Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

"You really shouldn't have decided to isolate yourself from the world during the last week before school starts, Claudia." The girl, who was called the Golden Python by the red-haired twins of Gryffindor, took a deep breath and moved like a hanging python. The little snake on the branch leaned against Claudnia.

The fluffy tail of her hair caressed the side of her face affectionately, a bit like Mr. Black's thick fur.

"I have begun to regret it." Claudia answered the question helplessly, "from various angles."

"What happened?"

"Where should I start?" Helles pouted, looking a bit like a daughter, and the deep ice had long since faded from her face.

She looked a little happy and a little dissatisfied.

But after all, they haven't seen each other since their big fight with Snape - mainly because Claudia couldn't switch between home and several other scenes freely.

"Well, the Dark Mark?" Claonia asked tentatively, "From here?"

"Your Daily Prophets are piling up!"

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"Everything that has happened in the past few days is worthy of being on the front page." Helles said, "Didn't you notice that even Cedric is worried?"

"I didn't receive any news from him." Claudia took the thick newspaper that her reliable ally pulled out of his robe. It was indeed a very thick stack. Claudia never thought that the Daily Prophet had It can become like this in one day.

"It is said that the issue has been added several times," Helles said. "Even people who have not decided on an annual issue bought a lot this time."

Clooney flipped through the pages quickly and kept following the girl: "How could such a thing happen suddenly? Helles, this is too sudden."

"That's it." The girl in question whispered into Claudia's ear, "I can still tell you these things now, but I may not be able to do so later, Claudia."

"I heard - just heard that several important figures in the family who had previously been loyal to the 'Mysterious Man' disappeared at that time."

"Disappeared?"

"People can't monitor the whereabouts of a wizard." Helles' voice was very low, so low that it was almost inaudible. "These words are not suitable to be said on the train. I will give you a detailed explanation when we go back." reply."

"That's okay." Claudia saw the newspaper that said "The Ministry of Magic has decided to temporarily admit a brave warrior who has suffered injustice to strengthen the moral rectification." "The Dark Mark can almost be exclusive to the Duke of Duck." Signed.”

"That's weird..." Clooney responded to her in a low voice, "How dare he suddenly become so blatant again?"

This doesn't quite fit the image of Ward Devil. Just like the previous mistakes, apart from the year when Harry entered school, Claudia had never even heard of this person - considering that Tom and Waldo were not the same person, in her In my impression, although Ward Demon is cruel, he has not lost his mind. If two years ago he had to rely on unicorn blood to ensure the longevity of his body, what method could he find to return to the top in just one year?

This is a bit counterintuitive, but magic length is counterintuitive.

She felt that her heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly began to beat violently again, which made people more and more frightened the more she thought about it.

"But why did he suddenly become the Duck Duke?" Helles emphasized the middle syllable, "Why is it so long?"

"Don't you think it's very similar, the pronunciation?" The two words are indeed only different in long and short sounds. Clooney found Mr. Cloud's joke very funny. From today on, she decided to use Duck Duke as Voldemort. After all, few people can think of this.

"Let's call it 'duck.'" Claudine agreed. "That way it will be difficult for anyone to think of it together."

"Oh my God." Helles helplessly tried to bury his head in his clothes, "Where did you come from with so many strange names?"

“This is a combination of everyone’s strengths.”

"I think this meeting will be longer. This year's new prefects need the help of the original prefects. This year is too special." Helles said, "Especially for several key families. There are children’s views on this incident, which may affect the mood of the new students.”

During this short journey, Helles tried to shorten the recent events into just a few words, so that she would not be helpless about anything. For example, Sirius Black has joined the temporary Aurors, and Cedric's father, Mr. Diggory, is in big trouble and is too busy. The most important thing is that the Wilsons' attitude towards this incident is very ambiguous.

Arriving at the prefect's box, Helles stopped: "There is one more thing, after everything."

"The Weasleys were defrauded of all their gold Galleons in gambling." Helles laughed, breaking away from these serious topics. She thought of this good thing, "For their future career, they finally decided to accept me. investment."

"What?!" Claudia's voice raised involuntarily, "Your investment? Not mine? Or ours?"

"Why didn't they just mention it to me?"

"Who knows?" The girl smiled slyly, "But we share the copyright for these years, and you will see their final results soon."

"This is not fair at all." Claudia didn't like the feeling that her good friends had done all the big things without telling her. What's more, these people only know each other because of herself - she means, why should they go around him? She had mentioned it several times about supporting their business, but the boys always put it off with various reasons.

Wilson Helles was not prepared to listen to Miss Albert's remarks about unfairness. She directly opened the door of the box.

"Hey! Claudia!" This time, it was Miss Bagnot of Ravenclaw who spotted her first, "Come in!"

"I'm here." Claudia could only stop the previous topic, bid farewell to Miss Golden Python, and got into the wider prefect's carriage.

Cedric heard the voice and responded. He raised a thick stack of paper in his hand towards her. It seemed like there was some report written on it. He smiled bitterly and finally moved his buttocks and sat down again. That row.

"I've told him not to hide in the corner." Kashan shrugged helplessly, "But no one can call him."

Noni had already started chatting with her about Owl's results with great interest, and she wanted to know about the improvement classes that Claudia might enroll in next.

"I'm going to sign up for Fantastic Beasts," Kashan said. "I think it's quite interesting. Of course, if there is a flying version of the course, I will 100% sign up - there should be advanced courses!"

"I'm still thinking about it," Claudia replied, "although most of it has been decided.

"All in all, I will never sign up for the prophecy class." She said, "I don't think Professor Trelawney can teach us anything. The atmosphere in that class will overwhelm me."

"There is also a strong aromatic smell." Noni nodded in agreement, and even the male prefect next to her also agreed with it.