trap for me? Do you want to collude with the teacher and kill all of us Slytherins?"

William said speechlessly: "You can be more imaginative."

"Then what exactly do you want to do?"

"Well, it looks like I have to show my hand."

"I'm not pretending anymore."

William said in a bossy tone: "Before I entered Hogwarts, I was a fighting maniac and had to fight at least once a day."

"You noticed it on the train too."

"I even hit girls when I was fierce, but it's a pity that I never did."

"It's not easy to have you now. Fran, you want to beat me and I want to fight. Do you think we are a good match?"

Fran has black lines all over his head.

"Is this also the reason?"

"Do you dare to be more fake?"

William: "You don't believe it?"

"Do not believe."

"Then you can come to my room tonight and I will show you my body."

"???"

Is this something you can watch without paying?

"What do you mean?"

"Are you thinking wrongly? See if you Slytherins have lived under the lake for a long time, why are you so wet-minded?"

"I want to show you the scars on my body."

William really wasn’t kidding.

He does have some scars on his body, including bullet holes and scars.

The reason why he does not stay in the Brotherhood and is not worried about betrayal by his subordinates is because he beat the Brotherhood with one punch and one kick.

Suppress all dissent.

Just like the founding emperors in ancient times, can anyone rebel against them?

Fortunately, he has extraordinary physical attributes, so as long as it is not a fatal injury, no serious damage can be caused to him.

"I have some scars to prove it."

"I really just want to find someone to fight with."

Fran looked shocked.

Believe it 80%.

"Okay, then I'll find a few more."

"I'm warning you, I may not be able to control them when they beat someone. Although they won't kill anyone, I guarantee they will be seriously injured."

"It's okay, just take care of yourselves."

"And" Fran said hesitantly, "when the time comes, you are not allowed to make any serious moves."

William:......

"Why?"

"You are only allowed to hit me, but I am not allowed to hit you?"

Fran said: "No. I mean, it hurts when you hit someone. You almost knocked me out yesterday. By then, you..."

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understood.

William completely understood.

After two beatings, Fran finally gave up.

William: "Okay, okay, I understand. As long as you find ten people, I promise to be gentler."

Hey.

Fran smiled evilly.

William asked curiously: "If one of your people is injured, how will he be treated? Will the professors find out?"

"Just ask Madam Pomfrey. She is very nice and won't complain."

"it is good."

William warned: "Remember, we must keep it confidential and never let the professors know, otherwise we will be doomed."

"Don't worry. We Slytherins will never snitch."

"That's not who we are."

Fran patted his chest confidently.

But William didn't quite believe it.

'You think Draco is lying, he is the best at complaining. ’

After the two briefly communicated, they each looked at each other, and then left separately...