Hogwarts snake wizard

Time is like the hair on the head of a middle-aged man, and he can't keep it.

After the image Samael displayed in the last Transfiguration class, the Slytherin students were extremely enthusiastic about becoming snake people.

All of them were frantically learning how to perform human transformation, and Draco often came to consult in the middle of the night.

Samael struggled with whether to raise the curse he had laid down to a lethal level.

"Samael, did you open a small stove for Blais?"

Draco asked Samael dejectedly along the way, who told them that none of them were as realistic as Blais.

That golden gorgeous tail, which little wizard can refuse.

Samael gave him a roll of his eyes, without much explanation, is that a human shapeshift, is

it a snake, is it a snake, is it a snake, okay?" "Do you quickly say if it's you, are you the boyfriend of Brace's rumors?

I don't know if it's the pull of blood, Blaise has been running to their seat lately.

I've only spoken to him twice since the beginning of the year.

Samael had no choice but to explain, this was the potions genius in their organization, and technical talents like this usually needed to be pampered.

There must be something I don't know about the two of you, honestly!" A

hint of doubt flashed in Beverly's eyes, and her intuition told her that these two were not simple.

Samael was speechless, and could only stretch out four fingers and swear to heaven, no, swear to Merlin!"

, Samael, if I really were with Blaise, I would have been killed by the car when I left the castle." Samael

was telling the truth, but Draco didn't buy it and pouted.

There are cars from Hogwarts, there are trains, but that thing can't get outside the castle at all.

"Okay, okay, don't give me those who don't, don't you want to improve your human body transformation level?

Samael got a little impatient and pulled Draco away.

"Why are we heading towards the Gryffindor Tower?" Draco

looked puzzled during the journey, his popularity in Gryffindor was not very good.

"It's just a deal. "

What deal?"

Samael said no more, and went to the agreed place on his own.

He had already asked Harry to ask Ron over, Pettigrew Peter, and he was bound to get it.

Seeing Samael and Draco appear, Ron was visibly a little nervous.

"Long story short, I need your mouse as a material for my experiment, of course, I don't want it in vain, these ten gold gallons are my sincerity.

Samael said bluntly, casually pulling out ten gold gallons and placing them in front of Ron.

Ron held his spot, first stunned, then shocked, no matter how his hands struggled, his eyes were always fixed on Jingalon.

It's the first time he's seen so much money since he was born, oh no, it's the second time.

His twin brother was rich, but their money was only touched by him, and he had no intention of giving it to his younger brother.

Luo was very moved, but very entangled.

After all, Madara is his pet, a pet that truly belongs to him and has accompanied him for many years.

As the most inconspicuous member of the Weasleys, he rarely has something completely his own, and Spotted is one of them.

He meant his feelings, but the temptation of ten gold gallons was so strong.

Samael did not rush him, silently waiting for him to make a choice.

"Deal, but you have to be kind to Madara!"

Ron's voice was a little excited and a little low, he still couldn't withstand the temptation of money after all.

"I guess the moment you accept the deal, this rat is completely out of your business, and how I treat him is my business, isn't it?

Samael looked at Ron indifferently.

Although he was confident that he could get Peter Pettigrew by other means, Ron's choice made him underestimate him by one point.

Peter Pettigrew was certainly not the kind of person who tied his hands and struggled to get rid of Ron's hands on him.

He was often by Ron's side and could often hear from Samael.

This surnamed Gaunt, also a parseltongue, fierce and ruthless, he can imagine what kind of life he will live in the future.

If he discovers his secret and makes his deeds public, death may be his best destination.

No, I can't just sit still.

Peter Pettigrew bit Ron's finger fiercely in a frantic struggle, and with a cry of pain, Ron unconsciously let go of his hands.

Samael had long been wary of his small movements, so he chose the location of the transaction in a closed classroom.

With a wave of his hand, the mouse floated straight beside him.

The deal was done, and Samael and the two little ones did not do anything to entangle, taking Draco and leaving directly.

......

In the mirror space, Draco still did not hold back, and asked the doubt in his heart:

"Samael, what do we want this mouse for?

Draco was puzzled and a little dissatisfied, ten galleons, what kind of rat can't be bought, why should he cheapen that Weasley.

"You'll know later, watch!"

Samael said and waved his wand directly, and a silver beam directly hit the taupe mouse.

The rat is struggling in pain, constantly roaring, and its body is strangely twisted.

In the blink of an eye, in Draco's stunned gaze, an inconspicuous big fat rat instantly turned into a short middle-aged man.

Scruffy clothes, short body, combined with evasive gaze, how obscene it looks.

"Good evening, Pettigrew Peter!"

Samael smiled at the corner of his mouth, ignoring Draco's shock, and greeted the man with his own care.

"Hello, Mr. Gaunt, I wonder what you called me out for?"

"You're smart enough to spot my animagus shapeshift, but you should know that I'm a hero in the entire wizarding world, I'm hiding from some of the Dark Lord's minions, and you can't just expose me." Peter

Pettigrew explained his glorious past to Samael in as gentle a voice as possible.

The words trembled and majestic, and it could be seen from the eyes that dodged left and right that this guy was always ready to escape.

Is that how you define yourself?"

Samael smiled slightly.

Before Peter Pettigrew could explain, a spell hit him directly.

"Drill the bones!"