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    Slytherin Code of Conduct Ten: Honor is more important than anything else

    After the dinner, Principal Dumbledore announced some school rules in an old-fashioned way, which was nothing more than about not doing magic in the corridors during recess, or not being allowed to go to the Forbidden Forest. Draco found it unimaginable, and he listened to these clich¨¦s.  Six years, and I will continue to listen to it for another six or seven years in the future!  Oh, the principal did not forget to emphasize the danger of the restricted area in the corridor on the third floor. At the same time, Draco felt the eyes under the half-moon glasses glance towards Harry - this little Gryffindor lion was under the Slytherin table.  The only one who laughed at the ban.

    Draco yawned and listened to it all, and then quickly raped the school song under the direction of the principal. He had been used to it for the past six years, but he saw that Harry's face was a little pale.

    It was time to go back to the dormitory. Prefect Frywalker stood up and said, "All first graders, follow me."

    Harry tugged on Draco's sleeve, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly covered his forehead, "Ouch!"

    "how?"

    Harry pointed to his forehead strangely, "It felt like it was burning, just now."

    Draco immediately looked up. Everyone was walking out, including the teacher. Then he saw the big turban on the back of Professor Quirrell's head, the legendary host body of the Dark Lord and said nothing.

    In the Slytherin cellar, you first have to go through the hall to the basement door, and then you have to go through a long and winding downward staircase and an almost lost corridor before you reach the door of the common room. It is inevitable to go underground all the way.  It's a bit dark, so when you reach a wall, if no one tells Harry, he will definitely not be able to find the door. It just looks like a stone wall, very dark and inconspicuous.  However, when the prefect said the password "brilliant", Harry was surprised to find that a stone door opened there. Through the shadows of heads and figures, he could see that it was very bright inside, and it seemed to be really brilliant.

    Draco rolled his eyes in displeasure with Malfoy. The word 'brilliant' was so quickly used as a password by Flewock. Finally, he didn't use 'Potter' directly.

    As soon as you enter the Slytherin public room, there are two huge silver snake statues, towering into the ceiling, like two door gods guarding the door, one on the left and one on the right.  The ceiling is made up of pieces of ink-colored round stones, with dots of green and silver light shining on them. It looks like the ceiling is a huge crystal gem mine.  The ground is made of almost silvery white birch and green evergreen cinnamon to form a college pattern. The fire in the fireplace completely drives away the coldness of the cellar, and there are elaborate carvings around the fireplace. Each cluster of carved chairs in front of the fireplace is  They are all covered with thick pure wool carpets, and there are many fluffy and soft-looking cushions scattered in many places, each one embroidered with complicated yet different gorgeous patterns.

    The four walls of the lounge were decorated with a large number of exquisite tapestries. Silver threads of unknown materials were mixed into the tapestries, which looked like silver was flowing all the time.  The huge snake-shaped chandelier hanging from the center of the ceiling and a circle of small snake-shaped chandeliers around it illuminated the entire lounge brightly. Harry even suspected that the snake's eyes were made of real gems.

    After entering the lounge, the old students gradually branched out from the two corridors, one on the left and the other on the right, leading deeper inside, where their dormitories were located, but before the freshmen could enter the dormitories, they had to wait.  The Dean's words.

    There were no more people coming and going at the door of the common room, and all the little snakes had stayed where they should be. At this time, the door of the common room opened again. Professor Snape, with black hair, black face, and black robe,  Floating in from the door like a mountain, and finally standing in front of the largest and most gorgeous fireplace in the lounge, he suddenly turned around and faced the little snakes who were smiling just now with a stern face.

    In an instant, the ever-constant buzzing of gnats in the room disappeared.

    Professor Snape glanced around and said, "Since you are already standing here, I have to say, welcome." His voice was magnetically low and soft, but it was like the sharpest knife cutting against your throat.  In the past everyone couldn't help but swallowed their saliva, and the hair on their hair stood up.

    "Slytherin has valued honor above all else since its establishment. We enjoy the pride, prestige, respect, and admiration and admiration that Slytherin brings to us from all directions, and we repay it with practical actions, continuing the legacy of Slytherin for thousands of years.  The excellence and nobility of Leitlin.¡±

    Professor Snape used his pair of dark pupils that showed no light at all to wash away the pile of immature little snakes below one by one. He especially spent more time on someone's son and someone's son.  Making sure everyone was paying attention to every word he said, "So - in Slytherin, there's no"??Excited, "It's almost there."

    "Okay, then follow my command, one, two, three -"

    "The flames are blazing."

    The two young voices came together, and a dazzling light flew out from a wand and hit the fireplace. With a bang, the charcoal in the fireplace burned happily, trying to radiate heat to the room - it was from Germany.  There was only a tiny spark coming from Rakko's wand, but Harry's.

    "Draco" Green eyes blinked.

    Draco pointed with his wand at the 'brazier chandelier' above their heads, "That one is yours tonight!"

    Then Draco started to walk around the room. In order not to interfere with Harry's practice, he silently cursed and threw dozens of them out. He threw them out in the bedroom and the bathroom. He was very busy, and the green-eyed cat  The animal squatted in the middle of the ground and used the wand to poke the brazier chandelier on the top of his head. The crackling magic sparks of various colors spurted out from the wand and bloomed in the mid-air of the bedroom, like fireworks in the night sky

    ****

    At night, the fire in the fireplace gradually weakened, and the brazier chandelier above his head dimly emitted a dim yellow light, softly bringing a ray of light. Harry lay on the comfortable and warm big bed, hugging a bone-shaped pillow and excitedly  Rolling around, he just used his wand to emit a successful, bright, and powerful red magic flame for the first time¡ª¡ª

    Although the chandelier was almost blown to rubbish;

    Although thanks to Draco¡¯s timely magic blocking, his hair and clothes were saved from being burned;

    Although it was Draco who cleaned up the mess in the end;

    Although Draco scolded him,

    But, that was his first time after all!

    "Draco," Harry looked through the embroidered curtains at the shadowy opposite side and needed to confirm again, "can that spell really be cast by a fourth year student?"

    "Because it requires a very concentrated release of magic power, it is not suitable for young people."

    But he showed it!  Harry was proud.

    "Is it all because of that notebook?"

    "Helps you control the magic that causes you to be overly energetic and run amok." Draco paused for a moment and then added, "This is also considered one of the dark arts."

    Harry sat up suddenly, "Dark magic? Isn't that evil?"

    "Magic that is unconventional and accompanied by uncontrollable dangers is called black magic. But danger leads to constant accidents, and people gradually distort it."

    Harry muttered nonchalantly, "There's nothing wrong with taking shortcuts. It got me to the fourth grade level. I think if the school should do the same, we could graduate early."

    "The purpose of the school's existence is to serve the majority of people. Even if a wizard with ordinary talents and qualifications follows the instructions in the notebook, it will not be effective and may become a squib."

    "Squib?"

    "A wizard who has lost his magic. Becomes like a Muggle."

    Harry suddenly started to feel scared. No wonder he was called black magic. Think about it, if he was not careful, he would never be able to return to the wizarding world!

    "What a risk!" Harry couldn't help but marvel.

    "Idiot! The wizard's magic is like wine. It is true that over time, when the wine in the bottle accumulates to a sufficient amount, it can make people drunk, but if it is high-purity whiskey, even if it is only a small glass,  The same effect can be achieved. You are the heir of the ancient Potter family, and possibly a descendant of the Peverell family (derived from the perfect ancestral Cloak of Invisibility). It was determined at birth that you were a bottle of  How could "Aurora Vodka", instead of some third-rate "Butterbeer", become a squib? If you really become a squib because of this, you still have the shame to complain, just be a squib honestly and remain anonymous for the rest of your life so as not to lose your reputation.  Te family¡¯s face!¡±

    I got scolded again.

    Harry, the little black cat, chewed his fish bone pillow and twisted on the bed for a while, then started to chuckle secretly again. Anyway, he was very powerful, beyond the abilities of ordinary wizards. At least now he didn't have to worry about the start of classes.  He knows how to hang his tail in every grade - the naturally optimistic little lion is very satisfied with this conclusion.

    "Dracothank you."

    "Close your eyes and sleep!"

    "Good night then."

    "Good night." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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