One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 227 I Really Like the Atmosphere Here

The sorting ceremony for freshmen ended, followed by a "rich" dinner.

Of course, this "abundance" is only aimed at the "gourmet desert" of the British Isles.

Because apart from simple and crude meats such as various barbecues, steaks, and sausages, the taste of other side dishes such as boiled potatoes, French fries, and pea sprouts is really hard to describe.

In particular, there are very few types of green leafy vegetables, it seems that there are only three or four types.

Although it is far from unpalatable, it is definitely not delicious.

And some dishes are basically tasteless, and they have to be served with tomato sauce, pudding, meat sauce, carrot juice, and pumpkin juice.

For someone with a sensitive palate, this was nothing short of a disaster.

There is no other added original pumpkin juice and carrot juice, who knows who drinks it.

What is even more incomprehensible is that there are mints and other sweets and desserts on the dinner table.

no doubt!

For the famous Hogwarts opening dinner, Zuo Si's evaluation is only four words, which is very disappointing.

I didn't even touch any food or drink at all, planning to go back to the dormitory after the end and make a hero feast for dinner.

Since he obtained this six-ring magical technique, he has obviously become more and more picky about food.

However, this behavior of not eating anything turned into tension and fear in the eyes of others.

Especially the "venomous tongue" Master Malfoy, while deliberately chewing the steak vigorously, he sneered and mocked: "Are you not eating because you are afraid that you will vomit later?"

For this kind of boring provocation, Zuo Si just shook his head with a contemptuous smile: "No, I just simply find it too unpalatable to swallow.

and……

I'm starting to wonder now if you've ever tasted real food to enjoy something so bad.

If the pure-blood families in the wizarding world are so pitiful that they don't even taste decent delicious food, allow me to express my pity to you.

Because it's just so sad.

After all, food represents not only a sensory enjoyment, but also the cultural heritage of a region, country, or even a nation.

Counting the civilizations and empires that have left great and glorious chapters in history, without exception, they all have their own eating habits and specialties.

It's a pity that I haven't seen even the slightest similar residue on your bodies.

It seems that the so-called pure-blood wizard families in Europe are just a group of nouveau riche born around the year 1000 AD.

Just like the nobles in the Muggle world are transformed from those stupid and ignorant barbarians

The founder of your family may have been nothing more than a farmer, servant, or slave, and was later taken in as a disciple by a wizard.

After several generations of development and growth, it is ridiculous to start imitating the aristocratic lords of the Muggle world and start the blood theory, and then use it to prove their superiority?

Or do you want to use this old-fashioned accent to establish your own solid dominance in the wizarding world?

Don't be naive!

wake up!

The days of blood theory and pure-blood families are long over.

Looking at the current wizarding world, how many pure-blood wizards are left?

How many half-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards accounted for?

Remember, dear Dellaco Malfoy.

The nature of the wizarding world has never been about politics or relationships.

Whether a wizard is revered does not depend on his origin, bloodline, wealth and other messy things, but only on the strength of magical power.

For example, do you think Voldemort, Gellert Grindelwald, or our headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, would dare to do anything wrong even if they were alone?

It’s okay if you still don’t get it, I’ll prove it later anyway.

so……

Eat as much as you can now, otherwise you may not have a good appetite for the next few days or even half a month. "

After all, Zuo Si pretended to be kind and added another piece of steak to Master Malfoy's plate, and the smiling eyes made all the Slytherin students around feel terrified.

They had never seen a first-year freshman so calm and even unscrupulously taunting them under the siege of malice.

Anyone who dares to do this is basically either something to rely on, or a complete lunatic.

Some precocious senior students showed vigilant and thoughtful expressions, obviously understanding some of the words.

Dumbledore undoubtedly noticed the weird atmosphere at the dining table in Slytherin College, and whispered to Snape who was beside him: "The opening ceremony will be over soon, you'd better go back to Slytherin's public rest immediately. I have a hunch, that First-year students from Muggle families can be in big trouble."

"About this, you don't need to tell me. Those pure-blood students have always been unfriendly to Muggle-born students. But what makes me wonder why he is considered suitable for Slytherin by the Sorting Hat .” Snape frowned subconsciously.

Since he himself graduated from the "Snake Court", he is very aware of the discrimination, bullying, and even abuse that Muggle-born students will encounter here.

Almost no little Muggle-born wizard can graduate safely and smoothly.

Basically either died of various "accidents", or was tortured to the point of mental breakdown, and finally gave up staying at Hogwarts to learn magic knowledge.

"What's your impression of the kid named South? If I remember correctly, you were responsible for contacting his family and explaining it." Dumbledore asked casually.

Snape replied without thinking: "The general impression he gives me is that he is smart and quiet, and he knows how to restrain himself, and he will not show impulsive and stupid characters like his peers. Oh, yes, he is buying When I was looking for books and teaching materials, I bought all the "Standard Spells" from the first grade to the sixth grade at once."

"All?!" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"That's right! That's all!" Snape nodded slightly.

The voices of the two were heard by Professor McGonagall who was sitting on the side, and the latter immediately added: "Just now at the gate, this young man named South knocked down Della, Malfoy, Crabbe with the Sleeping Curse. and gore.

He is very talented in using spells, not even inferior to those senior students or adult wizards, making people feel that he does not come from a Muggle family.

At least in my life, I haven't seen a few freshmen who can learn and use spells so proficiently when they first enter school. "

"What? He used the Sleeping Curse on three students at the door? Why?" Snape frowned even more.

"Because Malfoy called him a Mudblood. You know, some descendants of pure-blood families have a very bad attitude towards Muggles and Muggle-born wizards." Professor McGonagall sighed slightly.

"Well, at least you don't have to worry about him being unable to fight back when he's attacked by a spell. Looks like the Slytherin common room will be very lively tonight."

There was a strange light in Snape's eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As a master of Occlumency, no one can read thoughts and memories from his mind, not even Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Although Professor McGonagall wanted to say something, he didn't say it in the end.

After all, this is a matter within Slytherin House, and outsiders are not qualified to dictate.

After the dinner was over, Principal Dumbledore announced the precautions for the new semester in public, and also took the lead in directing everyone to sing a messy school song.

Then, under the leadership of the prefects, the freshmen went to the common rest and dormitory locations of their respective colleges.

Since the Slytherin public recess was at the bottom of the lake under the castle, it was separated from the other three houses early on.

When she came near the entrance, Gemma Farley, the headmistress, stopped suddenly, stared at Zuo Si with a slightly playful look, and asked with a half-smile after a few seconds: "What are you doing?" Are you ready?"

"Of course! I can't wait to teach these bastards a lesson."

Zuo Si raised the corner of her mouth and showed an expectant smile.

"Fine. I like your confidence and craziness. Hope not to see you being carried out for a while."

After saying this, Gemma Farley said the password directly to the door of the Slytherin public rest room.

moment!

A secret door hidden in a wet stone wall suddenly opened automatically, revealing a dark space like an aquarium inside.

Especially the large transparent crystals around and above the head reflect the gorgeous scenery of the bottom of the lake around Hogwarts Castle.

Occasionally you can see a giant octopus or some other strange underwater creatures.

You don't need to ask to know that these are all magical creatures, or magical animals.

Among them, the walls and ground are made of black marble, presenting a Gothic artistic style, with huge green lights hanging from chains above the head.

If I had to use one word to describe the Slytherin common room, it would be grotesque.

All the Slytherins stayed where they were, and no one stepped over the threshold, as if waiting for something.

Seeing this, Zuo Si immediately turned around and said with a smile to those students who were exuding malice all over their bodies, "I'll go in and wait for you. Remember to act quickly and don't make me wait too long. As for those who don't want to be my enemy People, please wait here for a while. Don't worry, it won't take too much time."

"It really won't take too much time! Because you will be carried out soon covered in blood!" A senior student threatened viciously.

"Hehe, I admit that someone will be carried out, but that person will definitely not be me."

After all, Zuo Si ignored these "bear children" and walked into the public rest alone, pulling out her wand and standing in the middle.

After a while, more than thirty senior Slytherin students, as well as Master Malfoy and his two followers, rushed in.

Prefect Gemma Farley stared at the rest of the guys standing at the door without moving, and asked directly, "Anyone else want to join?"

After a brief silence, several more people walked in.

Needless to ask, I know that these guys are 100% supporters of the pure-blood faction, and many of them, even many of their family elders, are members of the Death Eaters.

It's just that after the downfall of Voldemort, he escaped the punishment he deserved by jumping back quickly like Lucius.

After all the purebloods went in, Gemma Farley immediately chose to close the entrance door.

The moment the stone wall fell, it was equivalent to a signal to act.

But to everyone's disbelief, the first strike was not at all the Slytherin seniors, but the seemingly lonely Zuo Si.

"Thousands of bullets are fired!"

Before the former could react, countless golden birds that appeared out of thin air rushed over like a violent storm.

We all know that when people are attacked head-on, they will subconsciously dodge.

Especially when the face and eyes are threatened, they will subconsciously cover them with their arms.

When a flock of birds flew over, the Slytherin students were surprised to find that Zuo Si, who was standing in the common room a few seconds ago, had completely disappeared at this moment.

"Damn it! Where did that Mudblood hide?"

"Could it be that he ran upstairs to the dormitory?"

"Quick! Go up and catch him! Today, no matter what, give him some color!"

All of a sudden, the group of Slytherin students were excited and rushed towards the stairs leading to the dormitory.

The moment they all squeezed into the narrow passage, they suddenly heard a familiar voice behind them.

"Damned!"

"Damned!"

"Damned!"

next second...

Dazzling lights shot out from the air in the corner, directly hitting the last few unlucky ones.

These guys didn't even know what happened, so they fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

And the position where they fell just blocked the exit of the stairs and passages, so those who were squeezed in the middle could neither go up nor come down.

"It's so stupid to be able to..."

Zuo Si released his invisibility while evaluating.

You don't need to ask to know that he just deliberately used ten thousand bullets to cover the other party's sight, and then secretly used the illusion spell, which is the invisibility magic of this world, to hide himself.

As for the effect, it is basically not much different from the invisibility technique of the second ring.

I have to say, compared with the insidious and cunning spellcasters trained in the cruel environment of Faerun, these Hogwarts students are really cute and silly, and they have no fighting awareness and experience at all.

Otherwise, they would never swarm into narrow places like stairs and passages.

Since Hogwarts cannot use apparation, the consequences are self-evident.

If it weren't for Zuo Si's lack of murderous intentions, and the fireball just thrown in, it is estimated that the number of people in Slytherin House would have dropped by about half.

Many pure-blood families might become extinct because of this.

But considering that the British wizarding world has maintained peace for ten years, and even some extremely lethal spells are labeled as "black magic" and are forbidden to be learned and taught publicly, it is not worthwhile for Hogwarts students to show their hips What a fuss.

After all, the survival pressures faced by the two worlds are completely different.

If students from Hogwarts were thrown into Faerun or the towers of the Floating City, it is estimated that one out of every hundred people survived would be considered a fairly high ratio.

In order to let these "greenhouse flowers" feel what a real magic user is, Zuo Si unceremoniously raised his wand and pointed it at the blocked stairway.

"Blazing flames!"

boom! ! ! ! !

A mass of burning flames directly ignited the clothes of the Slytherin students crowded in the corridor.

The pain from the burning made them panic for a moment, and they quickly tore off all the clothes on their bodies like crazy.

After a while, the painting style became very eye-catching.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't intend to let the opponent go so easily, and once again released the Smoke Curse on the fiercely burning clothes on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, thick black smoke came out from inside.

A few seniors who had cast the Iron Armor Curse tried to rush out with brute force. Without exception, they were first stripped of their protection by the Stopping Curse, then hit by the Impeding Curse and couldn't move, and finally choked under the torment of the thick smoke. Fainted.

After about a few minutes, violent coughing and crying, as well as desperate cries and begging for mercy, filled the entire Slytherin common room.

Obviously, in the face of threats that may cause severe pain and even death, the descendants of these pure-blood families are far less strong than they imagined.

It's a pity that Zuo Si didn't intend to let them out, but let them cry until they became hoarse, then put away their wand and turned to open the door of the common room.

But the first thing he saw was not Prefect Gemma Farley, but Severus Snape.

The head of the Slytherin first glanced at the horror in the living room near the stairs of the dormitory, and then narrowed his eyes and asked, "You did all this?"

"No, professor. I'm just purely defending myself." Zuo Si replied calmly.

"Self-defense?"

A scrutiny came over Snape's face.

"I've never seen anyone defending himself and knocking dozens of classmates who are mostly older than me in the corridor.

And judging from their situation, you should have used Stunning, Fire, Smoke and Impediment spells.

As a new Muggle-born, I am amazed at the level of your spells.

At least in my many years of professional teaching, I have never met a genius like you. "

"It's all thanks to the standard spell books you took me to Diagon Alley to buy. All these spells, I learned from books."

Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be modest and bowed slightly.

"Self-taught? Without the guidance of any adult wizard?" Snape's eyes flickered with suspicion.

Because this is so abnormal.

He can guarantee that even wizards of the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore cannot have more magic and more proficiency than the boy in front of him when he first entered school.

Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed the other party's reaction, and explained with a smile: "That's right, it's self-study. If you don't believe it, you can specify any page from standard spells one to six, and I can give it to you right now." Recite it. Not only that, but I can recite it letter by letter backwards."

Hearing these words, Snape's expression finally changed.

He himself is a genius and master of potions, and he knows very well what such an exaggerated "photographic memory" means.

In order to confirm this, the Slytherin headmaster conducted an assessment on the spot, randomly selecting a page from standard spells one to six for Zuo Si to recite.

As a result, after trying more than twenty times, he found that Zuo Si could really recite letter by letter backwards, and he was extremely shocked in his heart.

He didn't even bother to pay attention to the idiots who fell on the ground, and directly waved his wand to release the cleaning spell and revival spell to wake them up, and at the same time humiliated everyone in a very harsh and mean tone, and classified them as "Slytherin's shame" ", and issued a gag order not to allow anyone to mention this matter to other colleges.

After dealing with all this, Snape hurried to the principal's office.

Dumbledore, who was flipping through the documents, immediately stopped what he was doing, raised his head and asked, "Is that child okay?"

"It's nothing. To be precise, he took care of all the troubles by himself when I arrived. About forty Slytherin students were knocked to the ground, and there were many students in the fifth, sixth and seventh years." .” Snape reported blankly.

"Oh? How did he do it?" Dumbledore's eyes widened curiously.

If it is an outstanding student above the fourth grade, it is understandable that he can do this.

After all, there is a huge gap in strength between wizards and wizards.

When he and Voldemort were in the fourth year, they were capable of defeating senior students who were older than themselves, and even most adult wizards, even if the opponent was outnumbered.

But the problem is that Zuo Si was born in a Muggle family and has never been taught by anyone.

Snape pondered for a moment to organize his words, and then explained: "I think... this year's Hogwarts may not only usher in the famous Harry Potter, but also usher in a terrible magic genius.

This young man named Soth has mastered many spells just through self-study.

And he can also recite the content of standard spells one to six backwards.

caution! The back-and-forth here is not an exaggerated description, but just a common and apt description. "

"what?!"

Even Dumbledore was taken aback by this news after experiencing so many things.

You must know that the thickness and size of each book of standard spells is astonishing. Even he dare not say that he can memorize them all, let alone "reciprocally memorize them fluently".

If someone can do this, then their intelligence and magical talent are very likely to surpass themselves, Gellert Grindelwald and Voldemort.

"It's scary, isn't it? If you don't believe it, you can give him a test spell that is not in the standard spells. I have a hunch that he may be able to imitate it just by looking at it. Compared with Stupid Potter, I think South is more like the savior who can defeat You-Know-Who."

After saying this, Snape turned and left the principal's office without looking back.

It was easy to judge from that unhappy attitude that he was quite dissatisfied with Dumbledore for training Harry Potter to deal with Voldemort.

But Dumbledore didn't have any intention of explaining. He just sat on the chair with his hands crossed in front of his chest, his eyes revealed vicissitudes and wisdom, as if he was thinking about something.

...

At the same time, in the Slytherin common room on the other side.

Zuo Si, who just beat up almost half of the students in Slytherin House, was sitting leisurely at the table drinking tea with the prefect Gemma Farley.

Beside the two of them, there were many students of mixed race sitting around.

They are usually suppressed, squeezed out and bullied by the pure-blood faction, so after seeing a freshman who beat up those guys who were domineering all day long on the first day of school, they immediately gathered together and wanted to surround them. The "ruthless" classmate forms a new small group to counter the pure-blood faction's dominance in the Slater Lin family.

After all, almost one of the students who can enter this college has a high IQ, and they know how rare such an opportunity is.

As for those little wizards who lost their adults and got big eyes, they all ran upstairs to the dormitory and became ostriches with their heads buried in the sand.

They were even embarrassed to go to the school doctor to treat their own burns, so they could only make do with the burn ointment left by Snape.

"You really don't look like a student from a Muggle family." Gemma Farley sighed slightly.

Although she didn't see the specific battle process, she could easily judge from the shocking scene when the door was opened, and Zuo Si's unscathed appearance, that it was definitely a one-sided crushing Bureau.

And judging from the simple test conducted by the head of the school, Snape, the oriental boy in front of him possessed terrifying intelligence and magical talent that ordinary people could not match.

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "Isn't this just proving the absurdity of pure blood theory to some extent?

In the future, the higher my achievements and the better my performance, the more embarrassing those pure-blood families who support blood theory will be.

And these idiots seem to be missing the point...

That is our headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of our time, is actually an opponent of the theory of blood.

So their persistence and shouting are nothing but the barking of the defeated and incompetent dogs of this era. "

"I now finally know why you were sent to Slytherin by the Sorting Hat.

Whether it's the talent for magic spells that surprised the professor, or the monster-like memory, or the ruthless style of dealing with the enemy, they all perfectly fit the temperament of this academy.

no doubt!

You're a natural Slytherin, not quite what those guys think. "

Gemma Farley gave her evaluation solemnly.

"Thank you for your compliment. But you specially asked me to stay and talk, don't you just want to talk about this?" Zuo Si raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes.

Gemma Farley replied meaningfully: "Of course not. Through what happened today, I think we may join forces and do something in Slytherin House. After all, Slytherin is not all pure-blooded. , and many half-blood wizards."

While saying these words, she looked around with pointed eyes.

All the students who were seen immediately stood up straight, as if responding to this ambitious female prefect.

But Zuo Si sneered and refused: "Sorry, I'm not interested in this kind of children's play house games, and I won't waste precious time and energy on such boring things.

I don’t know if you have heard a saying that the strong are good alone and the weak are in groups.

Only the weak will think all day about how to consolidate their poor wealth and power by forming gangs.

For the strong, these things are like weeds on the side of the road, and they are not attractive at all. "

With the last word blurted out, Zuo Si completely ignored everyone's shocked and stunned reactions, including Gemma Farley, and got up and walked directly to where the boys' dormitory was.

Emulating what Voldemort did as a student under Dumbledore's nose?

What a joke!

He didn't want to be stared at all day, and he might have to attend an ideological education class every now and then.

Seeing Zuo Si's figure disappear at the end of the stairs in the boys' dormitory, a fourth-grade girl tentatively tentatively said, "Gemma, he doesn't seem to be interested in our proposal. What should we do now? If those pure-blood guys know I'm sure I'm going to make trouble."

"Don't worry. It doesn't matter whether South himself agrees or not. The important thing is that we let the other party know that he is our person now."

Gemma Farley stroked her chin and calmly came up with a solution.

From the bewilderment that flickered in her eyes, it's not hard to see that she didn't understand why Zuo Si would reject such a good offer.

You must know that most students in Slytherin House will inevitably have a strong desire for power and strength, even the first-year freshmen are no exception.

Just look at Della Malfoy's attempt to befriend Harry Potter, the "savior" before the sorting ceremony, to know how precocious the "little snakes" are in this regard.

It's a pity that although Zuo Si looks like an eleven-year-old boy on the surface, he is actually an adult in his heart, a planeswalker with the ability to travel between different worlds.

Not to mention a school like Hogwarts with a total population of no more than 300, even the so-called British wizarding world he doesn't think much of.

The reason why I chose to come to this world is because of its relatively safe environment, and I can safely and boldly carry out some research and experiments that are not convenient in Faerun.

On the other hand, this world not only has magic, but also has a complete technological system, which is very suitable for operating as a rear area.

Of course, before that, some means need to be used to build a reputation, so that the entire magic world realizes that a "genius" has appeared.

Only in this way can the second step of the whole plan be carried out logically.

Going down the dark steps, Zuo Si quickly found her own bedroom.

As expected, there was not even half a roommate in the room, only two suitcases were placed by the bed.

You don't need to ask to know that the freshmen who just entered the school were so frightened that they didn't dare to get close to this lunatic who knocked almost half of the senior students of the academy to the ground on the first day of enrollment.

But it could not be ruled out that the beaten Slytherin students deliberately used this method to isolate him.

For this situation, Zuo Si didn't take it seriously, instead she was happy and quiet, and quickly waved her magic wand to open the box and sorted the contents into every corner of the house.

Unlike the Faerun magic system, which is more inclined to combat, most of the spells in this world have been improved for hundreds of years in modern times, and have gradually become very close to life.

And because of the "magic wand", which is an amplifier specially used to enhance the wizard's perception and control, casting spells is far simpler, faster, and more convenient than Faerun.

In the blink of an eye, the slightly dirty and dusty dormitory was cleaned up.

After finishing all this, Zuo Si cast the magic spell of six rings to summon [Hero Banquet], sat down and began to enjoy the delicious food.

After filling his stomach, he lay on the bed and read for a while. He estimated that the curfew was about to start, and immediately created a phantom through the planeswalker card to hide it.

On the other hand, he blessed the invisibility magic and quietly came to the common room, and sneaked out the moment another person opened the door and went straight to the library.

Although at the beginning, the intricate passages and a large number of moving stairs caused a lot of trouble.

But it didn't take long for Zuo Si to draw a three-dimensional map of the entire Hogwarts castle in his brain with his super strong memory.

When the time came to around midnight, I finally came to the entrance of the library next to the corridor on the first floor.

Through a simple magic detection, he confirmed that there were no protective measures including the gate, and he walked in with confidence and boldly, and closed the gate casually.

Due to the blessing of [Dark Vision] in advance, Zuo Si does not need to carry an oil lamp in his hand like other night tour students, or use a magic wand to release fluorescent flashes for lighting. hidden in the dark.

Unless you are very close, it is basically impossible to be found.

Soon, Zuo Si began to walk along the bookshelves, touching the covers of those books one by one with his fingers, and stored all those non-magic books in the [Thinking Library].

When he finds a book that cannot be instantly read and memorized by [Scholar's Touch], he will open it and read the contents carefully.

Before I knew it, a few hours passed like this.

When the sky outside started to turn pale, Zuo Si realized that she had been soaking in the library for nearly six hours.

If you don't leave, Mrs. Irma Pince will probably show you.

"Well, it seems that we will come again tonight."

Zuo Si sighed slightly, closed the book in his hand and put it back on the second shelf in the restricted area, blessed himself with invisibility magic again, and walked quickly towards the Slytherin common room

It had to be said that while Hogwarts' opening dinner had disappointed him to the core, the library was the complete opposite.

These include the theoretical explanation of Vientiane, various unknown spells and magic, as well as advanced potion formulas and production processes, books dedicated to introducing magical animals...

Whether it is on the market or not, you can find it all here.

Among them is a book that radiates scalding heat that can burn human hands, and even details how to use and manipulate Fiendfire.

In short, a lot of knowledge that will never be taught in the classroom is basically kept intact in the restricted area.

No wonder borrowing books here requires a note from the professor.

If students with strong curiosity and lack of self-control are allowed to borrow books casually, the whole of Hogwarts may become extremely dangerous.

However, for Zuo Si, who has in-depth research on necromancy magic, the so-called "forbidden book" is just a record of slightly dangerous knowledge, nothing more.

Compared with necromancy magic, which often dismantles the living into eight pieces, the corpses are made into various undead creatures, constructs, and fleshy golems, and the souls are transformed into wraiths and imprisoned as magic parts that will automatically operate. Most black magic Not even close enough to the word evil.

Even the method of making Horcruxes, which Dumbledore regards as extremely evil and cruel, is nothing more than a small witch.

Apart from the high price of tearing his own soul, Zuo Si really didn't see where the evil and cruelty lies.

As for the premise of killing, it is not a problem at all in the face of real necromancy magic.

Instead of killing ordinary people and innocents, shouldn't it be possible to kill those scumbags who committed crimes that both humans and gods hate?

In short, Zuo Si returned to her single dormitory safe and sound, taking advantage of the time when everyone was still up in the morning.

After simply tidying up his personal hygiene and casually eating some of the leftover hero feast from last night that has not yet disappeared, he brought the books needed for class during the day and appeared in the lobby on the first floor where the opening ceremony was held yesterday.

As the largest place in the entire Hogwarts castle, it is not only a restaurant, but also a study room.

Little wizards who usually don't have much class gather here to do their homework and discuss topics of interest in groups of three or four.

Since it was already close to eight o'clock, there was only one hour left before the first class at 8:30.

It can be seen that many people are sitting at the table with sleepy eyes, stuffing food into their mouths one by one, and checking the schedule of the new semester at the same time to prevent accidentally going to the wrong class.

The freshmen who had just spent their first night at Hogwarts were obviously a little over-excited, and they were gathering together to chat about something.

It seems that everything is so ordinary and full of vigor.

But the moment Zuo Si appeared at the door, the whole hall seemed to be muted, everyone stopped talking at the same time, raised their heads and stared at the unscathed, and walked out of the Slytherin common room "Legend".

Not only that!

They also suddenly discovered that there seemed to be large areas of redness on the faces, necks, and hands of many senior students in Slytherin College, and their skin color looked very abnormal.

For some reason, the hair and eyebrows have all disappeared, leaving a bald head.

What's even more unusual is that when Zuo Si walked in, these people all lowered their heads and pretended to be eating, and they didn't dare to look at her at all.

Especially Master Malfoy, his whole body was trembling slightly uncontrollably, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"My God! You... are you still alive?!"

It just happened to come in from the other side of the passage. Ron couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Not only him, but Harry beside him also opened his mouth unbelievably.

Because the two of them had just heard twin brothers Fred and George tell a lot of horror stories about Slytherin House last night, and they thought that the boy who was sitting in the same carriage with them might be in danger.

"What do you mean I'm still alive?"

Zuo Si rolled her eyes angrily, and at the same time thought that this unlucky child really can't speak.

No wonder some people jokingly refer to the protagonist trio as "Hermione and her two silly sons".

This EQ is so low that it can't be seen anymore.

Compared with the youngest son of the Weasley family, the EQ of the "Savior" was obviously much higher, and he hurriedly explained: "What Ron means is that you were not targeted in the Slytherin common room last night, right? "

"Target? Hmm... There seemed to be a little conflict last night, but it has been resolved. After all, this is a school. As classmates, we should love each other and live in harmony."

Speaking of this, Zuo Si paused suddenly, then turned around and walked to Master Malfoy's side, putting an arm around his shoulder pretending to be affectionate, with a dangerous smile on his face.

"Dear Della classmate. Do you have any opinions on me now? If you have any, please say it. It's okay. I'm a very kind person, so I won't retaliate against you because of it."

"No! No...no! Absolutely not!"

Like a frightened rabbit, Master Malfoy jumped up from his seat and shook his head desperately.

The fear revealed in those eyes was like seeing a living devil appearing in front of him.

He will never forget the suffocating sense of oppression that emanated from his whole body when the other party cast the Flame Curse.

Seeing Master Malfoy being so kind, Zuo Si immediately showed a satisfied expression, patted him on the shoulder and said to Ron and Harry: "Look! Dear student Dellako Malfoy is still very reasonable. In fact Not only him, but all the seniors and sisters of Slytherin House are very enthusiastic and nice to speak, I really like the atmosphere here."

While saying these words, Zuo Si slapped the naked heads of those Slytherin students who participated in the siege yesterday one by one.

All the people who were photographed showed angry eyes, and some even bent their eating forks.

(end of this chapter)