Hogwarts snake wizard

"The Death of Grindelwald! ", "Counting the Crimes of Grindelwald", "Newmongard Unrest", "Sin and Evil Made of Flesh and Blood! 》。

At the long table, Samael ate lunch quietly, and when he saw the newspaper next to him, he always maintained a calm posture.

"Samael, do you say Grindelwald is really dead?"

Draco didn't understand, no matter how he was also a generation of Dark Lords, how could he die such a joke.

"Didn't someone familiar with the matter reveal that they saw Grindelwald's body burned in a fierce fire? What is there to doubt about this.

Samael chewed slowly, without even lifting his eyelids.

He could feel Dumbledore's gaze from the high platform.

"I don't believe it anyway, it is said that there are no traces of fighting."

Theodore also did not look up, calmly expounding his point of view.

Samael ignored the heated discussion of the crowd and looked up at Dumbledore.

In the office, Dumbledore looked at Samael over and over again.

"Mr. Gaunt, did you kill Grindelwald?"

Dumbledore looked indifferent, and no one knew what kind of emotions were under his reflective lenses.

"You are slandering, as far as I know, Hogwarts turned on the defense mode after Voldemort's resurrection, and no one can leave or enter."

Samael remained calm unless he produced evidence, or pure slander.

"Perhaps you underestimate your abilities, I have seen you teleport in space at Hogwarts more than once."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, the two looked at each other, silent for a long time, and the heavy air pressure lingered on the two.

Just when the portraits in the headmaster's room thought that the two would fight, Dumbledore asked again:

"Did the Snake Man Ancestor kill Grindelwald?"

"Yes!"

Unexpectedly, Samael answered very decisively, the unique magic traces of snake people could not be concealed from the Great Wizard, and he was not surprised that Dumbledore could find this.

"Is he really dead?"

When he said this, Dumbledore's expression was obviously stunned.

"Really!"

Samael could clearly see the complex emotions in his eyes.

"Why didn't Gellert fight back?"

"Because he has a dead will!"

As the existing person who could talk to the Snake Ancestor, Dumbledore knew that Samael had information that he did not know.

"Why?"

When he asked this, he clearly sensed that Dumbledore's voice was trembling.

"Because he predicted your death!"

Looking at Dumbledore's indifferent expression, it was as if he hadn't heard the news.

There is nostalgia, attachment, pain, relief, but no fear in the eyes.

Needless to say, this centenarian does have a convincing personality, a person who does not even fear death, and is so reliable in every way.

Samael's words are three points true and seven points false, whether Dumbledore believes it or not, he is the only way for him to obtain the "truth".

After leaving the office, Samael stretched and looked at Harry who was waiting for him with a natural expression, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Isn't this Potter the Savior?"

"What a coincidence!"

Samael shrugged his shoulders, instantly switched his form, and a noble and elegant temperament came into being.

Harry didn't speak, glanced at him, and walked towards Dumbledore's office.

"It's really rude."

Samael chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and his sharp claws directly grabbed his neck and slammed into the wall behind him.

Harry panicked and dodged, only to find that he could not break free. Gritting his teeth to reveal his snake pupils, the terrifying healing ability instantly healed the injuries on the back of his head.

Harry struggled, only to see Samael's cruel smile.

A huge force instantly tore Harry's chest apart, and he could clearly feel the cold claws pinched on his hand.

It's going to die!

Really going to die!

Thoughts of death rushed through his heart, and he never thought death was so close to him.

The corners of Samael's mouth rose, restricting the urge to laugh maniacally, and an unknown object was unknowingly stuffed into his soul.

"Is that all?"

Samael sighed slightly, and looked mockingly at Harry, who was paralyzed on the ground, with a complicated heart.

A good genius is stunned to let Dumbledore raise waste, even if he turns into a snake man and goes all out, at most he will be five or five with Luna, and any member of the Dream Fulfillment Organization has the strength to torture him.

Samael took out his handkerchief, gently wiped the blood stain from his fingertips, threw it at Harry, and turned away directly, no one seeing his fleeting disappointment.

Halfway there, he saw Draco's figure and sighed helplessly again.

Go up and kick him sideways with a foot kick on the wall, directly knocking him out.

Next to her was a dull-eyed girl, it was Katie of Ravenclaw, who was carefully carrying a mysterious box.

The magic fluctuations that permeated from inside Samael faintly guessed.

Obviously, this poor little girl had already fallen into the Soul Reaper Curse at this time, and the contents were naturally some unknown black magic items.

All of them are so unconscious.

"Idiot!"

"Let me say it a few more times."

"Don't cast black magic with your own wand."

Samael was angry but stepped forward again and slammed two punches, and Draco's handsome face was visibly swollen.

"Samael, you're going to support me, right?"

Draco said this pitifully, and his voice was no longer arrogant.

"What supports you?"

"Let you kill Dumbledore with that stupid Dark Arts item?"

Samael became more and more angry as he spoke, and stepped on his fairly sound legs.

"Let the pain wash away your ignorant brain."

"Go back and write two papers, entitled "One Hundred Ways to Kill Dumbledore" and "On the Feasibility Plan for Killing Dumbledore." "

He has a boredom and is too lazy to talk more nonsense.

Of these two articles, one allows him to diverge his thinking and let him learn to use his brain, and the second allows him to ensure any changes that occur during the implementation of the plan and how to deal with it.

He didn't mind giving the credit for killing Dumbledore, and killing the old Dunhead would not have any substantial benefit other than the possibility of Dumbledore taking it away and making the Dark Lord fearful.

Draco had a strong heart for the Malfoy family, and he would naturally help, but he would never want them to be a stumbling block to his success.

Death Eaters? Order of the Phoenix?

At the moment when the plan succeeded, it was no longer in his eyes.

Samael already had a definite plan, and as long as the plan could be implemented smoothly, he could even get the old man off the line in advance.

After all, the collection of Horcruxes has always been in his plan.

He wouldn't let Voldemort be arrogant for long.

It's just one opportunity, one opportunity.