[HP] Double Dragon with Companion

The author has something to say: (The lectures refer to Zizai Fengyan's "Grey Ghost" and Tianwang's "Born Noble", because I really can't think of the professor's lectures.)

Modified the enchantment

After the last student, Bryce Zabini, had entered Slytherin, the headmaster announced the start of the meal.

After eating in the auditorium, the prefects of their respective colleges led the freshmen to the common room.

Slytherin's bedroom is in the cellar, next to the Black Lake.

The prefect asked the freshmen to wait for a while, waiting for the dean to come and speak.

The door of the lounge was suddenly opened vigorously, and a figure full of oppression came in, and the dark robe flew out of a gorgeous angle behind him.

Severus stood in front of the burning fireplace, the dancing flames behind him flickered on and off, adding a suffocating pressure to him for no reason, Lord Snake King's cold eyes swept over every new student, and he was swept away. The freshmen who arrived shrank their necks subconsciously. When they swept to the corner where the three of Xifa were standing, their eyes paused for half a second, and then they looked away calmly.

Draco whispered: "The godfather is really powerful. Seriously, I really don't see how gentle the godfather is. Harry, you..." Draco stopped because he saw Harry Weird pink bubbles appeared around him.

Harry stared at Severus with sparkling eyes, clasped his hands, pink bubbles kept popping up, and murmured obsessively, "Oh, he's so charming."

Draco shook off goosebumps, took a few steps back, and looked at Harry in horror, as if he was not seeing the Savior, but the Dark Lord.

Cifer patted Draco on the shoulder comfortingly: "You have to get used to it, Harry has been a cute and good boy since I contacted him when I was six years old, but he suddenly fell in love with him All majestic and terrifying things, such as nuclear weapons and heavy machine guns. Really, how did Harry, a good boy, become like this? Is it because he was abused by the Paisley family and made him abnormal?"

"...I think it was misled by you..." Draco stared at him with dead fish eyes very unnoble.

"Eh, is that so?"

"Yes."

Severus spoke suddenly, and his voice, smooth and viscous like chocolate, passed everyone's ears in a low voice, and Draco clearly saw that the saliva was about to flow out of Harry's slightly opened mouth!

"As the head of Slytherin, I welcome you to the greatest house of Hogwarts. As a Slytherin, I hope you know what it means to take care of yourself. There can be harmless jokes, but the house must not be shamed You can occasionally be unruly, but you can't let others catch it; you can worship power and glory, but don't think that anyone will pay for your stupidity and ignorance. Slytherin, allow tolerance but not weakness, allow setbacks but not Accept renunciation; Slytherin, be prudent and conscientious, do what you can, plan before you move. If you have stuffed necks full of achnatherum splendens and don't remember, look at the rules on the tapestry around you, I think, copy will make your body remember."

Severus' words were still low, and the characters were like drumbeats hitting everyone's heart, making people have to engrave every word of these words in their souls.

After he finished speaking, he glanced again to make sure that everyone remembered his words firmly, and then turned away abruptly.

The prefect who retreated to the corner after Severus came in clapped his hands and attracted the attention of all the freshmen: "Okay, remember what the headmaster said, the glory of Slytherin cannot be questioned by others. Slytherin has The chief system, each of the seven grades has a chief, and then a head of the house is selected from them. The chief is the leader of a year, the head of the house is the leader of the entire house, and the head of the house is the person with the highest status except the dean. Slytherin Advocates strength, so, show your strength, for the glory, compete for the chief position."

The prefect took the new students to a huge field connected to the common room, where the Slytherins from other years waited.

The head competition starts from the seventh grade, goes to the first grade, and finally is the head of the school where the seven heads compete.

Cifer looked at Garner who was lying on his right shoulder. Garner raised his tail and waved a mysterious symbol in the air, reflected between his eyebrows, and a faint imprint appeared on Cifer's forehead.

Xifa stretched out his hand, took out his wand, and felt the energy flowing in the air. Among the two sets of meridian systems, the system that belongs to the demon power has been sealed, and only the system that runs on the magic power is still running.

He had always cultivated demon power before, and he hadn't cultivated much magic power. Now that the demon power has been sealed, the feeling that his power has been weakened so much is really unaccustomed.

However, since he has entered the academy of magic power, he should do as the Romans do, do not use demon power, and practice magic power seriously.

Abner on the left shoulder rubbed Sifa's chin to comfort him.

Aristocratic wizards will be educated by their families before they go to school, and each family has its own secret spells. Slytherins learn more spells than other colleges.

Soon it was time to compete for the chief of the first grade. Sifer and Draco Harry looked at each other and walked up confidently.

Draco and Harry curled their lips when they saw the golden wand with flowing red lines in Sifer's hand, which looked much better than their dark wands.

At the command of the prefect, the freshmen waved their wands and recited spells one by one.

Western spells have a fatal flaw, that is, the casting direction of the spell is a single straight line, if it is avoided, it is completely useless, and the wizard almost loses his fighting power after being approached by the enemy, so Only wizards can learn martial arts, but nowadays wizards give up martial arts, and the weak body is the Achilles heel of every wizard.

After the start, almost everyone pointed their wands at the three of Sifer. After all, a Pendragon, a Malfoy, and a suspected Slytherin, as long as their brains are not twitching, they all know who to deal with first.

Because Xifa had just lost the most familiar demon power, he was still not used to it, and completely relied on martial arts to avoid the curse. He was embarrassed at first, but soon got used to the state of only magic power, and began to fight back.

Malfoy has been learning spells since he was a child, and he has also learned some martial arts, so he is quite comfortable with them.

Although Harry communicated with Xifer when he was six years old, and Xifer also taught a little martial arts, but it was only a written instruction, which was not very standard. However, the dodging skills that Harry had practiced to avoid the abuse of the Paisley family and other children since he was a child made him He dodged many spells shot from dead ends.

In the end there were only three people left.

The most embarrassing thing is Harry, because he only officially came into contact with the spell a month before the start of school, so he can only dodge, and counterattack is still a problem.

The most relaxed one was Sifer, with undisturbed hair and undisturbed clothes. She played with the gorgeous wand in her hand and looked at Draco and Harry with a half-smile.

Draco and Harry glanced at each other, and at the same time met Sifer.

Xifa rubbed his nose, and his eyes revealed such news——You two, I am a novice who has just started learning magic spells, so I hope you will be merciful~

Draco and Harry responded with contempt—who cares about you, you still have martial arts without spells!

"Reducto!" The two bone-crushing spells rushed towards Xifa.

Xifa waved his wand: "Protego!" The barrier formed by the spell blocked the attack. After a stalemate for a while, the attack was wiped out and the barrier dissipated.

Sifa rushed forward quickly, and before they could react, he grabbed their arms one by one and threw them to the ground.

The prefect announced: "The head of the first grade is Sifer Pendragon!"

Cifer grinned and reached out to pull Draco and Harry up who were lying on the ground and staring at him.

They gave themselves a cleanse and continued to stare.

Xifa patted them on the shoulder and said, "Who told you not to learn martial arts well, you can't blame me." Xifa blinked innocently after speaking.

The two snorted in agreement.

After resting for a while, the competition for the head of the academy began.

After all, the students who became prefects are much stronger than others. Xifa had a hard time dealing with it with magic spells, so he simply put away his wand and began to use martial arts.

In the eyes of most wizards nowadays, martial arts are the patent of barbaric Muggles, and wizards should wield their wands to fight, but in the past, martial arts were as important as magic spells.

Although martial arts are beginning to decline now, there are still a few families that still retain the tradition of learning martial arts, such as Pendragon and Malfoy, as well as the seventh grade leader Samir Higgins.

After Xifa used martial arts to kill several chiefs, Samir also put away his wand and used martial arts.

In the end, only Xifa and Samir were left on the court.

The two stood motionless in an aggressive posture.

Everyone in the audience looked at Xifa nervously and in surprise, talking in low voices—he is just a freshman, and he can beat the chiefs of several grades.

The two people who were still facing each other suddenly moved at the same time and rushed towards each other.

To Xifa's surprise, Samir was very good at martial arts, and he was able to fight on par with him, and even surpassed him.

However, Higgins is only a wizard after all, and in terms of strength and speed, he cannot compare with Xifa who has awakened two ancient bloodlines.

Xifa quietly opened the bloodline restriction of the red dragon, and the skin showed inconspicuous dragon scale patterns.

Xifa's strength and speed suddenly increased, and a reverse roundabout kick knocked Samir out of the field.

Draco and Harry rolled their eyes and looked up at the sky - that guy must be a dick.

Everyone fell silent, looking at the embarrassed but energetic Sifa, until Samir got up and limped to Sifa's side, saying, "Congratulations on becoming the chief of the academy, Pendragon."

Although it felt unbelievable, but thinking of Pendragon's blood, he realized it, and there was warm applause in the venue.

The aristocrats who admire bloodlines have one thing, that is, they believe in the great power brought by strong and pure bloodlines.

Sifer sorted out his etiquette, and under the signal of the other chiefs, walked to a raised platform in the center of the venue, looked down at the Slytherins conquered by his power, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, golden A scarlet gleam flashed in his eyes.

Draco and Harry felt a little off when they saw the weird look in his eyes - the look he'd had before the images that shook the wizarding world at Malfoy Manor.

Sure enough, Xifa cleared his throat and said, "I'm not a pure blood, I'm a mixed blood."

The Slytherins off the court were slightly stunned.

Xifa continued: "Wizards don't have pure blood, wizards are all mixed blood!"

Most Slytherins showed dissatisfied expressions, because nobles admired the glory of pure blood.

"What is the origin of the wizard? It is a hybrid of demons and humans. Then, please tell me, is the human who inherited the blood of the demons pure blood or hybrid?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Wizards don't have pure-bloods, no Muggle-borns, only half-bloods. Muggle-borns are just atavistic half-bloods, and pure-bloods are just half-bloods that haven't been mixed with pure human blood."

The scene was unusually quiet, only the sound of breathing.

"What is the glory of a wizard? It is power. How do you get power? Work hard, struggle, persist.

The curse is the symbol of the wizard, and the martial arts are the retreat of the wizard.

I admit that the power of pure blood is much stronger than that of mixed blood, but we should pay more attention to power than blood.

Because of their strong bloodlines, they are self-satisfied and do not think about making progress. No matter how good the bloodlines are, they are not as good as those who have low bloodlines but work hard.

Lineage is not the key, strength is the basis for determining status and rights.

If you want to stand at the top and trample all the people who laugh at you, then abandon the public opinion of blood, pick up the ambition to gain more power, release the beasts that are not imprisoned in your heart, and use your actions to transform your blood. Purify, use actions to honor yourself, use actions to make your bloodline more noble! "

While shocked, Draco and Harry also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't take out those images.

Sifer left behind the Slytherins who were still thinking about what he said, and dragged Draco and Harry to the dormitory.

The chief is a single room, so Sifer has one, and Draco and Harry have one.

Slytherin's bedroom is in the shape of a fishbone, with a main road in the middle and many branches leading to the bedroom.

Although the bedrooms of Cifer and Draco Harry face each other, they are actually far apart.

Outside, Severus and Dumbledore, who watched the Slytherin chief station through the authority of the headmaster and the headmaster, fell silent, each having their own thoughts.