Hogwarts snake wizard

Exams were approaching, and Hogwarts, no matter what grade it was, was engaged in intense revision.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

That is the member of the Dream Fulfillment Organization, headed by Samael.

After Samael's actual combat tempering, the members of the organization are at the top of their respective grades in the release of magic and the control of battle timing.

The theory of magic has Percy and Cedric's study notes, also hand-held.

Think about it, the Hogwarts curriculum is not compact, there is a lot of free time, when others are having fun, this group of people are studying and training desperately, and the gap is suddenly widened, not to mention that these people are the best in their respective grades.

Ravenclaw long table, looking at Derek who was feeding the dragon, everyone was surprised by this, and learned that the little dragon had been divided, and several people had no other emotions except envy.

Samael stroked the little dragon's gradually growing scales, and he was very fond of these little ones.

I don't know if it was the reason why he burned them with fierce fire or later slashed them with lightning, these little guys were extremely close to him.

This makes the Big Four and the little spicy strips quite delicious.

Branson looked at Samael with resentment, he also liked this murderous creature, but if he let him know a few days earlier, there was absolutely no Draco's share.

He's heard that this thing can breathe fire.

He is good at weather spells, thunder and flame are his specialties, and having such a combat pet can be said to be a tiger for him.

Samael couldn't stand his gaze and quickly opened the topic:

"Where did Draco go?"

Since having the dragon, Draco was rare and clever, and asked his father to apply for an electric tail dragon breeding license for a few of them overnight, so he would take the dragon with him wherever he went.

Samael wondered how Draco could miss such a rare show-off occasion as the restaurant.

"I bet he must have provoked the savior to go, if not, I ate the long table."

Branson said as he ate that Draco and the Savior's love story had been heard even in Ravenclaw.

Theodore gave him a blank look.

He seriously suspected that the person in front of him was cheating and drinking, and he guessed?

Before I knew it, I was obviously a Ravenclaw cold male god, and after I knew it, I became more and more two.

"Good news, good news."

While several people were burying their heads in cooking, the guy Blaise appeared among them out of nowhere, and was almost shot through by several people with a magic spell.

They have trained extremely seriously in the past few days, almost formed muscle memory, and they can't stand this kind of sudden appearance of people.

Samael saw that several people secretly put away their wands and said softly.

"Let's start with some good news."

"Weasley? Why are you here?

Blaise asked suspiciously after seeing Percy.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Samael looked at him directly, since he became a blood-cursed orc, he had an extra fierce aura of a beast on his body, and Blaise was covered in hair.

"Uh~ It's Draco guy who got injured and is now in the school hospital."

Blaise was happy in his heart, and ever since he had been forgiven by Samael, the guy had always looked at him weirdly, and his instincts had told him that Draco was not well.

"Hospitalized? Who did this to you? What kind of good news is this? Although

Draco had all kinds of shortcomings, he was good to his own people, and everyone at the table had a slight look in their eyes, and their eyes began to become unkind.

"Uh~ didn't get hurt, just went to provoke his boyfriend, and Ron Weasley was much more seriously injured than him."

Seeing this situation, Blaise did not dare to sell it, and quickly explained.

"Ron is injured?"

Except for Percy, who cared more about his younger brother, everyone's minds flashed that the original match caught the adulterer, angrily beat the mistress, and then the scumbag tore the original match with his hands.

"What's going on?"

At this time, everyone was interested, and Beverly pulled everyone away and rushed to the front line.

She is not sleepy to talk about this.

"I don't know the specifics, anyway, it was Draco who provoked Potter every day, and then Ron Weasley couldn't sit still, went up to theorize, and somehow it started, and several people didn't use magic, but it's strange that Draco didn't dodge in the face of Potter's fist, but Weasley was injured quite badly, and he kept crying wolf."

Blaise is gifted and vocal in storytelling.

"Life sharing? Stand-in puppets?

Derek and Theodore looked at each other and both thought of the reason.

As the subject of Samael's training, Draco knew exactly what means they had.

The guy obviously made progress on the puppet curse, deliberately provoked Potter, and let Ron be a stand-in, the heavier Potter's hand, the more seriously Ron was injured, and he didn't do anything.

"And then, then what?"

Beverly was impatient to know what would follow.

"No then, Professor Snape showed up in time and deducted 20 points from Gryffindor."

Beverly was clearly unhappy with this follow-up and ran to the Slytherin table to spread the version in her mind.

A few people were not interested in visiting Draco anymore, with the character of that guy chicken thief, he would not suffer.

Even Percy sat down again, the children were just fighting, nothing could happen with magic, but he was more distressed about the 20 points deducted.

"You just wondered why Percy is here."

Samael remembered Brace's reaction to seeing Percy here, he didn't know that Percy was from their gang, there must be something wrong.

"Oh, by the way, almost forgot."

"Your paper was published by Charms Innovation, and it is rumored that the editor-in-chief Ephias wants to apply for you a third-degree Merlin medal."

Blaise slapped his forehead and spoke excitedly to Percy.

Percy froze.

"Order of Merlin of the Third Degree? Not really. "

Samael has read Percy's paper, the level is very high, and publication is inevitable, but if you can really judge a Merlin medal, then the gold content of this award is too low.

"It is said that the editor-in-chief of Ephias praised it as a landmark inspiration for modern magic to replicate ancient magic, and I don't know much about it anyway."

Blaise shook his head, recalling what he had heard.

Samael's eyes lit up, yes, it was. Ancient magic is powerful and uncontrollable, and some spell-casting rituals can even be described as cumbersome.

Percy's thesis was to analyze the levitation charm, a spell that even first-year students could master, and through his research, it was excellent in defense and rebound attacks, and even produced a panacea ability similar to Nian Power.

If you say so, the editor-in-chief is not wrong, using modern magic to exert the power of ancient magic is indeed a leap forward in the academic world of magic.

With Ephias' influence in Wizengamot, this medal can be said to be stable.

"Congratulations Percy, if you get this medal, you must treat you."

Samael was sincerely happy for him, and this honor would be a stepping stone to his future political career.

Or that kind of solid gold brick.

Percy's face turned red, and he said that he must be sure.

Others stepped forward to congratulate them, and it gave them a greater sense of belonging to the organization.

They all know who proposed the topic of Percy's thesis and who gave the research direction.