"Two tubes

!" "Yajo

!" "Hu la!" In

the mirror space, Beverly rubbed her hands happily and happily counted her chips.

This is her first win tonight, it's not easy.

"If you don't win, what is there to be proud of."

Derek, who was sitting on the sidelines, couldn't help but speak, the woman in front of him may be a genius in potions, but this game is not for her.

"You come up and try it! You should be easy!"

Beverly scolded Derek as if she had been trampled on a cat's tail.

Samael smiled helplessly, and couldn't help but reprimand the two dishonest.

"Luna, you can't use psychic magic to peek into other people's hearts.

"And you stuff your eyes wide and take back all the pollen seeds that are scattered around us!"

Samael himself won only because of his skill and the order of their cards by the sound of their heartbeats.

Those two are different, and if they are not discouraged, I am afraid that Beverly will lose their eyes.

"You two are really good enough, one is the light of Hogwarts, the other is the Ravenclaw little angel, that's how you calculate me?"

Beverly was not stupid, she heard Samael's voice, and her long black hair tended to stand up.

Cedric and Luna looked at Beverly apologetically, after all, it was not an honorable thing to be discovered to cheat.

Ever since Samael gave them the game, they have been fascinated by the feeling of finding order in the midst of chaos.

After

promising a lot of benefits, Beverly forgave the two.

Draco and Theodore had little patience, couldn't sit still, and swayed wantonly one by one next door.

The wine glasses in their hands were not put down, staring at each other, not knowing what to do.

Percy was the last to come, and the job of student president was not easy, and after the curse was lifted, he had to assist the professors in calming the frightened students.

Although he arrived late, he was the fastest drunk, and Samael negotiated with Beverly to graduate and work at Barty Crouch.

With a series of honors and reputations, coupled with his own good work ability, he should be able to avoid the embarrassing situation that people in the original book can't even name them.

He was grateful to Samael for his help and drank too much "by accident."

Seamus, as his "drinking friend", enjoyed the music leisurely.

I don't know if it was the bonus given to him by the bloodline of the poisonous horned beast, and after drinking so much, he didn't have a.

Derek didn't know what nerves to make, and the good mahjong didn't look at it, so he had to poke Branson who turned into a giant wolf.

At the moment, he is being bitten by Branson's butt.

Just as the so-called he runs, he chases, he and urinates, it is fitting to describe the scene at this moment.

Almost everyone present drank alcohol and enjoyed this rare relaxing time.

Of course, they also keep an eye on it, for fear of accidentally swallowing the leaves of the mandrake.

Their future paths have been arranged in detail, and there is no need to forcibly restrict them except for actual combat exercises and magic discussions.

As for the Black attack in the outside world, it was not in their consideration at all.

In Draco's words, "Dare to take the head, little master, I will stab him to death!" Their

strength can indeed not put Sirius in their eyes, although the actual combat experience is a little worse, but they all have their own means of "surprising victory"!

......

Unlike people in mirror space, relaxed.

The dense sleeping bags in the halls of Hogwarts revealed an atmosphere of tension and fear.

No student can fall asleep peacefully, either faking sleep one by one or forcing themselves to fall asleep.

"No trace of Blake was found, but Mr. Gaunt's group really don't need to worry?" said

Snape with a solemn look to Dumbledore, even Snape had to admit that Samael and the others were excellent, but Black, after all, had experienced wizarding wars, was experienced and cunning.

As dean, he needs to worry about his students.

He didn't know where the fear came from, but he could see miracles in Samael.

"Don't worry too much about Mr. Gaunt, he has more than enough means to protect his friends.

Dumbledore glanced at Snape indifferently, staring inexplicably at the mirror behind him, with a hint of trance in his expression.

There was nothing in the whole of Hogwarts that could really hide his past.

Even among the students, rumors were circulating among the students that Samael and his party had a secret meeting place, and as the principal, how could he not know anything at all.

He had even probed in detail more than once, but nothing had been gained.

He had some doubts, but he didn't know how they did it.

Girod Lockhart's unusualness, he didn't see it, but he could be sure that the guy left school with a pure brain like a child.

In terms of means, Samael was enough to cope with Black. He even had to prevent the kid from hurting Sirius.

After all, there are strange things everywhere.

"Remus Lupin had just become a professor at Hogwarts, and it had to be doubted that his former friends could roam Hogwarts without a trace. Snape

wouldn't let go of this opportunity to give Lupin eye medicine, whether it was that damn werewolf or not, this seed of doubt must be planted in Dumbledore's heart.

"I believe in Remus' character!"

Dumbledore raised his hand to reject Snape's words, and the trust between words made Snape grit his teeth.

But he knew he couldn't convince Dumbledore, so he could only wave away with his huge cloak, and his back really looked like a bat.

Dumbledore stared at Snape's back and sighed helplessly, this kind of hatred engraved in his bones, he was helpless.

Harry, who was lying on the ground, was in a state of great emotion at this time, whether it was the injuries of Samael and the others that people were talking about, or Sirius almost attacked him, disturbing his thoughts about two things.

He really wanted to ask Samael how his injury was, maybe Seamus might know.

To get Samael hurt, Sirius should be strong.

He now knew that Sirius was the one who betrayed his parents and caused their deaths.

But his ability to escape from Azkaban, guarded by hundreds of dementors, is enough to show the strength of this murderer.

How can he kill this murderer

? Will he expose the identity of the snake man?

Samael will probably be very disappointed in

him! No! I can't! I can't

let Samael down

! I want to kill him, I must kill him, my strength may not be enough, but that method will definitely work!!

Thinking of this, Harry's expression straightened, the cyan snake scales on the back of his neck loomed, and the pupils condensed into snake pupils, emitting powerful magical fluctuations, and disappeared in an instant.

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