"It's going to be a holiday the day after tomorrow, so we should do it tomorrow, right?"

"Definitely!"

"I've been upset for a long time, I must beat him up this time, Malfoy, why don't you speak?"

Goyle and Crabbe each held a few cakes and chatted as they ate, but were a little surprised to find that Malfoy didn't speak.

"I'm wondering what to do during the Christmas holidays."

Malfoy smiled.

Regardless of whether this sentence can be dealt with, he strode forward, quickened his pace to the abandoned classroom, and pointed his wand at the door lock: "Pureblood!" ”

The words fell.

The serpentine carvings on both sides of the heavy wooden door seem to come to life and swim towards the door lock, and the snakes kiss each other, and the next moment, the wooden door is opened.

"Come on in." Malfoy turned his head and screamed.

"Here ......

Crabbe hurried to run, and Goyle ate another cake greedily before entering.

And Ringo ......

But he had already entered the classroom while Malfoy was speaking.

There were quite a few people in the room.

All of them were first-year freshmen in the Snake Academy, and in addition to that, there were two fourth-year students walking around, and when they saw Malfoy and the three of them coming, they couldn't help but scold: "Every time you come so late, don't you three take Prefect Farley's words seriously?" ”

"But we're not late!" Malfoy doesn't mean to others, "Isn't it?" ”

"Humph!"

The fourth-grader snorted coldly and turned his head to look at the freshman next to him: "What are you laughing at?" Didn't I tell you that casting a spell is about giving your full attention? ”

"And you, the stun spell gesture is like this, what are you doing so high?"

"It's the last night, if you can't get out!"

"I've never seen you ...... so stupid"

In their reprimand, Ringo had already read through the spells practiced by the little snakes.

Most of them are practicing the stun spell.

Only a small fraction ......

For example, Malfoy who joined the sparring team.

He had already mastered the Unconscious Charm, so after casting the Unconscious Charm once to make sure he hadn't forgotten it, he practiced the Disarming Charm.

Theoretically, as long as they know the spells and gestures, the middle and low level spells like the Stun Charm and the Disarming Charm have a high probability of being cast by the young wizards, such as Malfoy, who had used them many times before in a hurry - although most of them failed.

But actually.

However, it is difficult for most young wizards to cast spells more completely.

The spell-casting mentality is one thing.

Non-standard pronunciation is also one thing.

as well as gestures......

Therefore, many students in the original book can't even cast a decent coma spell in the second or even third grade.

And now.

In the face of pressure, this group of little snakes actually rolled up and mastered the coma spell in the first grade!

Yes!

Ringo observed clearly.

Although the two fourth-graders have been cursing, the freshman snakes on the field, even if they pull their hips again, can at least successfully release the stun spell - although the effect is not very good.

"In a sense, I'm also their benefactor......" Ringo laughed inwardly, "after all, they are so introverted, but they are here to deal with me." ”

This is obviously another method of the Snake Courtyard.

Since the senior can't do it.

Then you can only train the first grade, and then let the first grade work together - although the effect of the spell is weak, there is no such concern about shooting together.

For this.

The little snakes are afraid that Ringo will find out.

There is no fixed time and place.

Not even a little snake dared to taunt or give Ringo a mocking glance or a disappointing glance before it happened......

"Speaking of which, I should also thank my good grandson for his letter."

"Otherwise, it's really not a good idea."

"But it looks like ......"

"They're going to do it to me tomorrow......"

Think so.

Ringo found a chair near the door and sat down neatly, watching the snakes train with interest and assessing their skills.

I watched it for forty minutes.

Except for those two fourth graders.

That's where Malfoy shines.

- Because there is a sparring, and the practice is still a stun spell, so the young wizards can easily be knocked unconscious, and at this time, it is often Malfoy, who uses a very skilled spell to wake people up.

Not to mention......

Maybe it's because he often uses spells on himself and Goyle and Crabbe.

Malfoy's level is stronger than that of the fourth grade.

Occasionally, a few little wizards were unspelled by the fourth grade and still didn't wake up, but Malfoy woke up as soon as he got started, which really made Ringo sigh.

But.

The little snakes seem to have finished their training a little early today - they had been more than an hour before.

However, it did not go.

Instead, they gathered at the beckoning of two fourth-graders.

"Very good, I think many of you have already guessed, yes, it's really time to do it, after tomorrow there will be a holiday, so the time is set for tomorrow! That said, tomorrow we have to get up one step earlier, at least earlier than that mudblood, Malfoy observed, that guy usually gets up around six, so we only need five. ”

A fourth-grader looked around.

Seeing that the little snakes were a little reluctant on their faces.

He immediately sneered: "I know that many of you don't want to get up so early, but it doesn't matter, it only takes one day to get up early, just imagine, if we succeed tomorrow, subdue that mudblood, and then beat him to the miserable example of Bor, let him see our power, and from now on, establish a true pure-blood system in Slytherin!" ”

"Don't you want to trample that shitty mudblood?"

"Make him a genius in the eyes of the professor."

"But in the dormitory, in front of us, we can only beg and wag our tail like a dog, kiss our uppers, and let us spit on ......"

"How ......"

"Don't you want to contribute to such a noble cause?"

Speaking of the later time.

The man had cast a curse on himself, and he seemed to be really good at speaking—no wonder he had been scheduled for this day—so much so that before he could finish his sentence, he had already aroused the agitation of the little snakes, and now that he had finished speaking, the little snakes cried out:

"Yes, we do!"

"Pureblood!"

"Hahaha, if I can really succeed, I must cast my most satisfying coma spell!"

"Well said! I can't wait! ”

"It is indeed time to set an 'example' for the mudbloods who were lucky enough to be admitted later! Tell them who is the real master in Slytherin! ”

"Let him lick our shoes!"

"Let him kneel before us and apologize......"

“……”

I have to say that this fourth grade is very good at grasping the inner desires of the little snakes, and at the same time, the response of the little snakes also made Ringo, who was watching from the sidelines, a little infected.

So......

He also joined in the shouting: "Good! Well said! ”

"But it's not enough to let him lick our shoes, are you stupid? That's a mudblood! Dirty and shitty mudbloods, is it enough to apologize? What do you need a wand to do if you apologize and be useful? ”

"We should get him out completely!"

"Or just beat him to death!"

"Break his head, tear his body to shreds, and use his blood to declare to Dumbledore that the time for pureblood supremacy has come!"

"Of course, one Ringo Shelby isn't enough, isn't it the mudblood of our academy, can you endure it? No! Can't take it! Now that we've all decided to get started, start a war! Wage a war to cover Hogwarts and uproot all mud bloods from the school! ”

"Make the great Hogwarts another Durmstran!"

！！！

This is a declaration of war.

directly overpowered the shouts of the other little snakes, and even the two fourth-graders were frightened, so that when Ringo was roaring the last sentence.

The audience was awe-inspiring.

Silent.

He was the only one who resounded in the audience.

And then......

Everyone turned around in unison, their eyes searching the wooden door with trepidation, excitement and surprise in their eyes - they felt the sound coming from here.

But look at it now.

Nothing can be seen.

Until a sharp-eyed little wizard pointed to the chair at the door and said, "Look, the chair is dangling......"

"Someone!"

"Not good! Someone has snuck in! ”

"Is it a phantom spell?"

"By the way, didn't you think the sound was familiar just now? It seems, it seems to be ......" Pansy Parkinson suddenly screamed, "It's Ringo Shelby's ......"

The words did not fall.

A wavy wrinkle of transparent water appeared on the chair.

The next moment.

Ringo reclined in his chair and smiled and snapped his fingers at Parkinson: "It's so touching, Miss Parkinson, that you are so sensitive to my voice......"