Harry Potter's Dharma

Slytherin Division Leader Meeting.

Since the founding of the school, Slytherin had its own system. In the other three academies, the only people with positions were the heads of the fifth grade and the heads of the seventh grade. However, Slytherin was different.

In order to encourage internal competition among the students, Slytherin's authority was very detailed. Every year had its own leader, and the leaders of these seven years were under the jurisdiction of the Head of the Academy. The leader of the Head of the Academy was the leader of the Student Council.

There were eleven people sitting around the round table. The innermost seat was occupied by the heads of the Student Council and the Male and Female Student Union. The rest of the people were seated casually. This was different from Zheng Fan's habits. During meetings or meals in the Celestial Empire, there had to be an order of seating. The higher one's status, the closer to the innermost seat.

Zheng Fan didn't say anything for the time being as it was her first time attending this meeting. She just leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.

James coughed and stood up, "If there's no problem, let's start the meeting."

"Wait a minute."

A voice interrupted him. It was sixth-grade Flint. Seeing him stand up, Prefect James frowned.

Flint had just lost to Zheng Fan in a Quidditch duel not too long ago. If he were to speak now, it would definitely not be a good thing.

As expected, Flint said in a deep voice, "Before the meeting begins, I feel that the leader of the fourth years, Billy Philip, shouldn't be sitting here!"

"Say that again." Billy looked at him coldly.

Everyone knows that our Slytherin Academy is a school of rules, unlike the other three schools which are undisciplined and disorderly. Therefore, I have to question Billy Phillips.

You're actually willing to be the follower of a first-year student? Isn't this a sign of your own incompetence? "

"Bullshit!"

Billy stood up and pointed his wand at Flint. Flint was prepared and pointed his wand at Billy as well.

"Everyone stop!

This is the Level Leader Meeting! "James frowned and shouted.

Billy sneered as he looked at Flint. "Flint, how does it feel to fall off a broom?

Looks like the boss didn't slap your face hard enough. You still have the mood to bark here.

"You brat … …" Touched on his sore spot, Flint's face flushed red. A few seconds later, he opened his mouth, revealing his crooked yellow teeth. "Speaking of which, I heard that a few days ago, the Philip Family was being chased for debt. You owe Gringotts so much money, how can you still have the face to come to school? Hurry up and find a job to repay your debt. Looks like your Philip Family is just a third-rate family that owes money and doesn't pay it back … …"

Before he could finish his sentence, Flint suddenly felt his throat tighten, and he was unable to continue his sentence.

Then, a powerful force suddenly gripped his neck and squeezed it bit by bit. His flesh sank in, and he could almost hear the creaking sound of his neck.

Under everyone's gaze, Flint was like a drowning man, desperately trying to grab something that didn't exist on his neck. He even waved his hands frantically. His face was red all the way down to his neck. He tried to breathe, but he couldn't do it at all.

Billy turned his head to the side in astonishment.

Zheng Fan was sitting on a chair, looking at Flint with an expressionless face. His right hand was making a grasping motion in the air. As his hand tightened, Flint's expression became increasingly ugly.

“ Zheng Fan!”

"Hurry up and stop! What are you doing!"

The leaders of the student union shouted. James had already pulled out his magic wand and pointed it at Flint. "Stop the curse!"

Stop the curse was an all-purpose spell that could stop most curses. Almost every Auror would first focus on learning this spell. However, when used on Flint, it was completely useless. Under Zheng Fan's control, Flint looked like he was going to suffocate to death at any moment.

Looking at Flint's dead dog face, Zheng Fan swung his hand. The invisible force that was gripping Flint instantly disappeared. This monster-like man fell back into his chair with a thud, breathing frantically.

Everyone's expression changed when they looked at Zheng Fan. Those who were originally hostile towards Zheng Fan and were eager to fight him, now all acted as if this matter had nothing to do with them. As for the leaders of the student union, although their expressions didn't change, their gazes towards Zheng Fan were no longer as arrogant as before.

Zheng Fan looked at Billy. He suddenly felt that he knew too little about this follower of his. Billy was the leader of the 4th years, which he didn't know. Billy's family owed a large sum of money to Gringotts, which he didn't know. It seemed that it was time for him to understand these matters.

As his followers increased in the future, he would have to learn how to manage them. He couldn't be like Voldemort, who only knew the lowest level of high-pressure policies, which were stupid and inefficient.

Most importantly, Zheng Fan grew up in a society ruled by law, so he wasn't interested in high-pressure policies.

The Prefect meeting wasn't complicated. It mainly consisted of the Prefect giving suggestions to the administrators of each year. As the leader of the year, while enjoying special privileges, he had to do something. Especially for the leaders of the higher years, the most important thing was to ensure that Slytherin wasn't suppressed by the other academies.

After dealing with Flint, Zheng Fan didn't say anything. Song Shi listened to the others rambling on about "the School Championship is definitely in the bag", "we have to strengthen the management of students who don't obey orders" and other boring topics.

Soon, the others finished speaking. Prefect James looked at Zheng Fan 1.6.

"Mr. Zheng, do you have any questions?"

Zheng Fan raised his eyelids and looked at everyone present.

He slowly stood up and looked towards the innermost direction.

"The leader of the student union … what's your name again? En, Rush, right? Yes, that's it."

As he spoke, he grinned. "Just being a leader of the year is boring. Your position looks good, give it to me."

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