Snape actually didn't have much impression of Luo Cheng, most Hufflepuffs were mediocre and united, except for the head badger that was eye-catching, the other badgers were probably no different from passers-by, Snape didn't care about a student like Luo Cheng at all, it was nothing more than a Hufflepuff with poor grades.

But when Luo Cheng came back from the dual positions of the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts, Snape couldn't bear it, how could he accept being a colleague with such a mediocre person?

"Professor Luo Cheng, I have to remind you that I am the Dean of Slytherin."

Snape intended to exert pressure, and there were naturally three, six, nine, and other teachers in the Hogwarts team, and the status of the four headmasters was higher than the other teachers.

But Luo Cheng is not afraid of him, he is also a backer, and he can get two salaries, Snape? He can't.

"Of course I do, Professor Snape. This does not need to be repeated. ”

The two looked at each other for a while, and Snape suddenly said to Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.

"Let's go."

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle rudely squeezed past Ron.

"Potter, and your red-haired henchman, you won't always be so lucky!"

Ron looked at Malfoy's back and gritted his teeth and said, "Someday, I'm going to teach me a hard lesson—"

"I really hate the two of them," Harry said, "Malfoy and Snape. ”

"Alright, be happy, it's almost Christmas."

Luo Cheng comforted the two children, and walked towards the office himself. A summary of his work had been written 3 feet 6 inches, and he could finish it and send this extra-long roll of parchment to the great minister, and perhaps raise his position to the next level. It was also a good idea to help Harry out of the siege.

To be honest, Luo Cheng also suspected that Dumbledore had the same telescope skills as the three generations of Hokage, and he could keep an eye on Harry Potter at all times, so it should be very effective to brush up on Old Deng's favorability in front of Harry Potter. Not long ago, Dumbledore had given himself a portkey and a letter of recommendation, saying that it would be helpful for him to visit an old friend at Christmas.

Luo Cheng knew that this might be the reward for returning to Harry Potter many times, so he took out the portkey after writing a summary of his work and beckoning the owl, which had always been very big, to send the letter away.

A worn-out boot.

Luo Cheng stretched out a finger and put it on his boot, and after waiting for three seconds, it seemed that a hook slammed forward with an irresistible momentum behind his navel, and he left the ground with his feet and flew up. But his index finger was still glued to the boot, as if the boot had a magnetic force, and pulled him through, pulled through, and—

His feet slammed to the ground, and the portkey landed on the ground next to his head.

Luo Cheng looked up and found a castle floating in a huge lake, like a dream, under the mist and snow-capped mountains, it was like a fairyland. The castle is bright white, with elegant curves and intricately carved carvings, not like a typical castle with a rough appearance, but more like an elaborate work of art.

"Where is this?"

Luo Cheng scratched his head, this paragraph was not mentioned at all in the original book.

But after a while, I saw a fifteen-foot-long monster flying from the castle, its wingspan was eight or nine meters, its speed was very fast, and it came to Luo Cheng in an instant, and the strong wind pressure when the monster landed made Luo Cheng have to protect his eyes with both hands.

What a monster this is! It has the body and claws of a lion, the head and wings of an eagle, and is covered with yellow-brown animal hair, and the eagle-like head and forelimbs are all covered with golden eagle feathers, and it has scarlet chest hair and golden beak and claws.

"Griffins? Oh, my God. ”

Luo Cheng recognized the monster in front of him, the griffin is a very dangerous magical creature, the danger level is the same as that of the fire dragon, but its number is even rarer, but the most important thing is that the griffin in front of him seems to be domesticated.

The griffin did not attack Luo Cheng, but squatted down with a roar, suggesting that Luo Cheng climb up.

"What a big deal, the castle owner domesticated the griffin?"

Luo Cheng climbed onto the griffin's back, the griffin flapped its wide wings, and its thick and powerful limbs slammed into the sky. The griffon flies very smoothly, far more suitable for riding than Hagrid's Hippogriff. In just a matter of moments, they were there.

The griffon landed easily on the high platform of the castle, and there were already people waiting for it—