The Druid Master of Hogwarts

After returning from the Forbidden Forest, Harry seemed a little...no, very preoccupied.

I'm actually a snake guy...

Again he remembered what the Sorting Hat had said at the sorting ceremony.

"Ugh……"

Harry couldn't remember the first time he sighed.

Ever since he first came into the wizarding world, he had been instilled in the notion that there were few good things in Slytherin, and the two people he disliked at school, Malfoy and Snape, were also from Slytherin.

Now to find out that he is likely to be a descendant of the founder of Slytherin, which makes Harry's mood very complicated.

"Okay, man, it's no big deal."

Ron came over and patted Harry on the shoulder, reassuringly: "And isn't that cool? To talk to snakes! Before that, only Fish could do it among us."

Didn't you warn me before not to reveal that you are Parseltongue?

Harry rolled his eyes, muttering in his heart, but didn't really refute Ron that way.

Because he also knew that Ron said this to make himself feel better.

"Don't think too much about it, what if you're a Slytherin? Now you're a Gryffindor! I bet other Slytherins, especially Malfoy, knew, they would Must be mad and jealous of you."

Ron's words, especially the last sentence, really made Harry feel a lot better. He fantasized about Malfoy's frantic expression when he knew he was Parseltongue, and couldn't help grinning. .

"That's right," Ron saw his friend's mood improved, and smiled and handed a chocolate frog over, "Come on, eat a piece of chocolate, we have Quidditch training tonight."

Not only did the Slytherin group mess up the training yesterday morning, but most of the team members complained about getting up so early, and few of them listened to the tactics that they had been talking about for a long time, so Wood put the training again. The time was changed to night.

After handing the Chocolate Frog to Harry, Ron himself took a Chocolate Frog from the snack pile by the bed, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

Because of the existence of Fish, their dormitory has never been short of snacks, and for the first time Ron knows what it's like to get tired of eating snacks... This is really too happy!

Harry opened the box of the chocolate frog, and skillfully grabbed it before the chocolate frog jumped out, and then gnawed its head off. The chocolate frog, which was still struggling, immediately stopped moving. .

"Whose picture did you make?"

Ron stretched his neck and asked, and he shook the picture in his hand in disgust, "Mine is Alberic Glennion again, the guy who invented the dung egg."

He didn't have enough money to eat snacks before, and he didn't have the financial strength to collect all the pictures.

Before entering Hogwarts, most of the pictures that Ron collected were repeated by his brothers, and they were thrown to him, so what he had were basically pictures of bad streets...

Like Dumbledore,

And the Alberic in his hands now.

Now that they couldn't finish the snacks in their dormitory, Ron finally saw the hope of collecting all the chocolate frog pictures. Last year alone, he collected more than twice as many new pictures as the previous years combined.

The desire to collect is a desire that most humans and even animals have. Even Fish is collecting chocolate frog pictures... Although he soon lost interest, he collected them anyway. In the corner, there are still many pictures that were collected at the beginning.

And Harry is no exception, and he is relatively unfamiliar with the wizarding world, and he can learn more about the wizarding world from the pictures, so he has joined the team of collecting chocolate pictures last year. The picture in his hand now No less than Ron's.

Stuffing the chocolate frog in his hand into his mouth three or two times, Harry puffed out his cheeks and pulled out a picture from the box...

"I look... it seems to be a picture I have never seen before!"

Harry was overjoyed.

In the picture is a shady-looking old man with a grass ring on his head and a cane carved into the shape of a snake in his hand...

The corner of Harry's eyes twitched a little when he saw the cane, and the joy he had just raised disappeared instantly. He is now a little allergic to snakes.

Looking down, Harry looked at the name at the bottom of the picture...

"Called... despicable Haierbo? Who is this?"

"Oh! Haierbo! This is a super rare picture!" Ron had never seen this picture, but it didn't prevent him from knowing these pictures. He shouted excitedly: "He is even bigger than Agger. Liba is even rarer!"

Harry remembered the name Agrippa. When he first met Ron on the Hogwarts Express last year, he said he wanted a picture of Agrippa... but he hasn't been able to collect it yet. arrive.

"Look at what it said, despicable Haierbo... It doesn't sound like a good wizard."

Ron urged excitedly that although he knew the names of all the characters in the Chocolate Frog cartoons, he was not clear about the specific introduction.

And the candidates on the Chocolate Frog cartoon are very self-willed, including famous wizards like Dumbledore, singers like members of the Wacky Sisters, and even Chauncey Aldridge, except for being the first dragon pox sufferer There is no other ordinary wizard to speak of.

But the master alchemist and owner of the Philosopher's Stone, like Nicole LeMay, was not included.

I don't know what the selection criteria for the film are.

Harry, who was also curious, turned the picture over, and on the back of the picture was the character introduction of the despicable Haierbo.

"Despicable Haierbo was an ancient Greek dark wizard. He was one of the earliest known dark wizards, and many studies are still affecting black magic. In addition, he also invented many evil curses..."

Harry read the introduction on the back smoothly, Haierbo is really not a good person, he curled his lips and continued to read: "And he is also considered to be the first wizard to cultivate a Basilisk, an early Parseltongue. one……"

"Snapped!"

Harry subconsciously slammed the picture in his hand to the ground.

This is it!

I just can't get along with Parselmouth today, right? !

"..."

"..."

After tossing the picture, Harry and Ron fell silent at the same time.

"Cough, it's nothing," Ron was the first to break the silence, "Maybe, Harry, you are not a descendant of Slytherin, but a descendant of Haierbo."

Harry looked down at the picture he had thrown on the ground, and then at Ron, who was actually comforting him...

This old man is not as good as Slytherin!

Anyway, before Slytherin broke up with the other three giants, he was barely a wizard of the justice camp.

Ron scratched his head, and he realized at this time that there seemed to be something wrong with what he just said.

"That... Anyway, you at least got a rare picture, didn't you?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he really couldn't think of any words of comfort, and Ron could only say so dryly.

Harry rolled his eyes again, and although he was very disgusted with the picture, he leaned down very honestly, picked it up and put it away.

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