Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

"I thought this was an academy composed of a group of orangutans, a trash can where a group of mentally retarded and imbecile people gathered, a sewer in Hogwarts, a filthy place filled with the stench of feces."

"You are just talking about Slytherin's shrewdness. You are just talking about it. You have not shown even a trace of Slytherin's shrewdness."

"I remember what Germa said to us freshmen on the first day of school...'There are some facts you should know, and there are some rumors you should forget.'"

"That's what you said, right, Germa?"

Germa, who was named by Rollo, nodded. He seemed to be aware that something was wrong, and his expression became reserved.

"That's not a rumor, that's the truth, a rumor turned into fact by you idiots and those idiots before."

"A shrewd person would show his filthiest and darkest side in front of everyone? Or even force others to see it?"

"I ask you, who am I?"

Rollo changed the subject, stared at Germa and spoke.

"A Dark Lord reserve at Hogwarts? A special student in Azkaban?"

"Maybe in the first few days of school, yes, but what about now?"

"When everyone talks about Rollo Serkas Sadwind, they will only tell others that he is so handsome, so rich, so generous, and a good man, but no one tells you that he is returning to After Slytherin, I will call a group of the smartest, most powerful and talented people in Slytherin together, and then scold them until they are bloody, and they have to apologize obediently. If they dare to say a word "no", I will be on the black market. Hang a reward order inside——"

Rollo walked up to Marcus, leaned down with a smile on his face, and whispered in his ear:

"Guess, if you accidentally say what you said today, the portrait in the reward order will be... about you or your family?"

A fishy smell gradually spread. Marcus, who had been under a spell and couldn't muster any strength, wet his crotch at this moment. The previous bravery was gone at this moment, and all that was left was the fear in the depths of his eyes. .

"I'm just kidding."

Rollo stood up and waved his hand, "My whole family was killed by a dark wizard. I wish I could tear them all into pieces. How could I do such a thing?"

"Professor Dumbledore won't allow it unless-"

Rollo, who had already walked away, turned his head and showed a bright smile.

"What I dealt with were Voldemort's remnants, those Death Eaters who escaped cunningly."

People trembled violently as they heard the forbidden name.

"Dumbledore won't pay attention to those little fleas, but I don't mind playing with those things. It's a blood feud that killed my whole family. I'll ask the dark wizard for some interest, but it's not too much, right?"

"As far as I know, there are many such guys in Slytherin, and their parents-"

Marcus saw the sweet yet terrifying smile, and waved his hands with tears streaming down his face, but couldn't say a word.

"You can rest assured that I am not a madman. Look at Draco. He is a good friend of mine, whom I have made sincerely. But what about his father? A recognized Death Eater who can get away with cunning. What do you think? Would I let Draco lose his father?"

"I'm not that kind of person."

Luo Luo sat back down with his legs crossed and his voice was brisk.

"If that's the case for me, what about Slytherin?"

"He has conducted a lot of research on forbidden magic. From the current perspective, he is an out-and-out dark wizard. But do people regard him as a dark wizard?"

"People know Slytherin as cunning and shrewd, but they know him better as a great wizard rather than a terrible dark wizard."

"In this case, why is Slytherin House now regarded as a hatchery for dark wizards and a base for those who are so bad that they ooze pus?"

"The founders of our college are not like this. You students of the college are so fond of smearing black and excrement on your faces?"

"Is this what you call smart? Maybe you should give yourselves a slap in the face and wake up."

"There are many reasons for this. One of them is that you have distorted the true essence of Slytherin, distorted the true glory, and trampled on yourself and Slytherin's pride and arrogance in exchange for a small thing that can only satisfy your own fantasies. The trophy begins.”

"I'm here to correct your stupid mistakes, so I want you to do these things."

After hearing this, everyone immediately sat upright and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

"First, disband Slytherin's current house team. The Quidditch house team is the face and signature of each house. It is a popular sport in the wizarding world and a window to show itself to the outside world within the house. I will not allow it to continue to compete with Just as disgusting as ever.”

"Germa, you are responsible for leading people to inform the academy to re-select Quidditch players. I need guys who are really strong, really capable of flying, and talented, not these gorillas. I will give those who are selected to the academy team The monthly salary starts at twenty galleons, and the Quidditch competition officially starts in November. If you win, you will get a bonus. If you lose, your salary will be deducted until you win next time."

"Second, I need to revise the entry conditions for Slytherin. This is not a garbage dump where pure-blood wizards stuff their idiots in. Although there are smart people, it is more of a group of inbred idiots."

Hearing these words with a strong sense of humiliation, Marcus's face turned pale, but he did not dare to say anything more.

"Organize the students to submit a joint application. The admission conditions for Slytherin no longer include such nonsense as pure blood. Even if they are pure blood, they cannot be pure blood waste. Those garbage are not worthy of entering Slytherin. 's door."

"Just like you told us before."

Rollo said with a smile: "Ambition is the true quality of Slytherin. He doesn't even have ambition. Why did he join Slytherin just because he is pure-blooded garbage?"

"I couldn't change it before. It just came and I couldn't control it. But now, I need to change it."

"The Sorting Hat is infused with the thoughts of the Big Four. It is an extraordinary magical creation with the ability to think of its own. I can even say that the Big Four created a being called the Sorting Hat."

"Since you have your own thoughts, there is the possibility of change."

"The rules of 1000 years ago are not so applicable in today's world. It is only correct to tinker with the current reality."

"You are responsible for initiating the proposal, and I will be responsible for negotiating and revising it."

"Third, if Slytherin wants to start changing other people's impressions of us, the first thing we must start to do is ourselves."

"Before this, those idiots who dragged their feet have actually become the symbol of Slytherin. This is something that is not allowed. Since we are all people who can choose to do whatever it takes to succeed, then let this matter become become a reality.”

"Gelma, you go and draw up a grading system for Slytherin. Develop a tiered grading system based on each person's contribution to the academy and their own abilities. The top level belongs to us who are the elite, followed by them who are the backbone. The worst thing is those rubbish who don’t seek to make progress, those who have no ambition and the ability to realize their ambitions are not worthy of being Slytherins.”

"Even if they get in, they don't deserve to be recognized."

"I will customize a badge, a pure gold and pure silver badge, to declare that we are the orthodox Slytherin, and to distinguish us from those ignorant and embarrassing garbage."

"Changing people's impression of Slytherin can only rely on real Slytherins like us."

"The filth of the past belongs to them! And the light of the future belongs to us!"

"Draw a clear line and completely separate from the past. We are all smart people and know the right choice, right?"

"If there is no doubt, then start taking action. You have many things to be busy with. It is important to give me your answer sheet as soon as possible."

"Slytherin's new life begins here, and we are the pioneers at the forefront."

Rollo stretched out his hand, and they crossed their palms as if they were forming a covenant, with a dazzling light in their eyes...

The light called ambition.