Snakes in Hogwarts

"Are you all right, Ender."

That evening, in the underground lounge of Slytherin, Malfoy still asked the little snakes concerned.

"Everyone is worried about you."

They all witnessed what happened in the flight class. Somehow, Andros' broomstick had a problem, which caused him to fall from a height of at least thirty feet.

"It's okay, Madam Pomfrey said I suffered some bruises, there is no major problem, otherwise she would not be able to release me from the school infirmary, thanks to the iron armor curse I just learned the other day."

Andros' words caused a commotion on Slytherin's long table.

"Cool!"

"Iron Armor Curse?"

"Merlin's beard! That's a spell that seniors can master. How did you learn it?" Draco's face still looked like an unbelievable ghost.

Xiaolong's gray eyes widened. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that Andros had mastered the iron armor curse without saying a word.

He is a first-year student!

Is the gap really that big!

Once, for a while, Draco felt that the gap between the two people was not that big. This illusion of good self was especially strong when he fumbled for flying in Andros flight class.

But in a blink of an eye, Andros has even mastered the Iron Armor Curse!

This huge gap made Draco wonder about life in a daze.

"While you are thinking about troubles with the so-called savior, Draco. As long as you can spend time fighting with him on going to the library, you can do it too." Change the topic euphemistically.

He couldn't bear to hit this little dragon who cared about himself.

Sometimes the gap between people can be so big.

"Don't be silly, Ender, besides you, who do you see among the other Slytherin first-year freshmen in the library every day?"

When he heard that he was going to the library, Draco waved his hand again and again. He was still young and didn't want to waste his great youth in the library.

Rather than this, Draco would rather go and play wizard chess with Zabini in the comfortable Slytherin underground lounge, although in Andros' view, he is not the latter's opponent at all.

"Sometimes I really think the sorting hat should assign you to Ravenclaw."

Who is the fool?

Andros smiled without saying a word.

...

"That won't work," Senior Sister Farley walked over with a grin.

"If Ender, you are actually assigned to Ravenclaw, no one will help Slytherin earn points. I heard that you earned 10 points in flight lessons? Good performance."

She spared no effort to praise.

It is not difficult to see that she now has a very good sense of Andros, because the latter's frequent scoring allows Slytherin to lead other colleges in the College Cup by a big margin.

And this is on the premise that they haven't used the little tricks they used to win the championship a few years ago.

Thinking of this, Senior Sister Farley is in a better mood. She will graduate from Hogwarts in a year. It is always good to be able to get an extra Academy Cup before leaving.

That way, Slytherin would have won seven consecutive championships!

Win another next year, eight consecutive championships!

Senior Sister Farley thought happily, if nothing else, Slytherin would definitely win the Academy Cup this year.

Well, if nothing happens.

...

I really don't know why they are so obsessed with the Academy Cup, isn't it just a golden broken trophy.

Andros curled his lips in disdain.

Of course, these words are just thinking about it in my heart. After all, Slytherin still respects a sense of collective honor, and almost every little snake has a competitive character.

"However, how did I hear that you almost fell off the broom? Didn't you get hurt?" Senior Sister Farley asked.

"No, I don't know what's going on. I was practicing flying at a low altitude very close to the ground. Ms. Hooch blew the whistle to let us land. I was about to do this, but suddenly, the broom began to be affected. Take control.

It shook violently, took me higher and higher and was still trembling, completely out of my control, I could no longer control the broom, and fell from above."

Andros carefully described the plot at the time, including how violently the damn broomstick shook, how many times he was almost thrown off by the out-of-control broomstick.

His expressive ability is very good, which caused these little wizards to exclaim from time to time.

Speaking of the excitement, several junior Slytherin girls including Pansy couldn't help covering their mouths.

Merlin, he is so powerful!

Looking at Andros, who was calm and calm, Pansy found that some changes had quietly occurred in his heart. When meeting Andros' gaze, the girl blushed and bowed her head for the first time.

What's up with her?

Andros shook his head with some doubts. He glanced at Pansy inadvertently, and the latter escaped his gaze in a panic.

This eldest lady from the Parkinson's family has a very feminine character. She is usually very carefree and handles the relationship with boys and girls very well.

Forget it, think about yourself.

Andros put away his thoughts, even though he is now praised by the little snakes and the stars, people are all admired for the brilliant curse he showed.

But the truth is only known to Andros himself.

He almost got out of it.

That iron armor curse is the most successful one he has released so far.

Before that, he had never successfully cast an iron armor curse with such a high defensive strength.

At that time, the invisible magic power gathered in front of Andros, constantly combining and compressing, forming a strong shield, avoiding his direct intimate contact with the ground.

With a loud noise, he fell to the ground in a very enchanting posture.

While he was still a little confused, Ms. Huo Qi had already flown from the sky.

The lady checked Andros' body and told him there was no major problem.

However, for safety reasons, she took Andros to the school medical room for a comprehensive physical examination.

This made him miss today's dinner, and he has not returned to the lounge until now.

And Andros is really hard to forget the expression on Neville's face when he was also sent in by Ms. Hooch.

The two of them have beds next to each other, but fortunately there is a white curtain that separates them..

Blame that damn broken broom!

...

"But how can something go wrong with the broom?"

"I don't know, maybe something is wrong with the broom." Andros is not all-knowing and omnipotent, and he can only have a rough guess in his heart for things other than the plot.

"I said, the broomsticks in school are really broken!"

"I really don't know where my father gave Dumbledore so much money every year!"

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"Damn it!"

At the same time, two Slytherin students were talking softly in a place where the light could not be found. They were sitting on the other side of the lounge. The dim light made it difficult to see their faces from a distance.

Seeing Andros surrounded by people, the younger boy among them waved his fist angrily.

"Brother, why does that guy have nothing to do!"

If Andros were here, he would definitely hear that it was the voice of Marsol Flint.

It was the loser who was enchanted into the infirmary during the duel of the new student.

"How did I know that guy actually learned the Iron Armor Curse!" Marcus Flint, Marcus Flint, Marshall's cousin, replied irritably.

"Now what!"

"Forget about it, don't talk nonsense everywhere, don't be caught by someone, let alone let him doubt me."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid, I haven't told anyone about this."

"Well, good, don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future."

After a few words, Marcus left in a hurry.

He also didn't expect that Andros actually mastered a lot of spells that senior students might not master, otherwise, he would definitely not use this method to help his cousin.

Yes, the guy standing on the edge of the castle chanting evil spells was him, and it was that spell that caused Andros' broomstick to lose control.

It was about the same as Porter encountered soon after.