One copy a day [comprehensive]

Chen En entered Slytherin House as a matter of course. He really didn't care about the confused and strange eyes of the people around him. These were just kids who didn't understand anything.Even the little blond-haired nobleman sitting over there looking coldly at him is the same. They don't understand the true meaning of this world, strength is the origin and end of everything.In the bookstore, he found some old books that recorded the deeds of a certain Dark Lord in the German magic world. It is hard to imagine that the other party destroyed the kingdom he created because of his feelings, but the real strong is not only in strength What is more important to be strong is an invincible and firm mind. Obviously, the failed Dark Lord did not possess this element.

If this idea was heard by a group of old magicians in the magic world who were so intimidated by the Dark Lord that they could not sleep at night, they would definitely raise their wands and fight Chen En to the death to show the Dark Lord's powerful and indestructible strength.But now, "Ding Dong", Chen En put down the knife and fork, carefully wiped off the sauce on the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyes.The little aristocrats who had finished their meals looked expectantly at the tall black-haired man walking towards them with big eyes like shiny little animals. His hair was loose on his shoulders, and the black robe wrapped his broad shoulders, his hands were clasped, his chin was slightly raised, and his deep black eyes quietly scanned the little nobles sitting on the long Slytherin table, who were trying to express themselves.

The blond-haired little Malfoy is especially chicken jelly. His beautiful lips that have been kept slightly pursed unconsciously opened his mouth at this moment, and his bright eyes stared at the powerful black-robed professor above him, with a proud expression on his face. .

"Now, arrange your robes and follow me." The black-robed professor glanced at the delicate cheeks of every expectant little nobleman, and let out a deep voice from his thin lips, with a subtle aristocratic style After he finished speaking, he quickly turned around and walked towards the stairs. The black robe rolled behind him, surging like a dark cloud.

Until he shouted the password to enter the Slytherin dormitory lounge, Chen En kept a strange vacuum around him, and the children around him glanced at him vaguely and conveyed the message "This is a Weasley" to each other.

"Pack yourselves, I don't want someone in my class tomorrow with a head full of slugs coming into the class!" The billowing black cloud stayed in the lounge for less than ten seconds, blowing a wet, sticky cold wind Scrape out of the Slytherin common room.

Find the words 'Ron.Weasley's door, Chen En's feet paused, and there was another new student's name on the door: Drake.Malfoy, a spoiled little nobleman.But it seems that the frequency of occurrence is slightly higher, maybe he needs to take out the "Strategy Detailed Explanation" and study it.He took out the luggage with the spell of shrinking in his pocket and arranged it, and occupied the big bed by the window by himself. The dark green curtains with silver borders were raised high in the cold wind blowing in from the window. It will not look good tonight. Weather, it might rain.After shutting the beautifully carved windows and casting a modified version of the cleaning spell on his bed to detoxify, the door opened, Draco.Malfoy stared dumbfounded at the red-haired boy standing in front of the window with an expression of disbelief, as if his roommate was an alien.

"Obviously, we will live under the same roof for the next seven years." Chen En walked slowly to the sluggish Malfoy, and flicked the corner of his shoulder. It seemed that some particles were stuck on it. Draco stared with wide eyes. Looking at this Weasley who dared to offend him, but observing this red-haired Weasley so closely, Draco suddenly found that his eyelashes were unusually long, and the lines of his eyes were as delicate and beautiful as a woman's. "Do I look good?" Chen En then tilted his head, pretending to be cute, and looked closely at his blond little nobleman.Drake didn't move. What kind of perfume is this guy wearing? It smells so damn good. The light blue eyes only reflect the red-haired boy's clean fair cheeks and a pair of... black deep eyes? !wait, black? ! !

At this time, Chen En had passed him and walked straight to the bathroom, "I hope that Mr. Malfoy will learn how to take care of himself and his luggage as soon as possible. I will use the bathroom first. This is a family rule."

What?House rules? !Drake.Malfoy didn't care about the black eyes and green eyes, he gritted his teeth, facing the closed bathroom door, he wished to give it a "Shenfeng Wuying" immediately, but he still didn't know the legendary one that he had only read in books. magic.

Arrogant damn Weasley!In the end, the well-bred Malfoy had to take out his luggage and study how to pack it up.

Half an hour has passed, Draco.The little nobleman Malfoy was still struggling with why his luggage always looked so weird and unattractive.Suddenly the door of the bathroom opened from the inside, and a burst of warm moisture gushed out of it. Malfoy frowned, but he was immediately stunned. The boy who came out of the bathroom was wiping his hair with a large soft towel , the exquisite lace pajamas wrapped his slender body, but it could barely cover the roots of his thighs. His two straight and slender thighs, which were as white as jade, were exposed to the air, and his smooth feet stepped on the floor one after another. Wet footprints.The scent of fragrance passed by Malfoy who was standing stupidly beside the bed, and Malfoy seemed to wake up suddenly, his head was severely congested, his cheeks, ears, and neck were all red, and he pointed tremblingly at the leisurely leisurely lying on the bed. In the comfortable rattan chair, he laid his long legs on the boy on the desk, "You...you...how could you just come out like this!? Where are your clothes!!!"

"Is there a problem?" The young man stared at the young nobleman who was about to ripen with his dark eyes, and put away the towel, revealing his slightly curled black hair.

"Your hair! Eyes!!! You're not Weasley?!!!" Malfoy felt that the impact on his feet today seemed a bit heavy, and an arrogant Weasley with red hair and green eyes suddenly turned into another in front of his eyes. The appearance of a pedigree!

The young man was lying on his back on the rattan chair, his legs as white as jade were crossed, the scenery inside the lace pajamas was faintly visible, his beautiful black eyes were watching this panicked little blond nobleman, his hands were placed on his stomach, and the nobleman was full of posture, "Just As you can see. In fact, I am just a lost person adopted by the Weasleys, and maybe my family is waiting for my return somewhere."

"God, is that so..." Draco asked.Malfoy sat on the edge of the bed with his forehead resting on his face, looking suddenly enlightened, but his eyes suddenly lit up showing his excitement at the moment, he leaned closer to the boy sitting on the wicker chair, "so trapped in the evil, inhuman You had to pretend to be an equally 'dirty' Weasley at the Weasleys' house? And now you're finally freed at Hogwarts? Sounds kind of cool!"

"Pay attention to your adjectives, after all, they raised me." Chen En glanced at the hand of the blond little nobleman unconsciously resting on his smooth thigh, and this hand rubbed unconsciously twice.Follow Chen En's gaze, Drake.At the same time, Malfoy found out where the smooth and delicate touch of his hands came from, and blood rushed to the top of his head. He was already 11 years old, and he was slightly involved in many "book collections" in his father's study. At this moment, he only felt his face warm. warm.A slender finger touched his upper lip, and Draco licked it subconsciously, only feeling that the finger was very thin and soft.

Chen En twitched the corner of his mouth, retracted his hand, and wiped off the liquid on his fingers: "Little Mr. Malfoy, I'm reminding you, you have a nosebleed."

In the next second, high-pitched screams rang through the closed bedroom, and the blond child rushed into the bathroom screaming.

This was the first night at Hogwarts. When the entire Hogwarts fell into a sweet dream, Chen En lay on the bed and opened the system's "Strategy Explanation".

The protagonist in this world is Harry Potter, who was fostered by his uncle's family since he was a child, and suffered discrimination and bullying from his uncle's family.On his 11th birthday, Harry Potter learned that he was originally a wizard and was admitted as a member of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Boarding the Hogwarts Express, Harry started his magical journey, everything was so novel, there, he had his good friends for the first time: Ron and Hermione.Many magic courses are also waiting for him to study: there are flying lessons, defense against the dark arts, potions and transfiguration magic, etc., and of course there is the Quidditch game that makes all wizards crazy.

Harry as the protagonist is the center of the world, and Ron, who is an important supporting character beside him, can only be a dick who doesn't like cleanliness and always wears other people's old clothes and messy red hair. Appear.Ron's clumsiness and poor magical talent set off well the various heights of his other two little friends. Potter's excellent magical talent and Hermione's ingenious intelligence serve as the eternal background wall Ron only has his 'stupid and kind' quality worth showing off, but it's like praising an ugly girl for her good temperament.

This is like a perfect fairy tale world, justice and evil, handsome and ugly, rich and poor, everything has a sharp contrast.

But Chen En is not a child who should read fairy tales. Everything that happened in this world is really unbelievable to him. A baby still wrapped in swaddling clothes defeated the most terrifying and powerful Dark Lord in the magic world. And in the days when he was still underage, he defeated the remnants of the Demon King who wanted to make a comeback and the Dark Lord himself several times.Even if the Dark Lord is just a superficial name, he wouldn't be so stupid as to be beaten to death several times by a child who didn't understand anything, would he? !Even in a hand-to-hand combat, it would be very difficult to lose to a brat!

What's even more ridiculous is that in the end these few heroic children became members of the most ordinary army of magicians, without any other achievements. Could it be that when people were young, they actually had some kind of mysterious setting beyond the worldview superpower?Like a few trick-or-treating spells? ? ?

Legend has it that the righteous Lord White Wizard consolidated his political rule, and for the second time successfully made the people of the wizarding world stick to their one-acre three-point land, continuing their "pure blood", "mudblood", "mad blood" melon" argument.The fairy tale ends here, and no one explains how the Muggleborns, whose strength has far surpassed that of the wizarding world, will deal with the wizarding world that has been stripped of its magical and mysterious coat.

Well... After reading the "Strategy Detailed Explanation", Chen En pressed his forehead speechlessly. Why did he have the urge to destroy the world?Such a beautiful world, if it is not destroyed in the hands of the devil, it will eventually be destroyed in the hands of its innocent aborigines.After all, the magical world is just a magical world, and there is a more real and unfathomable world outside that surrounds it, waiting for it to be swallowed up at the moment when it is forcibly torn off its disguise.

Who is the savior, who is the Dark Lord, and who is saving the wizarding world?

Is it Harry Potter?Is it Dumbledore the White Wizard?Or the two Dark Lords who are unforgivably guilty and want to drag the magic world into the abyss? ...

The author has something to say: Chen En: So, why don't we destroy the world?

(Feeling that Chen En's mind has been distorted...the author of the weak fish lips pointed at his fingers)