Hogwarts snake wizard

"Ahhh

"Interesting!"

"It's really interesting!"

The corners of Draco's mouth rose, and red hair kept shuttling through Harry's body, tearing through his internal organs and penetrating his bones.

The snake man's terrifying resilience instead became part of Draco's fun.

"I said that you are a snake person, and I can let go of my hands and feet to torture you."

Draco was a little annoyed that he knew too late.

If the Heart Drilling Spell is aimed at the pain of the soul, his method is torturing his body infinitely.

Draco had a lot of fun, and when he saw Samael, he instinctively wanted to put forward conditions.

Before he could speak, Samael's answer blocked him.

"Can't!"

Draco muttered unpleasantly, increasing his torment to Harry.

As soon as he pouted, Samael knew whether he was pulling thick or thin.

Can this be given to him?

This is the famous savior.

If he were to keep it, Dumbledore would have to turn the entire wizarding world upside down.

Moreover, this is his own pet, and it is also his when he dies, and he will not give it away so easily.

Samael snapped his fingers lightly, cutting off Harry and Draco's magical connection.

Play with it, but don't play him to death.

Harry stared at them angrily, and just as he tried to speak, he was knocked unconscious by Samael's snapping fingers.

After taking Harry out, Samael clearly sensed that there was no one else on the train.

It looks like it's already at the station.

A group of members of the surrounding Dream Realization Organization looked at Harry floating behind Samael, this look, that look, want to touch but dare not touch, very curious.

This is the ancestor of the living snake people, who usually have the opportunity to see it.

Derek sneaked around, but was slapped by Samael.

Don't think he didn't see this guy wipe his saliva just now.

From Harry completely transformed into a snake man form, this guy's eyes lit up.

However, I have to admit that the pure soul hidden in this cursed body is indeed very tempting.

Samael was too lazy to take him back, so he had to let Seamus take him back with a levitation charm.

That Ron Weasley's heart is really big, knowing that his friends are asking them for trouble, and they don't say they look for it after not seeing them for so long.

Bah!

Count it as a chicken feather friend!

The group walked towards the academy with Harry.

This handsome combination must be extremely eye-catching if there is not a person covered in blood behind him.

As soon as he arrived at the gate, he was stopped by Professor Flitwick.

"I've been looking for you for half a day!"

Professor

Flitwick was a little dissatisfied, but those who knew him well knew he wasn't really angry.

"Professor, it's me."

"I haven't seen you for a holiday, not only have you not grown taller, but your memory is not good."

"I'm a Ravenclaw light!"

Before Samael could answer, Branson stepped forward.

A thick spell sent him straight out.

Samael raised his forehead, didn't care about the guy who died, so he mentioned something about growing up.

Isn't this the pain of Professor Flitwick's life? The way you Ravenclaws get along is really surprising.

In the distance, Branson snorted twice, spat out the weeds in his mouth, and farted over again.

This time he did not play treasure, and flatteringly took notes for Professor Flitwick.

"What's the situation with Potter!"

Flitwick saw that Harry, who was covered in blood, couldn't help but ask, looking at the group suspiciously.

"What, Potter may be tired, fell asleep while walking, accidentally fell and broke some skin."

Branson explained perfunctorily.

Professor Flitwick's face instantly sank, did he look like he had Alzheimer's?

How perfunctory this kid is, he is so perfunctory.

But thinking of the weirdness of this group of people, I didn't ask more.

His keen hearing could detect that Harry's breathing was long, not like a problem, and then he put his heart down.

Just as everyone was about to enter the academy, a series of harsh voices sounded.

Two or three men dressed in black wizard robes walked up to them quickly, watching them warily.

"This is an Auror sent by the Ministry of Magic's Security Service to do dark magic item detection."

Seeing that several people had plans to do it, Professor Flitwick quickly explained.

The Aurors at the head obviously recognized their identities and did not dare to be reckless, cautiously passing by everyone.

Every time a person's damn speculum rang out, his face darkened.

What kind of people is this, could it be that everyone is carrying black magic props?

"Beverly, what's going on with you?"

Everyone else Draco still had some guesses.

Needless to say, he was covered in curses; Derek didn't need to mention it, just standing there felt like facing the Dementors; Branson and Harry's proper dark creatures, not to mention Samael.

But what about Beverly?

"It's not that there hasn't been much progress in studying potions recently, so I'll turn to studying poison."

The eldest lady said calmly, and a layer of purple-gold mist lingered on the surface of her body, giving people a smart and evil feeling.

A few people with sensitive sense quickly dodged, didn't they see that the flowers and plants under the feet of this crazy woman had withered?

"Seamus, Theodore, Luna, what's the situation with the three of you."

Draco set his sights on the other three.

Seamus smiled coyly and strangely took off one of his fingers, which exploded violently under his control.

Several Aurors were blown out before they could dodge.

Fortunately, the members of the Dream Realization Organization were not affected by Samael's timely support of the shield.

Theodore followed closely behind, stomped his foot slightly, and a palpitating flame "flowed" from his pores.

The flame was light blue, and there was a terrifying heat that burned everything in the world.

A few people were a little speechless, but also a little excited, a holiday passed, and everyone did not stand still.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Luna, even Professor Flitwick.

Those students were not normal, he was too lazy to care, and he couldn't manage it.

But what is the situation of this little angel-like girl.

Luna smiled slightly, the silver light on her body suddenly rose, and a huge black leopard appeared from the void.

"Poison leopard?"

"You actually carry a sac poison leopard with you?"

Professor Flitwick almost went crazy, what kind of operation does this group of people do, don't you know that the sac poison leopard breathes will carry the virus?

"Not fair!"

The most violent reaction in the crowd was Derek, who had been silent.

He recognized it as a descendant of the sac leopard that Samael guarded the treasury.

He begged for a long time, but Samael was not willing to lend him.

"Professor, the sac poison leopard has special alchemy props on its body, which will not spread poisonous gas."

"Luna, she's too weak, this is my gift to her."

Samael did not take Derek and explained softly to Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick didn't bother to argue, "Weak? "None of this group is weak.

His news was quite well-informed, but knowing the information of many little angels in his own academy, he waved his hand weakly and let them go back.

Samael smiled slightly and left with everyone.

A snapping of fingers sounded, and the dazed Aurors looked around and turned away as if nothing had happened.

Only Professor Flitwick sighed slightly.

"Alas, Albus, I hope you read that correctly!"

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