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Before Harry's arrival, Slytherin had won six House Cup matches - and they were ready to celebrate seven in a row before Dumbledore gave Harry a bonus.

Gentlemen, do you know what this means?

That's enough to draw a wave of cards or summon a wave of dragons!

There are only seven years at Hogwarts, and if they succeed, it means that the seventh year before Harry graduates will be at Hogwarts!

From this, we can see how big the feud between Slytherin and Gryffindor really is - the strongest Slytherin class, from the first year to the sixth year, has been holding them down, and then it is ended by someone else when they are about to godlike。。。。。。

At this time, the Slytherins, who had won four consecutive championships, were eager to point to the House Cup in Professor Snape's office and the nose of the first-year freshmen, and said to them: "Look, look, what is that? That's what we've laid for you!"

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is useless at this moment.

The Slytherins could even think of what they were going through for a long time to come.

Slytherin: "We are of noble blood!"

Gryffindor: "You freshmen have been beaten by a man!"

Slytherin: "We've won four in a row in the House Cup!"

Gryffindor: "You freshmen have been beaten by a man!"

Slytherin: "Our Quidditch is the best in the school!"

Gryffindor: "You freshmen have been beaten by a man!"

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The Slytherins were too tired to play with the Gryffindors。。。。。。

Ravenlak silently nodded and continued to dive in the cold.

The Hufflepuffs watched the two potential houses tear apart, and pulled out a new batch of ingredients from the kitchen, continuing to burn Hogwarts funds under the premise that Leon was explicitly forbidden to approach.

Ibid.

The Slytherins were not freed from the beating of the freshmen until almost all of the upperclassmen had arrived, as the upperclassmen began to recall the horrors of the day.

Professor Sigma treats all students the same - he doesn't spare any grade when he straightens up.

The fifth-graders were probably the most comfortable, and because of the upcoming OWL exam next year, they were scheduled for a more normal class test - a mixed test, in which the spells mastered in the first four years were not too bad to be rectified in most cases, of course, there was a surprise in the end, but it was more or less normal.

What was terrifying was the class from the sixth and seventh grade upper-grade classes who were learning the same spell, the flaming resistance spell - the Ice Armor Talisman.

It's not a common spell, and it doesn't have the same defense as Iron Armor, but it has the best defense against fire damage - especially against Dragon's Breath.

Thankfully, Professor Sigma didn't have access to the dragon's abilities - "If he could, I'm sure we'd be the one we're up against!" came from the still-terrified Hufflepuff to the juniors.

But what he got his hands on wasn't much worse - the "Flame Ball Rats", a timid and shy creature that grew inside the volcano, with a squirrel-like appearance and a fluffy tail that even took on the shape of a ball.

This creature with crimson fur fur is definitely a first-class cute thing if it is purely ornamental, and the only flaw is that they are too timid.

This is not a flaw, however, they have the same personality as geckos in some of their habits - they will give up their tails when they are frightened - but this is not a simple break, but it explodes with a thud, and its power is not inferior to that of a flaming rag.

In Professor Sigma's less intelligible tone, it was - it was a bit late, but it was still time to burn, especially since most of them were starting to have partners.

Of course, in order to prevent any accidents from the students, Professor Sigma provided them with security - they had a potion that had been used to extinguish the fires caused by the dragon's breath - which was characterized by its efficiency and cheapness, and of course, the disadvantages of making people abandon it were obvious - they tasted as disgusting as the sap of a rotten maggot-infested apple from a bad liquor.

And that's not all—when a few students managed to get out of there safely without triggering the potion they were trying to protect, Professor Sigma was happy to say that the quality of this class of students was quite good, and it was worth focusing on!

That's right, focus on training!

These four words should be marked out, this is the point, and the final test will be taken!

This made the students who did not have enough grades once again congratulate themselves that their grades were not enough, and once again expressed warm congratulations to the students who were successfully admitted to the improvement class.

And the little Slytherins have finally understood one word - misfortune is not a single line.

Because they've got a Defense Against the Dark Arts class tomorrow!

They even began to envy Nick, who had broken his arm, because he had an excuse not to go to class tomorrow.

However, just as everyone began to envy him, the door of the dining room opened again, and it was none other than Nick, whom everyone envied, and thanks to Madame Poppy Pomfrey's superb magic, Nick recovered after a short period of recovery time after a magical healing.

Nick was furious when he heard the story of his classmates being attacked after his treatment, and felt that he should stand with his classmates - this is what a united Slytherin should do, and even if we fail, we will not abandon it!

So, after feeling that he was almost recovered, and with the consent of Madame Poppy Pomfrey, he decided to unite in the most difficult moment, despite Madame Poppy Pomfrey's advice that he should rest for another day!

Then, just as Nick cheered on his bewildered classmates, he remembered the next day's class, and then he remembered the fear of being dominated by Professor Sigma.

Merlin's whatever, Merlin was on top anyway, and he felt a dull ache in his arm, as if he needed to heed Madame Poppy Pomfrey's advice and rest for another day.

However, it was too late, and his hand was already tightly grasped by the Slytherin prefect: "Nick, you are a good Slytherin, you have fully proven your qualities! You will be an example for the entire first year of Slytherin!!"