salazar not slytherin

A nicely cooked roast and plenty of bread arrived.Plus a basket of exotic fruits per person.Some people feasted on it, and some people keenly discovered the unusualness of the lunch.Of course, no matter who it was, these magical foods were wiped out, and Drake's extra seafood soup spoiled a group of foodies.

In the afternoon, the water mirror shows Harry Potter and his friends throwing their parchments into the flames.Draco frowned, slammed the door and rushed out.

"Careless brat..." Frowning at the young man with the scar on his forehead, Salazar looked silently at the professor who appeared beside him, "Gryffindor, do you care about your child?" ?”

Blaise, who was relatively close to the two, flickered.

Instead, Gryffindor laughed unabashedly: "I just gave birth to a child for you. If you don't want him, there is no need for him to exist."

"It's them." Salazar paused, "Then stay."

When the dinner was about to start, the Slytherin students gathered in the Great Hall.Gradually, the students from the four colleges, as well as the delegations from other schools, all arrived, and the carefully prepared feasts were about to appear on the long table.People in the auditorium kept looking up, with anxious expressions on every face.A group of people stayed there fidgeting, standing up from time to time to see if Flitwick had finished eating. Even a small number of Slytherins seemed to want to finish the food on the plate quickly, just wanting to know who was chosen as soon as possible. for the warriors.

Finally, the golden plate returned to its original spotless state, and the voice in the auditorium suddenly increased a lot.Immediately, Flitwick stood up, and the auditorium suddenly became silent again.Standing beside him, Principal Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim looked as nervous and full of expectations as everyone else, and the people in the Ministry of Magic were much more relaxed: Ludo Bagman was smiling all over his face, and looked at the students from various schools. Blinking, while Mr. Crouch looked uninterested, almost bored.

"Okay, before the champion is selected, I need to say something in advance. Listen," Flitwick said slowly, "every time a champion is selected, he will walk to the top of the auditorium and walk along the staff table to the next room Here, there will be someone to give you initial guidance."

After finishing speaking, he took out his wand and began to cast spells. The blue-white flame in the Goblet of Fire instantly suppressed all the light sources in the auditorium, and suddenly turned red at a certain moment. Sparks burst out at the same time and spit out a neatly cut parchment.

Flitwick caught the parchment, looked at it, and handed it to Madame Maxime beside him.After the paper was rotated in the hands of the five people and returned to him, Flitwick clearly read the contents of the paper: "Viktor Krum."

Applause and cheers erupted in an instant. Salazar noticed that some Hogwarts students were more excited than Durmstrang's. It seems that the influence of Quidditch stars is not small?

Not long after, Beauxbaton's warrior was also selected. It was the girl with Veela bloodline, which was quite suitable. At least her bloodline could keep her alive in front of all intelligent creatures, and she was considered the most survivable.

After many years, the Triwizard Tournament is held for the first time, and safety issues are the top priority.

After Fleur Delacour also entered the next room, the auditorium fell silent again, and the dark tide became even more turbulent.

Soon, the Goblet of Fire turned red again, and spit out the third parchment, which was the Hogwarts warrior.

Principal Flitwick's face froze, and the other four were not much better.It's just that as the principal, he needs to maintain his majesty and not pretend to be frightened enough to scream or even faint. He barely smiled and said loudly, "Velica Slytherin."

Verika, who was only in the second grade, raised her chin proudly, got up from her seat, ignored the disappointed expressions of the cubs, and walked straight to the teaching staff.

Every time a little Slytherin passed by, those little snakes would hold a delicate wine glass from nowhere, filled with various liquids, and toast to celebrate.

Perhaps it was influenced by the atmosphere of Slytherin. Starting from Ravenclaw, everyone grabbed their cups from the table, regardless of whether there was anything in them, and raised them all: "Come on, for Hogwarts!" !"

Flitwick was moved. The principals of the two schools next to him looked disgusted like they had eaten flies. Their students were not so united and polite.

Salazar also held a silver goblet filled with shallow water.Looking at Verika who walked forward, he was rarely moved...

Um?Someone messed up?

The next moment he realized something was wrong, the flame in the Goblet of Fire suddenly changed color and spit out the fourth parchment.

Reflexively, Flitwick reached out to catch the note, eyes wide open, staring at the name on it.

Madam Maxim was also stunned, and the three people who were a little further away tried to lean over to see what was written on the paper.

The students sitting at the front of the four colleges also stayed there completely.

Draco covered his face hard, his ears turned red, and Harry at the long Gryffindor table turned into an overcooked shrimp, almost curled up and hid under the table.

Flitwick grabbed the exquisite heart-shaped parchment and looked at the Gryffindor table in disbelief: "Harry Potter?"

The students sitting in the front row were even more baffled.

"Principal, did you take it backwards? It's obviously Draco Malfoy?"

The author has something to say: I can't stand it after I write it... 23333~~~DH Exposure~~~~

☆, Salazar who is watching attentively

Things get interesting.

Drake hadn't planned to take part in this competition, but after Harry threw his name into the Goblet of Fire in a way that obviously shouldn't have been within his grasp, he had to stop him and ruin a huge It took a lot of effort to convince the little savior not to risk his life for a little honor and a mere one thousand galleon bonus.For the sake of the piece of parchment that was put in before, the two little guys blushed and secretly wrote their names on a piece of heart-shaped parchment specially designed for girls to write love letters, avoiding everyone's sight and throwing went in.

Then he became the fourth (pair) warrior selected by the Goblet of Fire.

This is simply a farce.Originally, after the parchment with two people's names written on it was thrown into the Goblet of Fire, Draco and Harry should be the first to be eliminated-their registration methods were all wrong!

The two little guys blushed and walked towards the teaching staff under everyone's gaze.They could feel that hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at themselves, as if each eye was a searchlight, and the buzzing voices became louder and louder.It seemed like an entire hour before they finally walked up to Headmaster Flitwick, and all the professors' eyes were fixed on them.

"Okay... go through that door, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Malfoy." Principal Flitwick said calmly, with a gloomy face.

Before long, a chaotic argument erupted in the adjacent room.Salazar was the last to leave the auditorium. He looked at Professor Gryffindor who was still sitting on the professor's chair as firmly as Mount Tai, pursed his lips, and passed his voice over calmly.

"Choose one of three, the winner represents Hogwarts, the loser participates but does not count the results."

Godric paused, exchanged glances with Salazar, got up silently and walked to the next room.When he pushed the door open, Mrs. Maxim's voice came clearly.

"It's grossly unfair that Hogwarts can't have three warriors."

This was followed by the blunt words of Barty Crouch from the Ministry of Magic: "We must abide by the statute, which clearly stipulates that anyone whose name spews out of the Goblet of Fire must participate in the competition for the Hegemony Tournament."

"Hey, Batty has memorized the regulations by heart." His colleague Bagman said with a smile, and looked back at Karkaroff and Mrs. Maxim, as if the matter had been satisfactorily resolved.Then, he noticed that everyone was looking behind him, and when he turned around, it was Godric Gryffindor's stern face.

"Can't make a decision?" Godric looked at the three Hogwarts students in the room and chuckled, "There can only be one representative of Hogwarts, and you decide for yourself. Admit defeat or participate in the competition without counting the results, life and death are at your own risk."

Bagman, who represented the Ministry of Magic, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "That's it, Mr. Gryffindor's idea is very good, but the Triwizard Tournament is not allowed to withdraw, so it doesn't represent Hogwarts. Both of you are going to play, and of course you can give up and quit the game at any time during the game."

Obviously, this solution is not acceptable to everyone, but at least it is much better than the original intention of the three schools.Not long after, the three principals each nodded.

It was even easier for the students. Verika became the representative of Hogwarts without hesitation. Harry and Drake decided to participate in the competition after discussing it, but they reserved the right to withdraw at any time.Of course, a group of adults pretended not to hear Mr. Malfoy's declaration of gnashing his teeth and wanting to dismember the person who framed him.

Professor Flitwick stood among a group of tall men, under a lot of pressure: "Let's guide the warriors first, Batty, let me tell you?"

Mr. Crouch seemed to wake suddenly from his contemplation.

"Okay, mentoring. Yes, the first project..." He stepped forward, into the light circle of the fire, looking very bad-not to mention his face was haggard, and the shadows under his eyes were also deep, cloth The wrinkled skin is as white and transparent as paper. "The first event is to test your courage, so you will not know the content of the competition in advance. Dare to face the unknown is an important quality of a wizard."

"The first project will be carried out on November 11, in front of other students and the jury."

"Warriors are not allowed to ask or accept any help from their teachers in completing the competition. The only weapon a warrior has in their first challenge is their wand. They don't know until after the first project is over. Regarding the situation of the second project. Due to the high requirements of the competition and the long duration, the Warriors will not participate in the school year exam."

Principal Flitwick added: "If you can pass these three levels, no matter what your grades are, you will at least have the ability to take the OWLs, which is the ordinary wizarding level exam."

Karkaroff took Durmstrang's students away, and Madame Maxim also left with the silver-haired Veela hybrid.When the three students from the same school walked out of the room together, the auditorium was already empty.

"Why, do you have a clue?" Salazar's voice suddenly sounded, making the three little animals tremble in fright.

There was still an angry blush on Draco's face, and his aggrieved voice was enough to soften anyone: "Aren't you going to help me?"

Salazar was still looking in their direction.

"Of course, there is only one mastermind behind the scenes." The voice was very similar, but the tone was indescribably cheerful, "You are in good spirits, aren't you? You still have thoughts about these things."

"I mean the executor." Salazar raised his forehead helplessly.

Godric jumped over the three little animals, gave Draco a cold look, and put his arms around Salazar's shoulders forcefully: "Let's go out and talk? The little ones also need to exercise. I can't handle this scene. How can I afford it in the future?" take their responsibility?"

Salazar nodded, and was dragged out without any resistance.

Draco stood there stiffly, sweat dripping down his face; Verika frowned thoughtfully; only Harry was still bewildered, unable to understand what they were saying.

There was no other way, Draco could only break apart the inside story that the adults hadn't said, and told the dumb little lion to pieces, until Harry was about to cry, and then "kindly" took the poor little lion to tears. The little savior delivered to the door of the Gryffindor common room.

"If someone bullies you, go to me, Blaise is fine too, try to stay away from Velica." Drake vaguely knew the origin of Velica, so naturally he would not let Harry go to him, although in the following days The little savior is probably more difficult.

It's a pity that Harry didn't expect what would happen next, and hurried into the lounge, apparently looking for his two "good friends".

But it is obvious that it will not be applause to greet him.

Find a Slytherin as a lover, and give up the place to represent Hogwarts to another Slytherin, so what if he is the savior?Coupled with the fact that the first good friend he knew didn't believe his explanation at all, Harry was living in dire straits during the period before class.

Slytherin was fine. Verika had long reserved the status of "Hero of Hogwarts", and Drake didn't participate in the college's unified registration at all, so it was not surprising that it turned out like this.What is more sought after is this pair of lovers who accidentally made it public. The homosexuality born between the hostile colleges, although not unnoticed, no one would have thought that they would be so accidentally made public.

Drake's investigation also ran into trouble.

First of all, if you want to confuse the Goblet of Fire with the Confusion Charm, even an ordinary adult wizard can't do it, let alone a student.It can be said that the real suspects must be among the professor, the headmaster, visitors from the Ministry of Magic, and the best students in the sixth and seventh grades.

professor?They were bound by contract from harming Hogwarts students, let alone such disguised murder.

headmaster?It is said that apart from staying with their respective students, the three principals invited each other to eat and chat with each other. They had no time to do it, and they would not touch the Goblet of Fire alone.

Ministry of Magic?The two of them stayed at Hogwarts for less than a day in total, not to mention that one was an idiot and the other was the Order of the Phoenix, and there was no reason to hurt Harry—yes, their target was not Malfoy, but Harry... Porter.

It is even more impossible for students in the sixth and seventh grades. After receiving special training, there are only a few underage wizards who have the ability to cast a spell on his name, and they are all close people. There will be no accidents if Seir is in charge.

So... Polyjuice Potion?Or other means?Since it is impossible for all of them, one or several of them can only be replaced by "possible" people.

As Professor Gryffindor said, there is only one mastermind behind the scenes, and the executor...

He will always find out.

The author has something to say: It turned out to be a problem with the computer... Finally got this chapter up...

☆, Salazar watching the battle①

In view of the unspoken tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, the 3+2 contestants are all racking their brains for the items of the first game. Under Drake's explanation, even the dumb little savior believes Knowing the existence of the hidden project of "investigating intelligence gathering capabilities", I followed familiar professors around every day, trying to get some useful information from them.

The professors are also willing to provide convenience, but this time, the secrecy of the Ministry of Magic is rare. Even they, as the organizers, only know that there is a lot of assistance from foreign countries in this competition. Maybe it is because the new Deputy Minister Wei Rand Slytherin's invisible deterrent?

So, on the day the game actually started, everyone was stunned.

The contestants were led by the professor into the tent erected by the side of the field, and Bagman was responsible for explaining the necessary steps for them, and three of the five looked unhappy.It was Harry who came last, and after he entered the door, the explanation officially began.

Bagman looked cheerful, and even his tone became sharper: "Okay, now that everyone is here, it's time to introduce the situation to you formally! After the audience is assembled, I will pass this cloth bag to the audience in turn. In front of each of you, you put your hands on top, and there will be representatives of your opponents flying up automatically, they are different. Well, of course, no one expects you to beat the opponent, as long as you can get any item on your opponent That's it—whether it's blood hair or costume jewelry."

To his contempt, Velica returned a icy smile.

The waiting time passed quickly, and not long after, the rustling sounds of countless people passing by came from outside the tent, as well as those people chatting and laughing excitedly.After a while, all sounds became extremely distant, and Bagman undid the pocket in his hand.

"Ladies first," he said, handing the bag to Fleur Delacour.

The silver-haired mixed-race Veela stretched out her hand tremblingly, seeing a chaos in the cloth bag, a little thing flew out, and her face suddenly became a little weird, it was a lifelike little fox.Immediately afterwards, Velika selected a small sword in a sheath, and Krum came across a pair of vampire fangs for Halloween makeup-unopened.

The next two were not included in the score. What flew into Drake's hand was a white peacock feather, and what Harry met was a blood-red willow leaf.

The five looked at each other in blank dismay.Oh, no, it's four people, Verika seems to have thought of something.

"Okay, you all got it!" Bagman said. "The order of the game is determined by the draw of your opponents. Now, I will leave you for a while to explain to the audience. I will wait for someone to inform you who is the first." Come on, get it? So... Harry... I can say a few words to you—"

"What do you want to say?" The door of the tent was suddenly opened, and the young man with blood-colored eyes raised his tone and walked in lazily, "Bagman, go where you should go, they will know who their opponent is That’s it, don’t worry about it.”

To drive away those who should be driven away, the young man smiled playfully, waved his hand, and transformed into six identical chairs in the tent: "Sit, sit, you all probably know who I am, what I want to say next is Some basic information about your opponent, this is the only information you can get. After all, those are specially invited from the East by the Ministry of Magic to avoid suspicion. By the way, they will also participate in the scoring. Okay, first of all, first The game belongs to Krum."

"Don't be nervous, your opponent is not a vampire, but a zombie—not an infernal corpse, understand? Just like the representative you got, Mr. Lin Cheng will be restricted before the game. Walking corpse poison, of course, if there is physical contact." Wieland stopped suddenly, and a whistle came to several people's ears, he smiled and pushed Krum, "Okay, let's go to the next door first. , there are five boxes, you can choose one, open it with those fangs, and then take what you think you will use in the box, and I will continue to explain the next few. Well, you will also have one by then Boxes, everything is the same."

The game has already started, and the rest of the people are completely indifferent to the movement outside, focusing all their energy on Wieland's narration.

"The next contestant is Drake. You probably recognized it. It's the white peacock's plume, which your opponent has faded. In other words, what you are going to face is an oriental peacock demon who has achieved success in cultivation. Since Ms. Kong Bingping has not been practicing for a long time, she can give full play." After saying a few words, Wieland turned his gaze to Harry, and before he could speak, he heard Drake ask nervously.

"How long is the cultivation age not long?"

Wieland tilted his head and thought about it, then smiled: "Less than 200 years."

The four gasped at the same time.

"Okay, the third one is Harry. What a coincidence, what you have to face is the oldest guest among the guests invited this time. Mr. Liu Maozu is over five hundred years old. But don't be nervous, just When you get one thing, you have more choices than everyone else, and Mr. Liu Maozu's ability to really have high lethality is not allowed to be used."

"Then there is Furong's competition. What you will meet is also a demon race, who has cultivated a red fox with three tails. What you need to pay attention to is that fox demons are similar to Veela, and they are extremely talented in charm. Listen to Miss Hu Yan , the proportion of the competition in this area is even greater.”

"The last one is Verika." Seeing the child with the same face as himself, Wieland pursed his lips and said reluctantly, "Your opponent is a sword cultivator, those who prefer force among the oriental human monks, Situ Rui His sword won't draw, that's all."

When the players were getting nervous, Salazar was sitting in the stands, surrounded by all the little snakes, watching the battle between the humans and the zombies in the middle of the field with great interest, and he did not forget to explain softly in his mouth.

I have to say that Krum's strength is stronger than his peers at Hogwarts, and his use of black magic and timing are good, but compared to the zombies born in the dark elements, he is still not good enough. .

At any rate, he had practiced for a while, and Lin Cheng didn't just rely on the instinct of zombies to fight.Although the joints were still a little stiff, the short knife in his hand was still exceptionally sharp, and the dark green color on the blade was obviously poisoned.

It is not a big deal for him to give advice to the juniors in the West, but if he accidentally misses it, even if it is because of the ban, he will be laughed at for a long time.

The attack frequency of the little guy on the opposite side gradually began to decrease, Lin Cheng stared intently, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.Running out of strength?of course not.This little guy is smart, pretending to be exhausted, is he trying to make himself underestimate the enemy?It's a pity that the power gap is too large, and it cannot be made up for by this little cleverness.

In the stands, Salazar was a little helpless.It seems that he didn't speak clearly enough, Lin Cheng started to get serious, can Durmstrang's players really complete the competition?The gap between them is not a star and a half.

"Sarl." Gryffindor sat beside Salazar calmly, holding a golden chain in his hand, which was a branch of Hogwarts' defense system.

"Is something wrong?" The stands were extremely noisy, but Salazar heard Godric Gryffindor's voice.

Gryffindor could only smile wryly.How long has it been, why is Sal still not at ease?If he had malicious intentions, he would have started doing it long ago, so how could he have kept him on guard until now?Thinking of this, he didn't see any abnormality on his face, instead he leaned into Salazar's ear with a bright smile: "I've made an arrangement, if that Voldemort dares to appear here, Hogwarts will take the initiative to catch the prey, How about it?"

"...Not so much." Salazar hesitated for a while, and cast a strange glance at Godric, "Even if there are only soul fragments left, your descendants will not be so stupid as to fall into the trap."

Godric flattened his mouth and opened his eyes innocently.

"...Well, they are my descendants."

As Salazar's words fell to the ground, a bright smile quickly appeared on Godric's face. The two identical faces were put together, and the completely opposite expressions looked interesting.

Almost at the same time, a large cloud of smoke and dust suddenly rose from the arena, and the violent explosion made more than half of the audience deaf for a moment.Refocusing his attention on the two opponents, Salazar raised his eyebrows slightly, fixedly stared at Krum's bloody palm and the faint green in his palm, and shrugged helplessly.

"It's really not easy. I broke Lin Cheng's knife point. I'm so cruel." Gryffindor commented indifferently, and put his hand on Salazar's shoulder furtively, "Next is Drake, are you really rest assured?"

"Why not?" Salazar raised his eyes and smiled.

The author has something to say: After the exam on Thursday, I will move the dormitory immediately, and I have no time to update it... I took the train home on Friday night, and I couldn't connect to the Internet yesterday... Anyway, it is finally done now~~~

☆, Salazar watching the battle②

Why not worry?Could it be that the people he trained/taught couldn't cope with such a small situation?

At the end of the first match, Krum was quickly arrested by the medical team to treat the wound. Ye Cheng put away the short knife, shrugged, and walked decisively to the Slytherin seat.

Godric remained calm, and Salazar glanced at Blaise beside him, and someone immediately made way for Ye Cheng to sit down.And Mr. Zombie didn't hesitate at all, and sat firmly on the other side of Salazar.

"Kong Bingping is young, I'm afraid she will suffer a loss this time."

"Draco is not too big." Salazar looked at the young man and the plain-clothed woman who came to the field from both sides from a distance, and a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes, "What about the white peacock... Wait, that lady?"

In the middle of the field, the woman frowned and smiled brightly: "Your name is Draco, Draco Malfoy?"

The pupils dilated slightly, and Draco was stunned for a moment: "That's right...Miss?"

"Huh?" Kong Bingping raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, "What's wrong?"

Before she finished speaking, she had already pulled out a slender long sword from the hem of her clothes, and stabbed it out without hesitation.

In the stands, the corner of Salazar's mouth twitched: "I thought..."

Lin Cheng shrugged, his handsome face stained with a few drops of blood showed a helpless expression: "Bingping just likes women's clothes."

"Transvestism? I really can't tell, he's really not a woman?" Seeing that Salazar had a happy chat with others but threw himself aside, Godric hung on Salazar's body carelessly, his eyes swept around, and immediately There are countless little snakes sitting upright.

Of course, the ears are pricked up.

"Bingping is more famous in our side." Unknowingly, it was Situ Rui who approached him unknowingly. Although he was a swordsman, his aura was relatively peaceful. His gentle and elegant appearance had won the hearts of many witches and even wizards. The most prosperous is Pansy.

Just as he was talking, the arena suddenly became brighter, and a pure white bird dragged its long and gorgeous tail feathers, raised its head and flew across the air.

The next moment, the brilliance receded, and the peacock lowered its head slightly, its dark eyes suddenly widened, its aura instantly subsided, and it fell limply to the edge.In the middle of the field, Drake carefully arranged his whole body clothing, focusing on regularizing every strand of hair. Obviously, he did not bring the phoenix-patterned wooden comb to the stage.

Aggrieved, the transvestite peacock got into the auditorium and plunged into Lin Cheng's arms.

He was aggrieved, and Harry, who came on the stage right after him, was also very upset. He glanced at the wooden comb that Draco was still holding in his hand, and he looked at his opponent with a murderous look in his eyes.

The willow demon dressed as a scribe with a feather fan scarf raised his glass with a smile, and the clear liquid in the white porcelain teacup slowly formed a small vortex, and the hidden energy flow made Salazar frown slightly.

The moment the game started, he raised his hand and poured out all the tea.

"Flying flocks of birds!"

The bird that flew out from the tip of the stick was immediately smashed to pieces when it encountered the tea. Harry panicked for a moment, and retreated almost reflexively, watching helplessly as the tea left a head-sized hole on the ground.Looking up again, the emerald green willow leaves are oncoming, exactly the same as the one he caught before.

This time, Harry didn't dare to resist, and rolled around on the ground in embarrassment, somehow avoiding it.

A group of people in the stands had a toothache, and even Drake couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Getting up from the ground in embarrassment, Harry stubbornly raised the wand in his hand and pointed straight at Liu Maozu: "All petrified!"

Draco slapped himself on the forehead, almost screaming.Before the start of the match, he was only focused on strengthening Harry's fighting skills. Judging from the current situation, what Harry really needs to improve is his IQ, right?

"It's really... getting more and more stupid." Salazar stared at the scar on Harry's forehead for a long while and whispered.

"My fault." Godric admitted his mistake without hesitation, and the weight on Salazar's body was even heavier, "Thal just deal with it."

"I will." This time, Salazar didn't worry about who this descendant belonged to, and he didn't know whether he was moved by the stupidity of the man on the field or the persistence of a certain lion, so he agreed directly.

In just a few words, there was already blood on the field.There were more and more willow leaves, and even began to hover around Harry, leaving deep and shallow marks on his body if he was negligent.Regardless of their identities, all the people in the stands were worried, and Draco couldn't care less about his annoyance, and frantically rummaged through the healing potions.

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu is careful, these injuries won't last the night." Situ Rui comforted him softly, looking at the short fluffy hair, endured and endured, and finally couldn't help stretching out his hand to rub it, with a smile on his face It's getting milder.

So this is... a fluffy swordsman?

Situ Rui shot fast enough, Draco didn't check for a while, and was actually caught, his cheeks were flushed with annoyance.Sara looked at it interestingly, and grabbed Drake into her arms, rubbing it messily.

Godric blushed silently, fixed his gaze on Draco's hair, and stepped back cautiously for a moment.

Salazar was still looking at the extremely brutal battle on the field, and in a blink of an eye, a big, furry head stuck into his arms.After touching it twice, he only felt that the hand felt pretty good. He simply hugged Godric's Agmanis, and combed the lion's thick mane with his fingertips. It felt quite good to pet one person.

Drake, who fell out of favor very quickly, avoided Situ Rui's arm, and ran to the front in a swift motion, cheering for his blue-eyed savior.

As the time passed, Harry gradually became anxious, and the audience became impatient. After all, one threw willow leaves and the other hid.

Finally, after dodging yet another wave of willow leaves, Harry snapped.No one knew when he got the broomstick, anyhow, seizing the gap between the two attacks, he rushed to Liu Maozu's side in an instant.

Draco jumped up in shock—he dared to grab the fan directly!

With blood splattering everywhere, Harry grabbed the lupine with both hands and fell off the broom. Fortunately, it was not high from the ground, and he didn't "just happen" to break his cervical spine, but his left arm was crookedly folded to one side.And he didn't dodge Liu Maozu's last blow, his right hand and the entire forearm were covered with criss-cross scars, and there were even a few penetrating wounds, blood gurgling on the ground.

It's finally over.With a sigh in his heart, Draco quickly jumped down from the stands, and poured all the symptomatic drugs he had prepared into Harry's mouth before the medical team.When the stretcher arrived, he would not leave even an inch, and he must stay by Harry's side.

He left, but the game will continue, and the atmosphere will even become more heated - just because of the two stunners on the field.

Furong was dressed in a gorgeous dress, and her exquisite jewelry and makeup made her beauty even higher. The charm that emanated from her bones made countless people's eyes straighten and their mouths dry.

However, when another person is on the field, the situation is different.

Although Hu Yan is a red fox, she still looks like a traditional oriental woman in appearance, with a gentle face, with only a bit of romanticism in the corners of her eyes.Almost at the same moment when she appeared, the attention that originally belonged to Fu Rong was deprived, and almost everyone showed a little stupidity towards Hu Yan.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Since the lion couldn't speak, Godric just buried his head in Salazar's arms even harder, water dripping from his big shiny eyes.What he saw was actually Sal!It's really Sal!

Does this mean that Thrall is the only one in his heart?

It's a pity that Thrall won't believe it...

Thinking of this, the lion's tail waving into a flower suddenly froze and hung down in frustration.

Salazar could no longer care about the big guy in his arms.How could it be him?Or... why is it still him?

There is no doubt about the charm of the fox family. Even if you can get rid of the superficial charm with the help of your true love, you will still regard the fox who performed the spell as your lover. This is also the life-saving skill of the fox family. , even his Salazar had no chance to see it.

However, is it really good to see the face of that stupid lion at this moment?I did have some inexplicable thoughts thousands of years ago, but after being expelled from my castle, no matter how warm my feelings were, it should have subsided. How could this happen?

Maybe, it's time to calm down.