Hogwarts snake wizard

The fame of the Gaunt family was promoted by the Daily Prophet, and Samael's popularity at Hogwarts became more and more popular.

As a last resort, every time they gather, they form a thin barrier.

- Uh~ This makes them more visible.

"Samael, guess what's on my mind!" In

order to verify the progress of the cerebral occlusion technique, everyone played the game in idle boredom.

"I guess you have itchy skin!"

Samael stared at him expressionlessly.

"Hahahaha, you guessed wrong.

Draco smiled triumphantly, and Samael's guess was a sign that his brain occlusion technique had improved a lot.

"Bang!"

Samael kicked Draco out with a flying foot, and with a loud bang, Draco broke through the shield, exposing him to the students.

"I only guessed the right thing!" Hearing

Samael say this, Draco had no choice but to struggle to get up, and said sarcastically.

"Uh~ you guessed right, I do itch!" Draco

hung his head, in fact he was beaten unjustly.

In the back of his mind, the images of kicking Samael and punching Theodore were actually scrolling.

"Samael, you are here, really thank you for the reminder, otherwise I would not dare to imagine such a picture."

When Harry saw Samael and the others, he immediately stepped forward to thank Samael for the reminder.

After discovering the dragon, Samael asked Seamus to spread the news to Harry.

As the first person to see the dragon, naturally he would not let this favor fall on Ron or Hagrid.

"No need to be so polite, we're friends, aren't we?"

Samael's voice was gentle, staring at Harry, which made Harry unconsciously start to blush.

"Bot, I bet my dad that you won't last ten minutes in the ring.

"My dad didn't believe it and said you'd be off in 5 minutes."

Jealousy made Draco unrecognizable, why Samael kicked him wildly and was so gentle with that scar.

These days, in order to make Scar's life difficult, he has put a lot of effort into making the medallion of "Potter Dung Egg".

"I don't care what your dad thinks.

"It seems to me that you're nothing more than a poor bug expecting Daddy's approval." "

You're still the bear kid who just says, 'My dad is a school director.'"

He Harry was not without anger, and Ron's incomprehension combined with Draco's humiliation made Harry extremely unstable.

The pupils contracted, the magic power surged, and even the wand was pointed at Draco.

Draco was no different, confronting Harry as well, and the phrase "My dad is a school director" stung his sensitive self-esteem.

"Poor bug!" Just

as Draco was about to strike, a spell shot at him.

Years of training (beatings) have trained him to react brilliantly, and with a tilted head, he escaped the spell.

"You bedbug, coward, scumbag, just like your father, I will never allow you..."

Moody's words were so humiliating that even Samael couldn't listen to them.

Draco, who had always idolized his father, naturally wouldn't allow anyone to say that, even if that person was a professor.

One after another spells frantically confronted Moody, all silently casting, which surprised everyone.

Although the fake Moody was shocked that Lucius could give birth to such a son, his years of combat experience were enough to make him invincible.

"Puppet, plunder!" Draco

stepped back as he walked, and Moody's name suddenly appeared on a thick tree trunk.

Draco made a turnaround, and the wand went straight through the tree.

The fake Moody's left hand suddenly dried up, as if something had sucked his life away.

Samael's eyes were slightly condensed, if it was Barty's name that appeared on the tree, then this guy would definitely hit the trick!

"Huh, has the times become like this?"

"How can such magic be allowed to appear at Hogwarts!"

Little Barty was startled, and rushed to avoid Draco's other spells.

As a "legendary Auror", he did not lack attack spells, and after a blood mist, his arm instantly recovered, but his face turned pale.

"I can't imagine that a despicable and cowardly person like Lucius can teach a son like you, not bad.

Barty Jr. was not annoyed, but unexpectedly praised Draco.

But how infuriating it sounds.

"Anyone like you who sneaks up on students can be a legendary Auror, and the Ministry of Magic really misuses people." "

Draco became more and more disdainful of using this method to disrupt his rhythm?

Samael nodded silently, very satisfied that this guy was not carried away by anger.

There is the kind of genius that fights more and more calmly, and Draco is.

The two faced off again, and the terrifying magic fluctuations shocked the people watching the excitement around.

They never expected that Malfoy, who was usually giggling, had no heart and lungs, and occasionally had a bit of bad taste, actually had the strength to hurt the legendary Aurors.

Draco tried to connect the fake Moody with a magic wire, but was interrupted every time, and it was clear that the Demon Eye was responsible for it.

Seeing that this method did not work, Draco's magic power surged, and his body shape also changed, and blood-like long hair drilled out of his body, full of ominous and evil aura, making people unconsciously want to retreat.

The fake Moody was not so fancy, and a blood-colored aura condensed beside him enveloped him, like a defense, and like an attack, always pulling the blood in his body.

"Blood

sneaks!" As

the two struck, Samael finally couldn't sit still, and Draco pulled out Somerherd's blade.

Whoever kills whom is not conducive to Samael's plan.

Of course, in his heart, he definitely wanted to die with little Barty.

Shit little Barty, which is also rationed to Voldemort's shoes, how can it be compared with Draco.

"The professor can, after all, it is a testing exercise, or don't go too far.

Samael's voice was soft, black dust rolled in his eyes, and a terrifying aura of destruction condensed into a black shield, shrouding the two spells and then extinguishing them.

Moody wanted to say something, but when he saw the growing number of students around Samael, he didn't pursue Draco's question after all.

"Slytherin deducted 20 points because you bumped into the Professor!"

"Draco Malfoy will spend the next month in the confinement room. "

It's impossible to teach a lesson, but he is a professor, and there are ways to punish.

"It doesn't matter if points are deducted, but my people will not accept any kind of punishment.

Samael's voice was full of coldness, and Draco's heart was extremely determined.

My people are not something you can punish.

The tide of magic behind Samael changed with his state of mind, silently filled with malicious destruction, which directly alarmed the professors in the castle.

This movement is bigger than Draco and Moody combined.

Shit Voldemort, pissed him off, just be his light pole commander.

Looking at Professor McGonagall, who was rapidly coming in as a tabby cat, Samael collected his breath, bowed slightly, and turned away with everyone.

Immediately, one after another silver flesh guardians guarded them.

Not for defense, just to reassure some!

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