The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Harry heard what Professor Snape said, and was about to open his mouth to defend himself. It was so unfair that Neville kicked the stool beside him.

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

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

""Your performance is terrible! "

"You were sorted into Slytherin by mistake!"

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

These words are like a knife.

An hour later, get out of class was over, and the Slytherin and Gryffindor first-years crawled out of the dungeon along the steps. Neville went to the library, and Harry walked last alone, his mind tumbling and depressed.

Slytherin had taken 1 point off for him the first week of school, and he didn't know why Snape hated him so much.

Harry walked sullenly towards the common room, only to notice that Draco Malfoy in front of him was also slowing down.

Harry remembered that Draco was the only student who hadn't been criticized, and he chased after him, asking in a low voice how to avoid points being deducted by Professor Snape.

Draco glanced at Harry, and said with disinterest, "Professor Snape and I used to know each other."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the ignorant Harry and walked away quickly.

Draco was also in a mess, and until now he hadn't figured out why he was assigned to Gryffindor.

Here, whether it's roommates or living habits, Draco is out of place.

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

Pansy still wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Notella, "Let Draco stay by himself for a while, he may not have figured out what to do."

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

Pansy stomped her feet angrily, just as Harry walked slowly over, seeing Harry Pansy bursting out in anger.

"Potter!" Pansy screamed angrily, "Professor Snape is right, why didn't you go back to your Muggle hometown earlier? It was you who took Draco's place!"

"Oh, really?" Harry clenched his fists.

Having been targeted by Professor Snape all morning, Harry had no place to get angry, and now that Pansy wanted to insult him, Harry's anger jumped wildly.

"I've had enough of you, Pansy Parkinson!" Harry pulled out his wand at once, recalling Marcus's casting posture on Dudley, and assumed a rather intimidating offensive posture, "You want to taste the power of my wand?" Do you like it?"

Pan Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed with his friend.

"Oh, laugh off Merlin's chin! Pott, who do you think you are? Mr. Moriarty?"

Nott also laughed so hard that he shed tears, clutching his stomach and taunting: "Look at him, how majestic? But the person who didn't even dare to play in the selection of hidden seniors yesterday will chant curses today? Uh, haha..."

Harry's heart felt as if it had been stabbed severely, and he took out his wand because the images of Marcus punishing Dudley kept popping up in his mind recently, so that he couldn't wait to cast a spell.

There is another point that Harry has never told anyone 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, it burst into a ball of brilliant light. spark.

Harry thought this was proof of his magical talent, maybe I was born to cast spells?

Harry became excited, his wand trembling slightly, and Pansy snorted, "Potter! You don't want to fight the three...two of us at the same time, do you?"

Pansy counts Daphne in, but Daphne backs off and says she won't participate, so it's just Pansy and Knott.

Not to be outdone, Harry said, "Come on, you are all defeated by Neville."

Nott was about to draw out his wand, but Zabini, who had been watching from the side, stepped forward, "Let me do it! I'll teach this Harry Potter who shouldn't be assigned to Slytherin!"

He walked up to Harry bravely and raised his wand.

Nott rolled his eyes. Zabini's reputation is quite bad. Now he showed up to show his favor and gave Pansy a wink.

Zabini stared at Harry, and said in his heart, I'm sorry, the savior, so that I won't be isolated, I can only isolate you.

Harry didn't move Zabini's little thoughts, he still wanted Zabini to leave, but before he finished speaking, Zabini had already cast a spell on him.

"Grin ho la la!"

"Sabini, oh la la la~ ah quack—"

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

Drooling, Pansy and Knott laughed, as did the other students watching the confrontation.

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

"Tarantella dance!"

Harry's two legs seemed to be equipped with a remote control, and he couldn't help repeating the movements of separating, stretching, shaking, kicking, and jumping.

With his nostrils up in the sky, Zabini snorted disdainfully, taunted Harry, turned and walked towards Pansy.

In fact, he only knew these two spells, and Neville knocked his wand away with a disarming spell during the selection of the hidden prefect.

Harry lost control of his legs and mouth, and Harry panicked even more, he didn't know what to do.

Zabini was still putting on airs: "Potter, you'd better admit defeat, or I'll continue to cast spells on you."

"Is that so, Zabini?"

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

He didn't wear a wizard's robe today. Instead, he looked like a big brother next door, with bright eyes, walking towards this side.

"Student Zabini, if you curse Potter, I will deduct 10 points from Slytherin for your brutal behavior!"

"What?" Zabini opened his arms and shouted in confusion, "Why? It was Potter who provoked us first!"

"Do you think I can't control you after I graduate!" William's voice was louder than Zabini's, and he walked up to stare at Zabini.

"I..." Zabini didn't dare to talk back, and looked back at Panxi and the others, hoping to get support, but Panxi and the other three seemed to have nothing to do with him, which made Zabini's heart cold for a while.

Just now they said that Harry Potter deducted 1 point from Slytherin on the second day of school.

In a blink of an eye, I will deduct 10 points from the academy!

Oh Merlin!

It is conceivable that Zabini will not have a better life in the future.

"Snapped!"

William put his hand on Zabini's shoulder, and he didn't care what Zabini thought, "In short, you and I will go to see Moriarty. Go now, I still remember the password of the Slytherin dungeon. "

Zabini's face suddenly turned pale, "No, no, professor?"

"And you, classmate Potter, can you keep up?" William undid Harry's spell and asked with concern.

After getting Harry's affirmative answer, another voice appeared in William's heart: "Hey hey~ ha~ Rippert! Who cares about you? Only through you can I get in touch with Moriarty better."

William's voice appeared, he seemed very weak, and said intermittently: "I don't allow you...persecute Moriarty, don't...you! Persecute Slytherin's children!"

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

And William himself was holding Zabini to the Slytherin dungeon, and Harry happily followed behind, thinking that someone would take care of him.

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

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

Pansy asked naively: "Professor, why can't students exchange houses? I mean-exchange Draco with Pot."

Harry was shocked and anxious when he heard this, but William was not in a hurry, and the voice in his heart began to calculate.

"What I know so far: Draco is the only one left in the Malfoy family, the woman Narcissa was occupied by Moriarty, Lucius was killed by a vampire—why not revive him? I still need him— If only he wasn't stupid anymore."

"There's also this naive little girl from the Parkinson family who can also be used... That old man won't set up defenses against a new student..."

Planning in secret, William was on the surface acting like a gentle senior, chatting with Harry and Pansy, which greatly relieved Harry's anxiety.

Almost into the ground, William saw Marcus walking towards him.