Hogwarts snake wizard

It has

been a few days since Ron's last provocation, and the dream realization organization established by Samael has somehow become popular all of a sudden, and people often ask the conditions for joining, all of them are young and vigorous young men, and no one will be willing to admit that they are inferior.

Samael did not relax his selection criteria, there were few who met the requirements, but who let him not have the idea of recruiting members at present, but silently wrote down the names of these members for later consideration.

It is worth mentioning that it also included Hermione of Gryffindor, but also failed to enter his eyes.

On the edge of the Black Lake, Samael diligently guides Theodore and Derek, two rookies.

It's been so long, looking at the two who are still treading water, Samael can't help but sigh that Theodore's level of magic control is as rotten as it is in his potions class.

His progress should have been the fastest, but now he was still carefully treading water, sinking from time to time, watching Draco trot on the lake, he only felt that the world was really unfair, even Derek's progress exceeded him.

"Bang! Bang!

Samael's eyes followed the sound and looked into the distance

as Branson, Percy, and Cedric were fighting fiercely in the Black Lake.

Ninjutsu they don't know, but they still have magic, as the best in all grades, they are proud of this, and they do have the ability to be proud.

Cedric's strength is well known, and Transfiguration has exerted great combat power even on the surface.

The water snake condensed by the water element stretches endlessly and is extremely difficult, exerting great power in this environment, which is exactly the elemental transformation realm that Samael has not yet stepped into.

Although Branson did not transform as a werewolf, he had far faster speed and nervous reflexes than ordinary people, and with his beastly instincts, he evaded most of the spells that were shot at him.

The most unexpected is Percy, who does not have any particularly bright spells, but he can steadily block the attack of the two of them, and can also use the spell of one of them to counterattack the other, making the two embarrassed.

Samael's such a big movement naturally attracted some people's bystanders, and he did not deliberately hide it, but also reassured some people.

"I never expected our prefect to be so powerful."

Percy, as a prefect, knew a lot of people, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful, some Gryffindor students said in surprise.

"George, slap me, am I hallucinating, is that really Percy?"

Fred asked George like a treasure.

"Snap!"

A loud slap slapped Fred in the face. George looked at an idiot and said lightly:

"I have never seen this kind of request in my life." That's right, that's Percy. The

brothers knew Percy was good, but they didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.

Since Percy put on that outfit, it was like a different person, not only reducing the intervention of the two, but even smiling when they met.

Let them creepy.

......

After persuading the troubled Draco away, Samael once again entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

That's right, it's Saturday, the day Lao Fu taught Samael.

"Good morning Professor."

"Good morning, Mr. Gaunt, what a showdown

" was another boring and unobtrusive greeting, and Quirrell had asked him about his "elemental magic" several times, consciously or unconsciously, but he was fooled.

Samael said, where did he get such a big face, why tell you?

Bullying me young? Do you know what you are talking about, or you should ask the core of the Thorn Curse of the Lord of the Nott family, you see if people chisel you.

"Can the professor start teaching today?"

Samael asked with a smile and sincerity.

"Of course."

Elegant and confident, the familiar old Fu is officially online.

"Mr. Gaunt, would you mind showing me your learning."

"Of course, Professor."

Samael wielded a spell with his left hand, revealing the results of the week.

At the beginning, it was still decent, such as smoke rope curse, corrosion curse, etc., Lao Fu's heart was unremarkable, without the slightest wave, but when he saw the back, he gradually became surprised.

"This is a link to the puppet curse and the curse? Nice idea,"

Voldemort nodded approvingly, agreeing with Samael's thoughts.

"Oh? Life Transformation?

"I have to say Mr. Gaunt, you gave a great surprise."

Watching Samael's handsome hands become dry and recover in an instant, Lao Fu's expression was wonderful.

Of course, no one counted on the dragon claw orchid damaged in the process.

"Teacher, if the magic pattern circuit of the Eternal Golem Curse creates a contract with undead creatures or long-lived creatures, can the immortal body be realized?"

Samael duly proposed his idea of guessing the immortal body, and changed his title from professor to teacher.

Lao Fu did not correct this title, and after glancing at it with unclear eyes, he began to explain in detail.

"The immortal body is not so simple, it is not determined by simple life energy, it involves the great power of the body, magical changes, soul, and even time.

In the Middle Ages, some powerful wizards offered sacrifices to great beings to immortalize their souls, but this method has been lost. "

Even if it still exists, it will subtly change the thinking and even the belief of wizards, and the final result is to dedicate himself to the so-called gods"

Samael listened, and just right to offer Voldemort a look of adoration.

I have to say that if Lao Fu does not become a Dark Lord and becomes a scholar, he is definitely the most knowledgeable among scholars.

"Teacher, if you use a combination of the enslavement spell and the sacrificial charm, will it be more effective."

Back to the point, Samael actually asked this question for Draco.

The life transformation of the puppet curse will forcibly plunder the life force of living beings, just like the dragon claw orchid just now.

But his use of the life energy of the Dragon Claw Orchid is actually very limited, due to its instinctive resistance, most of the energy will dissipate, and he has plundered only one out of ten.

If you forcibly carry out a contract with a slavery spell, and then order the creature to sacrifice with the power of the contract, you will get much more energy than this.

Hearing this, Voldemort was surprised, and looked at Samael strangely, am I the Dark Lord or are you the Dark Lord, is the blood of the Gaunt family so pure?

Old Fu pondered for a moment, and began the detailed explanation again, and Samael would ask questions from time to time that even his eyes would light up.

Although the idea is immature, it is a new attempt. As a transcendent, Samael's last thing is his imagination.