Leading Slytherin was a sixth-year prefect named Goering Bauer, who is also said to have served as president of the boys' council.

As they continued to descend, they finally entered a basement-like room, with a wet stone wall at the innermost end of the room, and they stopped when they walked to the stone door hidden in the stone wall.

"Glory is my life." Facing the stone gate, Goering read the command. The stone door suddenly clicked, and then began to turn, and the entire Slytherin common room appeared in front of the new students.

It is a translucent lounge at the bottom of the lake, with walls made of black Gothic marble and a transparent semicircle carved in crystal to see the sparkling waves overhead. The ceiling is chained with a greenish lamp. Inside, there is a fireplace with a beautifully carved mantelpiece and some carved chairs next to it. It is not uncommon to see giant octopuses or strange creatures through the windows.

Having arranged for the freshmen to wait in the common room, Goering walked out of the room, and in a short time returned with a group of senior students. There were 11 men in the group, six women and five men, all with haughty expressions on their faces, and they all watched the new students with a kind of scrutiny.

"Alright." Goering clapped his hands at the freshmen, "As you can see, these people are our Slytherin hidden prefects, unlike Hogwarts' fifth year to appoint prefects, our Slytherin internal in order to pursue more precise and efficient management, in each grade will produce a prefect to manage the grade, of course, the rules of the generation are from the duel, and the person who wins the duel will become the prefect of this grade." Each of the 11 people standing in front of you is a well-deserved dueling king of their grade. Now, are you ready, first-year freshmen? ”

Looking at the empty space next to them, which was obviously a large circle drawn for the duel, the Slytherin freshmen were silent, obviously no one wanted to go up and be the first bird, not to mention that for many civilian freshmen, they may not even be able to master the simplest magic, let alone duel with others.

"Is the quality of this class of freshmen so poor?" As time passed, seeing that there were no new students about to enter, one of the eleven beside Goering had an explosive head shape and a pale face student couldn't help but start shouting: "Didn't you hear that there are still people from the Julius family and the children of the Malfoy family, why don't you dare to go on any of them?" ”

The eyes of everyone and the freshmen suddenly converged on Malfoy and Augustus, and in the face of the eyes mixed with various expressions, Malfoy looked at Augustus a little bewildered, as if waiting for Augustus to make a decision.

Looking at the neat eyes around him, Augustus knew that he couldn't dodge, so he could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, and walked directly into the duel circle.

Seeing that someone had finally entered the circle, the freshmen who had been calm also began to move, and after a while, a man named Mo Yan stood opposite Augustus.

"Okay, listen to me count the passwords, and after three sounds, you will start dueling." Standing on the sidelines of the dueling circle, Goering glanced at Augustus and Moyandao, who had drawn their wands. "So, one, two, three! Begin! ”

As the words fell, Mo Yan raised his wand and pointed at Augustus, and began to chant words in his mouth, and at the same time, a silver pillar of light suddenly erupted from Augustus's silver wand, and before Mo Yan finished reading, it hit Mo Yan's body accurately, knocking it out of the field, and what smashed on the ground was a sculpture made of Mo Yan's body that had been petrified, and there was a huge bang on the ground.

"This? Is this a silent spellcast? A girl with red hair and a rather cute appearance suddenly exclaimed in disbelief, "Could it be that the current freshmen have reached the level of being able to cast spells silently?" She was answered by a glazed look and a shattered jaw.

"Ahem, ahem," Goering, who seemed to feel that he had to say something, let out an awkward cough, "Well, very well, Mr. Augustus has shown us his great talent for silent spells. Mo Yan unfortunately failed, of course, the duel will continue, next, who else is going to challenge him? ”

The red-haired girl took an amused glance at Augustus, who was standing silently in place, and then gloated at the freshmen, jokingly challenging such a monster that could silently cast spells at such a small age, and the freshmen were simply killing themselves.

"I don't think it's better to let Augustus be the hidden prefect of the first year, I don't think anyone will object at all, what do you say, students?" After waiting for a moment and seeing that there was still no one to fight, Malfoy looked around and began to shout triumphantly, as if the person standing in the duel circle at this moment was not Augustus but him.

Goering glanced at the freshmen gathered together in disappointment, most of them lowered their heads, and the few who raised their heads also had their eyes flashing, not daring to look him directly into the eyes, and then glanced at Augustus, who was graceful in the dueling circle, Goering sighed silently, it seems that this year's selection of hidden prefects is here, and Goering is ready to start announcing the results.

"Prefect Goering, please don't announce the results for the time being, I also want to challenge the hidden prefects who are known as the dueling kings again, of course, if I fail, please choose another prefect." As if to see that Goering was about to announce the result, Augustus, who had been silent, suddenly said to Goering as if he was interested.

"Boy, don't think that you will silently cast spells and feel that you are already invincible, if you really want to come, the senior will be the first to teach you what it means to respect the old and love the young!" The young man with a somewhat pale face suddenly walked out of the group of eleven and stared at Augustus.

Goering's face was also a little gloomy, he knew that Augustus was from the Julius family, and if he became the hidden prefect of this year, it would be better in terms of identity and strength, but if he just entered Slytherin and challenged the majesty of the senior class like this, it would definitely have a great impact on his management, and it would be good to teach him a lesson. Goering thought silently.

So he looked at Augustus and asked solemnly, "Are you sure you want to challenge the current Hidden Prefect?" ”

Augustus nodded calmly: "Of course. "Okay, then Cook, you come out and let our Augustus see the strength of the Slytherin Hidden Prefect!" After sweeping around the Eleven, Goering called out the man who was a little pale just now, Cook, who was in the fourth grade, was also in the middle and upper ranks in the Eleven, and believed that it should not be a big problem to deal with Augustus.

"Prefect Goering, I think you're mistaken." Looking at Cook, who had already come to Augustus, Augustus had a smile in his calm expression, "I'm talking about challenging the Hidden Prefects, referring to the eleven Hidden Prefects in front of him, not just this Cook senior." ”

The air began to fall silent, and everyone's minds began to be a little foggy, were they dreaming? Are they crazy or Augustus crazy, and this first-year freshman has to challenge these eleven hidden prefects on his own? These eleven represent the hidden prefects of the entire Slytherin high-end combat power? These eleven hidden prefects with the title of Duel King? A strange mood began to brew in the air, and everyone looked at Augustus with complicated eyes, whether it was arrogance or death, his courage and courage alone were truly unparalleled in the world!

I don't know why, at this moment, Malfoy's eyes looked at Augustus with a little fanaticism, looking at the back of this lonely person standing in front of the eleven, this back that seemed to be a little short, this person who was still calm and comfortable at this time, seemed to be slowly reuniting with the figure he imagined, a person who had once set off a monstrous rain of blood in the wizarding world, a person who could even bring fear to everyone with his name, and a person who had created countless legends. Their figures seemed to have transcended time, transcended space, and at this moment, in this place, coincided in Malfoy's eyes! "Fight!" Malfoy clenched his fists with some excitement.

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