Section 1

On Monday morning, Colin Clivie was attacked, and now lying in the ward like a dead person spread throughout the school. Suddenly, rumors spread in the school, and everyone was suspicious. First-year students are always crowded together in groups, as if afraid that if they act alone, they will be attacked. The Slytherins are far from being as excited as they were at the beginning. When a student is actually attacked, the students realize that this is not a joke.

Sauron went to Dumbledore's office, but he met Snape there. The two who hated each other quickly started arguing.

"Do you suspect I did it? I have no reason to attack a first-year student." Sauron said coldly, "I'm not that bored."

"This may not be true. I heard you don't like that kid very much." Snape said slowly, with a provocative expression on his face.

"If that's the case, the first thing I should deal with in Hogwartsy is you." Sauron stared at Snape.

"Everything calm," Dumbledore said seriously, "It is true that the secret room has been opened. None of us will be the heirs of Slytherin, so there is no need to suspect each other."

"Slytherin's only living bloodline is Voldemort, and only he can open the secret room. But he cannot enter Hogwarts unless-" Sauron said and glanced at Snape, "Someone helped him."

Snape's face suddenly became gloomy. He stared at Soren angrily, and Soren refused to give in at all.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen," Dumbledore said loudly, looking at the confrontation of the two men, feeling helpless. "According to my news, Voldemort is now hiding in the jungle of Albania."

Sauron snorted coldly, no longer looking at Snape, and then said slowly, "We are very passive now. No matter what method the other party uses to open the secret room, he is secret and we are in the open. There are so many students in the school, we cannot check one by one. We can only wait until he reveals his own strength before we can deal with him."

"It's really cold. Do you mean using students as bait?" Snape said lightly, "or rather, you think that as long as your pure-blooded brother is safe, the life or death of others is not important."

Soren frowned, but did not immediately refute. He looked at Dumbledore, then Snape, and slowly said: "This is the key to the problem - we don't know what the other party's purpose is now. If we just want to deal with those Muggle-born students, or create chaos and panic, it is just a problem; but if the other party has other purposes, such as the resurrection of the Dark Lord, we may have to make the worst plan."

After hearing this, Dumbledore and Snape's expressions became very serious. After a long time, Dumbledore said: "It seems that we can only wait, but the necessary measures should be taken to ensure the safety of the students - at least, no deaths can occur."

After coming out of Dumbledore's office, Sauron met Harry in the corridor to the auditorium lobby, but Ron and Hermione were not with him. Harry saw Sauron's expression a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Sauron looked at Harry and asked a little strangely.

"That, Sauron," Harry said hesitantly, "Can you get the horns of the bicorn and the skin of the African tree snake?"

After hearing this, Sauron raised his eyebrows, "What do you want those things? Do you make potions?"

"Oh, yes... well, in fact, Hermione wants to match the potion, it seems to be a potion used on her hair. You know, she has been dissatisfied with her hair, and it's messy like weeds." Harry said, seeing Soren a little disbelief, adding, "It seems that Pansy Parkinson of your college said something. Hermione seemed to care a lot and never knew where she found a potion recipe."

Sauron curled his lips, not doubting too much, "I have the ingredients, but you are sure that the recipe is safe. I'd better let her ask Mrs. Pomfrey. As for the ingredients, I'll give it to you at noon."

"Oh, that's great." Harry seemed very happy.

"By the way, do you want to spend Christmas this year at school or go out with me to have fun."

Harry hesitated for a long time, "I'd better stay at school, and Ron and Hermione stayed."

Sauron didn't care, "Okay, it's time to go to class now, goodbye." Then he walked towards the classroom on the other side of the corridor, and Harry stood there looking at Sauron's back, his expression was very complicated.

In the Lounge in Granfendo, Harry, Ron and Hermione gathered together and whispered something.

"Now that the ingredients are all in one go, and the next thing is to wait. I think the compound decoction can be completed in about two weeks." Hermione said excitedly.

"I said, Harry, you're OK." Ron patted Harry's shoulder. "We don't have to go to Snape's collection to steal the materials from Soren."

"Indeed, but I didn't expect that Sorenna would really have the materials we want."

Harry didn't respond and seemed unhappy.

"I said, what's wrong with you? I'm so depressed when I came back at noon." Ron asked with concern.

"Nothing, it's just that lying to Sauron makes me feel bad." Harry shook his head and said, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and didn't say anything.

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Section 2

In the room, Isabella and Draco were practicing spell casting, while Sauron and Ibikos stood aside and watched.

"Give away your weapons!" Draco shouted, a bright red light shot from the tip of the wand and shot towards Isabella.

"Armor protection!" Isabella shouted, Drake's spell bounced away in front of Isabella and shot at Ibikos, who waved his hand to break it up.

"Goodly done," Sauron said, and with a wave of his wand, a large bottle of pumpkin juice and two cups appeared on the table, "Drink something and rest."

Isabella and Draco sat at the table, while Soren used their wand to set up a barrier. When Ibikos saw it, she smiled, took out her wand and stood opposite Soren.

Soren and Ibikos face each other and looked at each other for a while. Then Ibikos suddenly raised his wand and pointed it at Soren, "falling down!"

Sauron waved his hand to dissipate the spell into a ball of light mist, and said at the same time: "Except your weapon." The bright red light shot at Ibikos, but Ibikos avoided it lightly, cracking the bookcase behind him, and the book fell all over the floor. Ibikos held the wand and waved it horizontally, and shouted "Flame burst!"

Without any warning, a surging flame suddenly surged around Sauron, as if a huge flame flower wrapped Sauron up at the same time. Sauron held the wand in his right hand, quickly drew a round above his head, and then pointed forward. The flames surrounding him rushed towards Ibicos like a tide. Ibicos narrowed his eyes, raised the wand in front of him with his right hand, and held his right wrist tightly. When the flames rushed to him, they were split on both sides as if they were split by a blade, turning the bookshelf and target behind Ibicos into ashes.

"Wow!" Isabella and Draco sat aside and watched the two of them excitedly. Although Sauron and Ibex did not do their best, it was already a very high level for Drake and Isabella now. Drake looked at the two with envy and awe on his face, while Isabella looked at Sauron, with a hint of fanatical admiration in his eyes.

"It's worthy of being your highness." Ibikos said with a sigh of relief, putting down his hand holding the wand. He looked back at the mess behind him, curled his lips, "Tsk tsk."

"Haha, you performed very well, Ibikos." Sauron also said relaxedly. He looked at the bookshelf that had turned into dust and shook his head, "Forget it, there is no need to repair it, it will automatically restore it when you come next time."

"Tonight is the first party of Gladiator Club. Will Your Highness go?"

Sauron looked at Isabella. Although she didn't say anything, she showed expectations on her face. He thought that Harry would definitely go, so he nodded.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Sauron took Isabella to the hall hall. The long dining table disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along one wall, shining by hundreds of candles floating above the sky. The ceiling once again became as dark as velvet, and almost all the students in the school came, crowded together, and everyone was holding their wands, full of excitement.

They walked to the place where the Slytherins gathered and walked along the students automatically gave up their space to the front. "I don't know who will teach us," Isabella said.

"I think it might be Professor Snape." Draco said, "My father said Professor Snape's blackness..." Before Draco finished speaking, Isabella stabbed him, and he himself realized that it was not appropriate to talk about Snape's black magic here.

"I think it should be Professor Flevy, he should..." Sauron didn't finish his words and turned into a cold snorkeling.

Gidro Lohart walked onto the stage, wearing a purple-red robe, shining with the person around him was Snape, and his usual black clothes.

Lockhart waved to everyone and silence, then shouted: "Come around, come around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? Great! That's right! Professor Dumbledore allowed me to start this small duel club to fully train everyone in case you need to defend yourself one day and use the methods I have used countless times to protect yourself - for details on this, please see my published works."

Looking at Lockhart who was showing off on the stage, Soren had a gloomy face, while Isabella and Drag sneered disdainfully.

"I'll introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," Lockhart said, and smiled loudly, "He told me that he knew a little about the duel, and he also generously agreed to help me with a small demonstration before class. I said, I don't want you little guys to worry - when I finish demonstrating with him, I will return your potion teacher to you intact, don't be afraid!"

"I guess Professor Snape might kill him," Draco whispered beside Isabella. Snape's upper lips curled up and looked at Lockhart with a cold look. The students of Slytherin didn't understand why Lockhart was still smiling. They knew very well that if Snape looked like this, it would mean that someone would be in trouble. Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other and bowed. At least Lockhart bowed, and their hands turned into many tricks, while Snape just shook his head impatiently. Then, they held their wands on their chests like swords.

"As you can see, we hold the wand in a normal duel position," Lockhart said to the silent crowd, "we will cast the first magic when counting to three. Of course, none of us will take the other's life."

"Idiot." Sauron whispered when he saw Snape revealing his teeth. "One...two...three..." The two people raised their wands over their shoulders at the same time. Snape shouted, "Give up your weapons!" A dazzling red light flashed, and Lohart was hit hard and stood unsteadily. He flew backwards out of the stage, hit the wall, and then slipped down and curled up on the floor.
Chapter completed!