"Dean!" "Dean!" .......

Weston nodded to the students who had greeted him, and walked with them into the Slytherin common room.

It was his first time here.

The Slytherin common room is located in the basement of Hogwarts, not far from the Potions classroom, which is rumored to have been originally a dungeon, like the Potions classroom, but was later converted into a common room by Salazar Slytherin.

Weston doesn't quite understand this kind of taste, but the décor of this lounge is quite good.

Whether it is on the walls, doors, or lockers, there are silver snake-like decorations, and on the front wall of the hall, there is a huge Slytherin coat of arms, on which the snake is still swimming, spitting letters from time to time.

Walking to the middle of the hall, Weston turned to face the students, who all looked at him with respect in their eyes, even the first-year students.

"As of today, Slytherin will be my acting dean for the time being, and you already know about it!" Weston pondered for a moment before saying this.

The little snakes all nodded and listened quietly.

"My principle is simple," Weston continued, "to be low-key, to be high-profile, we never cause trouble, but we are not afraid of provocation!" ”

"If anyone bullies you, teach me a hard lesson, and if you lose, don't come to me, Slytherin will not sympathize with the weak; If you win, if someone wants to overwhelm someone, don't worry, I guarantee that he will be ten times worse than you! ”

As soon as Weston's words fell, the eyes of the little snakes lit up, and their expressions were a little excited.

"Remember, don't let me hear at any time, you guys did it first, I think you should understand what I mean!" Weston glanced at the audience, "Slytherin's purpose is to protect oneself, not oneself, and I want you to keep that in mind!" ”

The little snakes all nodded, and the divine light in their eyes became even greater.

"If there are seniors from other houses bullying you, remember, our entire academy has your back! If there is a professor bullying you, remember, I have your back! Provided that you don't mean to find fault or provoke! ”

"Understood!" The little snakes roared in unison.

"Good!" Weston nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Originally, Slytherin had a tradition that the first year had to choose a hidden prefect, right? ”

"Yes, Dean!" Marfa stepped forward, "It's the same with every class of freshmen. ”

"I see!" Weston thought for a moment, "This freshman class doesn't have to! ”

"Why, Dean?" Another Slytherin upperclassman stepped forward.

"Why?" Weston scoffed, "Did any of you already master a lot of magic when you first entered school?" Well? ”

The little snakes stopped talking.

"It's just a little kid fighting, and you can watch it with relish, that's all?" Weston said coldly, "Remember, Slytherin is the most united house, although interests are paramount, but we are the most united house in comparison!" Are you going to see freshman jokes? ”

"Use your brains to see why there is such a tradition in first grade! You're wizards, not trolls! Weston lectured in a tone of hatred for iron, "If it weren't for the genius of the purebloods, would you really be able to cast spells in the first year?" Sorry, I'm skeptical of that! ”

The little snakes all looked thoughtful, they didn't really have no brains, there were no fools in Slytherin, whether it was the family's education or the inherited bloodline, compared to teaching other houses, Slytherin was really not a little stronger, this was the result of the background.

"Got it?" Weston looked at the students and asked.

"For profit?" Or Marfa asked.

"That's right, it's profit!" Weston said bluntly, "The Hidden Prefect is actually really for pure-blood families, in order to rule the Muggle-born bloodline, so that the benefits of pureblood can be guaranteed. ”

"Isn't that bad?" Astoria asked, "Those are just mudbloods!" ”

"Miss Greengrass, I think I need to remind you that sometimes you can't talk nonsense!" Weston's face sank suddenly, and his voice was full of coldness, "Never let me hear this word come out of your mouth!" ”

"You are wizards, and you are looking at who is stronger, not who is more arrogant!" Weston sneered, "Mudbloods? How much more noble do you think you are than the mudbloods? ”

"Don't forget, wizards started out as Muggles, and these are the things from the History of Magic, I don't think I need to help you remember! Strictly speaking, you're all mudbloods! Does your blood really bring you anything? ”

The little snakes looked at Weston silently, and none of them dared to speak, and Astoria's face turned a little pale.

After looking around and seeing that the little snakes were a little scared, Weston's tone softened: "Slytherins, you all remember for me!" No matter what glory you have, you have to rely on yourself to work hard, even if it is really the ancestors who have been brilliant, it is just the ancestors. ”

"Don't you want to catch up with or even surpass your ancestors?" Weston said nonchalantly, "Don't tell me you can't! They're all wizards, why can't they? Don't forget, they didn't know as much back then as they do now! ”

yes, why can't we? The eyes of the little snakes lit up again, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in them.

"I hope that future generations will talk about you now, and they will say that Slytherin has become glorious because of your existence, not because you are proud of joining Slytherin, as it is now!"

"Got it?" Weston suddenly asked in a loud voice.

"Understood!" The little snakes shouted.

"Excellent! That's what Slytherin should look like! Weston nodded with satisfaction, "Of course, you are not allowed to choose the hidden prefect, but it is not for you to do nothing!" ”

As he spoke, Weston suddenly raised his hand, and a violent wave of magic power came out of his body, bringing up layers of wind, blowing the hair of the little snakes into chaos.

"Get out of the way!" Weston shouted, and the little snakes hurriedly pushed away.

A green flame suddenly ignited on Weston's hands, and he slammed it into the ground, and the flames burned violently on the ground while continuing to swim, and finally turned into a huge magic array.

"This is the Weston Circle?" Draco was the first to recognize the magic circle.

"Yes, it's Weston Circle!" Weston nodded and gave him an appreciative look, "Starting tomorrow, Slytherin students will have to meditate once before they go to bed!" Do you understand? ”

"Got it!" The students replied.

"Marfa!" Weston screamed.

"Yes, Dean!" Marfa came back to her senses and responded in a bit of a panic.

"You lead the Slytherin prefects to teach the first year, how to use this magic circle, can you do it?"

"No problem, leave it to me!" Marfa nodded vigorously.

"Good!" Weston nodded, "My office and break room are on the eighth floor of the Responsive Room, you can come to me if you have something." I am also willing to help you in any way I can, provided that you help each other without solving the problem. ”

"Also, I need a new schedule, you know what I mean?"

"Is it like last year's end?" A senior girl asked.

"This is it!" Weston nodded, "If you don't know how to do it in the first grade, I'll be taught by other grades, I want you to have the same time, not to fight separately." ”

"Yes, Dean!"

"Very good! Now, it's time for you to go to bed! ”

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