Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

When Harry heard what Professor Snape said, he was about to defend himself. It was so unfair. Neville kicked the stool next to him.

"Don't be ridiculous," Neville whispered: "You don't want to be deducted more points, do you?"

Harry pursed his lips and lowered his head, mechanically stirring the potion in the cauldron, his mind filled with Snape's words.

""Your performance was terrible!"

"It was a mistake for you to be sorted into Slytherin!"

"If I were you, I would hurry up and go back to Muggles!"

These words are like knives.

An hour later, get out of class ended, and the first-year students of Slytherin and Gryffindor climbed out of the underground classroom along the steps. Neville went to the library, and Harry walked alone at the end, with thoughts in his head and a low mood.

In the first week of school, Slytherin was deducted 1 point because of him. He didn't know why Snape hated him so much.

Harry walked towards the common room glumly, and suddenly noticed that Draco Malfoy in front of him was also walking slowly.

Harry remembered that Draco was the only student who was not criticized. He caught up with him and quietly asked for advice on how to avoid being deducted by Professor Snape.

Draco glanced at Harry and said halfheartedly: "Professor Snape and I used to know each other."

After saying that, he ignored the confused Harry and walked away quickly.

Draco was also confused. Until now, he still didn't understand why he was sorted into Gryffindor.

Here, Draco was out of place, both in terms of roommates and living habits.

When passing Pansy, Pansy talked to Draco several times, but Draco ignored her.

Pansy wanted to catch up, but Notre caught her and said, "Let Draco wait for a while, he may not have figured out what to do."

Nott looked at Draco's hurried back and sighed slightly.

Pansy stamped her feet angrily, and just as Harry came over slowly, Pansy was furious when she saw Harry.

"Butter!" Pansy screamed angrily: "Professor Snape is right, why don't you go back to your Muggle home as soon as possible? It's you who took Draco's seat!"

"Oh, really?" Harry clenched his fists.

Harry had nowhere to get angry after being targeted by Professor Snape all morning, and now that Pansy was insulting him, Harry's anger was surging.

"I've had enough of you, Pansy Parkinson!" Harry pulled out his wand, recalling Marcus's spelling gesture on Dudley, and assumed a rather intimidating offensive posture, "You want to taste me?"

Does it taste like a magic wand?"

Pansy was stunned for a moment, then laughed with her friend.

"Ouch, you laughed off Merlin's chin! Who do you think you are, Pote? Is it Mr. Moriarty?"

Nott also burst into tears with laughter, holding his stomach and taunting: "Look at him, how majestic he is? But the person who didn't even dare to participate in the hidden prefect selection yesterday can recite a curse today? Hahaha..."

Harry felt as if his heart had been stabbed hard. He took out his wand simply because the image of Marcus punishing Dudley kept popping up in his mind recently, and he couldn't wait to cast a spell.

Another thing that Harry never told anyone was that when he bought the wand in his hand, he had a strange reaction with the wand: when Harry's hand touched the wand for the first time, a ball of brilliant light came out of it.

spark.

Harry thought this was proof of his magical talent. Maybe I was born with the ability to cast spells?

Harry became excited, and the wand he held trembled slightly. Pansy hummed: "Potter! You don't want to duel with three of us... two at the same time."

Pansy included Daphne, but Daphne took a step back and said she would not participate, so it was just Pansy and Nott.

Harry was not to be outdone: "Come on, you are all defeated by Neville."

Nott was about to pull out his wand, but Shabini, who had been watching from the side, jumped in first, "Let me do it! I'll teach this Harry Potter who shouldn't be sorted into Slytherin!"

He walked up to Harry bravely and raised his wand.

Nott rolled his eyes. Shabini's reputation was quite bad. Now he showed up to show his kindness. He gave Pansy a wink. Both of them wanted to make Shabini and Pote dog-eat-dog.

Shabini stared at Harry and said sorry, savior, in order for me not to be isolated, I can only isolate you.

Harry ignored Shabini's little thoughts, and he wanted Shabini to leave, but before he could finish his words, Shabini had already cast a spell on him.

"Grinning and cheering!"

"Shabini, oh la la la~ ah quack vomit——"

Harry was instantly cursed, as if an invisible hand was pulling his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Drooling, Pansy and Nott laughed, and the other students watching the conflict also laughed.

Harry's eyes widened in horror, but another spell from Shabini came.

"Tarantella!"

Harry's legs seemed to be equipped with remote controls, and they could not help but repeat the movements of spreading, stretching, moving, kicking, and jumping.

Shabini turned her nostrils upward, snorted disdainfully, mocked Harry and turned around to walk towards Pansy.

In fact, he only knows these two magic spells, but during the selection process for Hidden Prefect, Neville used a disarming spell that knocked away his wand.

Harry's legs and mouth were out of control, and Harry was even more panicked. He didn't know what to do.

Shabini was still pretending: "Potter, you'd better admit defeat, otherwise I will continue to recite the spell for you."

"Is that so, Shabini-san?"

A clear male voice came from the corridor on the left, and when several students looked over, William walked out.

He did not wear a wizard's robe today. Instead, he walked towards this side with bright eyes like the big brother next door.

"Classmate Shabini, if you cursed Classmate Potter, I will deduct 10 points from Slytherin for your violent behavior!"

"What?" Shabini spread his arms and shouted in confusion: "Why? It was Porter who provoked us first!"

"Do you think I can't control you after I graduate?" William's voice was louder than Shabini's. He walked up and stared at Shabini.

"I..." Shabini didn't dare to talk back. She looked back at Panxi and the others, hoping to get support, but Panxi and the others looked like they had nothing to do with her, which made Shabini's heart freeze.

They just said that Harry Potter deducted 1 point from Slytherin on the second day of school.

In the blink of an eye, I have to deduct 10 points from the college!

Oh, Merlin!

It is conceivable that Shabini will not be easy in the future.

"Crack!"

William put his hand on Shabini's shoulder. He didn't care what Shabini was thinking, "Anyway, you have to go with me to see Moriarty. Go now. I still remember the password to the Slytherin dungeon."

"

Shabini's face suddenly turned pale, "No, don't, professor?"

"And you, Mr. Potter, can you follow me?" William asked Harry with concern as he lifted the curse.

After receiving Harry's affirmative reply, another voice appeared in William's heart: "Hey hey hey~ Ha~ Rui?? Bout! Who will care about you? Only through you can we better contact Moriarty."

William's voice appeared. He seemed very weak and said intermittently: "I don't allow you... to persecute Moriarty. You are not allowed to persecute Slytherin's children!"

The voice said again: "Hey hey~ they are going to die~"

William himself grabbed Shabini and walked towards the Slytherin dungeons, and Harry followed happily, thinking that someone was redressing his injustice.

Suddenly Pansy said: "Professor William, the password for our common room has changed. I think you don't know the new password yet. Let me lead the way."

William nodded calmly, and the voice in his heart was extremely happy.

Pansy asked innocently: "Professor, why can't the students exchange colleges? I mean - exchange Draco for Draco."

Harry was shocked and anxious after hearing this, but William was not anxious anymore, and the voice in his heart began to make calculations.

"What we know so far: Draco is the only one left in the Malfoy family, Narcissa was possessed by Moriarty, Lucius was killed by a vampire - why not resurrect him? I still need him -

If only he stopped being stupid."

"And this innocent little girl from the Parkinson family can also be used...that old man won't be on guard against a new student..."

Secretly planning, William acted like a gentle senior on the surface, chatting with Harry and Pansy, which greatly relieved Harry's anxiety.

As they were about to enter the underground, William saw Marcus coming towards him.