【drop!Congratulations to the host for successfully "fighting" in Slytherin and gaining 30 plot points! 】

"Okay, I won't follow you anymore!"

"As you all know, I am a summoner..." Carl stretched out his arm, and Bhikkhumon flew over.

Digimon in the growing stage have fighting prowess comparable to that of fifth- and sixth-grade academics. To deal with this group of young wizards who have just entered school, Pichumon alone is enough.

"Since you are a summoner, it makes sense to use summoned beasts to fight, right?"

"Magic flame!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bhikkhumon couldn't wait to release his special move.

Turquoise flames spurted out of his mouth and headed straight for Malfoy, who had just picked up the wand.

"boom!"

After a slight explosion, Malfoy's face was burned like coal and he passed out.

"Magic flame!"

"Magic flame!"

"Magic flame!"

After another series of special moves, the only person left standing in the circle was the little witch Pansy Parkinson.

The sudden display of strength shocked everyone present, even the senior students. Karl had always been famous for making troubles, and everyone only knew that Karl's summoned beast could speak people's words and had many powers. to human wisdom.

No one has ever seen their fighting power.

The green flames were something that had never appeared in the magic world before. The senior students watching the excitement asked themselves.

Facing this kind of flame, even they can't resist it!

The remaining Pansy Parkinson was so frightened that she could hardly hold her wand steady, as if she had Parkinson's disease. Now she lived up to her name.

"I am a person who repays kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred!" Karl turned his attention to the senior students and decided to take advantage of today to establish his authority, otherwise cats and dogs would dare to come to his door in the future.

How can you concentrate on doing things?

You just have to wait and be fucked obediently!

"But as you all know, I rarely hold grudges!" After saying that, Carl grinned, took out a bundle of rope from the small bag and threw it to Agumon.

Agumon took the rope and quickly hung several unconscious little wizards from the ceiling of the lounge.

Everyone was silent when they saw this scene, unable to complain.

You naughty kid, do you call this not holding a grudge?

"And you, Miss Parkinson..." Carl looked at Pansy with a kind smile on his face.

The little Loli is actually pretty good-looking, with a rebellious aura on her face, like an unruly little wild horse.

It can only be said that the director who made movies in his previous life has improved his vision for casting.

"Don't worry, I usually don't attack women!" Karl couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched Pansy's face.

Well, it’s full of collagen!

After saying that, he took out another rope.

"Why don't you come by yourself?"

Pansy, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the rope handed over and was stunned!

I dare you not to do anything, just let me do it myself?

Is it useless for you to face me by cooperating with me?

The unruly little loli glared at Karl angrily.

"Agumon, help him!" Karl waved his hand, acting like a big devil at this moment!

Pansy was the only one who was awake when she was hung up. Of course, if she was given a choice to be hung from the ceiling with so many people watching, she would rather pass out like Malfoy.

Just feeling this feeling of restraint made Pansy feel a little excited.

"Karl, isn't this bad?" At this moment, the newly appointed Quidditch captain Marcus Flint, who was as strong as a beast, stood up with an ugly face: "After all, they are all from the same college, it's too much trouble. If you are stiff, everyone will not look good in the future!"

"Marcus, are you teaching me how to do things?" Carl tilted his head and glanced at Marcus, who seemed to have troll blood.

"Not bad!" Marcus took out his wand, with a threatening meaning in his eyes: "I'll let you kill them..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, a white claw in Marcus's field of vision quickly grew in size, and a moment later he followed the footsteps of Malfoy and the others and passed out.

It's Dilumon!

"It's another waste of rope!" Carl smacked his lips and decided to learn the transformation spell quickly, otherwise it would be too low to carry a bunch of ropes when going out in the future!

"So, who else has an opinion on this matter?" Karl looked around and saw that no one dared to look at him, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Before the sun rises tomorrow morning, whoever wants to help them untie the rope, I will hang him up!"

"This is the first time, next time I will hang it in the lobby of Hogwarts!"

"Senior Farley, where is my private dormitory?"

"Ah, oh!" Gemma Farley, whose name was dropped, was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "Go in, turn right and it's the third room!"

"Thank you!" After thanking him gracefully, Carl left the common room with several Digimon and Phoenix Fox.

【drop!Congratulations to the host for successfully setting up a stick in Slytherin. The host will be rewarded with 100 plot points! 】

In Karl's mind, the system's beep sounded again. Sure enough, it became easier to collect plot points after the plot started.

I have gained more in these days than I did in the previous year.

……

After Karl left, the atmosphere in the common room suddenly became weird. It was unprecedented for him to be overwhelmed by a new student.

Malfoy and the others were still tied up and hung from the ceiling. Just thinking of Karl's previous words, no one had the courage to put them down.

Even several students from pure-blood families who are friends with the Malfoy family are no exception.

It fully embodies Slytherin's school motto: assess the situation and protect yourself wisely!

"Okay, it's getting late, everyone, let's go back and rest!" Finally, the prefect Gemma Farley sighed silently and stood up to break the deadlock.

The sound is full of complexity!

Gemma has been studying at Hogwarts for six years, and this is the first time she has seen such a ferocious little wizard.

They hang people from the ceiling as soon as they come up, even the seniors.

The storm finally subsided for a short time.

……

Midnight prefect's dormitory

There are one large bed, four small beds and five small beds in the room. The four small beds are for Dilumon and the others, and the big bed is for Karl himself!

"It's almost time!" Looking at his pocket watch, the neatly dressed Karl climbed out of bed.

As the prank king of Hogwarts, how could he waste such a beautiful night in bed.

"Karl, are you going to the restricted book area of ​​the library?" Bichumon raised his head and asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, are you going to go together?" Karl stood up and asked casually.

"Is that okay?" Upon hearing this, Bhikkhumon's eyes immediately showed an extremely interested look.

If Dilumon likes Potions, then Bichumon likes Charms. Today during the day, Bichumon has already read Carl's first-grade Charms course textbook.

Developed a keen interest in magic!

"Then let's go together, but be careful when traveling at night!"

"That Filch's cat might have a dog's nose..."

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