HP Alternative Conquest

Bazel could already imagine what Professor Snape would have looked like if he caught two of his students gesticulating with each other with wands in an abandoned classroom with the Gryffindor lion.

However, since the other party readily agreed to the location, Bazel would not say anything.Turning around, Bazel greeted the first graders to go back, lunch time.

At this time, in the principal's office, Dumbledore picked up a piece of honey candy with a smile. From the window of the principal's office, Dumbledore saw the whole process of meeting Harry and Bazel.Sure enough, the charm of family is the most irresistible, second only to love.

Seeing the performance of the two brothers after they went back, Dumbledore believed for the third time that Bazel must be Harry's help, as long as this child is really the destroyer.Thinking of the black phoenix, Dumbledore's eyes gradually became serious, hoping that Bazel would not follow the old path of his predecessors.

Perhaps in some people's eyes, Hogwarts' school rules are just a decoration, Bazel looked at the stopped lion cub and winked.Harry smiled ingratiatingly, then stepped aside.

There was a lot of dust in the empty classroom, and a few people felt a little choked when they stepped in.Ron and Blaise, who were the main battlers, walked to the middle of the classroom, saluted in a proper manner, and were ready to start.However, Bazel was a little curious, did the notoriously poor Weasley family also retain these educations?

"Disarm you!" With a simple disarming spell, Blaise looked at the dazed Ron, shook his head, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.What does it mean for a wizard to lose his wand?lose.Bazel smiled, "Weasley, you can go down now. By the way, your wand." Levitating, the wand flew back to Ron's hand.

As the deputy, Seamo secretly swallowed, stood up again, and saluted.Blaise smiled, "All petrified."

Maintaining the posture of casting a spell, Seamus was petrified, and Bazel blocked the angry Weasley with an iron armor, and then gave Harry a wink. Now is a good opportunity to win people's hearts.Harry lowered his head slightly, and coughed twice, "The spell stops immediately." Seamus recovered instantly, looked at Harry with surprise on his face, opened his mouth wide and was about to speak, when Harry shook his head covertly, and shut his mouth immediately. .

"I think the winner has already been decided." Bazel leaned aside, looked lazily at the people in the classroom, and with a wave of his wand, removed the Iron Armor Curse that was still working in the air. "It seems like I'm useless."

Harry rubbed his nose and grabbed Ron, who was going crazy with Bazel's anger.At the same time, the classroom door was knocked open with a bang.Several people in the classroom were excited for real or not, Bazel looked at the screaming ghost outside the door, his eyebrows twitched, "Mr. Barrow!"

Barrow, who was hidden on one side, appeared, and Peeves disappeared instantly.

Blaise bit his tongue, "When did you invite Barrow?" Bazel touched his chin, "When I decided to participate. Well, hurry back now. Especially you!" Although he didn't look In Harry's direction, but knowing who Basil was talking about, the lion cub shrank his neck and nodded.

However, things were obviously not as simple as Bazel imagined. When he saw a group of people running wildly on the way, he was even more sure that the profession of savior was not suitable for living beside humans.

"Merlin!" Blaise was bumped into by Ron, clutching his arm and said, "Why, do you mean that the loser consciously wins a side of the academy? I can..."

"Misunderstanding, I didn't know the stairs would come this way. Bazel, you would never have guessed what we saw just now!" Harry said to Bazel, panting but couldn't hide his excitement.

"Three-headed dog!"

"What excites you about the three-headed dog." Bazel glared at Harry, and when he was about to say something, the bloody Barrow appeared again, "Filch is here."

"Let's go." Bazel led the four of them to the other side of the corridor, and then led them downstairs.

"We live in the tower." Ron subconsciously said, and then saw Bazel turn to look at him.

"Did I ask you to follow?" Bazel chuckled, and below them, Mrs. Norris appeared at the end of the stairs, with a pair of golden eyes staring at the few midnight strollers parked on the stairs. The kid grinned, as if laughing.

Bazel blinked, and stretched his hand back to Blaise, "Where's the candy in your pocket, take it out."

"What are you going to do?" Blaise took out a few candies, and found that the candies turned into little mice in Bazel's hands, "!!!"

"Are you afraid of mice?" Bazel smiled, "The mice used in experiments are generally sterile, so don't worry."

Blaise watched Mrs. Norris being taken away by those little white mice, and regained consciousness, "Let's go, Chief."

The sound of Filch's footsteps came, and Bazel ran down with a few people, and then went directly to the auditorium.

"Uh... why are you here?" Harry looked at Bazel.Bazel shrugged, "The road is familiar." Merlin knew how many detours they had been led by the seniors during this period of time in order to clearly understand the way from various places to the auditorium.

"Okay, it's easy to go back here, be careful, it's our dean who inspects the Gryffindor tower today." Bazel looked at the three lions kindly, turned around and disappeared with Blaise.

"Bazel, do you know what you just became?" Blaise burrowed into the common room, and then couldn't hold back his words all the way. "The conversion between objects and life forms is something that advanced metamorphosis requires at least the fifth grader to learn."

"Are you only in the fifth grade?" Bazel pouted, not very satisfied with the answer.Blaise gritted his teeth, and when he was about to speak, a ghost appeared beside him.

"Go back to sleep." Baro turned his head, and the two little snakes stood at attention and nodded. "Bazel, wait a minute."

Bazel looked at Barrow, "Mr. Barrow?"

"Bazel, your soul will affect your life." Baro's lifeless eyes stared at Bazel, as if he was looking at his soul through him.

Bazel blinked, "Everyone who loses their soul will die."

"Really?" Barrow responded, turned around and disappeared from the wall.

Bazel shook his head with a smile, and returned to his dormitory. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and he needed to rest.

In the dream, Bazel looked at a three-headed dog licking ice cream, eating steak, and sleeping, "Want some juice?"

The three-headed dog let out a clear cry, which was the voice of the phoenix, "Alger!" Bazel woke up startled, saw the enlarged version of the phoenix head in front of him, and slapped it away.

"I dreamed that you turned into a three-headed dog." Bazel looked at the time, probably because the alarm clock didn't wake him up, and it seems that he should stay up late less in the future.Alger yelled in protest, indicating that he only had one head, and then handed the letter in his paw to Bazel.

"Huh?" Bazel rubbed his hair, "Where's the guy who delivered the letter?"

"Hic!" Argel let out a burp similar to a chicken crowing, and then disappeared.The corner of Bazel's mouth twitched, "Alger!!"

A voice came from a box in the corner, Bazel opened the box, and the falcon, who was so stuffy that he was about to faint, fell out with his head, and was held in Bazel's hands.There's no way, Alger can't see those who are more arrogant than him.

Putting the falcon aside, he was much luckier than the golden eagle before.

Bazel opened the letter, and unexpectedly, it contained Mr. Malfoy's apology for his rash actions.Things have happened, what's the use of apologizing, Bazel looked at the above text, the corner of his mouth curled up, he understood that Malfoy cared about the savior, after all, everyone in the wizarding world cared about the savior, but Malfoy's identity was different after all , so it's normal to use side-kicks.

But he apologized for this matter, Bazel looked carefully at the following words, and sure enough, he knew that this master would not be so simple.

Bazel stretched out his hand to beckon Alger to come over, "Do I look like an idiot?"

Alger tilted his head, thinking that Bazel was talking about what happened just now, so he didn't dare to look at him.Bazel smiled, tore off the second half of the letter, and wrote on the back, "Mr. Malfoy's handwriting is very beautiful. If you are interested in writing a book in the future, please send me a manuscript."bazel. '

"Go." Bazel let Alger go, then whistled at the falcon that got into the box consciously, and took it outside.

"Huh? This belongs to my father." When Draco got up, he saw the falcon eating on Bazel's arm and recognized it at a glance.

"Yeah, I was scared by being locked in the shoe cabinet by Alger." Bazel handed the falcon to Draco, "Put it in your place and send it back, I'm afraid there will be another accident on the way."

Shoe closet, fright, support, accident?Draco touched the falcon, which was paralyzed in his arms and curled its head. This was raised by his father at a huge price. How could he be willing to send it out if he loved it so much?

Blaise looked at the things Bazel used to feed, "Hey, chief, falcons eat tortillas!?"

"Nini said this is the only one now." Bazel said doubtfully, "Alger eats too."

Draco's eyes widened. "It only eats freshly weaned veal."

"Is it better than Alger?" Bazel blinked, "I thought it was pretty good."

Draco looked at his aggrieved falcon, the corner of his mouth raised suspiciously, "I must tell Dad." Tell Dad that this guy has another thing to eat.

"Okay, we're going to have breakfast." Bazel clapped his hands, and the tray and milk on the table disappeared.

In the evening, Falcon returned to Malfoy's mansion accompanied by Draco's owl, Racha. Master Malfoy, who had just been satirized by Bazel, saw Falcon's new recipe, and asked the servant to bring a plate of corn in doubt. After that, the little guy who had been sleepy stood up for a while. Before Lucius had time to be surprised, the falcon launched a suicide attack on the corn cake in front of him, until all the corn cakes in front of him were torn into pieces the size of rice grains. Only then did he fly proudly to the railing on the third floor, and he couldn't come down no matter how much Lucius yelled.

And judging from the size of the fragments, the little guy was so strong that he didn't eat a single bite.

I wrote a text message back to my son, asking him to listen to the class well, and then went to take a bath. The little guy just hit the cornmeal on his hair.

Draco, who received a one-sentence reply from his father, looked at the letter paper in his hand, searched it over and over again, but couldn't find the hidden instructions, and listen to the class carefully?Father, don't you think you need to explain why you write more frequently to our chief than to your son and me?

If Draco knew that his father's gentle proposal at the end of the apology letter was ridiculed by Bazel as whimsical, he would probably understand why his father was in a bad mood now.Of course, our calm, generous and not at all narrow-minded Malfoy Master won't be offended by a mild sarcasm, he's just in a hurry to take a shower, well, that's it.

Three days later, Bazel looked at the buzzard that entered through the broken window and was instantly burned off by Alger, picked up Alger's wings and looked at it seriously: "Where did you get such a temper? Huh?"

The little snakes who were doing their homework next to them saw that their chief was carrying a phoenix like a hen, and beside him was holding an unknown creature like a roast chicken, and they chose to close their eyes tacitly.Draco also didn't recognize the flickering bird of prey as one of his family's flying emissaries.

"Go ahead." Today's first graders in the Charms class were collectively punished, not because they mispronounced the spell, but because everyone was secretly trying to be wandless - because their chief was pointing at a small piece of wood to cut, restore, and then distracted .

When Bazel came back from the fugue, Ravenclaw next door gave him sympathetic eyes, and under the white smoke in front of him was Professor Flitwick's smoldering head.

"professor--"

"I told you in the first class! You must be absolutely serious and respectful of spells. Every character and every movement is driven by magic power. I have repeatedly stated it every time... ..." Professor Fei Liwei stood on the podium, using his body, rich language and a few spells to express what it means to be outraged.In one class, Slytherin collectively deducted 75 points, which is the record of class deductions except for large-scale violations of school rules.Compared with Slytherin's large-scale bonus in the first week of school, this heavy hammer woke Slytherin up.

The whole first grade is punished by itself, fifteen-inch papers, each person discusses the understanding of spells from an angle, and Bazel, Draco, and Pansy will tutor the selected angle.Bazel said that although the difficulty is not high, the amount still satisfies Professor Fei Liwei.

Then Bazel was bombarded by the chief and dean of the college in turn. All the first graders were worried that Bazel would turn around and bombard them, but no, Bazel first made a self-examination, and then spent about 15 minutes Get your papers done and start supervising them.

Draco felt somewhat in his heart that this matter was not over yet, and Bazel would only get mad when their papers were handed in.

But at this time, Bazel was holding Alger, and was interrogating whether it was the hair that was not smooth, and whether he should pull it out.

"It's - my father's letter?" Draco smelled the usual pine and cypress scent in his house. His father liked to use this to smell the letter paper, and it was the thickest kind.

Bazel nodded, opened it and looked at it, and found that the master wrote one thing from four different angles in the letter. What I said was not a joke, nor was it whimsical, but I really wanted to ask you for help.

Judging by the way this is written, everything that happened at Hogwarts should be under the master's control, so why ask him to help take care of his son?What's more, is this a request after his apology?Judging from his current status, he seems to be more dangerous than Draco, right?

However, looking at the sentence patterns used by Malfoy, Bazel always felt that this twisted master was not such an idiot.Bazel looked at the letter paper, flipped through it, and found that what he thought was the pattern on the letter paper was a small paper crane.

Another angle?Or—think the other way around?Bazel blinked, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He suddenly felt that this master would become a good friend with his grandfather.

Draco peeked at Bazel, Merlin's hair that hadn't been washed in ten years, what kind of friendship they had.

"Draco, are you finished?" Bazel removed one eye from the letter paper and looked at Draco. Since he was asked to help, he just returned to his old business.

"Well." Draco looked at the length of his thesis, enough, "At the end." How did this feeling of looking at the professor appear.

On the other side, in Malfoy's house, Lucius looked at his friend who came over, "Actually, it's not that I'm helping you, I'm also quite optimistic about that kid."

"You don't want to train Draco anymore?" Snape looked at his friend, it would be strange if Bazel could understand.Are you helping or not—

"Draco should take it easy for two years, he needs a normal childhood." Lucius smiled, "Besides, Bazel will understand, he is smarter than you think."