Hogwarts snake wizard

Hogwarts' commencement dinner.

After the sensational appearances of the other two schools outside the window, someone in Slytherin had already guessed what the feast was coming.

One by one, they waited for Dumbledore to announce this exciting news.

As for the sorting ceremony, no one paid attention to it this year.

Watching Dumbledore's gushing speech, for the first time, they missed the old headmaster who was usually decisive.

The Triwizard Tournament is a great honor for students of any academy.

When the students of Beauxbatons entered, looking at the young girls who fluttered with butterflies and flashed fluorescence, some of the old people at Hogwarts began to stare at people intently.

Especially Fleur, who walked first, smiled with a different kind of allure.

"Samael, look at that giantess, it's really big!"

Samael's admiring gaze was suddenly interrupted by a voice next to his ear, Draco's aesthetic was as different as ever.

You don't look at the half-blood giant, but

then again, Madame Maxime is really elegant, and the huge skeleton does not affect her posture in the slightest.

It is understandable that people always pay attention to different situations, and this group of them will have brain closure, and such inferior seduction does not work for them.

"Hmph!"

Astoria on the side snorted coldly, and kicked Draco in annoyance.

Since knowing about them, Samael has allowed the little girl into their chassis.

It is better to cultivate feelings early than to bind them later.

Before they could pay too much attention, the group of girls sat down collectively at the long Ravenclaw table, not far from them.

No way, Slytherin students are exclusive, and the other three houses are less Ravenclaw.

"Durmstrang students are welcome to enter. As

soon as Dumbledore's voice fell, he saw a group of people walk in in unison.

As he walked, a solemn performance was performed, and with the tapping of the large wand, fierce sparks burst out on the ground, and two wizards led by the head blew huge flames from the tip of the wand.

I don't know if it was a provocation or how, one of the flames turned into a fire phoenix, blowing straight in the direction of Samael and the others.

"Eh, what kind of plot is this pretending to punch

your face?" Samael wondered, I haven't provoked you, you just put your face over?"

"What kind of thing!"

Theodore can't see this kind of pretense13, and besides, what is the difference between you and playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Standing up directly, with a hook of his fingers, the huge fire phoenix flew directly into his hand, turning into a fireball that was swallowed by him.

Samael was also not idle, and he came and went without being rude, just smiled slightly, and casually snapped his fingers.

Countless blue flames suddenly surrounded the entire auditorium, and Durmstrang's students suddenly retreated in panic.

The Hogwarts students were a little stunned.

What is the situation, a blue bellflower flame, should you be so afraid.

"Cough! cough!"

Karkaroff and Viktor Krum, who then came in, coughed twice, instantly calming the students of their own academy.

At the same time, he looked indignantly at his troublesome student.

In fact, it is not surprising that Durmstrang's students overreacted, but the light blue flame and the magic spell of the "excellent students" who came out of their school were too imaginative.

Dumbledore coughed twice, explaining in detail the origin of the Triwizard Tournament, as well as honor!

He is not old and confused, naturally he will not punish Samael, people spread wild on his territory, no, it is peeing, Samael's counterattack is naturally reasonable.

Since making an unbreakable oath with Samael, he will subconsciously indulge Samael's behavior.

It's just that the momentum of the spell is too scary, which is not good.

Dumbledore's speech was extremely tempting, and Samael saw that Draco and Cedric and the others yearned for it even if they knew that there was a death threat.

But they were not stupid, and after Samael's reminder, they extinguished the immature idea in their hearts.

All the students present were attracted to Dumbledore's pie, except of course, the students of the two schools.

As a participating team, how could they not know the rules of the competition, and at this time they were carefully observing Samael's group.

Whether it was their unique costumes or the magic attainments that appeared casually just now, they all looked at them differently.

Silent and wandless spell casting, that is not something that ordinary people can do.

And if nothing else, just the big python sleeping on the table made them feel palpitations, and they asked the people around them one by one.

Beauxbatons is okay, Ravenclaw students know everything.

Durmstrang's side found nothing, and the Slytherin students seemed to have been cast a spell, not daring to reveal the slightest information.

With Mad-Eye Moody's arrival, everyone's eyes focused on him, and the scene suddenly became silent.

Karkaroff and Snape turned dark at the same time, how could the two from the Death Eater background not know him.

Moody was coming to be a professor, and Snape didn't receive any inside information, and was looking at Dumbledore with a cold expression.

As if he hadn't seen it, the old bee introduced himself to everyone.

Seamus, Cedric, and Branson looked at each other, they had fought the legendary Auror.

Although it covered up his true body appearance, he also had to guard against it, for fear of being seen by others at the moment.

"Samael, that's not right

!" Draco stepped forward and said suspiciously, he was always unexpectedly sensitive when he didn't need to be reliable!

"The last time I fought against Moody, I secretly planted a cursed whisker, and I stabbed him when I was about to meet again, shouldn't this be an impostor!"

asked Draco suspiciously, as he asked as magic circulated in his palm.

"No, it's really an impostor!"

Draco tried again, quite sure.

"How are you sure that someone didn't clear it, where did you bury the cursed whisker?"

Samael teased him intentionally.

"It's impossible, I hid the whisker under his armpit, no one would deliberately pluck their own hair in the shower."

Draco looked at Samael's sneering gaze, more sure of his guess.

"Don't tell anyone, don't have any conflicts with him, just act like you don't know."

Samael could not hide this situation and could only advise him to proceed carefully.

"By the way, beat up that guy from the Selwyn family, I don't want to see him tomorrow." "

He's really blind, what's going on with Durmstrang's wizard."

And this guy does have a bit of a memory to eat and not to beat.

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