Harry Potter and Master of Magic

Thursday afternoon, flight lesson.

Harry felt that this was the darkest class he had ever attended, and he even kissed a boy!

And that boy is the cub he hates the most!

never mind! Don't say it, get up now! How dare that guy stick his tongue out?

...

Harry hurriedly pushed Malfoy away, distanced himself in disgust, kept wiping his lips with his sleeve, and kept spitting.

The same was true for Malfoy. He gave Zhang Hao a vicious look and said angrily, "Hao! Did you do it on purpose? You bastard!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Hao with strange eyes, as if to ask again: Is this true?

"Uh! Listen to me!" Zhang Hao smiled awkwardly: "At that critical moment, I couldn't have imagined it was this far. Trust me, I really didn't mean it!"

Harry picked up the memory ball that fell on the ground, and said to Zhang Hao in a complicated mood: "Hao! Thank you for saving me. If it wasn't for you, I might have been thrown to death!"

Zhang Hao nodded solemnly and criticized: "It's good that you know this! You and Draco are too impulsive. I hope you can think more about the consequences when you do things in the future."

"You don't need to teach me!" Malfoy said angrily.

"Then next time I'll watch you fall to your death!" Zhang Hao said viciously: "In addition, I may report you for breaking the rules first, so I don't have to see your stinky face! Who caused this incident? , you won't forget, Draco?"

"Oh! You won!" Malfoy only thought at this time that he seemed to be in a big trouble just now. He said timidly with hatred, "Don't tell the professor about it."

Zhang Hao didn't want to do anything to the bear boy. He glanced at everyone and said expressionlessly: "Then this is the end of the matter. Nothing happened today, right? Everyone?"

Everyone nodded, and everyone in Slytherin and Gryffindor knew that if they were stabbed, they might lose an important student.

This is the most correct choice for Zhang Hao, and no one has a better way.

In this way, Zhang Hao invisibly established a resourceful image among the two college freshmen.

He drew his wand again, pointed in the direction the broom was flying away, and said, "Excio!"

A worn-out broom flew back from the Forbidden Forest. It was Harry's broom.

"Return the broom to its original position, and don't let the professor see anything." Zhang Hao said lazily.

Everyone hurriedly complied, and after everything was cleaned up, Ms. Hooch returned with Neville.

Ms. Pomfrey's healing technique is obviously not as unreliable as Lockhart's. Zhang Hao estimates that injuries like a broken arm can be cured in the blink of an eye.

Seeing what she imagined on the lawn, Ms. Hooch smiled and asked, "How is it? Children? No accident happened, right?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, without revealing the slightest flaw.

"Very good!" Ms. Hooch said again, "then let's continue the class!"

After a class, basically everyone can fly into the sky.

It's just that Harry didn't join the Quidditch team as early as the original book, and it seems that Gryffindor can't be ashamed.

For this result, Zhang Hao feels pretty good.

After all, he is a Slytherin, and his face will be bright if his team can win!

I heard that the style of the Slytherin team is not very good, but who let the rules allow it?

If the school can make the Quidditch rules stricter, Zhang Hao believes that Slytherin will not be so shameless.

In short, everything is a pot of rules.

...

The flying lesson is over and the day is over.

But things don't seem to be over between Malfoy and Harry, and the two have just completed their first date in their lives.

In the Slytherin common room, Malfoy said excitedly to Goyle and Crabbe: "We told Filch about this,

I think he'll catch Harry for sure. Guess what, will the school expel them? Um? "

"It looks like you want to do something immoral again, Draco?" Zhang Hao said contemptuously: "Dueling is as sacred to wizards as knights, it's just a coward for you to make an appointment and then break it. Hearing what I said in my heart, he is really a guy who has more than enough success! If you want me to say, you are afraid of Harry Potter and dare not duel with him, right?"

"Nonsense!" Malfoy said angrily: "How could I be afraid of him? This is just a little trick! Do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, this is Slytherin's personality."

"No! You are afraid of Potter, you must admit that." Zhang Hao said lazily: "Think about it, what a great feat Potter survived under the death curse of the Dark Lord? You are afraid of this The opponent is normal. If you dare to admit it bravely, I think I will admire you very much. After all, it takes great courage to admit your inner fear.”

"In addition," Zhang Hao paused, and then said: "Using a strategy when you can't do it is called unscrupulous, and when you can, you should be open and aboveboard. Only in this way can you cultivate fearless courage. You must know that courage is not Griffin. What a unique quality."

"What do you know?" Malfoy said angrily, gritted his teeth: "You're just... just a half-blood wizard from a Muggle family! You don't understand the quality of Slytherin at all!"

"Really?" Zhang Hao said disapprovingly: "You are pure blood, but you don't know as much magic as I do. Then why do you think I don't understand the quality of Slytherin? What's more, I came to Hogwarts just to To learn magic, to make yourself stronger, to create more brilliance! To be honest, I understand Slytherin quality is only to educate you ignorant pure-blood believers. I am not a Slytherin student. Proud of Salazar Slytherin, he's just what I want to surpass!"

"No! You are so arrogant!" Malfoy said in disbelief. "How dare you think like that? Slytherin is the greatest wizard, and you want to surpass him?"

Gower and Crabbe were already stunned, they were already stunned by Zhang Hao's domineering aura.

Zhang Hao eased his tone and said comfortably: "Yan Que knows Honghu's ambition, I won't tell you so much. If you don't dare to duel with Harry, then I will go for you. Tomorrow I will preach by the way, See how Draco Malfoy, the representative of the dignified pureblood family, broke his appointment. Those who make mistakes will be punished, no exceptions. Trust me, Draco!"

"Enough!" Malfoy said angrily: "You bastard, isn't it a duel? I can't go?"

Zhang Hao smiled happily: "Very good, you finally did not let me down. I will be your dueling assistant, don't worry! Even if you fail, I can take your place and defeat Gryffindor. Our Slytherin's honor cannot be desecrated. ."

At the same time, he thought to himself, "I finally have the chance to meet the three-headed dog!"