Chapter 535: A Letter From Leslin to Freshmen: Be a True Slytherin

Chapter 535 Les Lint’s letter to freshmen: Be a true Slytherin

Godric's facial muscles twitched. He didn't expect Salazar to say such words.

Even if he can say the words "the greatest of the four founders", what else can't he say?

Salazar Slytherin, your face disgusts me!

Unlike Godric, Rowena and Helga had an urge to laugh.

The hat that Salazar put on Godric was very classic. They would have to call Godric in front of him several times in the future - the greatest founder, ha!

While Rowena and Helga were immersed in Salazar's new nickname for Godric, Godric, the person involved, remembered something extremely terrifying.

He remembered that Salazar seemed to have made up a song...

To be honest, Godric, who used to be fearless in face-to-face confrontations with gods, was now scared, and there were a few crystal beads of sweat on his forehead.

Minutes ago, he recklessly thrust Salazar into the spotlight. Now, Godric found that he couldn't bear the consequences.

He lowered his head, glanced at Salazar, and found that Salazar was also looking up at him.

The two people's eyes met in the air, conveying a lot of information in an instant.

Godric: Is it too late for reconciliation?

Les: Aha!

"Classmates, let us applaud the greatest wizard in the world! Please shout with me - Godric, a man among men, a wizard among wizards!"

Les finally let Godric go.

This is not because he is indecisive, but because he understands that the crossbow arrow is most intimidating only when it is on the string. So he won't use this trick easily.

After using it, what else can be used to restrain Godric?

However, it is necessary to give Mr. Gryffindor a little shock to prevent him from causing trouble in the future.

After Les finished speaking, the little wizards were stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, shouting with Les: "Godric, a man among men, a wizard among wizards!"

Thousands of people chanted in unison, almost tearing down the ceiling of the auditorium.

Godric suddenly clenched his fists.

Fortunately, Salazar only threatened himself a little and did not actually sing the full version of the song.

After the slogan, there was thunderous applause. After the applause in the auditorium gradually subsided, Rice smiled and waved to the students.

"Let us cherish every minute and second now, because Hogwarts has entered the greatest era!"

There were endless cheers and applause again, but Godric felt that he had a psychological shadow on the word "great".

Now this was originally a torture against Salazar, but instead it became a torture against Godric himself.

Finally, Les finished what he wanted to say, bowed to the audience and returned to his seat. Godric couldn't wait to announce that the students could go back to sleep - even the latest contraband provided by Filch Forgot to mention the list.

"Freshmen, follow me!" After Les returned to his seat, Astoria wanted to say something to him, but she suddenly remembered that she was the new prefect and had the responsibility to guide the freshmen back to Common room obligations.

So she hurriedly jumped up from her seat and ran to give directions to the new students.

Rice stood up from his seat without haste and returned to the Slytherin common room.

After enjoying a sumptuous dinner, the students of Slytherin House just wanted to go back to the common room of their house, take a hot bath and go to bed.

However, when they entered the common room, they found Les standing in the middle of the room, looking like he had something to say.

After Rice did that big thing, the little wizards in Slytherin House were in awe of Rice. But they were a little tired after all, so after thinking for a while, they decided to lower their presence, quietly walked around behind Les and slipped into the dormitory.

However, when they walked between the common room and the entrance to the dormitory, they found that there was a transparent wall of air. They could see the door of the dormitory, but they were not allowed to take a step beyond it.

"Please wait a few minutes, everyone, I have a few words to say." Les's voice rang in everyone's ears.

Faced with this kind of "I'll say a few more words" operation, the little wizards present certainly dared to get angry but dare not speak out.

Although there were eleven million things to say in their hearts, they still returned to the common room obediently, found a sofa and sat down, quietly waiting for other students to return.

By the time Astoria came in with a group of young wizards who looked particularly young, the entire Slytherin House common room was already a bit overcrowded.

With the arrival of the new students, the entire Slytherin students gathered in this small hall.

Les also spoke.

He did not use the spell "loud voice" on himself, but everyone could hear his voice extremely clearly, as if he was standing in their ears and speaking.

In fact, even if the audience was deaf, Rice could make his voice "hear" to them.

Just a small use of magic power.

"I'm sorry to stop you and take up some of your time when you are most tired, but I think tonight is the best time to talk about these things. I also hope that what I talk about before you go to bed will accompany you in your dreams. "

No one of the Slytherin students present stood up and said anything. Everyone stood or sat in their seats, quietly listening to the speech of the student union president who was probably the youngest since the school was founded.

"First of all, welcome the new students to Slytherin House."

There was a burst of not particularly loud applause in the lounge, and everyone was very tired.

"I believe that most people should know about this house before joining Slytherin House, right?" Rice's eyes swept among the freshmen, and then randomly locked on a girl with light blond hair. on the boy's face, "Can you tell me about it?"

The boy was a little nervous. He swallowed, and then stammered: "Well... my father told me that Hogwarts of Slytherin House... the noblest, purest and purest house, Dean S. Professor Nepp is very capable, uh..."

"Go on." An encouraging smile appeared on Les's face, indicating that the boy could speak freely.

"He also said that seniors Astoria, Daphne, and senior in the courtyard are all very capable and capable wizards. He asked me to maintain a good relationship with you."

The smile on Les's face grew wider.

"What's your last name?"

"Burst, Brian Burst."

Bosted, one of the pure-blood families.

"That's not surprising." Les nodded.

Now, everyone in the pure-blood family wants to have something to do with themselves and the Greengrass family. It is obviously a good way to let your children please their seniors in school. This is still in modern society. If we were to go back to the Middle Ages, there would have been countless people who wanted to be their attendants or maids of Astoria and others.

"Other than these, do you know how other people describe Slytherin House?"

Brian Bursted's expression suddenly changed.

Obviously, except for the commendatory words "the noblest and the purest", the adjectives used to describe Slytherin House are not very suitable to be said here.

Little Brian's face was soon covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes were watery, as if he would cry in the next second.

"You can say it with confidence, no one will blame you, because it was me, Les Lint, who asked you to say that."

After receiving the promise from Senior Lint, little Brian became much more courageous. He finally gritted his teeth and told the description of Slytherin House that he had heard, which was not from his father's mouth.

"They say... we are the cradle of dark wizards and the worst house in Hogwarts. They say the students here look down on and hate Muggles and students from Muggle families."

boom!

There was an uproar in the lounge.

Although everyone knows what the little boy said, many things cannot be said in public just because they are true.

"This is slander!" A seventh-grade boy slammed the table next to him and stood up suddenly.

"They are jealous of us!" a girl screamed.

"These ungrateful creatures—"

The lounge suddenly became very excited, and many people were shouting loudly to vent their emotions.

"But it's the truth, isn't it?" A voice rang out, causing an instant chill in the lounge, because the owner of the voice was the school's new student union president, the pride of Slytherin House, Les Lint.

"Did they say something wrong?" Les looked around and scanned each student's face one by one. "Do you want to calculate the proportion of Death Eaters who are from Slytherin House? Or do you think this is the right place? If we scold those people, others won’t think we have such bad virtues?”

Les's voice echoed in the lounge, and no one dared to make eye contact with him.

The students in the lounge were like eggplants beaten by frost, all of them looking downcast.

If anyone else had said this, the unrestricted fighting match would have already started in the lounge, but the person who said this happened to be Les Lint.

Not to mention the endless teachings of their parents before the start of school, these students cannot afford to resist even from the perspective of the strength of both parties.

If there is a real conflict, they may not be able to survive even a second. They will spend the first day or even the first week of school in the school hospital.

What's more important is that the real big guys in the academy haven't spoken yet, so how can someone like me get the chance to speak? But it’s hard to say which side Daphne and Astoria are on.

"Less, if your purpose of keeping us here tonight is to say this, then I just want to say that I want to go back to take a shower and go to bed." When everyone was silent, Malfoy stood up.

Of course, Malfoy regretted the words. It's just that almost everyone present was looking at him, so he couldn't get off the stage at all and could only stay there and hold on.

Now Malfoy regrets very much. He regrets why he impulsively said such words. It was so reckless!

A few seconds ago, I seemed to have lost control of my tongue and said such an unconstrained sentence without thinking.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Malfoy felt a chill on his back.

‘Will I be sent to Azkaban after graduation because of this sentence?’ A name flashed through his mind, which made him even more anxious.

Rice flicked his fingers quietly, dispersing the residual magic lingering on them.

He didn't expect that his prestige in the academy had risen to such a high level unconsciously, so that no one dared to stand up and refute him even when he was close to him. Tom Riddle's suppression power in those days was probably not as high as his.

So he could only use some tricks to say what he wanted to say through other people's mouths.

Now he can continue to promote the plot.

"Oh? Are you trying to challenge me?"

Sure enough, Rice's eyes fell on Malfoy's face and asked a sentence that made others shudder.

"I..." Malfoy wanted to admit his weakness, but the words turned into: "I just can't get used to these things! Aren't pure-blood wizards born nobler than other wizards?"

Malfoy:!

Damn, why did I say what was in my heart? I shouldn't have secretly drunk at the dinner party!

Daphne patted the table beside her, the wand slipped into her hand, and she stared at Malfoy with dangerous eyes.

Malfoy, are you going to test whether my spell is powerful enough?

It's a pity that Malfoy is now scared, otherwise he would have taken out his wand and said "My spell is not too powerful", which would definitely make him famous.

Les reached out and patted Daphne's shoulder, asking her to calm down.

"What you said... makes sense."

To Malfoy's surprise, Les actually affirmed what he said to some extent.

The little wizards present were also quite surprised: Why is there such a big contrast in Les Lint's attitude before and after?

Les didn't care what the little wizards were thinking, he just said what he wanted to say.

"The idea conveyed by Mr. Malfoy is called pure-blood supremacy by other wizards. According to modern wizards, the source of this idea comes from Salazar Slytherin, the founder of our school."

"Have you ever thought about why Slytherin prefers students from wizard families?"

The wizards present thought for a while and came up with a natural answer: because pure blood is more noble.

"Hahaha!" Rice laughed a few times.

"The answer is wrong. It's because students from wizard families are more reliable."

The students present widened their eyes: this is the first time they have heard of this statement.

Afterwards, Rice told the children present about the situation when the school was first established.

"In this atmosphere, is it a strange thing to want to recruit students from wizard families?" Rice asked back, and then raised another question: What do you think is considered pure blood?

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