[HP] Founding School Lianmeng

The crowd was excited, perhaps celebrating the strange phenomenon of disappearing wizards after they were burned.

Although they are all harmless pranks, people are always terrified and repelled by the power beyond their control.

The priests preached the doctrine in front of the burning frame, and gave the so-called "rebuke of the Lord" to the wizard who was firmly helped to sit motionless on the burning frame.In the eyes of these priests, the wizard seemed to be a very evil existence, and he was directly labeled as dancing with Satan.

"That wizard is so silent..." Hufflepuff rubbed his chin and blinked, "It's hard for him to listen to the pastor's admonition."

The other three nodded in agreement.

"Few wizards would put themselves in such a mess." Ravenclaw frowned, with hesitation on his beautiful face, "But it does look better this way."

"It makes me want to clean him up." Gryffindor stuck out his tongue. Although he always rolls in the mud, he will remember to clean himself up when he appears in front of people. .

Slytherin silently looked at the wizard on the stage, his brows gradually twisted into a standard Sichuan character.

"Slytherin, what do you think?" Gryffindor put his arms around Slytherin's shoulders and approached with a smile, "I think you don't like that wizard, he's too dirty!"

"Hmm..." Slytherin turned his head to look at Gryffindor, then looked at the paws on his shoulders, pursed his lips, pulled out his wand and slammed it on the opponent's hand, satisfied. A beautiful howl.

Not sure, but it always felt like something was going to happen.

About that wizard... Slytherin held his chin, and didn't notice any familiar marks on the wizard's body or face for a long while.

Probably an illusion, he really didn't know this wizard, and his inspiration and intuition rarely acted on people other than those he knew well.

This made Slytherin even more sure that this was an illusion, and looked at it with a relaxed mood.

In fact, from a certain point of view, this kind of weird and twisted live performance is really not bad?

——The Duke of Slytherin, who has been completely conquered by this world of entertainment and emptiness, is half leaning on his companion at this moment, thinking so.

Gryffindor moved his body carefully, making Slytherin lean more comfortably without any trace, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, with a hint of embarrassment and showing off.

Under the platform, the bishop raised his tone, praising God and the world he created.

In San Martin Square, only the chanting of the clergy remained, and people looked at the bishop preaching the doctrine with admiration and docile eyes, waiting for alms and gifts like captive animals.

"Today we found an evil wizard in a nearby town—"

"Burn him to death!!"

"Burn him!! Burn this demon!!"

"Burn to death—!"

The bishop raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent immediately.

"Of course, this is the Lord's punishment for heresy, but besides this wizard, there are also women who have had sex with this evil guy, as well as their children!" The bishop looked at the believers with a gentle smile, "We The woman who sold her soul to Satan and her child have been imprisoned..."

There were echoing voices, and in such a warm atmosphere, the bishop personally lit the dry firewood under the table.

People shouted cheerfully.

The crackling sound of firewood gave them a greater sense of security, and the screams of wizards seemed to be the most beautiful music in their ears, and even a couple kissed fiercely against this background.

The rope binding the wizard broke suddenly under the high temperature, and the wizard covered in flames rolled over in pain on the marble table, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

He didn't draw out his wand, he couldn't cast wandless magic, and he couldn't even spell a succession of spells.

"..." Slytherin paused, and glanced at the three companions who were casually talking about the layout of the wizard's front. His eyes fell on the scene that was originally silent, but suddenly struggled violently when the flames were burning. on the wizard.

Sure enough, something was still not quite right.

Slytherin stood up straight, holding his wand tightly in the hand hidden in his sleeve, his eyes locked on the wizard who was burning with flames all over his body, and howled fiercely but was interrupted by a strong cough.

After concentrating, Slytherin realized that the blood bar on the opponent's head was not full.

He stagnated for breath, and suddenly pulled out his wand, his lips trembling slightly, and waved the wand, "—clear water like a spring!!"

"Slytherin! What are you doing!"

"He's dead!! He's really dead!!!" Slytherin clasped Gryffindor's arm holding him back, his face was pale, there was obvious fear in his dark eyes, his voice was hoarse but he insisted on screaming : "That wizard is really dead!!"

It was too late for clear water like a spring, and before the raging water reached the wizard, his name had already faded away.

Slytherin held his wand in his hand, and the poor wooden wand groaned in pain in his hand, and the eyes of the whole St. Martin's Square were focused on the four of them with malice and fear.

"Leave here first..." Ravenclaw glanced at the human-shaped coke whose flames had been doused by water, and his face paled a lot when he thought of Slytherin's words.

Slytherin declined Gryffindor's offer to take him with him, and waved wands with his three companions, without disappearing instantly at the end.

After his companions left, he added two armors to protect himself. Instead of Muggle shirts and breeches, he wore orthodox black wizard robes.

He walked quickly to the bishop, and the crowd suddenly parted like Moses divided the sea, giving him a direct path to the bishop.

The bishop in white robes was already smiling gently, compared to the pale Slytherin, who was a little embarrassed and weak.

He stopped in front of the wizard's body, only a few steps away from the bishop.

It was indeed dead, Slytherin pursed his lips tightly - this was the second time in his new life that he saw someone die in front of his eyes.

Still a little exciting.

The Duke of Slytherin, who was still emotionally ups and downs but was able to remain calm, raised his chin at the Bishop, with a malicious arc on the corner of his mouth, "I will curse you, Bishop."

"The Lord gave me the power to deal with heresy." The bishop's smile remained unchanged, but the scepter in his hand began to emit white soft holy light.

[The system issued a task: kill the bishop, do you accept it. 】

【Yes/No】

Slytherin was taken aback, and glanced at the guarded bishop, the palm of the hand holding the wand was sweating, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he decided to refuse.

Even if the person in front of him executed a wizard with his own hands, he still couldn't do it.

——Killing people is not something that can be done so easily!

Or maybe it's because the other party hasn't touched his bottom line yet.Slytherin didn't want to go any further to figure out what he would do when something bad really happened.

"I will remember you, Bishop." Slytherin breathed a sigh of relief, squinted at the bishop who looked extraordinarily holy in the sun, and waved his wand to use Apparition.

……

"Salazar... are you okay!" Gryffindor rushed over to hug his companion tightly when Slytherin first appeared, and let his hands touch Slytherin's body out of habit, Touch and ask the other party if he is injured.

Slytherin looked at the satisfied smile after touching it coolly, and snorted coldly.

stupid gay.

"Okay, Gryffindor, let the Slytherins tell me who the wizard is..."

"He's dead." Slytherin interrupted Ravenclaw, his face was so bad that he completely forgot to slap Gryffindor's paw away. "When I found out he had already..."

"...Impossible!" Gryffindor hugged Slytherin tightly, and the pale face of the other party made him feel uncomfortable.

"Not any wizard can use magic without a wand, and not any wizard can cast it silently." Slytherin collected his emotions, and finally remembered to push Gryffindor aside, "And, that wizard By the time it was burned it had turned into a squib."

"Squib..." Ravenclaw pursed his thin red lips, "You mean the bishop knows how to abolish the magic of wizards?"

"That possibility is not ruled out." Slytherin nodded. "After all, if they were Squibs in the first place, they couldn't be found to be wizards, unless their children were gifted with magic."

If this is the case, wizards cannot continue to survive in the Muggle world at all!

All four are aware of this.

If it is discovered, its magic power may be abolished, and once it becomes a squib, it will not even be able to escape the fire!

If it was a wizard who fell in love with a Muggle, it might affect his family.

"We..." Hufflepuff swallowed, "What should we do?"

"It's simply unrealistic to want to completely break away from the Muggle world." Ravenclaw frowned tightly, and his beautiful face was wrinkled dryly.

Slytherin glanced at them, feeling dizzy seeing his companions looking thoughtful.

It feels like trouble is coming...

He immediately lowered his head to express his position: "I have no idea about being the savior..."

[The system releases the main task: create Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which cannot be refused. 】"...I don't have any opinions." The Duke of Slytherin, who immediately changed his mind, looked at the three companions with sincere eyes, "Maybe we can try to create a magic school?"