Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

　　 Although Charles felt that his practice of beating two children was not good, I have to say that it was really cool.

　　 It's a pity that this feeling only lasted until I returned to the bedroom.

　　 Seeing what he was thrown out of the dormitory, and then at the door of the dormitory that had obviously been subjected to a strong lock spell, Shire sighed.

　　 Young Master Draco's temper is really big, he thought that the friendship between the two could develop gradually.

　　 But it’s okay, you don’t know each other if you don’t fight, it’s also a kind of friendship!

　　 Anyway, Master Draco has money, so he can buy something better, maybe there is a limited edition of Malfoy.

　　 was once again surrounded by people watching the excitement, but this time it was much less, because there are classes in the upper grades, and only the freshmen are free.

Pansy, this little girl is also a dead house. Seeing that there is no class in the afternoon, she is preparing to go to the dormitory for a day. She has changed into dark blue star-dotted pajamas and is leaning on the door frame of her dormitory, from the female dormitory. Look here.

　　 Noting Charles's gaze, she raised her chin and loved no one, as if she was giving her boyfriend a squeeze.

　　 Brace, who was facing the door, didn't see anyone. This guy was a little uncertain about the origin of Shire. Even he didn't know the names of the Hogwarts elves, so he decided to wait until the situation was cleared before standing in line.

　　 Gore and Crabbe, these two have not returned yet.

　　 Charles did not take out his wand, he put his hand on the doorknob.

　　 "Click!"

　　 The door of the room opened.

　　 There are not many spells in the original book, but there are not many. The Locking Curse is not in the original book. It is a game creation, but in the eyes of Shire, there is no difference.

　　 He pushed open the door and walked in, blocking his eyes from watching the excitement.

　　. . .

　　 Draco seems to have been waiting for him to come back.

　　 But as soon as he walked in, Charles noticed at least three things that were wrong in the room.

　　 Malfoy really has a big family. You have to know that magic items can't be bought with money, they can't be bought with money, but at this time there are three in the dormitory.

　　 Although they are all pranks, once triggered, it is enough for the trigger to drink a pot.

　　 Charles calmly stepped on the carpet that was obviously just put on.

　　 A strong sense of petrification was instantly uploaded from the carpet, but it was silently offset by the iron armor curse on the Shire suit, or exchanged two for one.

　　 The iron armor curse of the clothes and belt is invalid, and the iron armor curse with the inner armor is still alive.

　　 Watching Shire step on the carpet unscathed, Draco's eyes were visibly flustered.

　　 "I thought you would be smarter than I thought!"

　　 But Draco was still very confident. He sat on the chair, keeping his full momentum and talking cruelly.

　　 Taking a step forward, Charles seemed to look uncontrollably at the mirror hanging on the side of Draco's closet, and at this moment, Draco drew his wand abruptly.

　　 "All petrochemicals!"

　　 But Shire's wand only slightly turned an arc, and a wave that seemed to hit the water surface appeared out of thin air, directly refracting the petrification curse back.

　　 Draco immediately stiffened in place.

　　 Shire looked away.

　　 He didn't look in the mirror, that thing should have cast some kind of psychedelic spell, which would make people lose consciousness for a short time.

　　 Unfortunately, the timing is good, and the petrification spell is also used well, but the target is not right.

　　. . .

　　 Charles easily added another petrification spell to Draco, and it was Draco's own spell that was reflected back, and Charles felt that the effect might not last long.

　　 Then, he dragged an equally beautiful high-back chair and sat next to Draco.

　　 "Do you know, things shouldn't have been like this."

"We should have become very good friends. You helped me stop the trouble. You supported my research on potions. You supported my research on alchemy. And I would also be willing to give you my friendship. We are actually stinky. Said it's in good time."

　　 "I don't want to interfere with this co-production because of fear, so I give you the opportunity, time and time again."

　　 "Because for whatever reason, you helped me solve the problem last night, otherwise, the scene at that time would definitely be a hundred times uglier than it is now."

　　 "I'm not talking about me, but about the Prowitt."

"You do not believe?"

　　 Charles turned to look at Draco.

　　 "Your eyes are full of unbelief."

　　 is full of ghosts.

　　 was hit by the petrification curse, even if he couldn't even move his eyes, of course he couldn't see the ghost.

　　 Charles sighed and found a comfortable position on the chair.

　　 Judging from the actions of the two of them, they are almost like two old friends who have known each other for many years, avoiding the roar of their wives, hiding in the cabin by the lake in the forest, drinking and fishing while talking all night.

　　 Recalling the past, boasting about the heroic deeds of my youth and how many girls I had had, and then loudly complain about how difficult my current bad wife is with life and work.

　　 If it wasn't for one of the people who had a stiff face and was petrified and could not move.

"I understand."

　　 "Look, just my small body, only eleven years old, how can I win a fifth grader, right?"

　　 Charles stood up, leaned in front of Draco, and lowered his voice.

　　 "Perhaps... even Voldemort couldn't do it when he was eleven."

　　 Draco still didn't respond.

　　 But Charles knew how Draco should react. He must have been angry at first, ready to take out his dad to shout.

　　 What's wrong with magic, he has a father!

　　 When talking about Felix Prewitt, Draco must be disdainful, thinking that Charles was talking big and going to my dad's second round.

　　 Until now, Shire moved out of Voldemort's name, and he probably finally made Draco aware of something wrong, but this fear is still facing the mysterious person, not facing the Shire.

　　 "Don't laugh, I'm serious, not bragging, he can't do it, but I can do it."

　　 "So can you think that I am better than Voldemort."

　　 Charles smiled brilliantly.

　　 It's a pity that Draco didn't support him.

　　 "Do you know, I actually admire your father, he swayed repeatedly, but he was always able to make the most correct decision to save the family."

　　 "Although it is very embarrassing, but the investment direction is correct, he will always make the most correct decision at the most critical moment."

　　 "You always talk about your father, I just think you want to surpass him too, surpass your father's generation, surpass your own father, let them see!"

　　 Charles was silent for a moment.

　　 "...Forget it, I know you, you don't, you are really persuaded."

　　 "But now there is an opportunity. You don't need to be brave enough to get a lot of money."

　　 "You invest in me."

　　 "Just like your grandfather was very optimistic about Tom Riddle."

　　 Charles used his wand to draw a line of burning text in the air in front of Draco.

　　 "Tom Riddle."

　　 Then the magic wand turned slightly, and the text changed accordingly, and the flame re-transformed in the air, forming a new line of text.

　　 "Voldemort."

　　Draco still didn't respond.

　　 Charles came with a disappointed expression.

　　 "You are so boring."

　　 "Well, I admit that I am not as charismatic as Tom Riddle and Gellert Grindelwald, but I also have my strengths, that is, I am very direct!"

　　 "It's like now."

　　 But there is no doubt that Draco still has no response.

　　 "I see, you still don't believe it."

　　 "That way, I will give you a night of thinking time."

　　 "Trust me, this will be the most correct decision you have made."

　　Charle took a step back~www.wuxiahere.com~ With a single tap of his wand, Draco felt that the petrification spell on his body had been lifted, and he stood up immediately with a distorted and weird expression, like a crazy lunatic.

　　 He looked at Shire incredulously

　　 "You are crazy..."

　　 Before he finished his words, he saw Charles point his wand to his feet again.

　　 "Pay attention to your feet."

　　 Draco lowered his head subconsciously. He saw a brilliant arc of light spreading quickly on the ground around him. In an instant, the cold stone floor of the dormitory disappeared, and replaced by a blue sky and white clouds.

"what!"

　　 A sense of weightlessness came, and Draco only had time to let out a scream before he fell down and disappeared.

　　 Charles raised his head, put his hands on his eyes, and looked up. Under the ceiling, there was another portal.

　　 There is also a whole blue sky and white clouds.

　　 But after waiting for a while, but still no Draco figure fell out, Charles could only sigh and shook his head.

　　 "My fault, the distance seems to be too long, but it doesn't matter, let him fly for a while."

　　 Picking up the book of Principles of Magic, Charles half-layed on the bed, and by the way asked Enjin to make himself a cup of coffee. Enjin is a rare house-elf who can make coffee.

　　 Charles has always been curious about which elves descended from the pure-blood family, and with whom he learned it.

tasty.

　　 Putting down the coffee, Charles let out a comfortable sigh.

　　 "Slytherin today."

"what!"

　　 Accompanied by a scream of panic, Draco's figure quickly disappeared between the two portals.

　　 "It's beautiful too."