Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The next morning Senalbin was in pain. Her originally pure days were filled with students from all over the world.

Hagrid was dressed up beautifully, but he didn't know where he went, leaving Claudia alone and listening to Senarbin's constant complaints.

She began to regret learning snake language. With the language programming system, she could quickly piece together what Senalbin wanted to express from scattered words.

Finally, Senalbin flicked her tail angrily, trying to get those little tails away from her.

"It's angry!" the crowd exclaimed, "We've never seen that before!"

Indeed, no one has ever seen a basilisk! Not to mention a basilisk that has lived for thousands of years.

A blue light curtain rose from in front of the children, softly blocking the entrance to the Forbidden Forest and the students.

No one likes to be visited and judged like an ornamental animal in a zoo, let alone Senalbin, which has its own wisdom and thoughts.

No intelligent creature likes this.

A little further in and they would disturb the centaurs.

"Okay, that's it for today." She motioned Senarbin to return to her comfortable little nest, and then faced the crowd apologetically, "There are still many days to come!"

"You're adapting well!" Luo Fu came belatedly, grinning his white teeth.

"It's your job originally! Mr. Expert!"

"Why do you say that!" Sensing Claudia's dissatisfaction, Roof scratched the side of his face guiltily. In the beginning, he really promised to maintain order on the opening day, but he had to help his good brother when he needed it.

"So, what were you busy with?"

Rove was keenly aware of the loopholes in language, and he quickly replied: "I have something private."

Only then did he go around.

"So, did you sign up? Rolf?"

"you guess?"

"They should all have signed up." Claudia pretended that she didn't see the extended ears around her. "After all, it sounds interesting."

"So what about you?" Rolf put his hands around his chest and said in a funny tone, "Have you heard about the situation of the Weasleys?"

Usually, Weasley is followed by the plural to refer to their lively twins.

Seeing her nodding blankly, Luofu laughed again: "They tried to use age-enhancing potions to get away with it, and now they have become old men with beards!"

"Hahahaha!" Claudia wiped her nose guiltily, "Is it true?"

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore." Luof looked deeper into the jungle, where a little golden hair was exposed.

"!!" Clooney's eyes widened in surprise, and he only said goodbye to Rolf in a hurry, and flew away in that direction like the wind.

"Feizelen!" she shouted excitedly, and then glanced behind him.

"Don't look!" Feizelen frowned in disgust, thinking that the joy was directed at him.

"I told you, he won't come!"

This semester, Claudia's favorite centaur suddenly announced that he would no longer see her. This is a bad thing for her.

She thought it was like how good friends sometimes quarreled and then said they would never talk to each other again. It was just a method applicable to that period of time. She had a lot of things to say to the elder.

For example, Professor Snape's sudden alienation, the start of the Triwizard Tournament, and foreign trade transactions with Russia.

And, of course, there was the demonstration of a certain Dark Duke.

And what's going on with him.

"Of course I have something to ask you!" Feizelen could never feel angry at the little girl he watched grow up. Fortunately, the girl quickly smiled flatteringly at him.

"I just miss Mr. Bain very much. I don't mean to say anything bad to you." She stepped forward affectionately, held his forearm in her hand, and said coquettishly, "Then let's meet up sometime."

"I don't think Bain usually makes jokes like this." With his hand out, Fezeron couldn't help but touch the other person's head, and then flicked it secretly.

When Claudia looked over angrily, he said sternly: "I heard that you are going to compete recently - this is not auspicious. According to the divination, something bad will happen."

"Clonia, the world is like a pot of water, every decision will stir up the water." Fezeren said, "For those people with great abilities, their decisions will affect more people. Like the difference between a whale and a shrimp."

"I understand."

"Don't you want me to participate in the competition? Fezeren?"

Fezeron shook his head: "I just feel a little flustered - just think that I think too much, but you have to protect yourself, okay?"

"Why are you so nice, Feizelen..." Claonia pouted, feeling a little like crying. Fezeron's tone was always gentle and calm, and he always treated her with the most earnest side. A bit like Ms. Daffin, but different in some way.

"Although you may not feel anything." Feizelen looked at her gently, "I watched you grow up, Claudia."

"Just like this!" He took a few steps forward and then hugged her, "I've hugged you like this before -"

"I have no impression." Claudia sighed deeply, "I always feel that this is a lie."

"Actually, I still want to find someone to talk to." On such a good day, Claudia felt that she shouldn't have thought about those unhappy things. But she couldn't help it now.

The blond centaur patiently followed her: "I'm really curious about what you will do next. Your aura is more in line with the centaurs - it's a wonderful feeling of being intertwined with fate."

"But I felt something uncomfortable again. I don't know how to describe it."

"And that feeling keeps coming."

"Perhaps there is something wrong with my Friendship Palace this year." Clooney sat down on the stone and turned to look at Feizelen, "I also have a very bad premonition, and I vaguely feel that the people around me They are all moving further away from me, which feels very bad.”

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, and the expected struggle has not yet reached the predicted time, but the vague uneasiness is indeed beating in the air, and even interesting and fierce competitions cannot dilute that feeling.

"Please, how old are you?" Fei Zelen couldn't laugh or cry, "That's what they say, but you haven't grown up yet."

"Age doesn't determine everything." Claudia said angrily, "This is not a good excuse."

"But this is normal," said Fezeren, "just like you know that sometimes the appearance of certain people is just a phase. Maybe after this phase you will no longer have intersection, but you will still feel pity."

"This is indeed a pity! If we both love each other, what can dilute each other's feelings?"