harleyscars Chapter 128 Parseltongue
Chapter 128 Parseltongue
Chapter 128 Parseltongue
"Are you doing well in class? Classmate!" Flint sneered, completely unaware that he was a senior.
"Yes, I am convinced, you are very strong!" Linde walked over slowly, picking up the wand turned into a branch.
Linde's indifference made Flint feel as if he had punched the cotton, and he wanted to say something, but at this moment Lockhart on the stage started yelling, "Stop! Stop!"
Linde looked around, the competition with the academy was fairly peaceful, but the duel between different academies like Harry and Malfoy was a mess, Malfoy was lying on the ground, laughing wildly uncontrollably , Harry's legs danced uncontrollably.
Snape glanced at Linde with some disappointment, then frowned and looked around the field. No one cared about what Lockhart said. They either continued to fight each other, or continued to fight.
Many children in the lower grades have long put aside their wands and simply started to conquer each other with their own flesh.The few juniors who used spells, such as Neville and Seamus, might as well use their fists directly.
Linde took a look. Some wizards in the fourth and fifth grades trembled when they cast the spell. Whether they were excited or a little scared, there was no doubt that they hadn't seriously pointed their wands at each other before. Passed classmates.You ask them to cast some joke spells on people, but if you actually cast some practical spells, their hearts would almost jump out, and their hands could not stop shaking.
They have not received any systematic combat training so far. Among all the courses at Hogwarts, only Defense Against the Dark Arts is dedicated to teaching young wizards how to fight against enemies.
But they haven't taken a serious Defense Against the Dark Arts class in all these years.
Even in the future, when Harry and the others were in fourth grade, most of them didn't know what the Unforgivable Curses were!
Snape pressed his wand to his throat, "Quiet!" The low and gloomy voice instantly resounded throughout the auditorium, like a dull thunder.
"Curse stop--"
Snape waved the spell casually, Harry's feet stopped dancing, Malfoy stopped laughing wildly, and they both finally looked up.
A spell split apart, eliminating the different spells on the two people!Linde was behind Snape, watching this scene in amazement!
What kind of high-end operation is this!
"My God, my God," said Lockhart, running off the stage and jumping up and down in the crowd, watching the aftermath of the duel, "you stand up, Ernie... watch out, Miss Fawcett... squeeze hard, blood It'll stop right away, Bout..."
After a while, the auditorium calmed down again. Lockhart stood up on the stage again in a panic and said, "I think I'd better teach you how to stop unfriendly magic."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Snape, seeing a cold light in Snape's black eyes, and immediately looked away. "Volunteer a couple, please—Longbottom and Finlayly, how are you?"
"That's not a good idea, Professor Lockhart." Snape stepped onto the dais again, gliding across the stage like a large vicious bat. "Longbottom can wreak havoc with the simplest of spells. We're going to put the remains of Finlay in a matchbox and send them to a hospital ward."
What he said made Neville's round pink face blush even more.But at this time, no one cared about this, they still stared at Snape on the stage.
"Let's just..." After saying that, Snape's eyes began to scan downwards, but he didn't see Linde's figure.In the end, he could only grit his teeth and "please" Harry and Malfoy to come on stage to show everyone.
In the high place of the auditorium, a crow watched what happened below. As Linde's recorder, what it did most now was to help Linde keep an eye on Harry every day.
Although it doesn't know why the boss attaches so much importance to Harry, but it can hear the fact that every time something related is told to him, the boss will always whisper, "It's the same as I thought!", "According to the inference, this happened This kind of thing is also reasonable!"
"This is just an anonymous club, I have no problem leaving early!" Linde thought indifferently, he thanked Cedric Wood and the others before Snape walked on the stage, and then ran away.
It won't be long before this meeting of the Dueling Club will be over!Andersen flew back before most of them.Linde also knew what happened next.
Malfoy used his Oolong to get out, and then Harry revealed that he was a Parseltongue!
After everyone came back, he saw Harry and the others sitting in the lounge with great interest.
Linde is still very interested in Parseltongue.So he went over there.Before he walked over, he heard Harry struggling to say, "How could he think that I wanted to drive the snake to attack him! It was Lockhart who beat the snake to him! "
"It's okay. He might just be scared by you, not the snake. When he calms down a bit, you can explain it." Ron comforted in a low voice.
Linde came directly to them and sat down.
"What's the matter? I heard that something happened at the Dueling Club!" Linde sat down and asked naturally.
"Stop it, Harry is a Parseltongue!" Ron said angrily.Harry yelled softly, "I don't know either! I don't even know what Parseltongue is unless you tell me!"
"Parseltongue? Really?" Linde asked with great interest, "I'm quite interested!"
"Interested? You're not kidding!" Jane said.
Linde cast a glance at him, "What's wrong with Parseltongue?"
"Parseltongue is simply the hallmark of Slytherin! Generally speaking, few people like it. It should be said that except for the people in Slytherin, it is difficult for people in other houses to accept it, which is why Harry is so troubled!
Now many people keep him at a respectful distance, because the last Parseltongue left a deep impression on everyone! "
"The last one? Voldemort?" Linde said nonchalantly, "I heard he seems to have Slytherin blood!"
"Hey! Don't say that name, I feel chills all over my body when I say it." Ron couldn't help but increase his voice.
Linde spread his hands and smiled helplessly. It was purely quick talk just now.
"That's right, it's Voldemort. It is said that there are countless poisonous snakes around him forever, and they will kill everyone who dares to approach him!" Jane deliberately said in the tone of a horror story.Ron was so frightened that he lay prone on the table, not daring to raise his head.
"If the viper here refers to those Death Eaters, most of whom were born in Slytherin, then this description is acceptable."
Here, Jane is from Germany.Linde, Harry, and Hermione were all Muggle-born.He is the only one who has received the education of Voldemort's unspeakable name since he was a child.
Except for him, no one else cares about this title. "If only I could call this name as chicly as you guys, but I tremble when I think about it!" Ron whispered with his head in his arms.
(End of this chapter)