hp Ouroboros

"Ah! Wonderful! It's wonderful!" Lockhart's sudden cry in the silence startled everyone, "Miss Slytherin and Miss Camille! It's wonderful! Ah! But don't you It’s absurd to belittle yourself, there are not many wizards who can duel like us, everyone still needs to practice steadily!”

Lockhart then jumped around in the crowd, looking at the duel results of the other young wizards, "Oh! Merlin! Miss Fawcett, squeeze it hard, I think the blood will stop soon..."

Shocked by the duel between senior Slytherin and Miss Camille, Pansy also recovered from Lockhart's shouts, and turned to look at Granger, who was pinned to the floor by her classmate Millicent.

After admiring Granger's struggling figure for a while, Pansy said to Millicon in a long voice, "Miss Millicent, I think even if you want to choose a cushion, you should find a more tasteful one. ...softer."

The suffocation was relieved, Hermione got up from the ground, raised her head and glared at Pansy, don't think she didn't hear that her crushed bones were about to break!softer? !Isn't she soft!Hermione pursed her lips and puffed her cheeks a little angrily. She looked down at the softest part of the girl's body, and then looked up at Pansy's... The puffed cheeks disappeared. Hermione looked away and dared not Go see Pencey.Well, she's right, she's a 'not soft' girl anyway!Hermione was angry with her own unworthy body.

This Gryffindor girl who looks like a baby otter is really interesting, obviously she means that she is very thin, not... Judging by her reaction, she must be thinking wrong.Pansy, who inadvertently made a fool of Gryffindor's Miss Know-it-All, felt a burst of joy, which was probably her rare moment of relaxation recently.

Pansy looked up at Draco, who was lying on the ground panting on the other side. He was hit by Potter's very indecent tickle magic just now... Pansy gave Draco hiss inwardly, intentionally It's a good thing Potter didn't even notice how fake he was when he got hit.But at the same time, Pansy also felt sad, not only Draco, but most of the Slytherin families are not doing well recently, Draco just fell to the ground in an unglamorous way and laughed, probably Pansy recently The only time I saw him laugh.

The dark tide is raging, the influence of Sister Slytherin's orthodox heir is still fighting against the remaining power of the Dark Lord, but these little Slytherin wizards who are soft-spoken can't do anything, they can only watch helplessly. Classmate, tomorrow may become an enemy because of the order of the family...

"Cough...do all your Slytherin students do extra exercises at home?" Pansy heard Granger's voice beside him, huh?Miss Little Otter is still willing to talk to her?

After Hermione asked this sentence, she wanted to slap herself—everyone knew that they couldn't cast spells outside the school, so how could they practice at home!But in desperation, she couldn't think of any problems at once. It was strange to say that she just laughed at her Parkinson with small breasts, why did she feel bad in the blink of an eye?Hermione looked at Pansy's dark eyes that had faded with her question...well, it's no big deal to let her laugh.

Parkinson raised the corners of his mouth and raised his head again, looking proud, and then Hermione nodded when she saw her, "Yes! It seems that none of you know that a large number of Slytherin students' family estates have shelters The ability of the Ministry of Magic to track?"

Hermione's eyes widened, so they really could practice magic during the summer vacation? !This is too unfair!

"Well, but with Miss Granger's pitifully little practice time, she can barely cast a disarming spell, um, just barely!" Pansy nodded very slightly, saying 'ah, how pitiful, Then it's hard to figure out that you can get by, right'.

Hermione smiled gracefully, "Thank you!" She had now learned the knack of amplifying Miss Parkinson's 'extremely tiny' compliments into general compliments.

Pansy's face froze, which ear did the pussy girl hear her praise her!She didn't, definitely didn't mean to compliment her!Pansy said "huh!" and turned her head away from Granger - how could barely be considered a compliment? !She will never admit it!

"I think I'd better teach you how to stop unfriendly magic..." Lockhart didn't finish his sentence, but when he saw Snape, he almost had 'impatient' written all over his face. face, and immediately changed the subject, "Please come up to a group voluntarily!"

Snape prevented Lockhart from choosing Longbottom, "Longbottom can wreak havoc with even the simplest of spells. We'll put the remains of Finlay in a matchbox and send them to the hospital ward."

Camille helped Sylvia pat the invisible dust on her wizard robe, walked around Sylvia to make sure her image was perfect, and then reached out to wrap her arms around Sylvia's waist.Sylvia leaned comfortably in Camille's arms. Hearing Professor Snape's vicious comments, she couldn't help but shrugged and smiled, "Although the comments are a bit vicious, I have to admit that they are quite pertinent."

"Faithful words are hard to hear." Camille added precisely.

The next combination is easy to guess, Snape grinned and recommended the 'golden combination' of Draco and Harry.

Harry bit the bullet and walked up to the duel ring. When he saw Lockhart approaching him, he had already decided to give up the duel. It's fine if you can't see it.

Naturally, Lockhart couldn't comprehend the complicated expression on Harry's pale face at all, so he confidently leaned over to Harry's side, "Okay, Harry!" Lockhart said loudly, for fear that others would not know that he was about to Pointing to Harry, then immediately lowering his voice to Harry's ear and saying, "When Draco points his wand at you, that's what you do..."

He raised his wand and waved it from side to side, and Harry guessed he was trying to pull off some complicated trick, but accidentally dropped his wand on the floor.Professor Snape sneered on the other side of the dueling ring, and Lockhart hurriedly picked up his wand, "Ouch! My wand is a little overexcited."

Professor Snape also approached Malfoy, bowed his head and whispered something to him.Looking at Malfoy's cold face and his indifferent smoky blue eyes, Harry suddenly noticed a strange thing—it seemed that he hadn't been provoked or ridiculed by Malfoy for a long time, even their just now In the duel, Malfoy didn't say much irritating sarcasm, but just immersed himself in casting spells - he is now also cold-faced, with his head raised slightly, with a confident look but he no longer speaks provocatively.

Suddenly, he was slapped on the shoulder, and Harry was taken aback. Only then did he come to his senses, and he was stunned on the dueling ring!

"Just do what I just did, Harry!" Lockhart said confidently with his signature smile and pushed Harry to the center of the dueling ring.

"What?!" Even though he was in a daze before, Harry was pretty sure that Lockhart hadn't told him any useful tricks just now, oh, unless dropping the wand was counted...

"One, two, three!" Lockhart hurriedly jumped off the dueling ring after shouting.

Malfoy quickly raised his wand and roared, "Oolong out!" A puff of white smoke burst out from the tip of the wand.Harry watched in horror as a long black snake burst out of it, landed heavily on the floor between them, and raised its head, ready to strike.The crowd screamed and dodged back quickly to make way for the clearing.

Sylvia looked at the Black Snake who was frowned because of Lockhart's useless spell, and turned her head to Camille who immediately lowered her head to listen to her and said softly, "Let's go."

On the dueling stage, the black snake hissed and slid towards Justin Fenriary, who was closest to it, with its head raised and its fangs bared.

The crowd was a bit crowded, and Camille managed to squeeze out a way, and brought Sylvia to the first row of the crowd around the duel ring, when Harry heard a hissing sound, like a snake—strange What happened - the snake turned its head and glanced at Harry, then closed its mouth and lay obediently on the ground.Sylvia frowned and stared at Harry.

"What kind of trick do you think you are playing!" Justin shouted at Harry angrily and terrified. Harry on the platform whispered ominously.

Sylvia stepped forward at this moment, and she glanced at Harry again before turning to look at the snake, her sexy red lips parted slightly, and there was a hissing sound.

The snake immediately straightened up, looked at Sylvia and then at Harry, and finally slid to Professor Snape's feet very obediently.

"Professor Snape," Sylvia said normally this time, "Mexican krait is quite rare in the UK, and it has good medicinal properties. Maybe you would like to collect some venom from it?"

Snape stared at Sylvia with empty black eyes for a few seconds before nodding expressionlessly, grabbed the black snake on the ground, and finally looked at Harry standing on the dueling platform who didn't seem to know what he did wrong With a glance, he turned around abruptly, the black cloak fluttering, and strode away.

"Let's go," Ron quickly waved to Harry under the duel ring, "Go! Let's go..." Harry didn't understand why he lowered his voice so much, but he still jumped off the ring and followed Ron Go in the direction of the auditorium door.

Ron was walking so fast that he even came back and grabbed Harry's clothes at the end, causing him to stumble and almost trot after him.Harry noticed that when they went out, people backed away, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

Ron dragged the dazed Harry out of the auditorium, and Hermione hurried behind them.Harry had no idea what was going on all of a sudden, and neither Ron nor Hermione offered any explanation, they just trotted him along until they passed the fat lady in the Gryffindor portrait and returned to The Gryffindor common room, now empty.

Ron pushed Harry into an armchair, picked one up and moved it over, and Hermione stood at the small round table next to Harry's armchair, leaning towards Harry with one hand on the table. , her bright maroon eyes, the same color as her hair, were wide open, staring straight at Harry.

"You're a Parseltongue. Why didn't you tell us?" Ron finally said.