HP Alternative Conquest

He successfully turned the match into a needle, and then back again. The movements in his hands were specious. After Professor McGonagall rewarded Hermione with five points, some people on the Slytherin side succeeded intermittently.Bazel looked behind, and the rest of the first-year students nodded to indicate that the course was over.Bazel lit the match on the table with his wand, and felt the fluctuation and deformation of the power in his body. What is the principle behind this?Bazel tried to slowly output magic power to deform the match, wanting to perceive the change, but before he could act, he was blocked by Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Slater, never try to change a subject before you have thoroughly mastered it, especially Transfiguration." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, silently expressing her rigor and dissatisfaction.Bazel nodded with a smile, then turned the match into a silver needle.

After Professor McGonagall walked away, Bazel breathed a sigh of relief. Could the professor be able to perceive the magic fluctuations of all the students in the classroom?Or, Bazel looked at the clumsy people around him, could it be that his suspicion is true?It shouldn't be so unlucky, right?

After the Transfiguration class, Bazel was basically sure that his unwise actions just now made him be targeted.Under the strict defense of Professor McGonagall, Bazel completed all the exercises without a single failure. He had practiced this kind of small transformation, but it also exposed a little bit about his control.Not at all like a first year, or a first year raised in a Muggle family.

Bazel took the first grade out of the classroom, and saw two sixth grade seniors waiting at the door. The little snakes who knew that the sixth grade still had classes expressed surprise.But no one asked much. A group of little snakes followed the two of them. The route was different from when they came, which confirmed Bazel's guess again. They should be familiar with all the routes in the shortest possible time, especially returning Route to the common room.

The two seniors who sent everyone back to the lounge turned and left after confirming that everyone was present. Before leaving, they said, "It's best to wait until the fourth grade comes back before going to the lobby for dinner. If you don't want to go to the lobby, you can ask your roommate to help pack it."

There were only first graders in the common room. Bazel looked at everyone's status and said, "Do your homework first." A few little snakes who were going to wander around Hogwarts before noon took a breather. Fortunately, McGonagall The first assignment left by the professor was not too long, and some basic freshmen finished it all before lunch, even Crabbe and Gore.

Therefore, when the fourth graders returned to the lounge, what they saw was a bunch of freshmen who got together to correct their mistakes. "Wow, this year's freshmen are really exciting." The fourth grade chief Albert said in a relaxed tone. To be honest, he is already ready to catch people all over the school.

"Maybe it's because this year's chief is extra tough." Raphael's serious comment behind him received the approval of the remaining fourth graders.

Albert raised his eyebrows, expressing a silent protest, who is the chief!

The movement at the door finally attracted the attention of the first graders. Bazel looked up and saw the senior who was observing them, and raised his hand to indicate that he would be ready soon.

After correcting the last two grammatical errors in the thesis, all the freshmen finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the seniors in the fourth grade like a savior, the resentment in Blaise's eyes can almost be substantiated.Bazel is simply scarier than the professor.

With one assignment, Bazel showed the little snakes what it means to be meticulous. After all, he was a professor in his previous life.

Albert, who was looked at by his juniors for the first time, instantly felt that his image had grown taller, and subconsciously smiled and said, "Let's go, take you to the hall."

Not to mention it's okay, the freshmen who had just done a mental work suddenly felt hungry, and nodded one after another.Bazel touched his nose, put away the homework, and led everyone out.Of course, there is another way.

After the herbal medicine class in the afternoon, Bazel looked at the mud on his hands, and repeated the same trick, washing his hands with clean water. After his hands were clean, Bazel noticed that the first graders around him looked at him as if he had seen a ghost. he.

"What's the matter?" Bazel subconsciously wanted to wipe the places he might have touched just now. Could it be that some mud splashed on his face?

"Wandless and silent, Bazel, you really don't look like you grew up in a Muggle family." Draco smiled, but the expression on his face clearly showed stiffness. Even he can't guarantee the success of the cast.Blaise also looked at his hands. Without his wand, he must not be able to cast magic other than Magic Riot.

"Actually, I did grow up in a Muggle family." Bazel smiled, waiting for his hands to dry naturally, maybe he could bring a handkerchief with him next time?

"Sometimes you can't do it not because of your ability, but because of your knowledge and understanding." Bazel looked around and cast "clear water like a spring" again on the nursery just now. There is a clear distance between the can and the palm.

Bazel pointed to the wet nursery and said, "The role of wands and spells is to increase magic effects and stabilize magic power, so wands and spells are necessary for little wizards, but it doesn't mean that you can't cast them without these two. It's just that you know all too well about the difficulty of being wandless and silent, so you've turned this into a psychological barrier. It's like when we first hear about Voldemort, we don't think it's scary at all, but once they know what Voldemort does, they can't help it Let everyone call him Mysterious Man."

Looking at the pale faces of the two, Bazel covered his mouth, "I apologize. I shouldn't use this as a metaphor."

Draco shook his head, his eyes were a little dull and said, "They don't know, so they don't say it, but you know, where did you know?"

Uh, Bazel subconsciously wanted to say from the fugitive Blake, but what he said was "books. The books I read are not just textbooks. And I met Dumbledore last year." Push the matter to Dumbledore, anyway, they will not interrogate the old headmaster.

"Last year?" Draco's eyebrows twitched, and when he wanted to continue asking, he saw the Hufflepuff students on the other side preparing to leave, so he shut his mouth and mouthed to Bazel before going back.

"Hey, Bazel!" Neville came out of the Hufflepuff team and greeted Bazel and the others generously. The companions behind him smiled friendly and did not step forward.

"Neville." Bazel smiled, this little doll is quite happy, but Neville looks really good at herbalism, and earned five points for Hufflepuff today.Given his flawless handling and tidy countertop.

"On the first day of class, I can't believe that I can add to the academy..." Neville stopped abruptly after speaking halfway, and his face became dull in an instant.Bazel turned around following Neville's line of sight, and saw his dean dressed in black.He couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of air, wondering if it was his illusion, why did he feel that Professor Snape was not very happy?

"Dean!" All the little snakes saluted politely, and the little badgers who already knew the name of the snake king disappeared, including Neville who was dragged away.

"Mr. Slater, the principal invites you to come over." Snape said, then looked at the first grade and said, "Everyone follow Malfoy back." The two seniors waiting at the door of the first greenhouse froze for a moment, and then cooperated Pretend to be transparent.The first-year snake nodded and followed Draco to leave quickly.

"Professor, may I know what the headmaster wants me to do?" Bazel felt a twist in his heart. It's the first day of school, Mr. Dumbledore, you are really not tired.

"Yes, the headmaster asked you to discuss about the breeding of phoenixes." Snape's mouth curled up into a mocking smile, and he strode forward. It is not small.

The corners of Bazel's eyes twitched, and he knew it was not, but obviously the dean didn't know either.Bazel followed two steps forward, secretly sighing that he was not tall enough.

Following the windy professor to a stone owl sculpture, Bazel adjusted his breathing, and then heard a password that he absolutely could not have imagined.

“Iced Lemon Honey Tea”

To be honest, it was an inexplicable sense of joy to say the name of the dessert from the mouth of the dark snake king, or to say it in a tone of gnashing of teeth.Bazel suppressed the corner of his mouth that wanted to smile, and turned his attention to the spiraling statue.

Along the revolving steps, Bazel was honored to visit the principal's office on the first day of school.A conical roof with portraits of past principals hanging on it, but no portraits of the four founders. Surrounded by comfortable sofas and seats, there is an obvious smell of aromatherapy in the air, which has the effect of concentrating on driving away evil.The bookshelf, which occupies half of the wall, is filled with various tomes, old or new.

Turning around, Dumbledore sat behind a large table covered with small silver ornaments. The white patent leather and animal foot table corners had a distinct Baroque style.The Sorting Hat was placed on a stool, looking less energetic than when school started yesterday, but not much cleaner than yesterday.A sword hung high on the wall was chilling. The obvious knight sword style and the ruby ​​decoration on the handle made Bazel sure that this sword would not belong to Slytherin.That would have to be another male founder, Gryffindor.

"Hello, Mr. Principal." Bazel stepped forward and bowed with standard etiquette.Dumbledore smiled and said, "Hello, Bazel, please sit down, would you like a cup of honey tea?"

Bazel didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Dumbledore's gourd, so he followed his words and received "That would be great, sir." Seeing Bazel being so easy-going, Dumbledore's tone was obviously brighter, and he took Holding another glass of thick amber liquid, he invited Professor Snape, "Severus, would you like a glass?"

"I'm assuming that I didn't bring students from our academy to you to see you poison your professor's teeth." Snape's tone could be called soft, but Bazel could hear the cold sweat all over his body.Apparently the professor has been in a state of low pressure since he entered this office.Picking up the cup in his hand, he took a sip, the bitter sweet taste made Bazel feel his gums ache.

Bazel himself already had a sweet tooth, and was even educated by Mrs. Slater because of this when he was a child, but he didn't expect that there was a sweeter lover here than him.Bazel's facial features twitched, he barely swallowed the honey in his mouth, then put the cup back, vowing not to touch it again before he left.

"Well, ahem, Mr. Principal is looking for me, what's the matter?" The sweet taste seemed to stick to his throat, and Bazel coughed lightly twice to get rid of the itchy feeling.

"Call me Professor Dumbledore, I think Bazel should remember our previous meeting." Dumbledore smiled, his sea-blue eyes flickering behind the half-moon-shaped lenses.After leaving last year, he deliberately investigated Bazel, but the information he got was limited to what everyone knew, for example, he was extremely smart and most importantly, he was not the biological child of the Slater family.

"Of course, it's not just me, my parents are also impressed by the professor." Bazel nodded approvingly. It's rare for his mother to worry about him for so long.

"Speaking of your parents, has Bazel ever thought about finding his biological parents?" Dumbledore picked out a peach-flavored one from the candy box on the table, put it in his mouth, and continued, "As we all know, Stanley Leitlin College only accepts pure-blooded children, maybe finding your biological parents will help you in your college life?"

"Birth parents?" Bazel's eyes suddenly became dangerous, and his aura suddenly changed. The magic pressure increased at that moment almost made Snape pull out his wand.Bazel's purple pupils stared at Dumbledore, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, "Find the couple who abandoned me? Why? Ask them why they abandoned me? Or is it because I was born in black?" When the devil disappeared, why did you lose the child in the Muggle world because of some unavoidable excuse of war?"

After finishing speaking, Bazel turned around and glared at Snape who was on guard, the sneer at the corner of his mouth turned into sarcasm.The vigilance in his eyes was obvious, and before Dumbledore could speak, Bazel continued, "Mr. Dumbledore obviously knows something if he can ask such a question? What do you know? Do you mind sharing it with me?" for a while?"

It was the first time that Dumbledore saw someone not answering questions under the influence of Veritaserum, but the way he looked at Bazel was obviously controlled by Veritaserum. Why?Dumbledore couldn't ask Snape, but the effect was really beyond his expectation.

In fact, if Dumbledore had ever worked in a classified unit, he would know that this is a basic training. Although the current Bazel does not have biological resistance in terms of physical fitness, in terms of mental response, Bazel Subconsciously, Zell would not choose a normal response to a forced confession.

Fortunately, Dumbledore is not a professional torturer, otherwise Bazel might not have been calculated when he was in a trance.

"Bazel, don't get excited." Dumbledore looked at Snape with sparkling eyes, expressing his intention to ask for help.

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