Marcus Flint has buckteeth that he is very proud of.

The excessively long large teeth make him often feel unusually pleasant when chewing on foods such as carrots.

He was tall, muscular, with grey-black dead goat eyes and unkempt black hair.

But none of that matters.

Importantly, he is a noble pure-blood little wizard.

Today is the start day of his fourth year at Hogwarts.

Comb his hair to look like an adult, well, his father's hair is so messy...... Dressed in a handsome wizard's robe, Marcus was more active today than ever.

"Daddy, hurry up! I can't wait to see the new students from the East! ”

"Do you think he's like in the historical photos, obviously a man with a big braid?"

"The wizards over there, will the music suddenly start dancing when they cast the spell?"

"Son, I've told you many times that the dancing group is an Indian shaman, and only they can cast spells while dancing."

Marcus's mother looked at the "handsome" son in front of her, and doted on him straightening the crooked cloak: "Don't forget your glory as a pure-blood wizard family, we have to learn to show our nobility and elegance in front of inferior people, I think you can tell the difference between what kind of people you should be friends with." ”

"Of course, Mom, I'm just going to watch Fantastic Beasts."

Marcus smiled, his big buckteeth sticking out and almost hitting his mother's towering nose.

On the Hogwarts Express.

With the same curiosity, Marcus rummaged through all the carriages, and found nothing at all where the rumored freshman from the East was, except for a Chinese girl who was obviously of mixed Chinese and Western descent.

Marcus, who was not at ease, also pulled the girl's hair, for fear that the girl was actually a man dressed as a woman.

It wasn't until the little girl's cry alarmed the students in the other carriages around her, and one of them, a second-year Hufflepuff student, rushed up to Marcus and said with a straight face, "Every school girl is a chance for the future" with an unclear meaning, that Marcus left in a huff.

Disappointed, Marcus returned to the carriage and played wizarding chess with his classmates for an entire afternoon before changing into his school uniform before dusk.

Hearing the loud greeting of his companions, Marcus, who got off the train, directly squeezed away the two second-grade red-haired boys who were in the way in front of him.

"Two annoying imps." The scolding Marcus still felt very irritated when he boarded the carriage, and there was no new student from the East to bully, which made him feel very annoyed.

Feeling someone stomp his foot angrily, the carriage beneath him began to move slowly, this kind of carriage is magical, the front of the carriage is empty, and it does not need any power to move automatically.

Marcus, who is now in the fourth grade, has ridden this magical carriage three times to enter school, but he still doesn't know how the carriage works automatically.

What? You ask him why he doesn't go to the library to look things up?

Uncle Marcus will look at you with disdain, and by the way, he will take out a carrot and wave it: "How can reading a book be enjoyable to eat carrots!" ”

Sure enough, there is only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, "Troll" Marcus, who lives up to his name.

The tall Hagrid knocked on the castle door, and was greeted by a stern-looking Professor McGonagall.

This is the professor that Marcus fears the most.

At this time, Hagrid and Professor McGonagall quickly exchanged the numbers, and saw that Hagrid's face suddenly turned red, and Professor McGonagall pursed her mouth tightly, and her face instantly became gloomy.

"All the seniors go to the auditorium on their own and sit down according to the house!"

"First-year freshmen wait in the foyer for a moment, I'm your Vice Principal Minerva McGonagall, two freshmen have been separated, Hagrid and I are going to fetch them back now."

Hurriedly leaving two words of arrangement, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid rushed out of the castle as fast as they could.

The second-year wizards around them were still discussing the "magic carriage" they had ridden for the first time, and among them were several Slytherin wizards who were also from pure-blood families, and asked their senior Marcus with questions.

"In fact, we still don't know why the carriage can drive itself......

Marcus pursed his lips and shook his head like an old brick house.

"But I got a piece of news from my cousin, who, you know, is the cousin of the girlfriend of the former student council president."

Marcus shook his head triumphantly, his huge buckteeth reflecting the candlelight in the castle.

The little wizards gathered around urged Marcus to continue.

"You know ghosts, like Barrow the Bloody from Slytherin."

Marcus pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice: "According to my cousin, from the reports of the well-known journalist Lady Rita Skeeter, there is clear evidence that Headmaster Dumbledore maliciously imprisoned a large number of ghosts to recharge the carriage. ”

The act of "hissing" ...... people collectively gasping for air conditioning has made a huge contribution to global warming.

The little wizards' shock was immediately interrupted by a voice.

"I'm sorry, but the creature pulling those wagons is called Thestrals, a magical creature that can only be seen by those who have witnessed death."

Following the sound, I saw a slightly tall, but extremely thin figure leaning against the wall reading a book under the wall lamp in the foyer.

The robe on this man's body was extremely intricate, with golden waves as the flames on the wall lamps flickered.

Black hair, slightly narrowed eyes, thin face, oriental face......

"It's him! He is the new student from the East! Marcus yelled, and almost all the students in the corridor looked at Li Fei!

"First-year freshman, Li Fei, is from Huaxia."

Li Fei, who had been leaning against the wall, stood up straight, at this time he represented not only himself, but also the face of Huaxia, and the etiquette must not be wasted.

"It's a great honor to be so concerned by all the seniors."

Put your left hand on the back of your right hand, keep your fingers close together, your fingertips vertically down, lean your arm forward, straighten your shoulders, bend over, and bow deeply to your seniors.

"Cool! This pose is so cool! "I have never seen such a straightforward oriental classical etiquette, which makes the little wizards in the corridor have a great impression of Li Fei.

At this time, a pair of red-haired twins came up and directly hugged Li Fei's shoulders: "Hey buddy! You're so cool! ”

"yes, I think your red hair makes me feel very relatable." Looking at the two living treasures in front of him, Li Fei could recognize them at a glance, these were the pair of troublemaker twins of the Weasley family.

"Enough!"

Seeing that his limelight was stolen, Marcus clearly felt that he had lost face.

Coupled with the yellow-skinned monkey who should have been as timid as a mouse, thin and withered, and seemed to be malnourished, he actually had such a handsome painting style, which made Marcus simply angry.

Pushing away the two red-haired unlucky guys in front of him, Marcus walked in front of Li Fei and looked at Li Fei condescendingly.

"Boy, are you the freshman from the East?"

"Master, I'm Marcus Flint, one of the noble pure-blooded twenty-eight families, the heir of the Flint family, what about you, boy? Report your parents' family. ”

Facing the aggressive bucktoothed strong man in front of him, Li Fei frowned slightly, the stomach fire in front of him was too heavy, and the taste in his mouth was as stinky as eating canned herring mixed with Wang Zhihe.

"My name is Li Fei, Li is my surname, not ......"

"Then you should call it indecent assault!" Marcus interrupted roughly, and the characteristic pronunciation of "F" made him directly incarnate into a watering can.

A small drop of spit starry obviously splashed on Li Fei's robe.

The corners of his eyes suddenly trembled violently, and he rubbed his temples with his hand, and Li Fei's smiling eyes finally opened completely.

His eyes looked at Marcus with an extremely empty eye, as if he were looking at a dead man.