HP Alternative Conquest

Muggles, two Muggles, three - no that's Slytherin, Slytherin walking with two Muggles!Wait, that Slytherin seems to be that Muggle-born Slater.You really didn't under-pronounce it?No, it was Slater.

Bazel brought the two of them to the auditorium. It was still breakfast time, and all the teachers were in the teacher's seat, including Professor Snape who had just appeared.

Mycroft glanced at the teacher's bench as he walked to Gryffindor, and the perfect smile on his face fooled 80.00% of the professors.

"Potter," Bazel called from the Gryffindor table.Harry hesitated for a moment, stood up, and Ron followed him very naturally. Hermione couldn't hold back, so she had to follow.

"Are you also surnamed Potter?" Bazel glanced at the two people who followed, and said a word with his thin lips: "Go back." Hermione immediately turned around, and she could more or less guess the title of the book Bazel asked for. Who is it for.Ron looked at Bazel, "What are you going to do to Harry?"

"If you dare stand in front of me, I'll let you follow." Bazel raised an eyebrow, and then saw Ron take a huge stride in front of him, hit his head on his chin and fall backwards.

"Ron." Harry immediately helped Ron up, then looked at Bazel who was rubbing his chin, and said silently, "Are you all right?" '

Bazel shook his head, and introduced to Harry sideways: "Mr. Holmes, he is a guest invited by my father." He is the one who catches mice for you.

"Hello, sir." Harry nodded.Bazel said to Mycroft again: "This is Harry Potter. The one who just stood up is Ron Weasley, Potter's friend."

"Hmm. Nice to meet you, two little gentlemen." Mycroft blinked, his eyes lingering on Ron's obviously revised school uniform and the paw prints on his shoes, and then looked at him more interested Potter, the savior, the younger brother of his friend's adopted son, and a suspicious kid.

"Very good. I think everyone will know the result at night. Now, Barr, you go to class with your classmates first, and I will walk around the school with Ogg." The umbrella in McCoff's hand nodded. ground, turned to Bazel and smiled.

"Okay, if there is any danger, you can tell the portraits on the wall. They are very kind, and our administrator, Mr. Filch, will also selflessly provide help. Although he has a bad temper, he is indeed a good person." Bazel glanced at Filch, who was watching the two unexpected visitors from behind the door, and it was not difficult at all to compliment him against his will.Although Filch hadn't pissed him off, the administrator's temper always reminded him of the idiot who used to live in his head.

"Very well, maybe we will transfer to your classroom." Mr. Slater looked at Bazel expectantly, showing great interest.Bazel pursed his lips, smiled, turned around stiffly and led the two of them to Hufflepuff's dining table, found Neville, and asked his father and Mycroft to add a seat at Hufflepuff.Most of the little badgers came from Muggle families, and they showed complete acceptance and affection for the two adults.

This is what Mr. Slater agreed with Dumbledore when he wrote the letter, starting with the students.Although Dumbledore did not understand why the other party confirmed that Peter was at Hogwarts based on only a few books and recounted stories, but the other party could see his own experience from a few letters, so that Dumbledore could not say anything, He was really a little afraid that Holmes would bring Aberforth to Hogwarts.He believed that Mr. Slater would have no more difficulty convincing Aberforth than convincing himself.

At noon, the two who had already transferred to Hogsmeade, with Filch's full-time company, inquired about Hogwarts' affairs over the years. At the Slytherin dining table, Draco looked at Bazel , "Where's your father?"

"Alger sent word back that they had dinner at the Three Broomsticks, and they will be back later in the afternoon. He wants to talk about cooperation with Mrs. Rosmerta." Bazel was cutting the chicken on the plate slowly, but he took another step ahead .

"Cooperation?" Draco looked at Bazel in surprise, "You mean, cooperation?"

"Yes." Bazel put down his knife and fork, and looked at Draco with a smile, "He wants Madame Rosmerta's brewing recipe."

"I wish you success." Draco continued to eat, why did he feel that Bazel's tone just now was normal and abnormal?The weird feeling, is it because today is Halloween?

Not far away, Ravenclaw whispered, since Bazel became the head of the first year, Slytherin seems to be more and more accepting of Muggles.

At night, the two people wandering back from the outside looked at the oversized pumpkins and bats in the auditorium. Mr. Slater's eyes flashed with different styles of money symbols, while Mycroft looked at those talented little wizards, the corners of his mouth curled up. A happy smile.

Bazel was dressed up as the Night Stalker - Alger contributed a bunch of patterned feathers that he didn't know when he took it off, and a fluff he bit off from under his stomach that was very distressing, and burned the feathers became a cloak.Bazel suddenly felt that it had already thought about it.

Once the cloak was wrapped around, Pansy, the Slytherin costume inspector, let him go, and there was nothing else to do.Draco, on the other hand, kept him in order not to remove the gel, insisting that he was a vampire.

Bazel stood beside his father, "Dad, what you promised is night."

"Don't worry, I found out more than ten hours ago." Mr. Slater touched his son's head, and then saw the black and shiny black cloak on his back, with mysterious patterns, streamers on the edges of the pattern, and warm tentacles Soft. Soft, as if touching a layer of feathers.

So what have you been doing for these ten hours?The corner of Bazel's mouth twitched, and he nodded with a smile: "Uncle McCoff, what about you?"

"The harvest is not small." Mycroft held the umbrella in his hand, "Your plan can be acted at any time, and it will not interfere with me."

Bazel smiled, "I'm very relieved about this." By the way, don't you really think about becoming a fortune-teller in the magic world?Where did he show off his feet?

Just as he was thinking here, a puff of white smoke began to rise from the Gryffindor team, and he saw the white smoke flying to the teacher's bench along a line above everyone's heads.Bazel looked at the surprised Harry, turned and quickly returned to Slytherin.Mycroft looked at the smoke drifting over, turned to Mr. Slater and said, "Never underestimate people in the laboratory, this is the truth."

Mr. Slater watched the scene in front of him, pursed his lips and did not speak.Smoke enveloped the teacher's bench, Bazel put on windproof glasses when the teacher's bench was in a daze, tapped his magic wand, and put a hat on everyone's head.

"Never trust inexperienced collaborators." Mr. Slater squinted.

Harry was too early to start. "Merlin!" A cloud of blood appeared on the teacher's bench. Bazel, who was mixed in the smoke and dust, watched the strange gas coming straight towards him and subconsciously blocked it with his cloak. The gas let out a howl like a ghost, and then disappeared.Bazel looked at the ashes of the outline of a human face on the cloak, feeling lingering fear, but in the next second, Bazel began to regret why he didn't use the cloak to cover that thing, it was a mistake.

"Ah!" A scream came from Harry's side, Bazel couldn't help himself, "Alger! Burn him to death!"

A wall-like black flame appeared around Harry, and instantly became a ball, suspended in mid-air.Alger flew upside down with his wings upside down, and new flames kept appearing from his mouth. The phoenix's cry appeared in the lobby, and Fox came to help.

The flapping of the two big phoenixes raised the temperature in the auditorium until the inside of the black ball was silent, and after no more protrusions, Alger spun and flew to Bazel's shoulder, and then fell into his arms.

The two adults who were chatting at the door looked at the scene in front of them, and their eyes showed horror involuntarily.Mr. Slater took the lead and walked in front of his son within half a minute. Bazel's height of nearly 1.6 meters was hugged by his father.

"Father, Alger is going to suffocate." Thanks to Bazel, he still remembered the phoenix that had done a great job, and when Mr. Slater let go of him, there was a scream from the Gryffindor table.It turned out that the moment just now made Harry faint. When Alger returned, Fox was weeping tears on Harry's eyelids, and after the tears were absorbed, Harry woke up.

Bazel put the unconscious Alger in his father's hands, turned around and nodded to the Slytherins who had already stood in defensive formation, and all the Slytherins immediately retreated to the back of the auditorium.And Bazel ran to Gryffindor when Dumbledore stood up, looked at Harry who had just woken up, "Are you okay?"

Seeing Harry's red eyes, Bazel blinked, "It seems that you have also returned to your ancestors."

Harry smiled silently, and grabbed Bazel's arm, "Brother." The moment the thing attacked, Harry saw the green light in his memory, the brother with purple eyes, and the man who ordered Alger just now. Those eyes overlap.

"Okay, I think you can still recover." Bazel thought that the little bastard was frightened, so he hugged him and rubbed the curly hair on the back of Harry's head, "It's just to scare you."

When he found out that Harry was attacked just now, Bazel's subconscious order had already betrayed him.The first blood relative after reincarnation, and with a good IQ, there is still room for growth, and it still meets Bazel's criteria for choosing a relative.

On the teacher's table, Quirrell's body had been removed. Dumbledore looked at Bazel, who was comforting Harry, and stroked his beard, "The prefects and the chairmen of the male and female student unions, immediately take the students of all grades back to the dormitory , the deans lead the team."

After giving the order, Dumbledore looked at the two Muggle guests who stayed in the venue with great interest, and the students staying beside Brother Harry, his eyes flickered.

The author has something to say: I know everyone is looking forward to Mai Ge's performance, let's go through the plot first~ ok~

Xiaoba knew that there was a problem with Quirrell, and the problem was in the hood, so he intended to let the professors do it. He didn't know that the back of Quirrell's head was a conscious main soul, and he thought it was something similar to black magic or soul magic. , Quirrell was abandoned by his master.After Quirrell accepted Bazel as his assistant, he was afraid of the black phoenix beside him, but in order to make sure that Quirrell would attend the banquet, Bazel didn't give him a chance to release the giant monster, so the giant monster was me. .

The cloak was Alger's gift to Bazel, and it was singed because it didn't conform to the Phoenix's aesthetics and affected the decision of the Phoenix, and dared to be arrogant in front of the Phoenix-burned.

In addition, do you have a suitable black defense professor candidate?If you don't have me, let the big platinum go~