HP Alternative Conquest

In the next few days, Bazel would receive several small notes from Harry Potter from time to time.It was obvious that his cheap brother wasn't going to let him stay out of it, especially after the letter said someone in Gryffindor had already cast suspicion on Professor Snape.

Bazel looked at the person who doubted Professor Snape, and his eyebrows moved. It seems that the professor's actions are really unpopular. Ron Weasley, I really want to know what your expression will be if you know the truth.Writing down the reply quickly, Bazel expressed that he would like to see his brother suspect him of evil.

"Bazel, class is about to start." The little snake who was ready looked at the chief with a smile on his lips. If they didn't know that the letter was from Harry Potter, they would have thought that the chief was chatting with that little lover.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts class, when did you become so active?" Bazel tidied up his schoolbag, and then led the little snakes to class.

Draco chuckled and said, "I heard that Professor Quirrell washed his turban today, maybe the smell can be reduced." Bazel raised his forehead, Draco, what is your pursuit, do you dare to let your father know.

Arriving at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, as expected, the smell didn't change at all, and the little snakes who were a little excited before were instantly wilted.Bazel looked at Quirrell, who was already preparing lessons on the podium, and nodded.But I was thinking about it in my heart, as if some people said that physical stuttering can be cured, but I don't know which kind Professor Quirrell belongs to.

For a subconscious voice control, Bazel's voice can be accepted when he doesn't stutter to Quirrell, but I don't know why the professor raises his voice when he stutters, and his voice is harsh.

Look, I stuttered again while talking.The quill in Bazel's hand broke suddenly, he took out his wand and clicked on it, "restore as before". Unfortunately, the ink inside could not be recovered anyway, because it had been absorbed by the parchment.

"This voice, if you don't know it, you may think it was bitten by someone." Bazel muttered subconsciously, and then his eyes flashed. If you listen carefully, Quirrell's cry really sounds like a cry of pain.

Isn't this professor possessed by a vampire?Bazel twitched his eyebrows. Seeing that Quirrell had resumed his normal lecture, he didn't care.

After class, Bazel went to Chilo to get the homework they did last weekend. Although this kind of extra homework was used to make the little snakes compromise, the effect was obvious.At least many people have found that it is more systematic to listen to it again after previewing on the weekend.

"Professor, I'm curious. When you exorcise vampires in Romania, will there really be no curse-like damage?" Bazel said, seeing Quirrell's defensive look as if he was offended, and knew that he had begged for something. No fun, apologized and turned to leave.

In the classroom, Quirrell was packing up the lesson plans tremblingly, and a long sigh came from his turban.

In the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall looked at the works handed in by Bazel and the others, nodded, and Slytheringa was very good.Now the professors dare not give Slytherin more points, especially Professor McGonagall. With Gryffindor unable to make ends meet, Slytherin's emeralds almost filled the top of the hourglass.

Two days later, an announcement gave the hardworking little snakes a chance to cheer.Bazel looked at the usually steady first graders who unconsciously began to exaggerate the facts, opened his mouth but remained silent.Suddenly a paper crane flew over the dining table, and Bazel raised his eyebrows as he looked at Harry's new trick.Open the paper crane and it says 'I heard that my father is the best Chaser, he must fly very well. PS Can we talk about it in flight class? '

Bazel began to think about whether his previous reply had given the savior some illusions. Selfishly speaking, he was not the kind of person who would change his views on a person just because he had a blood relationship, but the current situation was obviously that the savior wanted to Pull him aboard.

But looking at the previous intersection and the blood relationship that cannot be ignored, Bazel quickly wrote a reply, "As long as it's not about brooms, it's fine." '

The paper crane came back soon with a big smiling face.Bazel looked at the savior who was listening intently to the students telling about their flight experience, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.How could he expect a distorted child taught by the Snake King to accept everything happily, including the fateful Demon King.

"Ahem!" A suggestive cough came from beside him, and Bazel turned around with a smile on his face and said, "This is really too thrilling, I never thought you could escape."

The perfect expression on his face did not reveal that he was distracted just now.Cory, who was sitting across from Bazel, smiled. It was the same in every freshman class. Before flying lessons, he had a lot of conversations.

Bazel felt that this was like the fact that minors are not allowed to have a driver's license in the Muggle world. When you get your own car on the first day, the joy is incomparable.

Before the flying class, Bazel, who had changed into jeans and a school robe outside, looked at the broom tail sticking out and the thin stick, and curled his lips unconsciously.The brooms he saw in Diagon Alley were much more advanced than this one, and even if he didn't have the funds to buy the best brooms, he wouldn't use such obviously antique brooms, would he?

"This is a Hogwarts tradition. I heard that these brooms are the first batch, and they are the prototype of all the current brooms." Blaise snickered to Bazelkop.Bazel looked at the traces of history on it, well, respect history.

Gryffindor, who was coming across, didn't seem to have any objection to the broom, and he didn't know if it was intentional. Standing opposite Bazel was Harry.The two smiled awkwardly, and then saw their teacher Mrs. Hodge walking over like the wind, and kept urging, "Okay, what are you waiting for, stand beside your broom. Come on, stand on the right."

Bazel took two steps forward. To be honest, the teacher was quite impatient.Seeing that everyone was standing in their positions, Mrs. Hodge scanned the audience like a falcon, "Now, put your hand on the broom, and then start talking." Although this action was a bit silly, everyone still followed Mrs. Hodge's words. Done.

Obviously, this thing does have talent. After holding the broom, Bazel felt a breeze wash over his whole body, and the palm of his hand automatically reached the balance.Looking across the way, Harry was also enjoying this feeling.

"Very good, now, ride on, keep your feet off the ground, and push your feet hard when I count to three! Remember, no one is allowed to take off before I order it. I don't want a few firsts in this class He broke his neck the first time he took a broom." Mrs. Hodge glanced at several students who were holding a broom for the first time, including Bazel and Harry, and she didn't know how she could tell.

When Mrs. Hodge corrected everyone's movements, Harry pointed to the southwest corner of Bazel's statue, where there were two tall trees.Bazel nodded, and then asked Draco to keep a close eye on him. Draco looked at the savior on the opposite side, and his expression was not very good.

Bazel smiled and said, "Just take it as a favor for me, it has nothing to do with the savior." Draco nodded.

At this moment, Mrs. Hodge whistled, and everyone prepared immediately, "One, two, three!" As soon as the voice fell, the little snake and the little lion who were standing on the ground wobbled and took off.

When the broom left the ground, Bazel felt a flow of magic power. This ancient broom had the most sound protective magic circle on it.The discomfort as imagined does not exist, but there is a feeling of riding against the wind.Bazel gradually lifted into the air, feeling the warm autumn wind blowing on his face.

When the people below saw that Bazel had risen to the mid-air unknowingly, they were also eager to try, but soon gave up because they couldn't control the balance.Harry looked at Bazel's position, flicked the head of the broom lightly, and the obedient broom took him to the position he had just agreed upon.At this time, some people below had begun to interfere with Mrs. Hodge's attention. Except for the two who knew about it, no one knew that the two of them ran to a height that would definitely be considered dangerous by Mrs. Hodge.

Behind the dense shade, Bazel looked at the savior, "What do you want to say?"

Harry grinned, looked at his hands and said, "I remember, you were the one who saved me when I was a child." Actually, he couldn't remember the past memories, but a contact in childhood can still be deduced from the time and result.

"It can't be called rescue. If it wasn't for the induction between the twins, I wouldn't even be able to see you." Bazel sneered at the corner of his mouth. If Harry really remembered, he wouldn't have hated him for so long when he was a child.

"Bazel, you don't have to do this." Harry smiled wryly, then raised his hands to show that he was not malicious. "Bazel, you and I both know that we will not be enemies."

"Not necessarily." Bazel fell back and lay on the broom.Harry rode the broom to the top of Bazel and said, "Brother, you have your ambitions, and I have mine. Isn't such a title just right now?"

"Yeah, you are the savior, representing endless trouble." Bazel was already tempted at this time, not to mention that he already had a plan when he was sure that he and Harry were brothers, and now he just wanted to put this Plan to improve it further.

"It also represents endless resources." Harry further raised the stakes. During the half year in Mayne, in addition to basic knowledge, he learned more about survival.

"Deal" Bazel stood up, and the heads of the two brothers bumped into each other instantly.

"Yikes!" The two cried out in pain at the same time, and then laughed as they watched each other cover their foreheads.

"I believe in Professor Snape. Even though I don't like him, I believe he will not do anything bad to the students." Harry and Bazel stood side by side, lying on the broom just like he did just now.Bazel nodded, "Are you going to cooperate with the principal?"

"The headmaster is much more cooperative than Dudley." Harry's comparison made Bazel chuckle, he pulled Harry's broom and said, "Since it's cooperation, be careful with some headmasters, there's veritaserum in his drink .”

"I have a hunch that the headmaster won't do anything to me until I grow up out of control." Harry stood up, blinked, his emerald eyes valued the innocence and joy of a child of his age, and his upper and lower lips parted. "Benefits of the Savior."

"The savior can't guarantee that he won't be scolded by the flight professor. It's time to go back." With a smile on his face, Bazel pointed to Mrs. Hodge, who was already looking for someone below, and said with a serious face.

The two brothers walked around the big tree one by one, flew back from a distance, and perfectly integrated into the team just now.However, both of them are key figures in the college, so when they landed, they saw Mrs. Hodge with an angry face.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Slater, I don't want anything like vindictiveness to happen in my class. I hope you don't, right?" Mrs. Hodge saw the two little devils nodding in satisfaction, pursed her lips and smiled. "It flew pretty well just now."

Harry broke into a big smile in an instant, making the corners of Bazel's mouth twitch, who knew the nature of the savior, but he also nodded quickly.After putting away all the brooms, Mrs. Hodge strode away.

But when Bazel saw the obvious anger on both sides of Slytherin and Gryffindor, he knew that he should not simply hand things over to Draco.

"What's the matter?" Bazel stopped Draco, who was arguing with Blaise, and saw that little platinum's face was full of anger, and even his forehead was a little red. "It seems that the matter is quite serious." Bazel looked at Blaise, who had a dark face. These two friends can be regarded as the template of friends. Why are they so violent this time?

"Senior Bazel, it's like this." Hermione stepped forward and explained with a struggling face.It turned out that it was Hermione's first time riding a broom, and she didn't handle it very well. When she almost fell off, Blaise happened to be on the side, so she stopped her, but Seamus and Ron saw it from different angles and thought it was Blaise. Hermione's broom played a trick, and she couldn't help but pull the two of them apart.

Blaise, who was swayed by such an unsafe move, sarcastically said a few words, and the two sides quarreled like this, and even agreed to a duel.

When the matter was finished, Hermione was about to cry, Bazel smiled slightly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her, asking her to tidy up. "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

"Thank you senior." Hermione took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, it was really embarrassing.On the other side, Blaise also felt very embarrassed when he saw the client who had done bad things with good intentions crying to the chief. He stepped forward to explain, but he saw that Bazel had already shifted his attention to the two people over there.

Bazel looked at the angry faces of Ron and Seamus, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Which one of you agreed to a duel?"

"It's me! Seamus is my deputy." Ron strode forward, glared at Bazel, and then said to Blaise behind him, "And you! Have you chosen your deputy?"

Bazel raised his eyebrows, and motioned back, "I don't know if I'm qualified to be the deputy?" Blaise was taken aback, but he didn't expect that Bazel didn't object, and even took the initiative to participate.Bazel looked at Blaise and grinned, "Or would you rather find Draco?"

Blaise immediately shook his head, and then a cold snort came from beside him, and Xiaobo turned and left.Pansy on one side twirled his fingers, indicating that the two must explain it to Draco.Bazel and Blaise looked at each other with wry smiles. Although their goals were different, they all had one thing in common, which was to prevent Malfoy from getting involved.Blaise was thinking about his friends, while Bazel wanted not to make a big fuss, since he just had a quarrel with the principal, he wouldn't want to involve Malfoy in such a trivial matter.

"In that case." Bazel looked at Ron with a smile and said, "How about you decide the location and let us decide the time?"

Subconsciously, Ron decided not to agree with the other party's trick, and raised his voice, "We decide the time, and you choose the location."

Bazel shrugged, no problem.Then he looked back at Blaise, as the deputy, of course Blaise had to choose this location.

"The old Transfiguration classroom on the third floor, no one will be there." Blaise thought for a while, and found a place far away from Professor McGonagall's office.

As for the time, Ron and Seamus winked and said, "Twelve midnight!" As soon as the time came out, even Blaise immediately nodded in agreement with a little excitement.Bazel's head twitched. Do you think this time is cool?

The author has something to say: After this, it will be a new write-yes, the deposit is over. . .