Hogwarts snake wizard

Looking at Draco, who was studying hard, Samael could hardly believe that this was the flamboyant, proud, and unstoppable son of the Malfoy family he knew.

Samael moved his slightly numb hands and feet, got up and walked out.

The Slytherin common room late at night was silent and empty, more oozing than usual, and only Theodore was willing to stay, except for the senior sister who was occasionally in love.

For no other reason, Draco talked too much when he wasn't sleeping, and the two bodyguards snored too loudly when he slept, and he preferred to stay in the common room than in the bedroom.

"Haven't slept yet? Sammael.

Theodore got up, and even though he said it many times, he still had great respect for Samael.

"Can't sleep, do you want to go out for a walk?" Samael stretched and immediately sent out an invitation.

"Okay!"

Without obstruction, without asking where to go, he trusted him from beginning to end.

Samael and Theodore were walking in the empty corridor, and at this time Hogwarts had fallen into a deep sleep, and even the people in the portrait were snoring.

Tonight's moon is exceptionally round, and the light formed by the moonlight through the glass is so soft, illuminating the direction of the two.

"Are we going to the Forbidden Forest?"

After the two left the castle, Theodore couldn't help but ask.

"Theodore, let's run under the moon."

Theodore looked at the boy shimmering in the moonlight and couldn't help but nod, his face filled with a happy smile.

Theodore was stunned, then asked. "Aren't we taking Draco with us?"

"Don't take him. I don't want his iron lungs to disturb the natives of the Forbidden Forest.

After that, Theodore nodded in agreement.

They all knew how much Draco was able to "howl".

Samael first used psychic magic to summon the "Big Four", after all, the Forbidden Forest at night is much more dangerous than during the day.

Chakra attached to his feet and rushed away at a very fast speed, and the four giants completely let go of their figures, followed closely behind, guarding him in a four-square formation.

Theodore is not far behind, as the most loyal and insistent on accompanying Samael every day, how can Samael be stingy, he taught Theodore the method of Chakra refining early.

However, he is not stupid, the reason why he gave it to Theodore is because he found

that the system skill is unique, even if Theodore has a method, he still needs Samael to teach it hand-in-hand to learn, and at the same time, even if Theodore wants to teach others, others can't learn it, only through Samael, that is to say, this skill can only be learned by Samael and people recognized by Samael.

After a few days of practice, Theodore could not climb trees and tread water, but the most basic running was still no problem.

Samael is familiar with the path, jumping between the trees, nimble like an ape, Theodore chasing behind him, and the "Big Four" is more like guarding Theodore.

"Except for your weapons!"

"All petrified!"

"There are many obstacles!"

Samael turned around and fired a spell at Theodore, who accidentally fell and gnawed mud, but he was not angry, his expression became insolent, he knew that Samael was training him.

Samael did not stop, but these not very powerful spells made Theodore suffer.

During the high-speed movement, the spirit is also tense, and it is necessary to always watch out for Samael's attack.

The whole process is painful, but the progress is extremely obvious.

The two ran faster and faster, Theodore learned to find cover, learned to dodge, and no longer blindly chased Samael's footsteps, after all, it still hurt to be hit by those spells.

"Wow~woo~"

Just as the two were concentrating on each other, a loud wolf roar came from a distance, and Samael faintly heard the sound of leaves crackling.

"Werewolf? Damn full moon night.

Samael reacted and cursed angrily.

He was not afraid when the werewolf species was put on hold, but on the night of the full moon, the werewolf could greatly improve his combat effectiveness.

Samael protected Theodore behind him, and four huge pythons stood tall and protected the two behind them.

"Strike with all your might in a while, and the werewolf will never appear alone."

Samael reminded at the right time, and Theodore looked around with a solemn expression.

Soon they found the target, there were seven werewolves, not as strong as he thought, although much larger than them, but looking extremely delicate.

"Armor Protection!"

Samael first put a shield on the two and looked at Theodore quietly.

"Thorns!"

"Flames!"

Theodore sensed Samael's intentions and directly released the spell he was best at.

The thorn curse released with all its strength, after taking root in the land, quickly spread around, like a swimming snake, but the werewolves under the moonlit night were obviously extremely fast and did not cause them trouble.

The Flame Spell constantly interferes with the werewolves, and in terms of power, although excellent, it also does not hurt the werewolves.

Seeing that the spell did not cause harm to the werewolf, Theodore was a little anxious.

"Rong!"

Theodore shouted, and the flames collided with the thorns, igniting all the thorns, and the thorns did not burn under the action of the flames, but merged into the main body of the thorns.

All the thorns quickly became thick and cracked, and there were flames flowing on the cracked body, sharp long thorns and black fog, and there were also flashes of fire, the power was not known, and it was still very spectacular.

"Oh? A bit of ancient magic. "

For so long, Samael's insight is much stronger than before, and he sees something.

The speed of the thorns became very fast, and soon a werewolf was tightly entangled, and in the werewolf's miserable shout, it quickly turned into char, and then turned into flying ash and dissipated.

The other werewolves were red in eyes and rushed towards the two in unison, the moon causing them to lose most of their senses.

Theodore stepped out of the range of the Ironclad Spell and stood in the center of the flames, controlling the direction of the Flame Thorns, and although it was a bit embarrassing to dodge the werewolf attack, it could be seen that his combat experience was rapidly improving.

"Thorn~"

The sound of sharp claws slicing through the iron armor spell made Theodore's sweat stand up, if it weren't for Samael's strike just now, he would have to be torn apart.

Samael waved his wand, quickly turning the clawed branches of the surrounding trees into a metallic texture under his control.

The branches continued to stretch into a cage, surrounding the rest of the werewolves, and Theodore saw this, manipulated the thorns into a huge thorn tree, penetrated through the soles of the werewolves' feet, and firmly nailed it through.

The sharp branches began to grow towards the limbs, and the body of the werewolf rose rapidly under the action of the thorn flame, turning from red to scorched black, and then turned into fly ash and fell off the thorns.

The rest of the werewolves also died in a wail of pain.

"Well done, filthy beast!"

Samael patted Theodore, who was panting, and said in admiration.

In fact, there are still very good ideas for werewolves, high demon resistance, great strength, fast speed, in addition to the full moon night, usually has a good spell casting ability.

But this completely lost his mind, leaving only the appearance of bestiality made him dispel his thoughts.

And this thing is too ugly, completely different from the product of TV line beautification.