Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

"So different colors are related to the diffraction of light." Cedric said, "Light of different frequencies indicates different energies..."

There was still a week before the arrival of the other participating schools in the Triwizard Tournament, but Cedric was as calm as ever, even still holding a book on basic physics and reading with interest.

"Did you know? Claonia?" he said excitedly, "This indicates that a fluorescent flash may consume most of a person's magic power and burst out with unexpected power."

This is indeed a good idea, just like Quirrell thought of transforming the white light source so that the fluorescent flickering can be turned into a warm light that is more convenient for people to illuminate for a long time. If one can combine the content of this spell with the physics that people have studied, Combining scientific phenomena and changing the details along the way may lead to unexpected consequences.

Then, Cedric's wand moved forward a little, no light appeared, and a black hole appeared on the stone wall after a delay.

"????" Miss Albert's mouth dropped to the ground. She saw magic that she had never seen before.

"what is this?"

"It's an extension of the light," Cedric said. "I find it works very well."

"This is crazy..."

"Its guide words are also different. I tried it and it became a new spell." Cedric laughed. "They can be used for more delicate operations. If you want a branch to fall off, , but not too much, you can use this method.”

"This is a unique initiative of magic spells." Cloney responded to his friend in amazement, "If you have free time, you can write a paper - you don't need to add magic spells, just analyze the principles, it is enough .”

"I want to talk about this kind of thing later."

"why?"

"Because we made an appointment to do something more interesting-" Another voice sounded from the corner. The castle is huge and the walls surrounding it are very long, but it's not uncommon to meet other people here.

Luofu appeared unnoticed from another corner with his silver teeth grinning: "Our secret."

"Okay." Claonia replied to him. She just wanted to make a suggestion and it was not a very urgent matter. Luofu obviously didn't want to take her with him, so she shook her shoulders and said goodbye to the two boys.

"To prepare for the Triwizard Tournament." Cedric turned around and added, "It seems you are not prepared to participate in this competition?"

"The rule of the competition is that you are over seventeen years old, sir." Claudia replied, "I have no intention of breaking the rules."

"I thought you were not the one who followed the rules." Rolf hugged Cedric and made a sound of surprise. He was surprised that Slytherin did not choose to break the rules for greater benefits. "I never thought of this. It’s true, Claudia.”

"It depends." Clowney replied, "I'm not planning to do it this time."

There is no clear selection mechanism, and Claudia thought that perhaps the school would determine the eligibility for registration based on the age of the students. If she had to - it was impossible. In a fair and open competition, if you want to obtain a quota that does not meet the requirements, do you have to go through the back door?

This is not good. At least Clowney didn't feel that participating in such a grand and exciting-sounding event was worth the fair image she had carefully created.

She said goodbye to the boys quietly, but met another girl at the corner.

The girl shyly poked her head out from behind the castle wall and tremblingly called her last name: "Miss Albert."

"Hello." Claudia responded to her gently.

She looked like she had something coming to her.

But God knows, she hasn't faced anything like this head-on for years.

"The classmates said: 'If you encounter any problems that you cannot solve, you can come and seek your help.'" The girl put down the leather bag covering her chest, revealing the college emblem on her chest. This is a Slytherin. Claudia had never seen her face in the study meeting, and she had no impression of her.

"I am a new freshman this year, miss."

Claudia understood that the study club had not yet started accepting new students. Because of the Triwizard Tournament, the souls of both the old students and the new students were focused on guessing how this event would happen. What's more, new classmates will be ushered in soon. They come from a mysterious and strange country, and may have completely different magic systems.

Even Clowney couldn't help but look forward to such a day.

"Okay, hello." Claudia nodded, "Aren't you looking for your prefect?"

The girl shook her head.

"Okay," Miss Albert glanced at her watch and took her to a wetland covered by shrubs on the edge of the lake. The weather has been good recently, and the exposed riverbed has dried up, exposing the muddy land. After being exposed to the sun for a few days, the land became solid and the children would no longer sink into the mud when they stepped on it, but it still gave off a fishy smell.

"What's wrong?"

"This is what happened..."

They sat on the ground, and the vines were woven into exquisite baskets. They poked their heads out from the branches of the tree, hugged them, and finally stood on the dirt. The sparse sounds were accompanied by the green leaves that stretched out to block the smell. 's clean. They sat on the edge of the branches, with steaming herbal tea on hand.

Often, stories begin quietly.

Marga Scola is a newly admitted Slytherin student. She is a mixed-race. Her father is a wizard. Of course, she does not belong to any famous family. It wasn't until she was ten years old that she realized that the occasional incidents were not caused by ghosts, but that she had a magical power.

This is a very sad thing, Majia thinks so, because it was a secret to her mother before. Her father did not cast such a spell on her mother because of her strong objections.

Majia's father is a blue-collar worker. Perhaps it is the magic he possesses that allows him to work at heights without any accidents. Even though he almost never takes protective measures, people think he is highly skilled. Now Majia knows the real reason behind this. reason. This is a kind of confidence.

She didn't understand why she had to hide it even though she had such power. She couldn't let people know about it, even her beloved relatives and friends had to hide it--if Mrs. Scola was one of them.

She was very happy to be able to come to the Magic Academy. She thought that if she could use these magical abilities well, she would do a lot.

Like the other classmates, she is a newcomer and her understanding of each other is quite limited. She thought that at least she could coexist peacefully with these students - even if she couldn't become friends, she couldn't have a bad relationship, right?

Scola is not famous, but he is also a surname that belongs to wizards. They walk on the edge of power, and no one will deliberately come to trouble her. She thought her study life would be as peaceful as usual. Until there is no foul blood directed at anyone, there is always an atmosphere of peace and politeness surrounding Slytherin;

Until one day, a trivial thing happened. Less than a week after school started, this happened.