Reborn Evil Wizard

The petrification incident is still going on, after a first-year Hufflepuff imp, a second-year Gryffindor half-blood girl, and then a fourth-year Ravenclaw, if it weren't for Mrs. Sprout to stand up and announce Her lovely mandrake is about to grow and mature enough to cure these unlucky petrifactions. It is estimated that what flies to the Hogwarts headmaster's office will no longer be overwhelming yelling letters from parents but a letter of withdrawal from school.

Compared with the panic of the other three colleges, Slytherin has always maintained a calm and calm mood. They firmly believe that they don't need to worry at all, because they are nobles and pure blood. behind.

Or maybe this is actually related to Young Master Lin's overly obvious interest in watching the theater that he couldn't hide.

Well, because they have their own Slytherin king.

So, secret room or something, petrification or something, so what! ?

……

"...Yeah, so what!?"

In the pitch-dark Hufflepuff lounge, a thin and small figure was writing something on a parchment scroll by the sporadic firelight in the fireplace. "...In this way, all those who bullied me will be petrified, and they won't die anyway, just teach them a lesson, it doesn't matter, that's right, whoever makes them look down on me, it is only right to be taught a lesson ah!"

On the sheepskin scroll under the bright and dim light of the fire, more than a dozen long and short names have been written. Every time a name is written, a silver-green curly number will appear. Looking closely, the largest The values ​​range from 40 to 50, and the smallest one is only single digits. Finally, the boy who belongs to Hufflepuff stopped writing and looked at the masterpiece he had been thinking about for most of the night with admiring eyes. They will learn a lesson here, won’t they? Well, let me see, what is written on this prank parchment——Next, you have to sign your name on the contract with your own blood, then The contract will take effect immediately. Wow, this is cool! So what are you waiting for..."

The boy immediately pricked his finger with a brooch and wrote his name on the designated place on the parchment with blood.

"Oh, wait, what else is written here?" Just as the name was about to be completed, the boy noticed a line of small words vaguely floating in the instruction manual of this accidental prank parchment—this contract abides by etc. The price is exchanged for the result, and the greedy person will bear the consequences.

"Oh, okay." The boy looked at the almost full parchment with a slight blush, and remembered that the suggestion in the instruction manual was to only write about one or two people's names, so he couldn't help muttering guiltyly, "Perhaps writing too many pranks will hurt you." Discount? Like petrifying half of a person or something... Actually, I don’t write much, do I?”

Thinking of this, he printed the last gesture of his name on the parchment.

After a burst of green flames, the parchment turned into ashes and disappeared into the darkness.

The contract is established.

……

Lin Xi was in a good mood after waking up early in the morning. Even the emergency school meeting where Draco and Dilmoch dragged him to the banquet hall to recruit Mr. Principal Dumbledore did not affect his good mood. .

It is not a pleasant thing for anyone to be pulled out of the warm quilt early in the morning on the rest day and rush to listen to the leader's speech, but all the students from the four colleges who came to the hall They are no longer in the mood to care about these things, they all look excited and scared, countless people are whispering, and the trance whispers make the whole hall a little depressed.

"Oh, did something good happen?" Sitting on the chief seat of Slytherin, Lin Xi boredly picked up a piece of yellow bread and bit it, looked around, it seemed that he was the only one who was still in the mood to eat, the others Everyone's face was heavy, as if the sky was about to fall.

Dilmoch shrugged, and also began to bury his head in eating, "Who knows, maybe it has something to do with the screaming in the morning? Oh, I'm so hungry, I think I urgently need a cup of fragrant Italian-style creamy mushroom soup! Knowing that I was working on batches last night until 4 o'clock, 4 o'clock! Aha, life is full of surprises, isn't it sweetheart." He stirred the crispy chocolate corn chowder that appeared in front of him with a delicate silver spoon, and then He swallowed it with a mouth full of hopelessness.

"Hey, man, don't drown yourself in a mouthful of soup." Before Draco sat down, he had several Slytherin heads waiting for him, all of them TR.The senior members of the club passed on the information they had received early in the morning, and after a few whispers, they left one after another. With inexplicable surprise, Draco reached out and rescued his distant cousin whose face was almost buried in the soup .

"Dear Xi, you definitely don't know what happened this morning." Draco's light gray eyes flickered, and he approached his longer and more beautiful face with a sweet tone.

"What else can there be?" Dilmoch's face was full of no joy in life, and he slapped away the face that looked more and more slapped, "Isn't it just petrification, petrification, petrification... Seriously, if it goes on like this It's almost a Hogwarts scene."

"No, no, no, this time is much more exciting than this." Draco restrained the hand that tried his best to push his face away, and continued to move towards Lin Xi, displaying his indomitable, more frustrated and stronger hand. courageous spirit.

"Listen, guys, it's a big deal this time! That old Dumbledore's in big trouble at last!"

When Dumbledore and his party arrived, the two Malfoys were arguing boredly. Except for Mr. Principal, who could maintain a normal expression, the other professors seemed to be cursed at the same time today, hanging out with the black-painted old bat. A gloomy expression carved out of a mould.Everyone noticed that besides this, there were a few unfamiliar adult wizards behind them, and sharp-eyed people had already recognized that they were related investigators from the Criminal Division of the Ministry of Magic and a few Aurors.

The whispers fell silent after these people appeared, and the hall was extremely quiet at this moment. Everyone turned their attention to Dumbledore, who was standing in the middle of the teacher's chair, waiting for him to say that he would reunite all the teachers and students in the school. The reason for the early rush here.

"Unfortunately," said Dumbledore.

A solemn atmosphere lingered in the hall, and everyone was solemn.

"Perhaps someone already knows... oh yes, our lovely little Mr Covelby, the lovely Hufflepuff second year, passed away very quietly in the wee hours of this morning."

"Oh!" There was an uncontrollable gasp of horror in the hall.

"Yes, yes, we lost him forever. It is undeniable that this is the most regrettable thing that has happened to Hogwarts in the past 50 years. The cause of Mr. Covelby's death is still under investigation. Presumably, the gentlemen of the Ministry of Magic will give us a sincere and clear answer. Now, what I need to inform you is the following points for attention."

"The chairpersons of the male and female student unions of each college should pay attention. During the two days of the rest day, it is best to restrain the students from leaving the common room of each college easily. The prefects of each grade should organize your members and lead them to and from get out of class and come to class. Dining room."

"This year's Quidditch final, unfortunately, has to be cancelled. Students are not allowed to enter the Quidditch pitch after evening."

"Besides, the administrator, Mr. Filch, is also watching over everyone all the time. Please don't walk in the corridor alone."

"Finally, I have to tell everyone that those who do not want to encounter accidents and die in pain, please do not accept or conceal any magical props with magical powers of unknown origin."

No one can laugh.Because no one believed that Dumbledore was joking.

After a bunch of professors came out one after another, Draco stood up, thoughtful, "So... this is the truth about that stupid Hufflepuff's death?"

"Ah, maybe?"

Lin Xi smiled, although his smile somehow seemed so treacherous and malicious in the eyes of the two Malfoy brothers.

……

On days off, it can be frustrating to be confined to a common room and unable to go out.Especially on a sunny day when the sky is clear and warm, which is most suitable for going out for sports and dinners, the Gryffindors who are bound hands and feet like a group of impatient wild monkeys are inevitably howling.

"Maybe we can sneak out to the Hogwarts kitchen and ask the house-elves for some snacks to have a desperate party?" the Weasley twins, who were afraid of chaos, suggested.

"Come on, buddy. Before we're out, our sweet brother will stop us with his polished prefect badge. Then Mommy will write us a yelling letter, and we'll be locked up and dragged back At home, it was finally stuffed into the toilet!"

"Oh no, it's too scary, I'd rather be petrified by the monster in the Slytherin chamber!" screamed the two brothers, embracing exaggeratedly.

The others watched the performance of the Weasley brothers with a look of dismay. Hermione snapped the book shut and said angrily, "For God's sake! Seriously, you can't do this. Sneak out for fun What should I do if I encounter danger? It was only petrified before, but today someone has died!"

"Yes, so for your own good, don't try to rush out and be a hero! Oh, sorry, Potter, I'm not talking about you." As the commentator of the Quidditch match, Lee Jordan flashed mysteriously Come over, put his arms around the necks of the two Weasley brothers, and said in a low voice, "Hey, buddy, here's the first-hand news, or?"

"Talk about it, buddy. Maybe we'll have an excuse to sneak out and steal a snack," Fred quipped.

"Oh, of course." Jordan pointed to a brown-haired boy surrounded by a group of people not far away and said, "Did you see that Seamus' uncle is also among the investigators from the Ministry of Magic?" , I heard that this time it is no longer a petrified death, the little Hufflepuff boy died very strangely, so strange that you will never believe it."

"What is it?" Even Hermione was attracted, no longer read the book, but couldn't help but look at Jordan standing there.

"Brothers, you would never have guessed that he died of old age! The child was found to be dead of old age! I heard that when he died, his whole body was wrinkled and old, as if his life had been sucked dry for no reason. "Jordan couldn't help but tremble when he mentioned this, and his voice lowered a bit, "I heard that the boy lost his soul after his death, and all the figures in the portrait disappeared. Bless Merlin, he Maybe they were doing some evil summoning ceremony that night."

"Seriously, Li, are you sure you haven't read too many fairy tales? The evil summoning ceremony, is he trying to summon a dragon to destroy Hogwarts?" George continued jokingly.

"Wow, cool, it looks like this incident has nothing to do with petrification." Fred also said, "Does that mean we can sneak out?"

"Don't even think about it, I will watch you! Of course, Ron will too!" Hermione's voice continued to sound angrily.

"Who will our dear little brother help?"

"Ha ha…"

"..."

Harry Potter, who was sitting in the corner, lowered his gaze and took off his glasses, his dark green eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a thoughtful arc .

"Hmm, that's why it's mentioned—don't accept and conceal any magical items with magical powers of unknown origin...?"

Dumbledore, does the sweet old bee know something, or does he already know everything?

About this game?

Yes, that's right, a game.

Potter raised his head slightly, propped his chin with his hand carelessly, cast his deep and merciless gaze casually at the bright sky outside the Gryffindor Tower.

It looks like a lot of fun, isn't it cute?My dear Xi.

As he thought about it, what appeared on his lips was not a gentle smile but a ferocious cruelty.

Although I didn't think about joining in to play together, but thinking that everyone has forgotten him, it is inexplicably annoying.

It's surprisingly annoying to exclude something.

As expected, the game is fun only when there are many people.