Snakes in Hogwarts

Do you want to save him?

Looking at Neville, who had completely lost control of the broomstick in the sky, two voices rang in Andros' mind, whether to save or not.

Time returned to ten seconds ago, before Ms. Hooch's whistle sounded, probably because of nervousness, Neville did not control the broomstick in his hand.

Like a champagne cork sprayed out of a wine bottle, he rose rapidly at a catapult start speed, ten feet, twelve feet, flying broomstick amid Neville’s horrified eyes and desperate shouts. Take him higher and higher.

"Look at this silly guy, do you really want to save him? Don't you always think he is a stupid who can't do everything well?" An evil undisguised voice came from Andros' heart. Sounded.

What shocked Andros was that he could hear that it was his own voice.

"Just let him fall, you don't have to do anything, no one will say anything to you, right?" the evil voice continued, his voice sounded so alluring.

"Why don't you save him! He is your friend!" Another voice sounded from the bottom of Andros' heart.

That's also Andros' voice, but the sense of hearing is completely different. If the previous voice is a dark and evil whisper, this voice is very immature, but it is full of positive energy from the sun, which makes people can't help but associate it. Twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with a sense of justice.

"Friend? Hehehe, in your heart, do you really treat him as a friend, Andros? Do you dare to ask your own heart? Is he your friend?"

Do you consider Neville a friend?

At this moment, Andros couldn't help but feel a little confused.

To be honest, their communication is not deep, and if it weren't for Neville's brilliant appearance in the original work, Andros would have treated this chubby boy as a genius similar to Gore.

Even so, their relationship is just a nodding acquaintance, which depends somewhat on Hermione's face.

"Don't be silly, a snake will never make friends with a lion, even a sheep in a lion's skin." The evil voice seemed to have a convincing magic.

"Ender, snakes only make friends with snakes."

"Don't listen to him! Whether he is your friend or not, you shouldn't be indifferent. If you don't help, he may die!" The immature voice cried out anxiously.

"Do you have the heart to watch an innocent life suffer an accident because you are unwilling to help?"

"Haha~ Naive thoughts, everything he is enduring now is completely caused by his own stupidity. What does it have to do with you?

You don't need to feel cheap guilt for not helping him.You know the plot, don't you?

According to the plot, he will only suffer minor injuries."

"But, what if the plot changes?"

"What if he unfortunately broke his neck instead of his wrist when he fell?"

"So you won't feel guilty for a lifetime?" The immature voice kept questioning.

"When you have the ability to prevent things from getting worse, why do you pin your hopes on others?"

"Every night, before going to bed, can you bear this kind of condemnation?"

"Save him, then? Save a Gryffindor in front of all the Slytherin freshmen? Do you know the consequences of doing this? You will be isolated by the Snake Academy, and the Lions Academy will not accept you. does it worth?"

Two very different voices are constantly arguing in Andros' heart, like two annoying flies constantly buzzing in your ears.

What's even worse, even if you cover your ears, the sound will linger in your mind.

"Enough! You two! Shut me up!"

With a vicious rant in his heart, Andros has no time to think about it. After such a while, Neville's situation has taken a turn for the worse.

The time for thinking seems to be long, but actually only a few seconds have passed.

At this moment, the broom has taken Neville to an altitude of at least twenty feet, perhaps because Neville has put all his weight on the tail of the broom, and it is now gradually tilting downward.

This means it is slowly turning into a vertical stick in the air.

And Neville, blushing, desperately holding the broom, judging from the boy's trembling body, he was almost at the limit.

After a few more seconds, he could no longer hold the broom, Neville's body slipped off the broom a little bit, and finally, he fell from there.

"Ah~~~!" Several Gryffindor girls screamed in horror.

"Keep changing!" Before he could think about it, Andros drew out his wand, aimed at the clearing under Neville and shouted.

Loud spells, correct casting gestures, and most importantly, a firm will.

In the transformation class, Professor McGonagall's teaching echoed in Andros' ears.

The invisible magic power wandered through Andros' body, followed the blood, through the muscles, and gathered on his wand. Then, the magic power continued to condense and compress, and finally turned into an invisible spell, hitting The clearing below Neville's fall point.

The original green grass began to change rapidly, the ground began to collapse, and the soil began to become muddy. In the blink of an eye, a two-meter-diameter circular pool was formed.

It is said to be a pool, but in fact it is more like a swamp, a mud pool composed of moist and dense soil.

"boom!!!"

Neville fell severely into the mud that Andros used Transfiguration to conjure, splashing a large amount of mud.

This is really not that Andros deliberately wanted to spoof Neville and make him make a fool of himself.

With his current level of polymorphism, it is not enough to completely transform the grass into a pool in such a short time.

In order to ensure the safety of Neville, he has only one choice. Compared with water, which has completely different properties from soil, mud, a substance in between, is more suitable for novices like Andros.

As for why not use the Levitating Curse?

Just kidding, do you think you are Dumbledore?

Andros didn't think he could use a spell to catch such a small fat man falling at high speed.

Not to mention the consumption of magic power, he can't guarantee whether he can catch the target with magic power alone.

I really need to use the Levitation Curse, that is what hurt him!

"Merlin!"

Ms. Hooch ran all the way to Neville's side, her face as pale as Neville's.The lady leaned over to examine Neville, who was still in shock.

"It's okay, kid, it's okay," she comforted softly.

"Don't worry, you are not injured, but just in case we have to go to the school infirmary to check it out. Okay, let's get up first." Regardless of the mud, Ms. Hooch helped Neville up from the ground. .

"Thanks to your curse, Slythering is very much." Ms. Hooch first glanced at Andros with admiration, then turned her head and scanned the students not far away with eagle-like eyes.

"Now, I'm sending this child to the hospital, and none of you are allowed to move! Everyone put the flying broomsticks back where they were, otherwise, before you have time to say'Quidditch', you will be driven out of Hogwarts gate Yes, I promise!"

With this warning, Ms. Huo Qi left with the shivering Neville.

"Why are you saving that Gryffindor?"

After Madam Hooch was gone, Draco questioned, he had long felt that Andros was wrong.

It was also in Snape's potions class before. He really didn't expect that Andros would offer to help a Gryffindor, and now he saved this fool who can't even fly.

And, if I remember correctly, it was the same person both times.

Not only him, but the little snakes in Slytherin stared at Andros, waiting for his answer.

"As you can see, it's purely for scoring."

Andros looked as usual, and no one could guess what he was thinking of.

Is it really for scoring?