Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Principal room.

　　 "That's what you said, he is not dangerous."

　　 In the corner, Severus Snape's deep voice came, so rich, like a potion that had been boiled for a long time.

　　 "He almost killed his classmate."

　　 "He is only in the first grade."

　　 Snape's voice was calm, but Dumbledore, who had worked with him for a long time, could hear it, and the clear mockery in his tone almost overflowed.

　　 Harry enrolled, and of course it immediately became the focus of Dumbledore and Snape's attention. With his staring eyes, the contents of his head had long been lost.

　　 Wonderland?

　　 Snape felt that he should reassess the extent of Harry Potter's troubles.

　　 Then he saw an extremely terrifying existence in Harry's memory.

　　 A silent person.

　　 Snape knew the Silent, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, because the existence of the Silent had disappeared during Voldemort's time.

　　The Silent One was born because little wizards constantly suppressed the normal burst of magic power. This was caused by the environment. In the era when humans were still very unfriendly to wizards and magic power more than half a century ago, there would be many little wizards in this situation.

　　 But now, with the increasing acceptance of various kinds of magic schools, the admission system of the major magic schools is getting better and better, and there are almost no small wizards that have this problem again.

　　 But as an erudite master of potions, Snape could still understand the horror of the Silent through books and materials.

　　 But he has never had an intuitive understanding.

　　 Now he has it.

　　 This is not the point. The point is that Dumbledore let this guy enter Hogwarts even as if nothing happened.

　　At this moment, Snape really felt that maybe Dumbledore's head had been glued to the sweet and greasy syrup, like a smashed blessing.

　　 It is rare for Dumbledore not to eat Xiaoqiang raw, but to pinch a bibidu flavored bean.

　　 seemed to have some unpleasant taste, his old face wrinkled together.

　　 "Would you like to taste it?"

　　 He pushed Bibi Duo Weidou forward.

　　 Snape tried to kill Dumbledore with his eyes. He tried for many years, but he never succeeded.

　　 "He is in Slytherin."

　　 After a long silence, Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped it, finally speaking.

　　 But a word made Snape's eyes more hollow.

　　 What does this mean? Could it be that the silent person is not in Gryffindor and is not with Harry Potter, so he can let him do whatever he wants in Slytherin.

　　He cares about Harry Potter, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about Slytherin, he is the dean of Slytherin, and his godson is still in Slytherin!

　　 "You are the Dean of Slytherin."

　　 Dumbledore said again.

　　 "Mr. Chardiemo and Miss Hermione Granger..."

　　 The old man's voice stopped abruptly.

　　 But Snape had already understood what Dumbledore meant. This scene was so familiar, it was like a copy of a certain person back then.

　　 "We should all be happy, Harry will be a good boy."

　　 Snape twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to show a sneer or something, but in the end he didn't twitch.

　　James. . Potter!

　　 "We should be more happy, I don't have the terrible talent of the Dark Lord."

　　 Snape said blankly.

　　 Dumbledore didn't seem to care, and even smiled.

　　 "Don't belittle yourself, Severus."

　　 Seeing that Dumbledore couldn't ask anything, he couldn't figure out what the old bee was thinking. Snape turned around and slammed his robe and left the principal's room heavily.

　　. . .

　　 He did not understand what Dumbledore thought.

　　The silent is a threat. According to Ministry of Magic Decree No. 42, once an uncontrolled silent is found (and there is no controlled silent), the Auror must be dispatched to control it immediately, and the Auror can be destroyed when necessary.

　　 Snape didn't know what it meant to be a silent person over ten years old and free to control.

　　 Because according to books and scattered materials, the silent will only appear among the little wizards under ten years old. Snape doesn't know what the silent ones above ten represent.

　　 He only knows that this thing is dangerous.

　　 As a result, Dumbledore not only allowed him to enter the school, and concealed the Ministry of Magic, but now it seems that he intends to ignore it.

　　 Of course Snape knew that with Dumbledore’s old cunning, he would certainly not ignore it, he had his own plan.

　　 just don't want to tell him.

**** it!

　　 Otherwise, he would not be reminded through the portrait that Gore and Crabbe had been taken away by that person.

　　 When he hurried to the vicinity of the Ravenclaw Observatory, the dispute seemed to have ended. He found Gore and Crabbe in an abandoned classroom, and the two seemed to be strongly frightened.

　　 He asked sternly what happened, but the two of them couldn't say it. They used the mind to explore the memory, but they could only see a blur.

　　 Snape immediately judged that this was not only a fright, but also a magic he had never seen before.

Although he couldn’t ask anything, he was able to see some clues based on his experience during Snape’s war. For example, Crabbe’s pale face was caused by a lot of blood loss. His neck seemed to be healed, but still Reluctant to see some traces of separation.

　　Vicious cutting spell.

　　 The abandoned classroom was cleaned up, but Snape could still feel something. In the era when the Dark Lord was popular, the homes of the opponents who were slaughtered by them were filled with this smell.

　　 death.

　　 Dumbledore also said that Chardiemo’s situation is very similar to him, **** be like him, he was not as dangerous as Chardiemo, and far less than him. . It's so spicy.

　　 But Dumbledore didn't say anything. He hinted vaguely that Slytherin's Dean was himself, and now it was time for him to perform his duties as Dean.

　　 And how to do it depends on him.

　　 Snape's expression was empty.

　　He couldn't refuse. Dumbledore didn't have energy on this silent person for the time being, probably because Harry had just entered school and Dumbledore needed more energy to deal with his affairs.

　　There are magic stones.

　　 That’s why he threw this errand to him, and he had to take it, because he couldn’t distract Dumbledore.

　　 Because Harry is more important.

　　. . .

"what!"

　　 Charles yawned and got up from the bed.

　　The magic wand flashed a light, and suddenly stopped Draco who was still falling. He canceled the portal, walked over, and saw that Draco had fallen into a coma.

　　 There is an unpleasant smell permeating him.

　　 "Clean up"

　　 Seeing that the two people share the same interests, Charles helped him clean up, thanking the magic, otherwise Draco might be like this one day.

　　 "Hey! Wake up! Wake up!"

　　 Charles slapped Draco on the face, and after about a few minutes, Draco gradually came to his senses with his perseverance and unremitting efforts.

　　 Upon seeing this, Charles was very happy.

　　 "You are awake, you are going to class."

　　 Draco's expression was distorted, he looked at Shire in horror, as if he had no sense of his own.

　　Okay, just a joke, Charles didn't force him to go to class, holding Draco's chin, Charles poured him half of life and death.

　　 is enough for him to rest for a whole day.

　　 Charles opened the door and walked out.

　　 There are not many courses in the lower grades, but the upper grades are still very busy, especially in the morning.

　　 But there are still some senior students in the fourth and fifth grades, drunk and dreaming, lying crookedly in the common room. They are filled with the smell of alcohol, all kinds of spices, and even fascination.

　　 These young wizard boys and girls almost immediately dragged the set from the magical drama to the corrupt and decadent youth drama.

　　 is really pure blood. Every day they know that they are in their own small circle of friendship. They should have another kind of friendship or small gathering last night.

　　 There is no way. As the number of pure blood increases, there will be more activities like this, and they are all handsome men and beautiful women. Because of ugly people, they are not eligible to participate.

　　 But, how do you feel that these guys are still those of yesterday, are they the background wall!

　　 Charles walked through the common room.

　　 Seeing Charles coming out, Pansy stretched her neck and looked back. She frowned because she didn't see her familiar and handsome Draco.

　　 "Draco. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 When Shire came over, she stopped in front of Shire one step at a time.

　　 Pansy is not tall, half a head shorter than Charles, but the little girl is not afraid. She raised her chin and pointed her nostrils and mouth at Charles.

　　 looks strange from this angle.

　　 "He is still sleeping."

　　 Charles laughed.

　　 Pansy was very dissatisfied with this answer. The little girl took out her wand and wanted to teach Shire a lesson, but Shire just smiled and shook her wand away with her fingers, and walked past her.

　　 Pansy was taken aback, and when she turned her head, she found that Shire's person had disappeared.

　　 Damn mixed blood! Stomping bitterly, Pansy decided to keep this account in mind.

　　Draco didn't show up, Pansy was still very worried. After all, she saw the conflict yesterday. No one knew what Draco was like as a childhood sweetheart.

　　 A little bit embarrassed, like magic, and even a hands-on fight might not even be able to beat her. If that hybrid really dared to offend the majesty of pure blood, then. .

　　 "Where are Gore and Crabbe?"

　　 Pansy asked impatiently.

　　 These two idiots haven't seen anyone since last night.

　　 Blaise spread out his hands, and did not take Miss Pansy to his heart, because he was showing a chic smile, concentrating and making eye contact with a third-year elder sister lying reclining on the sofa not far away.

　　 It's really inconvenient to go to the dormitory without the follower. . Wait, Pansy paused suddenly.

　　 Why does she always want to let Gore go see Draco's situation, why doesn't she go by herself, and Slytherin's men's bed doesn't prohibit girls from entering.

　　 After thinking and thinking, Pansy thinks this is feasible.