Hogwarts snake wizard

Samael looked at Theodore, who was convulsing on the ground, smiled secretly, and shifted his gaze to Branson's body.

Branson swallowed his spit, and the hand holding the Bludger began to tremble.

He was confident that he would fight anyone on top, but he didn't have the courage to stand up to Samael.

"Feather Blade!"

Branson shouted, his wings spread out and shot out dense feathers, and thunder shone on each feather.

"That's it!"

Samael chuckled, the silver light around him flashed, and a huge shield stopped the feather blade.

He casually threw the ball into Beverly's hand at the goal.

Just as Samael wanted to celebrate his win, his face froze.

An earth-shattering roar attracted everyone's attention.

"Damn Draco, you actually dare to do this to me, I must kill you!"

Everyone saw that on Beverly's originally proud face, scars deep in the bone appeared.

And Draco slashed his face not far away.

"Is he missing a brainstem?"

"It's actually playing so big."

Derek is not Sister Li, very not Sister Li.

Who doesn't know that girls value their appearance, especially people like Beverly who love beauty.

Samael shook his head, also puzzled.

At this level, Beverly can recover on her own, but you are doing too much.

After watching Beverly drop the ball in her hand, Samael saw her hair, visible to the naked eye.

The black hair is like a black waterfall, and it is inspired by the overwhelming atmosphere.

Draco couldn't dodge, pierced by his black hair, and put his hands against the earth, trying to absorb the life in the earth.

But the blue-purple light on his hair constantly stimulated his nerves, making him unable to concentrate on the operation.

He could only watch the toxin spread through his body.

Beverly smiled proudly, and the life force in Draco was quickly absorbed by her, mending her cheeks.

"Witch, let me go!"

Seamus, who had never had a sense of existence, instantly jumped out and swept in with a series of moves.

The furious magic forced Beverly to back down.

Seamus and Draco have always been happy in the organization and have also forged a deep friendship.

Attacking Draco head-on can't catch up with Seamus, but if it's negative, Seamus can be said to be powerless.

"Idiot!"

Derek's voice came from Samael's ears, silently appearing behind Seamus.

A chill rushed straight to his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Before he was proudly frozen in place for two minutes, Seamus opened his mouth and tried to summon the physical patronus, but was blown away by the cold air blowing out by Derek.

Derek disdained, he was the king of dementors, if just a simple patronus could restrain him, then what face did he have as a king.

Seeing his teammates fall one by one, Branson was also a little anxious, and just about to strike, he saw a vine suddenly appear in the void.

Before he could react, the vine had already bound him firmly, as if afraid that he would escape, and the vine drilled directly into his flesh and blood.

Samael shrugged his shoulders and threw the Bludger directly behind the goal, and the game was completely over.

Samael looked at the injured people, smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and opened his arms, as if embracing nature.

The point of light flew out from the Forbidden Forest and surrounded everyone.

Let them breathe a sigh of relief comfortably.

The effect of natural blessings not only restores physical damage, but also relieves mental fatigue.

Especially Seamus, after all, Derek's moves are too shady.

Branson pulled up Theodore, who was still twitching from time to time, smiled apologetically, and admitted it as he wrestled.

Draco kept smiling with the beautiful girl Beverly, which was very funny.

Everyone recovered and walked together, leaving a joyful

"Mom, it's scary, is this still a Quidditch game?"

"It's just, they're monsters!"

In the jungle, Ginny and Dean Thomas, who were dating, were stunned to see this scene.

Is that bloody and soul-freezing move really a joke?

It doesn't feel real no matter how you look at it.

"Is this what Percy called the battle of blood and fire earlier?"

"Is every training session like this?"

Ginny murmured, remembering Percy, who had been tired before, and suddenly understood why he had improved so much.

He also understood why he could move to the current height so quickly without using the resources of the Weasley family.

It turns out that they paid so much.

Ginny was originally a little genius, but now her pride was instantly shattered.

Having talent is not scary, what is scary is that people who are gifted than you work harder than you.

Dean Thomas on the side remembered that he had wronged Samael before, and couldn't help shivering. (In the Basilisk incident!!)

Maybe Ginny gave him the courage to not run away in the first place.

"What do you say I did when I joined the Dream Fulfillment Organization?"

Ginny's eyes were firm, filled with an unspeakable yearning.

"Huh?"

Dean was a little surprised, he couldn't think of why Ginny had such an idea.

"Uh~ I heard that the Dream Fulfillment Organization has not recruited new people for several years."

"I know you're talented, but even if you're Percy's sister, it's hard to fit into that circle."

Dean, as Seamus's roommate, knows a little about the Dream Fulfillment Organization.

From the point that Seamus can completely abuse him in sleepwalking, he has no ordinary combat literacy for this group of people.

After inquiring about it, he thought that even one-tenth of the training of this group of people was not something he could bear.

He wasn't optimistic about Ginny, but he knew that even Hermione, who was known as a "jack of all trades," had not fallen into Samael's eyes.

"I want to be stronger!"

Ginny's tone was extremely firm.

She knew she wasn't a genius in some way, but she had a reason why she had to be stronger.

She could feel the pain lingering in Harry.

Everyone said that he was the savior and that he should raise the banner against Voldemort, but no one asked him if he wanted to.

She loved him, and she didn't want those painful memories and heavy pressure to crush her lover.

So she has to be strong, strong enough to be able to stand by his side all the time and share those heavy pressures for him.

"Dean, let's break up!"

Thinking of this, Ginny's heart immediately made a decision.

Love, for her now, is too luxurious.

And in her heart, she has never forgotten the hero who saved the whole world in the story when she was young.

"How do you say that..."

Dean looked confused, looking at Ginny's figure leaving, very stunned.

He couldn't figure it out, and the small talk made his girlfriend go.

Fortunately, love in adolescence always comes and goes quickly, Dean patted the dust on his butt and turned away.

Not a single cloud was taken away.

No one cares about the division and union of a pair of humble mandarin ducks.