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After the school-opening banquet, Moriarty looked back at Wilton's back three times a step at a time, complaining for the umpteenth time why Gryffindor couldn't live in the Slytherin dormitory.Wilton followed the Slytherin second-year team back to the cellar, and after the first-year chief selection ended, Wilton took half a step, "In view of some small personal matters, I'm afraid I need a senior to help Witness to ensure absolute fairness between me and the gentlemen." Then he turned to the chief of the second grade, "It's just that there are some things that need to be resolved in private."

According to Slytherin's unspoken rules, private fighting is prohibited in the academy.Although this rule basically does not exist for many little snakes, after all, another unspoken rule of Slytherin is that not being caught means not fouling, but this does not mean that duels in public are allowed of.

Therefore, the "witness" came into being. With enough convincing strength and reputation, a suitable witness means that what the little snakes will do is only a challenge, not a duel. Challenges with guards are of course allowed. .

"The candidate you proposed." The chief of the second grade glanced at Wilton and nodded clearly. In fact, it is not uncommon for someone to provoke him. He also knew that there might be other people standing behind those people. The victory or defeat of Doug in the past will greatly affect the attitude of many people towards him.

"Prefect Lucius Malfoy." Wilton was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry I don't know too much, but I believe in the strength of Prefect Malfoy." It's a bit abrupt, but the little snakes around will understand after thinking about it - for this former Doug, he spent most of his first year with the half-breed and Gryffin who only had better grades in Potions class. It was impossible to expect him to know anything about the powerful little snakes in Slytherin.But obviously, even if Wilton doesn't understand, the title of Slytherin's prefect is already very telling.

Lucius didn't speak. The minibus he was half-lifting drew a half-arc in the flames, and then he waved his wand, and a silver "belt" appeared in the center of the common room, "I, Lucius S. Malfoy volunteered to be a witness, may I ask whether you choose to make your dispute public or confidential." In fact, public or confidential is just a formality, and those who want to know the specific situation will always have their own way.

"Open, thank you for your help." Wilton performed a standard aristocratic salute, which made many people around him look better. Mixed blood is much stronger.

Almost all the senior Slytherins left, and most of the remaining students were second-year students. Among a group of 12-year-old children, Lucius stood out from the crowd, "Gentlemen, let's go."

As soon as Lucius' words fell, a white light accompanied by "Expelliarmus" was thrown from Wilton's wand towards a young wizard in the arena. After taking a few steps back, the wand was just about to move in his hand, whether it was knocked into the air or not.However, because of his avoidance just now, he who was already on the edge of the circle had already left the circle. Lucius' elegant voice followed him everywhere, "Mr. Mills, you are out."

The boy named Mills bit his lip with an ugly face, but since he applied for disclosure, he must abide by the rules.Reluctantly saluting, he continued to back away to show that he was out.

Getting out immediately made the remaining young wizards tense up. Obviously, the decisiveness shown by Wilton was completely different from what they had imagined.Several people winked at each other, one of them pulled back suddenly, and the rest spread out into an imperfect semi-arc. Lucius clenched his wand tightly. Shot before the damage.

"Luminescent flashes." No one expected that Wilton would choose such a spell at this time. In fact, the tip of his wand burst into a cloud of white light, maybe it was too white. When he closed his eyes, the physiological tears brought by the strong light quickly filled the eye sockets.

"Ah!", "Ah!" Two voices of different pitches sounded, and many people hurriedly opened their eyes. The wand still kept pointing at Wilton, so it looked a little funny after it was fixed.But the experienced Slytherin suppressed the surprise in his heart - the wand was still pointed at Wilton, which meant that they were pinned before they had time to resist.Even with the credit for the strong light, Wilton's familiarity with the spell and his agility when using it can be seen.

At this point, only the Slytherin who was far away from Wilton was left in the circle just now. Around the two "stakes", the other party was a bit wary, and a white light flashed. After Wilton dodged, he slammed onto the armchair behind him. The green armchair had been chipped off by a third, cutting spells—that was already the realm of black magic.

Not to mention the emotions of the onlookers for the Cutting Curse, the little snake who barely used the black magic he had just learned is now pale, and his magic power was instantly emptied, making his brain dizzy for a while, and Wilton didn't even look behind him The armchair was cut off, his wand swung quickly to the right of the opponent, the opponent subconsciously dodged to the left, and the second white light was thrown to the left, and only then did everyone hear that there was almost no gap between the two. spells, levitation spells and body binding spells.

"Papa", Lucius clapped his hands gracefully as the last person was pinned in place by the body-binding spell, "It's wonderful, as a witness, I announce that Mr. Wilton Polk has won." He emphasized The name "Wilton Polk" was undoubtedly a signal in Slytherin - Malfoy recognized the new name of the Slytherin who was expelled from Doug's house.

Sparse applause rang out among the little snakes who were watching. The chief of the second grade was thoughtful. As the spell that consumes the least magic power, the floating spell has always been the object of study in the first charm class of the first grade.Considering Wilton's performance just now, the second-year chief has no doubt that the Levitating Curse is actually just a bait for Wilton to let the other party avoid it according to his own ideas, and the whole body binding spell behind it is the key point.Compared with his opponent who was already able to use black magic, the fixing spell and the body-binding spell were not advanced magic, but Wilton's ease in using the spell and his polite manner after the battle all showed that He's far beyond the control of a second-year student.

For such a person, the second-year chief didn't expect that the Doug family would have to abandon him, not enough to consider that the Doug family had refused to study at Hogwarts for several generations in order to restore the glory of the Dark Contract, and the second-year chief felt that he understood Some - maybe just because the Doug wasn't fit for Dark Pact glory?

Regardless of what the Slytherins thought, it was an indisputable fact that Wilton had officially shed the Doug surname and regained his place in Slytherin.After such a fight, the people behind the provocative little snake will also re-evaluate Wilton's value.

In this way, with the joint efforts of several parties, Wilton managed to maintain the "calm" of the last semester after the meeting of the second grade, if not counting the increasingly lively scene at the end of the long Slytherin table in the auditorium—— Apart from Moriarty, who has been stationed there for almost a long time, the joining of the first-year freshman Regulus Black has attracted many people's attention.

"Mr. Snape, I heard that you are very good at Potions, and I still have some preparations for scabies potion..." I don't know which string is wrong with this little Black's brain. The fireflies attracted by the lantern plant also fixed their eyes on Snape.No matter how much his cousins ​​tried to persuade him, little Blake plunged headlong into Snape's black vortex like drinking a love potion.

Wilton took a sip of the pumpkin juice, his face was still gentle as usual, without looking at him, he knew how the platinum-blond Slytherin on the other side of the long table was putting on a show.Yes, it's just pretending. After Lucius has completely assigned Snape to his sphere of influence, everything Regulus has done is undoubtedly a challenge to Malfoy's ownership. The last name "Blake" is not very pleasing to the eye.

Thanks to Regulus' "abnormality", Moriarty had a very pleasant time in Gryffindor Tower these days.As the only Gryffindor who can sit at the Slytherin table openly, even if Sirius doesn't want to, his brother has taken a fancy to his good brother's enemy, other than asking Moriarty to ask. There was no other way, especially since he entered Gryffindor and publicly expressed his dislike for the family this summer, Sirius was completely blacklisted by the Black family, at least on Regulus' blacklist.

Seeing his only younger brother alienate him like this, Sirius was not without sadness, but this sadness was quickly replaced by another kind of resentment—the cowardly and always obedient Regulus, who could only rely on that The timid younger brother of a corrupt family.Sirius looked down on Regulus like this, but he also couldn't accept that his younger brother was around that greasy half-breed.

Whether Sirius admits it or not, he is still the young master of the Black family at heart, and he still looks down on Snape as a half-breed, especially as Snape becomes more and more obsessed with potions, his hair also grows. A layer of greasy began to appear, which made Sirius, who was brought up by noble etiquette, even more contemptuous.

Such a person was actually taken by his younger brother!This was completely unacceptable to Sirius. Whether as an older brother or a Black, Sirius felt that he had the obligation to guide his younger brother back to the right path.

Sirius, who has rarely learned to use his brain, understands that now is not a good time for him to appear directly, which is why he found Moriarty. It is no secret that Wilton and Snape are roommates, and they hang out at the Slytherin long table all year round. Moriarty would naturally be able to speak to Snape as well.According to Sirius, he needed Moriarty to find out whether his brother had taken a fancy to a half-breed, or if there was something he didn't know about it.

Moriarty would not have easily agreed to Sirius' request, but after the other party said that he could "take" a few copies from the family library, Moriarty readily agreed.Of course, he would never admit that he wanted to see Lucius' jokes, and his keen intuition told him that there was something wrong with that Regulus, and those things would definitely "add luster" to Lucius' future.

Just when the little animals in Hogwarts were preparing to welcome a new chapter, a middle-aged man with brown hair and blue eyes pushed open the door of a bar in Hogsmeade, and a man with long reddish-brown hair was beside the bar It caught his attention almost instantly.

"Have a drink." He walked over and sat down naturally, and bought a glass of wine for the other party, "Alone?"

The man with reddish-brown hair turned his head, and it was a pair of gray-blue eyes.The brown-haired man didn't know whether he was relieved or what he felt. He was looked up and down by the other party like a cargo.Soon, the other party's pointed eyes aroused his interest, and he couldn't remember the last time he looked at him in any way.

"Of course it's a person, what should I call you?" The man with long reddish-brown hair seemed satisfied, he approached the man with brown hair, the tip of his nose moved, "Poison Potion." It was just a statement.

"To each other," the brown-haired man shrugged. In fact, from the moment he entered the bar, the similar aura of the other party attracted him. "You can call me Gold."

"Rubin [Note: German, meaning ruby]," the man with reddish-brown hair was very satisfied with the other party's approach, "The wine is good, and you are also good." He elongated his voice, and for a moment, the brown-haired man felt Bewitched.

"Why German?" He leaned closer to the other's ear, seemingly whispering, and his breath hit the other's earlobe, and the other person turned pink almost instantly.

"I don't like things of no value." The man with reddish-brown hair didn't hide back, the corners of his mouth were turned up, and the gray-blue eyes were completely different from the indifference of the earlobes.

The man who called himself Gold followed his feelings for the first time in many years, "Where are you going?" He drank his wine in one gulp.

"Follow me." The man with reddish-brown hair stood up, his slender body wrapped in a wizard's robe, and he was a man of style.

Following the other party out of the bar, and pushing open a door that was destined to lead to a night of indulgence, the brown-haired man questioned his potion level for the first time in his heart.Obviously it wasn't the first time he brewed Felicia Potion, but it was the first time he drank some while feeling restless.Of course he was thinking about it, he wanted to feel the feelings those two children had talked about in Nurmengard back then.He thought Felicia would direct him to the Headmaster's office, but Felicia sent him to Hogsmeade.

Looking at the man with reddish-brown hair in front of him, Gellert, who drank the compound potion, finally decided to indulge himself to the end. "My ruby," he ran his hand down the other's long hair, and the corner of his lips gently touched the other's, "Mine."