In the Slytherin common room, a student spoke enthusiastically.

"Look at the circular venue, the familiar star patterns are exactly the same as the ring in the International Wizard Duel Competition!" Randolph said excitedly.

The people in the lounge raised their heads, and their scrutinized eyes gathered on him. It was quiet all over, and there was only the sound of the faint green lake slowly slapping on the basement windows.

The Greengrass sisters put down the quill pen, and her sister Astoria blinked twice, as if she had discovered something fun. She simply pushed the parchment, ink bottle and thick reference books in front of her to her sister, leaning against the table with one hand, tilting her head to watch the fun, which made her sister Daphne very angry. "Astoria, you little annoying..." Astoria made a face, causing Draco Malfoy, opposite them to sneer.

, He leaned against a sofa chair, Pansy took the place beside him, fiddling with a green and silver-inlaid bow. A little further away, Crab and Gole were eating the chocolate cake, and the cake residue spewed onto the head of Millison Besder. It whimpered, raised its tail, broke away from its master's thick arm and jumped to the front of a first-year witch, "Go away, stupid guy." She said, staring at Randolph's face with a burning gaze.

Randolph was not so nervous that he could not speak because of his gaze. On the contrary, his voice was unnaturally raised. He waved his hand hard, and the newspaper in his hand almost hit the eyes of the student next to him, but he did not notice at all. He focused all his attention on what he was going to say next.

"This shows...my previous guesses are correct. Professor Haypu finally no longer hides his strength!" He whispered, his tone with obvious excitement and final conclusion.

"Has he hidden it?" the male student who was almost hit muttered in a low voice.

"Oh, I mean, if I had that kind of strength, I would definitely want everyone in the world to know it." Randolph's face was a bit of indignation with a performance nature: "You didn't see it. Some time ago, someone in the newspaper slandered the professor, saying that he just knocked down a few drunks..."

"I don't know very well, I didn't go to the Quidditch World Cup finals," the boy said.

"I'm going!" Randolph said excitedly: "The professor is so cool! Swoosh swosh swosh! The spells all over the sky hit him, but they stopped strangely in the air." He gestured a few times, and stopped with unsatisfactory words: "It's a pity that the scene was too chaotic at that time, and no photos were left."

"I know the professor is very strong, but it is impossible for one to beat a hundred, right?" His friend looked suspicious.

"How is it impossible?" Randolph said in a low voice, "The professor saved Potter and the others from the mysterious man, and I heard that a Death Eater died at that time!"

"Randolph!" a student stood up and cried, his face as gloomy as his companions leaning against the rough stone wall. Nott said coldly: "Pay attention to your words."

The first-grade witch opened her eyes wide and suppressed her excited voice in her throat. At the same time, she quietly took out a small green notebook from her pocket, pushed the fat cat away from her intrusion, turned the notebook to find a page marked "Not", and looked at the quarrel in the lounge with anticipation.

"Mafalda! Do you dare to push my cat?" Millison stared at her fiercely.

"Don't make noise," Mafalda waved her carelessly, "Beware that I'll make you up in the story..." This seemed like a terrible threat, Millison flinched at her and reached out to carry her cat back.

The other side

"Did I say something wrong?" Randolph shouted at Nott: "What do you think is wrong with me?"

Nott blushed, and he tried his best to show contempt and anger: "I am asking you to be cautious in your words and actions, and don't discuss the great ones shamelessly."

"Great? Who are you referring to?" Randolph interrupted unceremoniously, "If I understand correctly, are you trying to speak for the mysterious man?"

Nott stared at Randolph angrily, but what made him even more uneasy was that no one in the lounge stood up to help him. The light hanging from his head shone green on his face, making him feel cold.

"I, not...I just think, shouldn't..." he stammered.

"Then just shut your mouth and don't always keep your pure blood theory on your lips," Randolph said sarcastically, "Or I would have thought someone in your family was on the side of the Death Eater!" He sat down in the form of a winner.

The Slytherin Public Lounge was strangely silent, except for Marfalda excitedly writing and painting on the green notes... Nott, in the past month, promoted the concept of mysterious people...it was suspected to be influenced by the Death Eater...

The lower grade students were restless and didn't speak like quails. They were a little older and felt a little uncomfortable. I don't know when it started, but the atmosphere of Slytherin College seemed to have changed.

Regardless of the reputation, Voldemort was once a banner of Slytherin. Before him, he was Phoenias Black, but these two banners fell one after another until Felix Happ appeared. But their relationship with the professor was very complicated. It is said that the professor was treated unfairly by the college when he was in school, which led to him being unable to get close to the college. It was nothing, but as his influence grew, his fame overwhelmed day by day, and now it has finally reached a level that no one can ignore.

Compared with the jaw-dropping results he achieved, other areas that made Slytherin students uncomfortable seemed insignificant.

For example, the tendency of pro-muggle that has been secretly criticized is also completely ignored in the reality that the company of "Future World" is expected to be comparable to the Guling Pavilion in just over a year. There is even a voice: Professor Haipu's unique vision is that he not only easily seizes a lot of wealth, but also puts himself on the cloak of "Friendly Muggle"...

As for the truth, few people care.

When people mention Slytherin Academy, except for the legendary characters such as Salazar Slytherin and Merlin, among the wizards who are still alive, except for the person who cannot even mention their names, the first thing they think of is not Dean Snape, but Felix Happ.

This change happens quietly and is difficult to detect by outsiders, but it is extremely powerful.

One evidence is that when news of the mysterious man’s return emerged, a small group of people were preparing to promote extreme pure blood at Slytherin College just as their fathers did during the last war, but were surprised to find that the response was mediocre and almost no turmoil.

It's like there's no market for this argument.

But the real reason is only one Felix Hepp, who is regarded as the new Slytherin flag, opposes the concept of pure blood!

Although he did nothing and did not give any preferential treatment to Slytherin's students, as long as he stood there, he could influence a large number of people.

What made them really realize this was a third-year Slytherin girl, Astoria Greengrass. She said casually: "Professor Hepp must be the principal in the future, and he is Slytherin, that's enough."

This sentence triggered discussions at the entire Slytherin Academy. After all, they concluded that this was a big truth.

If Professor Hepp wanted to, there was no obstacle ahead of him.

Well... Perhaps the only obstacle is Dumbledore, the current president of Hogwarts. This is also the reason why many people fantasized about Professor Hepp's fight with Dumbledore after the rumors of the Old Wand came out.

How much power can an invincible wand be held in the hands of Felix Hepp, who possesses a lot of ancient magic? This is an answer that scares everyone who has seriously thought about this question. Can the greatest white wizard recognized by this era... compete with the combination of these two?

However, this statement gradually subsided because Professor Heip personally denied the rumors and denied the authenticity of the old wand, which disappointed many Slytherin students.

But once some ideas arise, it is difficult to think that nothing happens.

It can be said that in the past half month, Slytherin College was undercurrent, and it experienced a ideological impact and baptism from top to bottom. It was also in this collective and all-round thinking that everyone had more or less their own tendencies.

Draco Malfoy watched the cold reception of Theodore Nott. He felt it was necessary to talk to his father seriously. This year's Christmas is a good opportunity... The Malfoy family must control their own destiny. If not, then turn to the side destined to win.
Chapter completed!