I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

The next day, Angus sat next to Tom with a natural expression and ate breakfast calmly, as if nothing unexpected had happened.

Tom had already given Angus the items on the second grade list he had prepared. Unfortunately, this morning, Angus still had to go to Diagon Alley with Professor Snape - he needed to A new wand.

There will be no discount for buying a wand this time, and it will definitely cost a lot of money. Even Professor Dumbledore found it very troublesome when he knew about it.

Because the manufacturing process of wands is very complex, and most of the materials are extremely rare, and rarity means the raw materials are expensive, so in fact, the price of wands has never been low, but the new student at Hogwarts bought his first one. Wands actually all have the same price - 7 gold galleons. This is because there is a subsidy for new students at Hogwarts to buy wands. Students only need to pay seven gold galleons, but if Later, if your wand is lost or damaged, you will need to actually shell out a large sum of gold galleons to buy a new wand.

Depending on the material of the wand, the prices given are also different.

Otherwise, why would there be a second-hand market?

Wands are really important to wizards. After thinking about it for a long time, Dumbledore decided to spend money to buy Angus a new wand. He just hoped that the price of the wand this time would be controlled under fifty gold galleons. It wasn't a small amount of money, but Dumbledore also paid part of it out of his own pocket in addition to the bursary.

Fortunately, Angus did not need to buy a complete set of Lockhart's complete works. It is said that Draco Malfoy received a gift from Lockhart himself, which gave him an extra set of textbooks. There is no doubt that this made Deng Bledo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if the Hogwarts family has a big business and seems to be very wealthy, they still have to give an explanation to the person who provides the funds every year when it comes to scholarships. Even Dumbledore doesn't want to cause a lot of trouble.

Gold Galleons... That is indeed not something Angus can carry with him. You must know that a thousand years ago, there was no Ministry of Magic, let alone a unified currency. Even wizards, most of them used Muggles. Even with their currency, their transactions cannot be separated from the Muggle world.

This left Angus free of the entire morning class. When Angus came back, he learned from Tom that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was in the afternoon.

Angus was curious about the new professor: "Professor Lockhart? What kind of person is he? I know his classes have made everyone buy a lot of books? Is he a scholar?"

In Angus's time, people believed that only scholars could write books. At his age, he didn't know that novels existed in the world. The books he saw were all written by Helga. In Angus's heart, books are still sacred.

But Tom wasn't sure what kind of person Lockhart was, so he didn't say anything.

Most students still have expectations for this new professor.

What if he is a good professor?

I hope their Defense Against the Dark Arts class will get off to a good start this year.

With this expectation, the students came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

This year, their Defense Against the Dark Arts class is still held with Gryffindor students.

Lockhart is a very handsome wizard. When Angus saw him, his eyes lit up. He liked people with outstanding looks, and he immediately took a liking to this teacher Gilderoy Lockhart.

When Lockhart smiled and showed his white teeth, Angus also smiled. This made Tom, who had more or less discovered his true nature, flash with disdain in his eyes, and whispered: "Stop it! Look at you!" What’s that expression? Don’t shame Slytherin!!!”

When Angus heard the professor say that he would take some time to take a test, Angus's expression became rigid.

Lockhart actually planned to spend half an hour before class to test whether the students had read his books during the holidays. This was definitely not a friendly plan for Angus. After all, he had just arrived in Huozhou yesterday. Gwarts, and Angus had not even opened the textbooks that Tom had given him. He only glanced at the titles of the books.

In this case, exam?

Angus felt that this professor’s pretty face was a bit ugly…

[Ah ah ah ah, why do we need to take the exam? ! ! ! Did he do it on purpose? ! 】

Angus cursed fiercely in snake language. He knew that in this classroom, only Tom could understand what he said. With dissatisfaction with this exam, Angus cursed all the fiercest words he had ever heard. Throw it to Lockhart.

He spoke in a low voice, and only Tom, who could hear the meaning, twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him sideways in disbelief. Some other students who were close could only hear the constant hissing in Angus's mouth. It was a bit cold, with a vague murderous intent, which made people's hair stand on end. So, Draco carefully looked at Angus, and instinctively moved closer to Blaise who was sitting on one side, leaning on his shoulders. The individual looks a little timid.

That's the mysterious snake language!

Merlin knows what Angus said!

However, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart himself, standing on the podium, would not know what Angus said, and he did not even notice where Angus was complaining.

When the paper was handed out, Angus looked at the questions on the paper with a doubtful expression on his face.

What is the problem?

[Why should I know what color he likes? Does liking colors have anything to do with magic? 】

Tom silently answered: [It doesn't matter! 】

The two looked at each other, and Angus asked in a low voice: [Do you know what color he likes? 】

Tom replied expressionlessly: [Sorry, this seems to be cheating. 】

Even though the paper was full of these seemingly overwhelming questions, it was still a test. Angus didn't know anything, so naturally he felt extremely headache facing this paper. He relied on snake language to try to make others understand. Tom told him the answer, but it was obvious that Tom was unwilling to help.

As Tom filled in the answers, the more he wrote, the more hopeless his expression became. Finally, Tom stopped writing, wrote his name without hesitation, left half of the questions, and stopped writing.

I feel like after writing this paper, my brain will go bad!

Tom felt that his personality had been contaminated, and he felt that he no longer knew what a real exam was.

Angus frowned and looked at his paper with a bitter look on his face. He didn't know anything at all. After all, he only looked at the cover of the book without opening it. How could he possibly know the answer?

Angus was helpless. He could answer the questions randomly, but it would look like lying. As a good honest boy, Angus wrote his name with a stroke of his pen and chose to hand in the blank paper with great peace of mind.

As for Draco's frowning answer, it has nothing to do with Tom and Angus giving up on the exam.

When half an hour passed, Lockhart began to read the test paper. Only Hermione got full marks. Draco looked a little unconvinced, but he didn't say anything. He kept frowning, with a look of suspicion on his face. He just looked at it like this. With Lockhart.

"There is another classmate who only wrote half of the questions. Although these questions are all correct and there are no mistakes, why didn't he finish them? Is it because he didn't have enough time?"

Tom's expression looked ugly, like anger or some kind of humiliation.

Then, Lockhart's expression froze and he looked at a paper in his hand.

"Why didn't this classmate write anything? Is this... Angus... Slytherin?!"

All the students looked at Angus, either surprised, shocked, or even with a hint of admiration. How dare anyone dare to hand in a blank paper? !

Lockhart's expression was awkward at first, but after seeing Angus' last name clearly, he became strangely silent.

Why is there a student named Slytherin at Hogwarts? ! how can that be possible?

He looked over with a blank expression, as if he was looking for Angus, the student. Angus blinked, with a sincere attitude, and stood up very naturally.

"Professor, that's my paper."

"Angus...Slytherin..." Lockhart stumbled subconsciously as he said Angus's name.

"Yes." Angus looked at Lockhart expectantly.

"Why did you shout...why did you hand in a blank paper?"

Angus answered very honestly: "Because I went back a thousand years ago during the summer vacation. There was no book that taught you a thousand years ago, so I couldn't see it at all. I just arrived at Hogwart yesterday." Ci, I haven’t read anything at all, so I can’t answer this paper.”

That's right. Tom lowered his head and suppressed a smile.

Naturally, Lockhart's works could not have appeared a thousand years ago, so it is natural that Angus has not appreciated Lockhart's masterpieces.

Lockhart probably couldn't understand it. After all, Dumbledore spent a lot of money to cover up the news about Angus, so there was no uproar outside Hogwarts because there was a student named Slytherin.

For Lockhart, this was a sight he had never imagined. It took him a long time to recover and continue his teaching rhythm.

"Let's continue, that... let's go on..."

Angus looked innocent, as if he felt that Lockhart's panic had nothing to do with him.

Until Lockhart brought out a huge birdcage.

"Cornish Elf!"

Lockhart seemed to think that these elves could help him regain some face, and he looked at the students expectantly, while the students at Hogwarts just responded to him with blank expressions.

Angus was also very confused.

He asked loudly: "Professor, what do you mean?"

Angus didn't even recognize this creature. He had never seen these little things before, and he looked at Tom curiously and doubtfully.

"Is that a dangerous creature? Are we going to fight them in this lesson?"

Tom stared blankly at Lockhart's silly smiling face, and then his neck turned stiffly like a machine that lacked lubricant. He stared at the chirping elf in the cage and began to doubt that he had not woken up today.

"Oh... I must be dreaming..."

Why could Lockhart stand there so naturally, looking as if the Cornish elf was some terrifying, endangered, critically dangerous magical creature? !

Lockhart seemed to sense the students' doubts, so he opened the cage.

When the elves flew out, the whole classroom was thrown into chaos.

Angus finally understood that this little thing was actually not dangerous.

At least he solved it without any danger.

Except for the other students who looked at him with fear on their faces.

Those flying elves attacked the students with a ferocious smile. They caused great confusion at first, causing many students to hide under the table with their heads in their hands. Angus was still confused and didn't understand what this meant.

When several elves grabbed Neville Longbottom's clothes, pulled him up, and even tried to hang the unfortunate child from the ceiling, Angus felt that these strange creatures might really want to harm the students, so He took action.

Although Angus is young, considering the harsh environment of wizards a thousand years ago, he began to learn how to fight when he was seven or eight years old. Young wizards at that time generally matured very early.

As a result, Angus almost always used his killing moves.

The elf holding Neville Longbottom turned into a fireball and fell to the ground with a scream. Then Neville Longbottom was placed intact on the ground by Angus's levitating spell.

Seeing that other students were unable to control these strange creatures, Angus consciously and kindly helped everyone. Some of the elves were cut into pieces and mixed with rain of blood and fell to the feet of the students who were hiding. The student let out a loud voice, As expected, he fainted.

There are also some elves who are relatively lucky. They were only petrified and fell to the ground, and they only lost their arms and legs. Some were frozen and fell with a snap. They were even more broken than the petrified elves. change.

After almost two-thirds of the elves were eliminated by Angus, those who managed to survive were huddled in a corner of the classroom, trembling, huddled together, extremely quiet, with fearful eyes.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Whose wizard at this age is so ruthless?

Most of the little wizards, those who were still awake, were hiding in the corner on the other side of the classroom, looking at Angus with the same trembling eyes.

Tom's face was filled with horror.

"you……"

Angus was puzzled. He looked at the students who were avoiding him, and then at the elves whose expressions were almost the same as those of the students.

Simple confusion.

"These elves are not dangerous at all, are they? They are easy to deal with."

Tom took a deep breath: "It's not dangerous, so why did you act so... so decisively?"

Tom originally wanted to say harsh.