Chapter 631: Magic Professor Lin Daiyu 27
"......" Xijing was stunned for a moment, I have to say that this little villain is really bad, knowing his advantages, he actually uses a beautiful man!
Damn, that's exciting!
I want to press him to the ground and gnaw on him!! What kind of future Dark Lord, he didn't even beat down a school until he died, and was finally ruined by a group of teenagers, so let this villain teach you how to be a qualified demon king!!
Pressing the heavy OOC in his heart, Xijing could only pretend to be shy, raised his hand and half-covered his face with his sleeve, stood up and kept some distance from him, and said, "I believe in you, you go back." ”
"Okay, good night, Professor Lin."
He bowed and saluted, closed the door as he left, and returned to the lounge with a flat and indifferent expression.
"Hey Tom, where have you been? We're worried that Dumbledore will embarrass you. The blonde-haired Abraxas Malfoy walked slowly, and the other Slytherin students gathered as well.
Most of the Slytherin students are descendants of pure-blood wizards, a few are half-blood wizards, but there are no mudblood wizards.
The so-called mudblood wizard refers to the fact that the parents are ordinary people, and there are no wizard ancestors in the family.
As a result, the Slytherin students are very supportive of the pedigree theory, believing that the best Tom Marvolo Riddle in the house must be a pure-blood wizard, and if not a pure-blood, he must have a prominent ancestor.
Tom is the only one who can speak snakes, and the students of Slytherin believe that Tom's ancestors must be traced back to Salazar Slytherin.
This time there was a sudden accident at the school, and the students were killed, and it was a half-blood wizard who died.
Instead of being frightened, the Slytherin students were a little disappointed, why wasn't it the Mudblood Wizard who was killed? Dream Literature Network
"No one embarrasses me." Tom looked at Abraxas with a smirk
Lesotho answered, "Maybe it was the myrtle that would have been damned, that mudblood." ”
The atmosphere suddenly became much colder, and Lesotho realized that he had said the wrong thing.
Slytherin House must not be less hostile to the Mudbloods, and if it was the Myrtle who died, no one would denounce the murderer. And if Tom did it, even if it was a pure-blood wizard who died, no one would report it.
Whoever was killed by Tom must have had a certain reason to die.
But when Lesotho said this, he was questioning Tom, the mudblood he wanted to kill was not dead, and he mistakenly killed a half-blood wizard, and he actually made such a low-level mistake.
"Oh, Tom, I mean, why aren't the mudbloods dying?" Lesotho nervously argued, "No, I didn't mean that, I don't think you killed Oliver." ”
"Lesotho." Tom slowly stood up, wand in his hand, and said with a smile, "I can't make a mistake." ”
"Yes...... yes, I just hate mudbloods, they all deserve to die. ”
"Drill the heart and cut the bones." Tom's smiling expression suddenly became fierce, and he pointed his wand at Lesotho and chanted a spell at the same time.
He is the only student who dares to use dark magic at Hogwarts and will not be detected. One of the three unforgivable spells, Bone Piercing is listed as a forbidden spell by the Ministry of Magic, and anyone who uses this spell will be imprisoned in Azkaban if discovered.
Seeing Lesotho rolling on the ground in agony, the other Slytherin students felt only a brief moment of fear, more of a worship of this power.
They thought that Tom's approach was fine, that it was Lesotho who was talking nonsense, and that he actually questioned Tom's strength.