Hogwarts from another world

The weather can be said to be terrible.

It was still pouring rain outside the window, even though it was not too late after class, the sky was already as dark as if ink had been poured on it.

The floor in the basement also became vaguely wet. This made Matthew think that his dormitory would be flooded?

Fortunately, it seems not.

He touched the head of the big green snake and whispered the password: "High as glory!"

The giant snake released its tail from its mouth, squirmed slightly, and opened the door to the Slytherin common room.

Unlike the dark outside, the Slytherin common room was bright and cheerful.

The green fire from the fireplace reflected the soft armchairs, where everyone sat reading, chatting and doing homework.

"Good evening, Matthew!" Someone took the initiative to greet Matthew Wakefield.

It has been almost a month and a half since I joined Slytherin House. Even some of the senior students are at least familiar with Matthew.

"good evening!"

Remember m in a second.

While greeting them, he returned to his dormitory.

There were quite a lot of people in the dormitory this time, which was relatively rare because Crabbe and Goyle rarely stayed here.

Matthew ignored them, went straight back to his seat, and then opened the parchment with the "After-Class Practice" content.

The above content shows that tomorrow (Saturday) they were supposed to participate in the after-school practice of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Rozier... However, due to Professor Rozier's illness, this "after-class practice" was temporarily canceled.

This is good news... Matthew couldn't help but think about the extremely bad weather outside.

In such bad weather, it's fine indoors, but if they participate in outdoor "after-school practice", they will definitely lose at least one layer of skin.

Also, there was a note on the table from an owl.

Matthew opened it and saw that it was from Horace Slughorn——

The content of the note was very simple, that is, Slughorn informed him that the Slug Club's meeting on Sunday night was temporarily canceled indefinitely; he would notify him when it would resume.

This is quite normal. Two Slytherin students were attacked after the club. Even though Principal Grindelwald had promised that no more attacks would happen, Horace Slughorn did not dare. Don’t take this risk again…

Matthew crumpled the note and threw it away.

At this moment, someone in the dormitory called his name softly——

"Wakefield..."

……

"Huh?" Matthew Wakefield blinked slightly and raised his head.

This voice undoubtedly did not belong to Crabbe, Goyle or Nott.

Of course, it was also a very familiar voice, and its owner was Draco Malfoy.

When he returned to the dormitory earlier, Matthew didn't notice that the last roommate in the dormitory, Malfoy, had also returned.

Draco Malfoy was sent to the school hospital on the first weekend of school because he was attacked by a mysterious magical item. Now in mid-August, he was finally discharged from the school hospital and continued his "normal" life. .

"Hello!" Matthew glanced at Draco Malfoy and said softly.

This boy was usually pale, but after this "disaster", he became even more haggard.

The first time Matthew saw him, he seemed to see Professor Trocca.

And from Malfoy's eyes, Matthew noticed an emotion - that is "fear"!

In fact, he could see this emotion in the eyes of Nott, Crabbe and Goyle before. It's just that the three of them don't seem to be as "deep" in fear of themselves as Draco Malfoy.

The two boys just stared at each other, neither of them speaking.

"Is something wrong, Malfoy?" Matthew asked calmly.

He did not give Draco Malfoy a good look, even though he had stayed in the school hospital for more than a month and had something to do with him; but he had not forgotten that before he entered the school hospital, Those "doings"...

Malfoy's face seemed to struggle for a moment——

"Sorry..." he said softly.

"Oh?" This time, it was Matthew's turn to be a little surprised: "What's going on?"

If Draco Malfoy is now raising his fists to retaliate against himself, Matthew may still think it is normal; but now Matthew is not afraid of him at all... He can take out his wand and give it to Malfoy and Crabbe at any time Let's cast a petrification spell with Gower; a student who has barely attended any classes and two well-known losers in the class will definitely not be his opponent.

"I'm sorry..." Malfoy stammered: "I was... that afternoon..."

He recounted exactly what he had done before.

His general behavior was basically similar to what Principal Rozier and Matthew said that afternoon.

"I'm so sorry!" After saying everything, Malfoy seemed to relax a little.

But he still looked at Matthew very nervously...or maybe it wasn't nervousness, but fear.

After seeming to hesitate for a moment, he bowed towards Matthew.

The two big guys, Crabbe and Goyle, also quickly walked to Malfoy and bent down towards Matthew together. Their actions looked a bit funny.

Nott on the other side seemed a little unable to sit still... He also trotted over and joined the three people.

"Is that so? Actually, I know everything." Matthew said calmly.

He didn't get carried away or show any "excitement" about it.

"So... do you know what exactly happened that day?" He looked at Malfoy and asked casually.

"I don't know..." Draco Malfoy shook his head: "I don't remember anything... When I think of what happened that afternoon, I just feel terrible... terrible, very, very terrible..."

"Does that matter have anything to do with you, Wakefield?" Then he asked in a low voice.

"Maybe!" Matthew shrugged: "I don't know either."

"So... can you forgive us?" Draco Malfoy asked again, while looking at Matthew with very expectant eyes.

Matthew did not directly answer this question: "The past time has passed... Okay, I have to write my Transfiguration homework!"

The other four boys quickly shrank back knowingly.

……

Matthew Wakefield produced letter paper, ink, and a quill.

He felt a little emotional——

The theory of blood is nothing more than a cover... Respecting the "strong" and following the "strong" is probably the true meaning of Slytherin's "ambition"!

He suddenly understood why Tom Riddle, who was born in an orphanage and was just a mixed-race, could finally become the "Dark Lord"!