Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

Chapter 146 Jair Shafiq Is So Scared {Please Subscribe! ! }

Duel competition venue.

Crow sat cross-legged on top of the basilisk's head.

He played with the wand boredly in his hand.

At this time, the basilisk had already lay down.

Crow, who sat on top of the basilisk, had become as tall as everyone else.

Everyone no longer has to look up at Crow.

This also relieved their somewhat sore necks.

But they were still just staring at Crow.

Except for the sound of breathing throughout the venue.

There is no other noise.

Occasionally someone makes a noise.

It will also draw glares from those around you.

Everyone at this time.

Everyone is waiting for Crow to make a decision.

Or rather, waiting for him to think of a solution.

Think of a way... to save them all!

After all, no one wants to die.

I don't want to be defined as a vicious dark wizard by the Ministry of Magic.

Then he was sent to Azkaban.

Otherwise, say "617"

In fact, death is also a good choice.

In the auditorium.

Several people had determination shining in their eyes.

They've made their decision.

Once the Aurors break in.

Then they choose to die.

Compare it to death.

The Terror of Azkaban.

It's obviously more scary.

"Hey, I just remembered that our duel competition is not over yet, right? There is no difference in the outcome, but I promised Professor Flitwick that I would give him a championship medal back.

"I just didn't expect so many things to happen, so I didn't want to waste any more time. But after all, it's something that was promised, and it still has to be done. It's not a good thing to break one's word!"

Crow yawned.

Jump off the head of the patron basilisk.

The basilisk seemed to serve his purpose.

Move your body a few times.

The space becomes larger when the coil is rolled up.

It even exceeded the original size of the arena.

Crow stood in the middle of the ring.

He tilted his head and looked at the pale Jer in a funny way.

"Mr. Shafiq, I think it will be just the two of us in the final. After all, if nothing else happens, the original final was also played between the two of us. I know you won't refuse, right? I forgot to tell you, I don't like it." People who surrender.”

"But my patron saint basilisk is different. It likes people who surrender. Because which ones taste more delicious, you know what I mean, right? Yes, I am threatening you, so hurry up and come on stage, Sha Mr. Fick!"

Crow pointed at the basilisk behind him.

Smiling and speaking to Jair Shafiq.

At the same time, he made an invitation to fight gesture with his hands.

What kind of invitation to fight?

Um...

It’s you who reaches out.

Give the person you want to invite a fight a few clicks.

If conditions permit.

Add a mantra.

Come here!!

As long as the other person is not a fool.

I will definitely know what you mean.

So this is a very pure invitation to fight.

"Oh Merlin's beard! At this time, Crow is still thinking about the duel, it's... it's... it's...

"What a great person! He will still abide by the agreement under such circumstances. How many people in the entire wizarding world can do this? But Crow! As a teenage boy, he did this!

"So he is a very great person? It seems that what you said has nothing to do with greatness, right? Or am I wrong in my understanding?"

"How can you not be great? Can you do the same as Crow? Can you choose to fulfill your promise first when you are surrounded by Aurors and know that your life is in danger?"

"Hmm...it seems impossible! When you put it that way, Crow seems to be really great!"

"It should be called Lord Crow! I firmly believe that Lord Crow will bring changes to the wizarding world! And he will definitely succeed!"

"Lord Crow! Long live!!"

"Master Crow! Give birth to a monkey!!"

I don't know who shouted.

Then others seemed to be possessed.

Started chanting along.

Waves of deafening shouts echoed in the venue.

There were also exclamations of admiration from several girls.

Well...such as Sarah who has recovered.

At this time, her eyes were glowing green when she looked at Crow.

He shouted excitedly.

"Master Crow! I'm giving birth to a monkey!!"

What kind of rubbish eyebrow pencil?

Can it be compared to Master Crow's smile?

Are you kidding me?

She actually compared the trash to Master Crow?

This is simply too sinful!

Sarah pinched herself hard several times.

He cursed himself in anger.

Then he continued shaking his hands.

Followed by the crowd chanting Crow's name.

Why did she change so quickly?

a.....

Times have changed!

Only by adapting to the times...

Only then can we live better!

Just adapt to the times.

They can...

Obtain the favor of Master Crow!!

"I talked to Lord Crow, and you don't know how nice Lord Crow's voice is! Oh~ now that I think of that voice, I feel my ears numb!"

Sarah proudly showed off to the little sisters around her.

The little sisters around her immediately cast envious glances at her.

"Sarah, please, can you tell us more about Mr. Crow? What perfume does he wear? What is his personality like? The most important thing...does he have eight-pack abs?"

"What eight-pack abs? It's so superficial! I just want to ask how I can give Master Crow a monkey? Of course, I'm not coveting Master Crow, it's just...just..."

"I just feel that Lord Crow, such an outstanding person, shouldn't even have an heir! I think if there is an heir, Lord Crow will no longer have to worry about anything! I don't think anyone can handle this difficult task except me. !”

"Hmm...yes, it's inheritance...huh? What do you mean?? What do you mean that no one else is qualified except you? Do I have a missing nose or eyes? Or do you mean that I'm not as good as you?"

"It's true that you don't have a nose or eyes, but your appearance... haha!"

"What do you mean hehe? You want to fight, don't you? Damn it! Master Crow is my salad!!"

The plastic friendship between Sarah and her girls.

Instantly becomes fragmented.

In the end, they even got into a fight. 5.0

I wish I could strangle the other person to death.

Hmm...one pulled the hair.

The other hand was pinching his neck.

Literally strangled to death!

What kind of friendship?

What difficulties should we share together in blessings?

Is it important to have Crow's favor?