The new Slytherin prefects were back, and the news had spread early in the morning.Many students were taken aback when they saw that little brother of a different color who hadn't seen him for a long time when they went to have breakfast.

When did you come back?Didn't hear any news at all.

Oh no, the point is, are you still leaving?At that time, many people said that the new prefect of Slytherin had transferred to Durmstrang.

Tsk tsk, it's good to have power at home, Hogwarts and Durmstrang can be changed at will.

Well, I heard that Durmstrang is good, if only I could play it too.

……

There were a lot of whispers, and Eric sat at the long table prefect without hindrance and ate quietly.

He said... the British breakfast is actually pretty good.

After all, the UK can only see it with such a breakfast. ==

Will was the first to arrive at the dining room. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Eric, and then sat down calmly: "Prefect, you are back."

"Yeah." Eric felt a little black line, he was so calm, it made all the rhetoric he had prepared useless.

That is to say, I went out for such a long time as your prefect, I don’t know when I came back, and I showed up in the auditorium early in the morning. You are so calm and seem to be okay. Is this really normal? ==

Well I was wrong, I shouldn't treat you as normal people.

Eric silently reviewed himself.

Decided, since being so calm is the mainstream, if someone makes a fuss later, just wait!Don't let these little bastards at Hogwarts forget about him after so long.

especially ac——

Sure enough, when Eric just thought of him, he heard a bluffing young man roaring at the entrance of the auditorium: "Prefect—?!"

Eric: "Hehe."

Why is his crow's mouth so effective recently?Whatever you want. =_,=

And before Eric could respond, Escofield Lestrange, the young master of the Lestrange family, was quickly covered by Levin Gaunt, a classmate who [just walked there] Shut up and drag it out without a trace.

"……Humph."

The first person to clean up is gone.Eric picked up the juice and snorted, counting you guys running fast.

So now the situation with Senior Malfoy is really important.

In normal circumstances Slytherin and Gryffindor fights will result in injuries, but those are within the bounds of safety and in some ways normal and unavoidable.

But if Senior Malfoy's side is really serious, it's already beyond the safe range. Eric and Black's Parkinson's Zabini's Lestrange's are about to attack!

No matter how powerful your Potter family is, if these families want to block you, the Potter family will definitely not be able to reap the benefits...

What's more, Malfoy's house itself is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Eric stood up impatiently, knocked on the table to put away the books, and then turned to look at Wells: "I have nothing to do in the morning, so I don't want to read it. I can do these homework with my eyes closed, and I will deal with these crap things." It's annoying. I'll go to the medical wing to see Senior Malfoy later, Will you go?"

"Go." Wells nodded, and put away the textbook: "I'm tired of reading these too, and the seniors are more important. Hania and the others have gone."

"Well. Lead the way. I haven't been back for two months. I don't know the way to the medical wing."

"..."

"What are you looking at? I have only been to the medical wing once, and I was still in a state of fever. It was two months ago." I was directly petrified and forcibly transported by Senior Malfoy. "You can expect me to be in that situation?" Do you remember the way to the medical wing?"

"……follow me."

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In fact, Master Xiu has been a little helpless in the medical wing for the past few days.

He's really fine, it's just that the high-intensity physical output in the past two months and the fact that he hasn't eaten for almost two months and has been relying on medicine to live has made him a little bit thin.

It really just looks scary, but in fact, apart from being weaker, he really didn't suffer from any terminal illness that would threaten his life...

These little snakes who came to visit with red eye circles incessantly gave him the illusion that he was really terminally ill...

-_-||Although he is very happy that so many children are worried about him, it is true, but this kind of worry...

It is better not to have.

Master Malfoy managed to maintain a dumbfounding posture, looking at groups of children with red eyes.

Hey, don't be like this anymore, really don't be like this, if you do this again, I'll show you a laugh...

Then don't say I'm laughing at you again...

Master Malfoy held back the corners of his mouth, trying to make himself look serious and not laugh at the red-eyed little animals... Ahhh, I suddenly felt...the little animals are just cute!

Much better than some wolf-hearted thing.

After laughing, he rubbed his chin with his fingers sadly and sighed.Alas, in this state, the leaders of Slytherin are not here, and Eric has not come back for a long time, so how can Slytherin fight against Gryffindor...

Although Wells' management ability is good, it is a problem that Wells cannot convince the public in terms of overall ability.

The little snakes recognized Eric, but the little snakes didn't obey at all if they were replaced by other prefects.Eric didn't come back for a long time...

In fact, in general, it is still because of his problems.If there is nothing wrong with his health, then there will be no problem with Eric's absence.

Master Malfoy's face slowly turned serious.

The current situation of Slytherin is still very dangerous. Although there is no big movement in Gryffindor, no one can guarantee that the arrowman Potter will not suddenly lose face.

The third grade has a new prefect, and he can leave the medical wing after a few days of recuperation. The fifth and seventh grade prefects have to prepare for the exam, so now as long as Eric comes back, there is basically no problem.

What the hell is Eric doing in Durmstrang, and why hasn't he come back after such a long time?

Do you want to ask Dad to mention it to Minister Carslet...

...This is not very good, so forget it.

Master Xiu rubbed his forehead, feeling a little headache.

Even with his self-cultivation, he couldn't help but want to smash Gryffindor with such a body.

Although the headmaster would never stop him in his current situation, he would put him in Gryffindor for fun.

...Do you really want to smash it?

"Senior." When Master Xiu was seriously considering whether to smash Gryffindor, Wells pushed the door in.

His thoughts were interrupted, and Master Malfoy looked over and found that it was the little bookworm of the Black family.

Wells was not someone who would visit if he had nothing to do. He might as well go to the library if he had the time, and then ensure that the Slytherin freshmen would not have any problems during the time when his accident happened.

Then he must be here...

"Wells, what's wrong?"

"Master Malfoy."

"Our prefect is back."

Eric came in behind Wells.

Eric smiled, smiling, not a good thing.

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Now that Eric is back, the order of Slytherin tends to be complete, and basically there will be no problems.

Wells was sitting beside him, and Eric spread out on the bed next to him, and then began to report the situation in a very serious manner.

Senior Malfoy: "I've had a good time with your lord for the past two months and don't want to come back?"

Eric: "Bah, how can there be?"

Master Malfoy: "No?"

Eric rolled over on the bed: "I'm so tired from Durmstrang—"

Senior Malfoy: "Don't act like a baby."

Eric: "Senior, what do you know? My dad waits for me to act like a spoiled child every day. If you tell my dad that I spoiled you, my dad will be jealous of you, really!"

Master Malfoy: "If you act like a baby, you can act like a baby. If you look like this, you just pretend to be pitiful, so forget it."

Eric: "It's really pitiful that the senior's nest didn't pretend to be pitiful——Which one of us here is more miserable than me?"

Senior Malfoy: "Your family..."

Eric froze: "No. I'll wait for my lord to beat me to death."

Hehe, what a showdown opportunity for two months of enrollment in Durmstrang!

As a result, he was so quick to talk to death, and Tamar used a fake name!

Pseudonym, pseudonym...

sosad.

Just wait for the lord to find out and kill him directly.

sosad.

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Help, Dad.

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