After Tang Mi entered the door, he first glanced left and right a few times, and then rubbed his hands.

Looking at the way he looked at his weak heart, John felt that it must be a very offensive thing.

"Say it." Letting Basil stay on the owl shelf, John glanced at Don Mi.

"Ahem, my lord, I have a proposal, I don't know if to say it."

Tang Mi smiled shyly.

I don't know, I thought it was an innocent big boy.

John looked at him silently, trying to figure out what to do.

Seeing that John didn't answer, Tang Mi had no choice but to say to himself: "The Silver Wolf Roar Club has been formed and the team members have been selected, can we have a friendly match?" ”

Surprising, it's not a bad idea

John said: "Once the team is formed and trained, who do you want to play against? ”

The Silver Wolf Roar Club has been formed for a while, and as the person in charge of the club, Tang Mi is very concerned about this matter.

The current Silver Wolf Roar Club is financially constrained, and in addition to the requisite seven fire ballista arrows, they even grit their teeth and make up their uniforms.

If you want to ask the reason, you can only say that even Tang Mi's twenty years of salary can't withstand the club's big consumption.

Fame needs to be played out as soon as possible, and Tang Mi hopes to be able to play against some strong teams.

Although they know that they are bound to lose, they can let the club members quickly see their own gaps, so as to accelerate the improvement of strength.

John looked at Tang Mi suspiciously, but in this case, Tang Mi's heart was so weak that he looked like this?

Soon, he knew that he was still underestimating Tang Mi.

Tang Mi saw that John agreed, and his face was happy.

"Pudermere United, who are not low in the rankings this year, and have Draco Malfoy as a high-profile player, can quickly make a name for themselves as a club."

As soon as he came up, he was looking for a team in the top wizarding league, and John didn't know whether the other party was confident or conceited.

Anyway, it was also a club that he created, and John thought about it, so he agreed.

Who knew that Tang Mi's eyes rolled and asked, "My lord, we are going to the Wizarding City, is there a possibility that we can have a lively Quidditch in the Wizarding City?" ”

Being able to take the first place to play in the City of Wizards is a big benefit to the Silver Wolf Roar Club.

Tang Mi played a good calculation.

John smirked, "What else do you propose?" ”

He has already seen that Tang Mi is definitely not just for the club.

Sure enough, Tang Mi smiled, "I'll just say that the magic tower in the Wizarding City has a good view, or ......."

"Lend me as a wedding hall?"

John smiled, "Are you going too far?" ”

He said in a dangerous tone, "Or do you not know the meaning of the magic tower?" ”

"My lord," Tang Mi also said with a solemn face, "I'm going to be a father." ”

"Huh?" John thought for a moment and asked, "So?" ”

"I hope to be able to give Oz the best wedding possible."

Tang Mi's tone was sincere, "A wedding that can make her proud in her future memories." ”

"Although you said it very touching, I can tell that you seem to be pregnant out of wedlock."

John was lost in thought, how did he feel that this was a scummy act?

Tang Mi was a little embarrassed, isn't it that some small things between adults have not been done well.

Besides, isn't this common in the West?

It's a pity that Tang Mi still didn't succeed in his wishful thinking, because the symbolism of the magic tower is not something that marriage can get involved in.

Even so, Tang Mi still fought with reason, hoping to get the opportunity to hold a wedding in the Silver Hand Manor.

John only asked a question that hit the soul straight and made him shut his mouth.

"Do you have any money?"

Great question, don't ask next time.

Tang Mi, who is currently living on wool, can already understand Gauss's character of asking for money very well.

Speaking of Gauss, Gauss, who retired successfully, received a large pension.

No one will know about revealing the Plymouth colony to the American organization.

...

September 26th.

There are only a few days left before heading to the City of Wizards.

The Weasley's Magic Trick Shop fireworks are all sold out.

The news about the Wizarding City hasn't been revealed too much, but it's enough to look forward to.

The only bad ones are the wizards who go to the magic school.

They can't make it to the big event, but they can be there in the same buzzing school league.

Just something that makes Hogwarts wonder why their headmaster, Professor Slughorn, hasn't been out for a week.

Professor McGonagall, as the permanent vice-chancellor, didn't know much either, except to hear that Slughorn was actively running to Snape's office after curfew.

This also caused the low pressure to emanate from Snape's body during class, which was even more terrifying.

They had to go to Professor Longbottom, who was the best talker, to ask why.

"I don't know," whispered Neville, who was already a professor of herbology, "and he was scary when I was in school. ”

As a Boggart, Snape's Neville said this, and the students were convinced.

"Professor Longbottom," a first-year Gryffindor girl came running over gasping, "Professor Sprout wants you to come over. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it for this lesson." Neville said to the students.

Let the students wail, "No, don't go, Professor Longbottom." ”

They preferred to be with Neville than with professors of their age.

"By the way, Miss Greengrass." Neville paused and said to Astoria, "Good luck in the school league. ”

Astoria smiled, "I will, Professor Longbottom." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

As the female president of the student council, Astoria took on the role of Slytherin after John's departure.

She has a new name.

Astoria almighty.

With the dignified beauty of a mature woman, Astoria has become a goddess in the hearts of many Hogwarts girls.

As for the boys, even if they think so, they don't dare to say it.

After all, no one knows if the platinum-blond haired guy will be eavesdropping nearby.

...

Snape was in a bad mood, not only because he didn't get the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor that he had been dreaming of, but also because of Slughorn's constant harassment day and night.

"Severus, I remember you don't have the Merlin Medal yet."

Slughorn was like a sick old man who had come over after sucking something, his eyes bloodshot and his fingers trembling as he held the medallion.

"Look, as long as we finish this project, we can definitely get a medal."

"You are my most gifted disciple, and you are far more than ten times better than Damo Alex." Slughorn did not give up his belief in attracting people to join the gang, and chattered, "You can see that he can become the vice president, why can't he help you, if you finish this project, you can let the world see your strength." ”

Snape blushed, if he hadn't been taught by Slughorn in school, he would have wanted to teach people a lesson with a curse.

He read that information, and the curse of vampires was indeed famous after it was cracked.

But there's no way that thing can be done in ten or even fifty years, unless John Wick himself starts researching it.

Slughorn was fooled and lame by Damo Alex.

The guy who was blacklisted by the world's Potions Masters still counted on his help in the past.

Don't think about it.

"If I'm not mistaken, the school league is about to begin." Snape said in a weird tone, "Are you sure you want to use this to show the whole school of witchcraft and wizardry?" ”

Slughorn only then reacted, and the school league will officially start in a few days.

When he looked at his unkempt self in the mirror, he panicked.

I can't care about this future glory, so I hurry to the bathroom and tidy myself up.

Sending Slughorn away, Snape's eyes fell on the table.

It was a box that could only be opened three times.

"Restraint." He stretched out his hand, but it didn't open after all.

After tearing open the scar, the bleeding in his heart never stopped.

Under the restraint of appearance, it is a hand of constant greed.

It is a curse, obtained from the hands of the great Witch King, painful and requiring a test of forbearance and restraint.

...

Some people died, but not completely......