Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

This doubled the pressure on the three little ones, and even the twins shrank their necks subconsciously.

"Ringo..." Hermione was worried.

"It's okay..." Ringo touched her shaggy hair, then stood up as if nothing had happened, and returned to his seat at the dining table in the Snake Yard.

Those gazes naturally followed.

As for the three little ones...

But it seemed to be forgotten in an instant.

Not only that.

Even after Ringo left, some little lions who finally couldn't bear the gossip dared to sit down again: "Ron (Harry) (Hermione), did Ringo really do this? Can you tell us the details..."

The three little ones and the twins looked at each other in blank dismay.

……

at the same time.

Flint House.

An angry voice sounded like the roar of a troll: "Who did it? Who did it? Unexpectedly, dare to bully our Flint family!"

boom!

A middle-aged man with crooked teeth trampled the coffee table in front of him to pieces.

He growled.

Waving a copy of the Evening Prophet.

"—"Restored as before"" A woman restored the tea table, and then looked at her husband in front of her, "Charles, it's useless to be angry now, we must contact the "Evening Prophet" and other newspapers as soon as possible, and ask them to take down the photo and send it to him." Ask Marcus exactly what happened. "

"Bastard Marcus!" Charles scolded his son, "He was stripped naked and hung on a tree! Stupid!"

The woman looked at her husband helplessly.

She stopped talking.

Just let her husband vent——

The Flint family is always different from other families. Although it cannot be said that their intelligence is particularly poor, being able to be dubbed the troll family is enough to show the violent genes of this family.

Good thing...

Charles beat a quarter of an hour later.

At last the house-elf appeared, with a message: "My lord, Mr. Cook of the Selwyn family has come to visit."

"Cook Selwyn?" Charles finally stopped. "What is he here for?"

"Tell him to come in." The woman used the Restoration Charm to fix the living room again, and then she looked at her husband, "Charles, put away the newspaper, although his coming must have something to do with the newspaper."

"Um……"

Charles' tempers came and went quickly.

He nodded in agreement.

While hiding the newspaper, he waited for Selwyn's visit. Fortunately, it didn't take long before he saw this other party - a middle-aged blond man.

"Flint, long time no see." Selwyn opened his arms for a hug.

But not close yet.

Just pushed away by Charles: "What are you doing here?"

"Well, it's still as unreasonable as before." Selwyn didn't take it seriously, straightened the clothes wrinkled by Charles' palm, and looked at the couple with a smile, "Although you hid it well, I Still see signs of anger. Well, Flint, was it because of the pictures in the newspaper—”

boom!

Charles slapped the coffee table, causing the newly repaired thing to break again.

"What do you want to say?"

The corner of Selwyn's mouth twitched, not daring to delay any longer: "I want to say... I know who sent your son's photo to the newspaper..."

"120" I have never seen such a brazen person

"Who?" said the Flints in unison.

"Ringo Shelby."

"Ringo Shelby?"

Flint frowned, as if wondering who the name was.

But the woman on the side quickly said: "That transfiguration genius who may be the descendant of the mysterious man?"

"What descendants of the Mysterious Man!" Selwyn snorted disdainfully, "He's a Mudblood! The rest are made up by the Quibblers!"

Hear what my wife said.

Flint seemed to have finally remembered who this was, and there was another burst of anger immediately, but he still held back and looked at Selwyn: "You came here to tell me who did it?"

"Of course not." Selwyn smiled, "I'm here to seek cooperation."

"Cooperation?"

"Yes, cooperation."

"If you have anything to say, just tell me honestly, if you cheat on me again, believe it or not, I'll beat you right away?" Flint's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Selwyn's smile trembled: "It's just some cooperation in business, um, in potions... I didn't know that the Flint family is also involved in the potion industry until I read the newspaper, so I think we can form a company ..."

He dared not hide any more.

He also came prepared.

While speaking, he also took out some documents for the Flints to read.

"How? Are you interested? In addition to you and my family, there are also the Carlo family, the Rozier family, the Roll family, and the Yaxley family who are ready to participate, oh, and there is a Slughorn. But I can't Reveal his name, but I know that he is very close to that Dean Horace..." Selwyn showed his advantages, and looked forward to the future by the way, "As you can see, each family has its own potion. In the past, it was only for personal use, or spread in a small area, but if it is integrated..."

"It's a good idea." Flint nodded with satisfaction, "But I can't promise you today."

"Of course, you have to think about it." Selwyn was reasonable.

—especially since he didn't count on the brains of the troll family.

"These things stay here with me, and I will think about it carefully." Flint pointed to the document, and then looked at Selwyn again, "As for now, you should leave."

"Won't you invite me to dinner?" Selwyn laughed.

Flint pointed to the coffee table: "I'm still angry, Cook Selwyn, if you don't mind being hit by me, then stay and eat."

"I'm joking, haha, go on, Mr. Flint."

Selwyn shrank his neck.

Get up and leave.

however--

After he left, Flint did not continue to get angry as he said, but sat quietly on the sofa.

His wife returned after sending Selwyn away.

Looking at her husband worriedly: "Do you really want to cooperate with the Selwyn family? Charles, their cooperation may be more than that, as far as I know. The so-called Ringo Shelby's alleged murder of the Bor family may be true. Among them The dead Mortina Boll was originally named Mortina Selwyn, and there was one more person, who seemed to be Luka from the Selwyn family... said it was a potion cooperation, I am afraid that we will be asked to join forces to deal with that boy in the future .”

"He bullies Marcus like this, it's normal to deal with him." Flint snorted, "Even without Selwyn, I still have to deal with this boy. Wouldn't it be better to have helpers now?"

"But Selwyn..."

"I know..." Flint looked at his wife, "Although I was ridiculed as a descendant of a troll, I am not stupid. Selwyn, Rozier, Rolle, Carlo, and Yaxley are all Don’t worry, I won’t associate with them too much.”

"Then we reject this cooperation?" The woman's eyes lit up.

"Why refuse?"

Flint, who has bad teeth and a burly figure nicknamed the descendant of a troll, held the document, and his eyes flashed brightly: "We want revenge on the boy, we also want to make money, but in other aspects... hehe, just pretend to be stupid. After all, we are a family of trolls..."

"it is good……"

"Also, write a letter telling Marcus to come back! Shameful thing! Tell him to wait for the storm to pass before going to school..."

……

Ringo doesn't know what's going on at the Flints' house.

But he can probably guess.

I have offended another pure-blooded family.

But it doesn't matter, according to his plan, he will move sooner or later with this group of corrupt pure-blood families who occupy the fixed interests of the British magic world, so he doesn't take it seriously.

What really made him care.

At least at the level of "Voldemort".

Ok……

That is Riddle's diary.

At this moment.

He was in Slytherin's bedroom and did not go to Shelby Manor through the Vanishing Cabinet because he planned to contact Riddle again.

security.

Still a little more reliable at Hogwarts.

"It's time for you to go to bed." After washing, Ringo looked at the three Malfoys who were lying on the bed in their pajamas, and before they could get their wands, he said proactively, "I'll do it this time, you all lie down."

Say it.

Three stun spells hit three people.

With his level, even with a little resistance, the three of them still fell unconscious quickly.

then……

Ringo cast a confusion spell around the bed again, and then got into the storage ring—feed the baby dragon with a bucket of chicken blood brandy before changing to the villa area.

Take the journal from a secretly locked chest.

open...

The quill was stained with ink.

After a moment of hesitation, he wrote: "Are you there, Mr. Riddle."

The ink blots disappear.

It took a while before the handwriting reappeared: "I am here, it took you a long time to contact me this time, what happened?"

A look of hesitation appeared on Ringo's face.

A touch of worry.

Wrote: "Yes, Mr. Riddle, I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long, it's really because I have been getting a lot of attention recently. Although the Occlumency technique you taught me made Dumbledore unable to see through my thoughts.

But he still kept an eye on me, and not only him, but other students... Well, I don't understand, I just said a few words to the snake in the duel class, and they regarded me as the heir of Slytherin , said that this is a snake tongue, only the heirs of Slytherin in the whole of England have this talent..."

brush!

The ink blots disappear.

But this time almost instantly, Riddle replied: "Snake Tongue? You know Snake Tongue?"

"I didn't know..." Ringo wrote, "I didn't know I had a snarky accent, and usually I can't say it at all. But when I was facing a poisonous snake, I thought I was speaking normally, but they said my pronunciation was low, no It's like human speech, like a snake talking..."

"Yes, that's what Snakespeak is all about!" Riddle seemed excited, "Don't listen to their nonsense, Ringo, Snakespeak is a gift of good wizards! They're just jealous of you!"

"The talent of an excellent wizard?" Ringo was puzzled at first, but then the hand holding the pen became a little excited, so that the new handwriting became crooked, "Mr. Nadel, you, do you know the old tongue?"

"Of course!"

A big word appeared in the diary.

soon……

Riddle wrote again: "Ringo, the old snake tongue can only be inherited through blood. Although I still can't clarify the relationship between you and me, at least one thing is certain. You and I must be related by blood. You are definitely not a mudblood. It is a noble pure blood, and you will also fulfill the same responsibility as me."