Hogwarts Slytherin

On an ordinary afternoon, a black-haired boy stood by the window on the second floor of Lestrange Manor and looked into the distance.

Just now, Reggie finally received an invitation to Hogwarts.

When this moment really came, he still felt a little excited, with a feeling that the whole of Europe was about to crawl at his feet!

What comes into view when opening the envelope is:

Dear Mr. Lestrange, we are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Attached to the communication is a list of required books and equipment.

Semester is scheduled to start on September 31st, and we will be waiting for your owl to hear from you by July [-]st.

Headmaster: Yours sincerely, Albus Dumbledore.

He believed that there was no one who had not fantasized about receiving an invitation to Hogwarts when he was 11 years old, rubbing the letter in his hand.

"I am truly a wizard. From now on, I am Regis Lestrange, and my home is in the magical world!"

In a sense, he can be regarded as a "savior". Compared with Harry who knew nothing about magic in the original book, his starting point cannot be said to be lower. With God's perspective and the inheritance of Slytherin, it can be said that he is Wang Bang started the game.

Suppressing the excitement in my heart, I continued to look at the second page of the parchment, which listed the school uniforms, textbooks, cauldrons, pets, and wands that first-year students need to buy!

"Reggie, are you sure?"

"Grab it."

At his own strong request, old Lestrange decided to take him to Diagon Alley by apparating this time. At this moment, he nervously grabbed his father's arm.

It felt like being squeezed into a tube again, and the two of them arrived in London from outside Lestrange's manor in the blink of an eye.

Rui Ji staggered, still unable to adapt to this way of traveling.Then he began to look at everything in front of him, a very narrow and compact street lined with various shops.

He couldn't help but sigh, no wonder wizards are so Buddhist and there is no competition in doing business. Is this right?Look at these shops, they look very shabby and not decorated.

After taking two steps, he began to feel doubtful: "Why are most of these wizards wearing hoods?"

There were many wizards in the dark corners secretly looking at the two people who were so brazen. When their eyes touched the family crest on the other's chest, they were slightly startled and then looked away.

The Lestrange family crest is a raven, which means something ominous in the wizarding world.

Here, Reggie looked more and more wrong.

Why is there a human skeleton displayed in the window?Which serious store would sell a device with an unknown dark red liquid on it?

"Father, I think the notice says to buy new items in Diagon Alley, right?"

While looking around with a serious expression, Old Lestrange was stunned for a moment when he heard his son's words.

"You made a mistake, try again."

Reggie was grabbed by his father and appeared in Diagon Alley in an instant. Seeing him trying to maintain his image at the moment, as if nothing had happened, the corner of his mouth twitched.

It's summer vacation, and many young wizards who are about to enter school have come to Diagon Alley to buy new supplies.Looking at the surging crowd in front of him and the excited smiles on the faces of the little wizards, Reggie felt that this was in line with the Diagon Alley in his mind.

Reggie was happy, but his old father was angry.

Old Lestrange stood with a look of disgust on the street filled with all kinds of "Mudbloods", "poor devils", some "lower creatures", and Muggles, and after a while he couldn't stand it anymore.

Reggie noticed his expression and understood that this was a common problem among pure-blood nobles - allergies to non-pure-blood creatures. He also knew that he would not be able to change this idea for a while.

"Father, I can..." Buy things by myself.

Old Lestrange did not let him finish, but roughly handed a piece of gold Galleons to him: "The damn mudbloods are about to take over the wizarding world, we should give them some color!"

At this time, a man holding a lot of things next to him almost bumped into him. Judging from the man's clothes, he was obviously a Muggle. He apologized hastily, but due to the excessive movement, all his things fell to the ground.

Rui Ji swore that if it wasn't for the wrong location, he could tell from his old father's fire-breathing eyes that the man would not end well.

"Oh my god, John, what happened? Lily and I noticed that you didn't follow us."

"It's okay, honey, I accidentally bumped into this gentleman."

The woman quickly came over and looked at her husband. After making sure that he was fine, she began to apologize quickly: "Sir, I'm so sorry. John didn't bump into you, did he?"

Reggie could almost feel the old Lestrange's "Go away, you dirty mudblood" rushing to the tip of his tongue. But in the end he didn't say anything, just snorted with his nose and turned his head.

Seeing this situation, he became thoughtful.

The couple was a little embarrassed. It seemed that not every wizard was easy to get along with. The woman picked up the scattered items and muttered in a low voice: "Lily Evans! Don't buy any more things. Dad can't take them anymore."

Reggie, who was still deep in thought, was immediately brought back to attention by the name, Lily Evans?The flower of Gryffindor?The man who took down Voldemort?

In Reggie's view, his mother Lily Evans was the savior compared to Harry Potter. It was she who used ancient magic to defeat the Dark Lord.

With red hair and blue eyes, she looks much better than in the movie!

Hearing her mother's complaints, Lily didn't care. She just helped her parents pick up their things with a smile, and they left quickly.

Old Lestrange just felt that he could no longer bear this place, and deeply regretted the stupid idea of ​​accompanying his son to Diagon Alley today: "I still have something to do, you go shopping by yourself, and ask Donas to take you back after that." .”

Seeing his father suddenly disappear again, Reggie shrugged helplessly.

After all, I have seen in Slytherin's notes that continuous casting of spells by wizards is a very consuming magic power. The greater the difficulty, the greater the magic power required.

Apparition is a spell that can only be learned by senior students. It is not a simple low-magic spell.

Reggie, who has been interested in wands for a long time, decided on his first stop - Ollivander's Wand Shop.

As excited as he was when he came in, Reggie was so numb at the moment, he was like a cane-wielding machine without emotion.

Looking at the boxes that were almost piled up into a hill in the corner, Reggie waved again, but still didn't feel the fit that Ollivander mentioned.

Is it because I'm too strong?Or have I accepted the soul mark of Slytherin, and only someone like the Elder Wand can be worthy of me?This... this is not good. He was actually convinced by his own random thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more sense it made.

Looking at Reggie who was stunned, Ollivander poked the other person with the wand in his hand: "Hey, boy from the Lestrange family, don't just stand there, try this one quickly."