Hogwarts: A bit rebellious is the Dark Lord?

Bedroom.

The hidden prefect's bedroom is no different in size from an ordinary dormitory, but there are no roommates.

In the bedroom, there is a large bed, a desk and chairs, and a wardrobe that is not small, and the overall color is gray-green, which has a depressing feeling.

"Should I say it or not, this Slytherin aesthetic... It's almost tasted a little!".

Looking at the dark green stuff around him, Ryls sensed a deep malice.

Is it really that if you want to live a decent life, you must have some green on your head?

"Forget it, let's let the house-elves clean it up again tomorrow. "

"Should I say it or not, this bed is quite soft, and it is still a double bed, which is praised!".

Ryls rolled twice on the bed, squinting in pleasure before proceeding to check the day's harvest.

[Mood Value Balance: Two thousand five hundred and thirty-one!].

Wuhu!!

Ryls sat up excitedly: "Ye is also a rich prostitute now, the system opens the mall for me, and I want to consume!!".

Two thousand five hundred sentiment points, not too much, not too little, almost the sum of his previous two years.

But if you really talk too much, a better spell will have tens of thousands of emotional points at every turn, and ordinary spells will need to be sold at a thousand.

"I don't lack magic at the moment, in terms of spells, what is missing are powerful spells, but I can't afford those spells yet. "

"Other materials too, what I need can't afford it, what I can afford I don't need, and these talents can burst out from others. "

Ryls looked at the mall, and for a moment he had a feeling that he had money and nowhere to spend.

His biggest shortcoming now is that he doesn't have a powerful spell, but this shortcoming is not in a hurry to make up for it for a while.

After all, at Hogwarts, there will be no danger that is too great, and his current emotional value can't buy good spells.

Thunderbolt explosions, spells of the Divine Blade and the Shadowless Like, all require more than 5,000 emotional points.

And even if you really buy it, there's no place to use it, so you can't use it on the little snakes, right?

That's a tool man who brushes his emotional value, and he doesn't have that much murderous intent, what's the big mistake is not to fight three times a day, and one dozen is something that can't be made up for seven years?

If there really is, then it will be cheaper for them to die directly.

Ryles furrowed his eyebrows: "System, do you have any recommendations?".

[It is recommended that the host spend 2,500 emotion points to upgrade the system and unlock more functions!].

[Note: After the system upgrade is completed, you can get a generous upgrade gift package!].

Upgrades?

The corners of Ryles's mouth twitched a few times, and he now seriously suspected that the system was trying to swallow his emotions.

But after thinking about it, the decision is in his hands, and the system upgrade is only good for him.

In line with the idea of rising early and rising late, and enjoying early promotion, Ryles gritted his teeth: "Upgrade!".

"If you cheat on my emotional value, don't think about upgrading it in the future!".

[Consumes 2,500 emotion points, the system is being upgraded...!].

[Estimated upgrade completion: 24 hours!].

[Note: During the upgrade, you can get mood points as usual, but you can no longer open the mall to buy things!].

Looking at the double-digit emotional value, and looking at the twelve-hour countdown, Ryles lay down expressionlessly, and his heart was unwavering.

In fact, he is very open to this thing, and the system upgrade can bring him more benefits, which will benefit him and not harm him.

This emotional value must be spent, it is only a matter of time or time, so he will not be so uncomfortable.

The only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was the twenty-four-hour countdown.

It's all emotional.,As a result, you don't directly upgrade the end.,It's too much for me to wait to open the blind box!

Ryles complained a few words in his heart, and turned over to sleep very bumpy.

A bigger heart, sometimes there are a lot less troubles, at least that's what he thinks.

......

Principal's Office.

"Severus, for Merlin's sake, is there anything we can't talk about tomorrow?"

Dumbledore said with a tired face, "You have to be more considerate and considerate of us old people. "

Who sleeps soundly, but is directly called up to talk about things and can get up happily?

He's not happy anyway, well, very unhappy!

Snape ignored his complaints, just frowned, "Professor Dumbledore, has that Ryles Thomas come from?"

"Is he really just an orphan in the Muggle world?

Dumbledore pinched two weird beans and habitually flicked them at Snape, only to be ignored before he stuffed them into his mouth.

Laughing to death, he doesn't eat him, there is really no one who understands him!

"The child was brought by Minerva, and judging from the information, he is an ordinary orphan, naughty at best. "

"I know what you're thinking, but Severus, you need to know who you are now, you're a professor at Hogwarts, the head of Slytherin. "

"You should be teaching those little wizards and showing them the right path, instead of doubting their identity, you are too vigilant. "

Dumbledore chewed on the strange beans and said happily, "Chocolate, just like the chocolate frog, it seems that my luck is still good." "