Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Dumbledore showed up after all, at the Last Supper.

And living up to expectations, adding 40 points to everyone on the tour of the Philosopher's Stone is really hard for him at a age, and he has to design points carefully.

After the addition of 160 points, it happened to be 10 points more than the original number one Slytherin.

The green Slytherin crest was replaced by a red Gryffindor lion, and the whole school was in a sea of ​​joy, except for Slytherin.

After all, they have been winning the Academy Cup for a long time. If the Academy Cup keeps changing back and forth, it is okay to say, but if they have been winning the Academy Cup for a long time but are suddenly cut off, it will be uncomfortable for anyone.

Charles, who was enjoying the steak, suddenly felt that there were more eyes around him. He raised his head and found some Slytherins secretly looking at him.

What does it matter to him.

Hermione added points, even if she knew him very well, so what if she applauded herself just now, losing the Academy Cup was not his reason.

It was a rare day that he returned to the Slytherin table for dinner.

Charles looked at Draco next to him, and found that his face was not very good-looking, he was very sad, and even felt as if he was about to cry.

Sure enough, it was a child, just a college cup.

After the meal, Charles returned to the common room. Tonight was over, and he could leave school tomorrow. Hogwarts' holiday time was similar to that of Muggle schools, but usually a week or two earlier.

Pick up Kayo tomorrow, and then...

Charles stopped suddenly.

Because he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere in the common room today.

"what happened again?"

Charles asked.

To be precise, it was he who was asking, a senior boy who was blocking the way back to the dormitory. Besides him, there were a dozen or so senior students scattered around him.

Among them were the fifth and sixth graders from the five reserve Death Eater families, who were all blocking the door of the dormitory, and the other Slytherin students were scattered around the common room.

What is the name of the guy in the head? Charles remembered that he was also a pure-blood twenty-eight family, but he was not a Death Eater.

It seems to be called.. Evan Flint?

Well, the Slytherin Quidditch captain, Marcus Flint's older brother, Ewan Flint, who was a year above Marcus.

"Do you still know which college you are from?"

Ivan asked.

"Slytherin?"

Charles thought about it.

"Very well, it seems that you still know that you are a member of Slytherin."

Looking around, Charles didn't find Draco, Pansy and others, and he didn't even see any first-year students.

It seemed that they were either dismissed in advance or controlled. After all, in the second half of the semester, his relationship with the freshmen was still very good, and Draco often gave him feedback on Slytherin's attitude towards him.

He was rarely at school, and Draco was his eyeliner.

From the fact that Draco did not appear here, it can be seen that he is not a double agent. After all, with Draco's character, if he is really perfunctory to Charles, this time he did not notify in advance, and was going to throw him a big thunder , at this time, he will definitely stand up triumphantly.

Charles suddenly smiled, and he shook his head.

"Let's get it straight. What do you want from me?"

He glanced around, the Slytherin seniors blocking the door, except those reserve Death Eaters who looked at him a bit unkindly, the others didn't seem to be very aggressive.

After all, many of Shire's archives were graduated from Slytherin. After thinking about it for a while, he knew what this group of guys probably wanted to do.

"Are you upset because you didn't win the Academy Cup?"

Charles' directness made several people blocking the door look at each other, but before they could speak, Charles spoke again.

"I didn't get the College Cup because the Gryffindor students stopped Professor Quirrell's conspiracy. If you have time to trouble me, why don't you think about how to get your score back next semester."

"If I remember correctly, the points I added this semester have accumulated to more than 150 points."

Ivan was silent for a moment.

What Shire said was the truth, which was why they didn't go to trouble with Shire in the second half of the semester.

What Slytherin values ​​is interests, and they are indeed very united in the matter of the Academy Cup.

Since Shire can add points for it, unless there is a family that has a particularly good relationship with the Prewett family, no one will do anything to Shire.

But the Prewett family suffered heavy casualties in the second era of the Dark Lord. It is a Death Eater family and has no particularly good friends.

"You're getting too close to the... Gryffindors."

said Ivan.

"Especially that Mudblood."

Behind, a senior girl from a family of reserve Death Eaters answered, she smiled maliciously, and her smile was a bit ferocious.

Charles narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment.

"Miscia Gump?"

"ha!"

When Ciel called her name, Misia let out a short and sharp laugh, as if she had choked on alcohol, and she looked at Ciel with disdain, as if she were looking at a toad.

After a shrill laugh, she fell silent, looking as if she didn't bother to speak to Charles, or felt that talking to him would tarnish her blood.

Gump.

One of the pure-blood families, not among the twenty-eight families, but a very old family.

Ulrich Gump, three hundred years ago, he was the Minister of Magic at the time, and his portrait has been hung at No. 10 Downing Street, yes, in the Prime Minister's Office.

There is a permanent adhesive spell behind the portrait, and the previous prime ministers have tried their best to remove it. This portrait is also a window for the wizarding world and the Muggle world to transmit news.

In addition to Ulrich, the Gump family has another very famous thing.

Gamp's basic deformation law, yes, this must have been discovered by the Gamp family.

Among the pure-bloods, except for the deformed children, they are actually very good-looking. Misia Gump is also very beautiful. She is a very tall witch with blond hair, black eyes, and evenly spread facial features. She is a well-behaved beauty. Smoky eye makeup with dark circles.

It's a pity that the smirk on her face and exaggerated body movements, as if Bella was alive, reduced her a lot.

If there is a chance, Charles doesn't mind, but if he is struggling to eat her body, Misia is thinking too much.

The Gamps had always been a neutral family, and the expanding population had placed their offshoot, the Mishia branch, under the ranks of the Death Eaters.

"That's my friend."

Charles' tone was relaxed.

"What kind of friends I make doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

Ivan was silent again.

"You're a Slytherin."

"You have to remember that."