The Little Superman of Hogwarts

The Little Superman of Hogwarts - Chapter 135 [No More Pretending! Cheating!]

Cree tried to mobilize the magic in his body, but he failed. This was clearly a "setting"! The setting was that this person couldn't learn magic at this stage!

"Then what should I do?" Cree asked, puzzled.

Before Cree could figure out what he should do, a warrior dressed as a mendicant friar walked up to the cage: "Salazar Slytherin, I'm here to announce your sentence!"

"Salazar Slytherin, both parents are wizards. He was arrested based on reports from other evil wizards. After testing, no magic was found, and now he is exiled to the mines!"

Cree was stunned. The mendicant friar opened the cage and roughly dragged Cree out.

It was not until this moment that Cree finally understood what the so-called heir training meant...

It was simply turning the story of the founder of Slytherin into a "game screen", so that later players could make appropriate actions and ultimately reproduce the prosperity and glory of Slytherin!

So... this is not another world at all, this is [a memory], or rather, this is a program. Cree is now more confused!

"So this test will even last for several years? Even decades?" Cree was shocked. This guess was not funny at all... but Cree deduced that this was the truth.

Cree looked at the large group of mendicant friars in front of him, waved his fist, and said, "Fortunately, this is just an illusion. My own power hasn't changed at all!"

When Cree discovered that his Superman's steel body had been completely brought in, he smiled slyly and said, "I wanted to play a game with you as an ordinary person, but I'm not pretending anymore! I'm Superman!"

Thinking of this, Cree opened his arms and gently removed his handcuffs.

Sure enough, in the dumbfounded eyes of the mendicant friars, his handcuffs shattered!

The mendicant friar was instantly stunned: "Someone, come and help! This criminal has escaped!"

Cree wouldn't indulge these people. Obviously, with Superman's steel body here, why should he waste words with these NPCs?

Cree landed a right hook, and the poor mendicant friar was instantly unable to stand up again.

Cree carefully analyzed the three tasks: first, kill the Pope; second, avenge his parents; and third, learn real magic.

The Pope's actions were very easy to grasp, and Slytherin's parents should have already died at the hands of the Holy See, but he had never read the names of Slytherin's parents in the books.

For Cree, the most difficult task among these three was the second, avenging his parents, because until now, he still didn't know his parents' names, or who their enemies were.

But now that Cree had decided to use Superman's superpowers, there was nothing to say. So, in the dumbfounded eyes of all these NPCs, Cree knocked out a small master with one punch, even several targets with one punch.

After a few minutes, there was no longer a single guard who could move in the prison that had imprisoned Cree, only the prisoners were left.

Cree led all the prisoners to a square. What would have taken other selectors many months to solve was solved in just a few minutes with Superman's superpowers.

Cree felt that with Superman's abilities, he could probably clear this "game" in a very short time.

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Just as Goyle disappeared from the altar, Snape, far away in Hogsmeade, suddenly clenched a container in his hand, which looked like a small wine bottle.

At this time, the two children playing around Snape were already three or four years old. The two little babies circled around Snape, and Snape was stopping the two little babies. He was a qualified nanny.

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, and the true heir is about to appear!" Snape, as the head of Slytherin, did indeed possess some things, but he had never told anyone about them.

Snape was the youngest head of house in the history of Hogwarts; in the future, he would also become the youngest headmaster in history. So, anyone who looked down on Snape would definitely have a very tragic ending.

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Just as Cree disappeared, the headmaster's office opened.

Dumbledore rarely had a day off. In front of him was an ordinary mirror, and Cree's figure was in the mirror at this moment. Dumbledore seemed to be used to watching live broadcasts. As expected, for the old honey badger, there were no secrets at Hogwarts.

"As expected, young people are energetic. The super-power on Cree is actually far beyond magic, but he is still willing to study hard and hone his skills," Dumbledore muttered to himself in his chair.

After a while, the screen switched to several other young wizards, such as Goyle, Harry, Cedric, and others, appearing in the mirror one after another.

Dumbledore watched with great interest.

From time to time, he would make some strange comments.

"That little fatty Goyle is really too insidious, but you can't do this! You can't become an heir like this."

"Ginny is very good, maybe there is hope!"

"Harry is such a stupid child! Hahaha!"

Only in front of Cedric's lens did Dumbledore remain silent - he seemed to have seen something shocking, which reminded Dumbledore of some people.

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Hermione's parents, the Grangers, were accompanying Hermione, who had turned into a stone statue, in the school hospital tonight.

Doctor Granger quietly asked when it was late at night: "Do you think our daughter should drop out of school?"

Mrs. Granger didn't know how to answer this question. She could only nod and shake her head.

Hermione's mother, Mrs. Granger, said softly: "I think we should support Hermione. Although this school is full of danger and full of incredible things, this school is really suitable for our daughter. Today, in just one short hour, she showed many heartfelt laughs. Although it may also be the happiness brought by that little bastard Cree, Hermione's happiness is real anyway."

Doctor Granger was also thinking seriously. He felt that this school was full of various dangers, but he also agreed with Cree's statement in the afternoon that his daughter had become a real heroine.

When her classmates were in the most difficult situation, she stood up, and when the entire school was threatened, she solved the threat.

"I think we need to respect. Respect our children," Doctor Granger seemed to have made a difficult decision.

"Maybe, I hope I can see our daughter again," Doctor Granger said.

The two embraced and fell asleep, without a word all night.