Hogwarts snake wizard

"Harry, don't tell anyone else everything that's happening here.

Samael held the back of Harry's head with his palm, his voice full of charm.

Strange circles of light flashed in his pupils, trying to seal everything that happened at this time deep in Harry's brain.

Harry did not resist, allowing Samael to act, his pupils contracted, like emerald green snake pupils.

The look in Samael's eyes was full of fanaticism and attachment.

Harry nodded, hiding his emotions.

Ron's place had long been solved by Samael's Oblivion Charm, and when the matter got out, Draco was afraid that he would not be able to escape the trial of the Ministry of Magic, and even Percy would have an opinion about him.

This guy is a big mouth, Samael had to guard against.

As for Hermione, there was no need for Samaeldo to say that they were all smart people, who had seen the methods of their group, and she was a person who had no power in the wizarding world, and she would definitely not come forward.

"Theodore, take Draco back and let Branson loosen his skin, the old rule, break his leg if you dare to resist.

Samael waved his hand and left with Harry without looking back.

Draco was still not calm enough, it was really time to give him a long memory.

"Harry, Hermione, shall we go have two drinks?"

Samael looked at Harry and the others indifferently, and Ron behind him was slightly unnatural.

"Uh~ You may not be clear, I didn't come to Hogsmeade's approval note, I sneaked out.

Harry looked awkwardly at Samael.

"It's okay, it's a big deal that you continue to wear the cloak of invisibility, Hermione Ron, you can come together, I'll treat you."

Samael didn't favor either, and there was no need for Ron to hate him.

"Okay then!" seemed

embarrassed, but Harry's expression was full of joy, he had always dreamed of being close to Samael, and he couldn't ask for such an opportunity.

Although there were two light bulbs, it was enough for him to be happy.

Samael smiled and led them to the three brooms.

Aurora began the renovation the day before yesterday, and it has not yet opened, so Samael can only choose another place.

The pig's head bar was too dirty and was first ruled out by him.

When he arrived at the door, Samael saw Professor McGonagall, Hagrid, and the Minister of Magic being welcomed into the bar by Ms. Rosmerta.

All the way, Ms. Rosmerta was complaining to Fudge that the arrival of the Dementors affected her business.

Harry tightened his body for fear of being seen by Professor McGonagall, who knew that part of the reason why Professor McGonagall wouldn't let him come was because he was worried that Blake would do something to him.

Ron's face turned red inexplicably, and Samael remembered that Ron seemed to have a love for this lady, and did not take it seriously, and walked in after him.

The heads of the three strange creatures hanging at the door just wanted to express the idea that minors are not allowed to enter, but after Samael rudely ripped off a tongue, the other sensitarians chose to shut up.

As soon as he entered the door, Samael heard Hagrid's loud voice.

"I can't wait to crush his bones.

"I used to be, trust him so much.

Hagrid said as he picked up the tablecloth and wiped his tears.

"Hagrid!"

Professor McGonagall whispered, signaling him to speak quieter.

I remember he used to be so lively that I couldn't believe he would follow the mysterious man. Ms

. Rosmerta duly voiced her opinion, expressing disbelief at Sirius' actions.

Fudge got involved in the conversation and explained in considerable detail how Sirius had betrayed the Potters, as if he were the one involved.

Harry next to Samael felt a chill on his body when he heard it, especially when he heard that Sirius was his godfather, and he burst out with an unprecedented murderous aura.

Samael shook his hand and signaled him to relax.

"Minister, will there be something else about what happened back then, as far as I know, Sirius has been staying at the Potter house since he was kicked out by the Black family, and with the relationship between the two, he should have had many chances to kill the Potters instead of taking such a big risk."

Samael put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Fudge and the others calmly.

"Are you..."

Fudge was a little puzzled, and at the same time annoyed Hagrid, their conversation could be seen by outsiders, this guy definitely contributed a lot.

"Samael Gaunter, nice to meet you!" Samael

was very humble, without the slightest of his usual arrogance.

Professor McGonagall and Hagrid were already surprised that he was here, and it wasn't the first time Samael had drunk under their noses.

"Mr. Gaunt, it's a pleasure to meet you, the plan has been sealed, how did you know such a detailed information. "

If it were an ordinary person, Fudge probably wouldn't bother to talk to him, but Samael was not ordinary, and at present, in the ministry, he could often hear about the rise of the Gaunt family.

Moreover, the small details that Samael just said were unknown to him, and it was obviously related to other ancient pureblood families, which made him have to be cautious.

"Friends, betrayals, loyalty curses, secrets, I think I can still guess some.

Samael changed the subject, not ready to talk too much to Fudge.

This is a person who can't hold up the wall, and even if he is ready to control the Ministry of Magic, he will not choose him as his spokesperson.

"Child, you are still too young to understand the sinister nature of people.

"Maybe this is the deal Sirius made with the mysterious man to return to the Black family."

Samael looked at his words like a soothing child, nodded modestly, and smiled at the moment he turned his head.

Sure: it's really a fool, not worth wooing.

Looking at the empty Harry beside him and the two little ones who were in a hurry to leave, Samael smiled again, without the slightest intention of catching up to comfort him.

This year is Harry's

last chance to grow, and after Voldemort appears, he will not let him improve himself so reassuringly.

Samael put down his glass, checked out and left, the purpose was achieved, and there was no need to stay any longer.

When I went out, I saw the big black dog rummaging through the garbage can outside the window, and I couldn't help but shake my head.

The son of the Black family is really down.

However, if you are not sweetened, I am afraid that you will not be motivated.

Samael thought of this, his fingers moved slightly, and a can instantly turned into a gray-yellow fat rat.

On closer inspection, the rat seems to be missing a finger.

The furious black dog, the fleeing rat, fought a brutal battle in the dark alley.

Such a lively scene caused a kind of observation of the melon-eating masses.

"What kind of dog is this, why do you still catch rats." The

voices of discussion in the crowd came out, without causing Samael to fluctuate.

Samael went further and further, not caring about the battle behind him.