Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

For the truth, when all impossibility is eliminated, the final remaining result, no matter how unbelievable or unbelievable it is, is the only final answer.

Claudia and Moody say goodbye. Take a deep breath.

He would never be so unlucky as to have anything to do with Voldemort.

When she could think of soul or body, she could only think of Tom Riddle, not counting the vicious beast she hated most in the end. However, does a young boy who is so weak that even she can play with him in the palm of her hand really have such a powerful ability to control the body or soul of an individual who is more powerful than him?

In the only possible invasion, he clearly failed.

Magic is unreasonable, but if you use it, you must comply with its rules. No one can make an unequal treaty without knowing it - if she doesn't know anything, why should she exchange it.

This was something she couldn't figure out even if she scratched her head.

What could be more powerful than the Goblet of Fire?

The contract content of the Goblet of Fire is to join the screening, and after being successfully screened, you must participate in the competition.

If you look at it from the perspective of physical limitations, this may be a new idea. What the consequences of "having to play" are, are not stated.

Losing is also a withdrawal...No one enters a race to lose.

But this is a very light contract, as simple as tearing off a piece of paper and telling the other person to have dinner with me tonight.

Unless you are dealing with a slave who cannot control yourself and is controlled by your master, any normal person is qualified to decide who you want to have dinner with.

What has actually happened...

Claudia thought like this as she walked down the spiral staircase. She almost missed the stairs and fell from a high altitude as Snape said.

Peeves was gloating on the sidelines, and he had been present at all the disaster scenes.

The naughty staircase swayed left and right, proclaiming his strength and feeling proud that he had deceived a victim who had almost never been fooled.

"What are you doing!" Claudia was startled. The feeling of weightlessness made her unconsciously cast a floating spell, which prevented her poor ankle from suffering a heavy blow.

Peeves smiled arrogantly, his black eyes spread all over his pupils, and he looked extremely happy.

She rolled her eyes unconsciously, and the solid stone flew over Peeves' head, almost piercing his hat.

He quickly walked through the wall angrily and dejectedly, and turned around and bumped into Bloody Barrow.

No, it didn't touch. Peeves jumped away in panic.

"Please, please." He said flatteringly.

When he turned around, the vicious Slytherin Bull Demon King had already reached the bottom of the tower.

Claudia was born in a world without Muggles and benefited from their thinking, but her educated thinking also restricted her.

Morality and conscience told her that it was wrong to enslave a person.

The legal classics that Mr. Albert read with her told her that people are born free and have their own rights, and no one can sell their body. This is immoral and illegal.

She tried her best to avoid this, but she forgot that the people she needed to fight were not polite modern people, ordinary people who had to accept the constraints of the state machine and legal dogma.

It’s the majority of people in Longtan Tiger’s Den who think that the big eats the small, just like a cat eating fish or a dog eating meat.

"Senior!" Another voice interrupted her thinking.

Claonia looked over helplessly. She had already walked to the grass outside the castle. It had just rained, and the grass was wet. The leather shoes would even make a squeaking sound when you stepped on them. It was even possible to guess the empty puddles under the grass.

The person who came was obviously the type who didn't like to look at his feet. He didn't care whether he would step in a puddle.

"Ah, it's you." Claudia laughed, no one would know this famous boy.

The Malfoys are famous for their wealth. In the world of Muggles, they could even be on the world's richest list.

And most of their offspring are beautiful, even if there is no sunshine, they still sparkle on cloudy days.

The only child of the Malfoy family stood by indignantly, rarely in the company of his close friends who were in love with each other.

"It's me." He said, "What?"

"Okay, Draco."

Draco Malfoy finally nodded to her with satisfaction. He took a deep breath.

Thanks to Professor Tosnape, she has a pretty good relationship with this junior student. Although he always liked to cling to Harry Potter, and there were rumors in the house that he hated Muggles, he had never been rude in front of her.

On the contrary, he was as obedient as a tamed little raccoon. He would occasionally do some ridiculous little things, and occasionally show his sharp claws, but he never dared to reach out and catch him.

Maybe it's because she always looks impeccable in front of him, and Malfoy is also famous for being a wallflower. Maybe this family tradition has also affected their children.

Claudia doesn't like to use this kind of thinking to speculate on people she knows. She decided not to think about it.

No one would hate a person who always listens to his words with adoring eyes.

She decided to relieve his worries.

So she asked, "What's wrong? You look unhappy."

"That's not fair!" Draco said angrily, "Those damn people, they must have cheated!"

"what?"

"I'm talking about this competition." He said angrily, "No matter what, it won't be the stupid Hufflepuff's turn!"

Claudia said nothing, waiting for him to think.

"Okay, okay." He froze, and then said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like this."

He talks quickly and always slips out offensive words, but now he has learned to apologize. This is the beginning of a number. Of course, it would be better if he could control it.

Claudia sighed: "I'm surprised too."

"Then it won't be Damn Po Te's turn no matter what." He said, "I won't admit it."

"I'm glad you spoke for me, Draco." Claudia affirmed his good intentions in standing here. The child who was spoiled by abuse has not yet learned how to fully express his heart to others. She understood that he was standing here and saying these words not just to belittle other colleges. Maybe he wanted to comfort her, maybe he wanted to express that he was on her side in this matter.

"I understand you are on my side, right?"

"That's what I wanted to say." Draco Malfoy suppressed his blush, "Thank you."

Claudia thought maybe he meant to say "you're welcome" but said it wrong.

So she had no choice but to reply to him.

"You're welcome, little brother," she said, "Thank you for your support."

It felt like I was on a star-chasing scene.

He sat on the camping waterproof mat and looked at the Black Lake with her. Durmstrang's big boat was rising and falling on it. In the winter, the Black Lake barely gave off any smell. You could see that the mermaids still looked calm. Staring at the big guy floating in their territory.