Hogwarts snake wizard

Samael walked through the

castle of Hogwarts with a livid face, and everywhere he passed, the crowd retreated.

Even anyone unfamiliar with Samael could tell that he was in a bad mood at this time.

Rarely, they came to the long-abandoned conference room again.

Under the shock of Samael's eyes, Cho reluctantly retreated.

"Cedric, remember your own dreams?"

Samael's voice was calm, not at all like he wanted to reminisce about the old days.

"Right here, you said you were going to become an herbalist, and I did my best to help you achieve it."

"Now, look at me, will you still fight for your dreams."

Samael didn't wait for him to answer, and said to himself, looking at Cedric's gaze full of oppression.

"Naturally, I haven't forgotten!"

Cedric's face was full of seriousness.

"That's good."

"In my opinion, you have always been calm and reliable, and I have never interfered in your respective lives."

"I'm happy for you that you have a girlfriend, but I want you to keep your sanity."

"You should have told Cho about Harry's specialness, he was the source of all trouble, but she wanted to go to Harry's side."

"It's not convenient for me to intervene in your feelings, but I hope she won't become your weakness."

Having said that, Samael didn't want to say anything more, it was really helpless to get angry today, and it wasn't necessarily a bad thing to let Cedric calm down.

He had long seen that Cedric had a tendency to fall in love with the brain, and if he really had the idea of giving up everything and living in peace, Samael would definitely let them die in the final battle and be a pair of outlaw Mandarin ducks.

What Samael can give him will surely be taken back.

Any mistake can be forgiven, just love brain cannot.

Once Harry and them are in distress, Cho Chang is in distress, Cedric will not save or not, if he faces the old ambush, Samael should not come forward at that time.

It is true that they are friends, but they are also a community of interests, and if someone breaks the jar, it will be the interests of everyone who loses, which Samael will never allow.

Samael asked Theodore to go back on his own, summoned the snakes, and walked alone to the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

The snakes were restless, hissing like whispers, soothing Samael's mood.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he lay quietly on the "carpet" formed by snakes, feeling the touch brought by the cold and slippery scales.

Let him and the serpents carry him forward.

The snakes raised their heads and found the breath of a powerful predator, slightly uneasy.

Samael opened his eyes and saw a huge figure, looking at him curiously.

"Giant? One more collection! "

Ilya, solve him!"

Samael looked up and looked at Ilya, which gradually grew larger and longer.

As if seeing something dirty, the giant kept retreating.

In a panic, he even tripped himself.

"It's a stupid creature, but I like the humanoid one the most."

Ilya smiled slightly, opened the mouth of the hideous snake, and bit its neck, and its figure was wrapped around extremely quickly.

Just one breath wrapped the giant so tightly that no matter how much he struggled, it was useless.

As the muscles creeped, the scales contracted, and Ilya's smooth scales had a few more bulges, marking obvious marks on the giant's thick skin.

"Silly big man, don't struggle."

"Let Uncle Ilya eat you."

Just as Ilya was about to push hard again, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

"Samael, don't hurt him."

"Ilya, keep someone under your mouth!"

Samael turned around and saw Hagrid panting in the distance.

Samael gave a look, and Ilya spat out his head in understanding, fortunately Hagrid shouted in time, and after a while, it was estimated that he would bite it off.

Samael took advantage of Hagrid's absence and secretly cast a spell to recover the giant's injuries.

Ilya's strangulation just now directly crushed several bones of the giant.

The young giant appeared in the Forbidden Forest, and Samael patted his forehead, he should have thought it would be Hagrid's half-brother.

It's just that didn't he pack all the giants and take them away? How could it be here.

"Samael, this is my half-brother Groop."

Hagrid introduced Samael as he examined Group's body.

At Samael's level, in fact, on the way Hagrid ran over, those injuries were fine.

Just a few fractures, not a big deal.

"Your brother? Where did you get your brother back?

Samael was puzzled and inquired about the news.

"I found him in a French cave, you know, Dumbledore asked me to convince the giants not to join the Dark Lord, but I messed up, I didn't even see them. Instead, I found him in a remote cave.

Hagrid said as he stroked the wound on his face without hiding anything.

Samael waved his wand and transferred all of the life energy of a tree to Hagrid.

The giant's hand was neither light nor heavy, and the bruised and purple injury was only on the surface, maybe it was already injured inside.

Don't look at Group, it's just the relatively thin one among the giants, but it's also close to 5 meters, so if you slap it down, the poisonous horned beast will have to lie down for a while.

"Thank you, Samael."

"No matter how many times you watch it, it's so amazing, if only it weren't a curse."

Hagrid stroked his body comfortably, kneading and kneading.

He is kind by nature, and he has been nurtured by Dumbledore for many years, and has a stubborn prejudice against the dark arts.

Samael was a little speechless, but didn't say anything, in his opinion, Hagrid was a bit of a meal with a bowl, put down the bowl and scolded the mother.

Dark magic, use it well to heal your dog's life.

Hagrid didn't dwell on the question anymore and enthusiastically introduced Samael to Gramp.

Like a ghost, Group hid behind a tree, refusing to come out.

Samael unleashes psychic magic to soothe his wounded heart, but discovers something different.

The little guy's mind was full of Samael's brutal killing of Gugo.

Apparently, he secretly saw the whole process of Samael slaughtering the leader of the giants.

Samael's way of using memory folding hides this memory in the deepest part of the brain.

Even Dumbledore wouldn't be bored enough to peek into a giant's brain.

Group, who "has amnesia", is obviously much easier to communicate with the help of psychic magic.

He could even communicate with this "little" guy without barriers, but Hagrid was envious.

However, the cheerful time is always short, and there is always the unopened one who comes to discourage them, and they all hear the sound of horses' hooves from far and near.

(The sound of horses' hooves!) I don't know why, I always think of this. ）

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