HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 155 Different Situations

Harry's situation at Hogwarts became difficult. Gryffindor was happy that he was a warrior, but Harry did not like this welcome. Among the other three colleges, Slytherin, with whom he had originally had a bad relationship, regarded him as an opponent. He understood that was not Gloria's intention.

Ravenclaw, who always had a good relationship with Gryffindor and lived in peace with him, looked down on him.

Gloria didn't feel much about it. Slytherin house was not easy to deal with, and she was the leader of the house. No one dared to make trouble for the heir of Slytherin.

But in school, it is inevitable to encounter students who are dissatisfied with the results of the Warriors selection.

"Cedric is the one most likely to become the champion, that Slytherin stole the opportunity!"

"She and Potter cheated, they were originally friends."

"Isn't the title of savior and heir of Slytherin enough for them to brag about?"

"They took away the honor that belonged to Hufflepuff."

Slytherin House was having a Care of Magical Creatures class. As they were about to go to Hagrid's hut, they heard a group of Hufflepuff students complaining as they passed through the corridor.

Gloria had an impression of Cedric, a handsome boy with black hair and gray eyes. He was in the sixth grade this year but was already seventeen years old. He was a hot candidate for Hogwarts Knight at the time and was the most popular.

Not only because of his appearance, his ability is also recognized by the teachers.

"The glory of Hufflepuff?"

Draco was the first to sneer. It had been a while since he had been able to sneer at Harry and his friends. This group of Hufflepuffs finally caught up with him. "Not only are you proficient in cooking magic, but you can also understand the words of the goblet flame. It said that the warrior must be a Hufflepuff student?"

Others followed suit and sneered, "Has the spot for the Hogwarts Warrior been decided for your house from the beginning?"

Gloria raised her hand to stop them from saying anything else. "My becoming a warrior is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed. If the Cedric you mentioned is not convinced, he is welcome to challenge me at any time."

Harry's selection was obviously a conspiracy. She didn't think it was a good thing for Cedric to join. If she was accidentally involved, she might lose her life. After all, the one who set up the conspiracy was Voldemort.

A group of Hufflepuff students' cheeks flushed at her words, but they did not dare to act radically. The Slytherin students were vicious and a conflict would not do them any good.

Gloria didn't want to say more and went to class holding Draco's hand.

After they left, a Hufflepuff girl's eyes turned red with anger, "This is too bullying..."

Gloria was surrounded by celebrities, but Harry avoided students from the same college. Only Hermione, Ron and a few other boys were with him, looking at Harry with dissatisfaction.

Draco noticed this and snorted, "It seems their friendship is just like this. They used to be as close as brothers."

Even he knew that it was not easy for Porter to be selected. If he was in the second or third grade, he would definitely want to laugh at how long Porter could last in the game.

"Let's see how they solve it." Gloria was not sure about this matter.

Hagrid came out from behind the hut with a pile of boxes in his arms. Fortunately, he was big enough, otherwise anyone else would be crushed by these boxes.

He put the boxes down, panting. "There's a skrewt in each box." He wiped the sweat off his face. "They've been killing each other for a while, and these are the only ones left. After observation, I found that they have excess energy with nowhere to release it. Today, each of you will tie one up and go for a walk."

Looking at the blasting-tailed skrewt twisting in the box, everyone fell silent.

"How do we take a walk?" Draco stared at the skrewts with disgust in his voice. "Where are the ropes tied to? They don't even have heads, let alone necks."

This also expressed the thoughts of the others, and they looked at Hagrid eagerly.

"Tied in the middle." Hagrid tried his best to ignore the annoying brat. "I'll show you. If anyone has dragonhide gloves, you'd better wear them as a precaution."

He swung the rope in his hand and waved to Harry, "Harry, come over and help."

Harry put down his schoolbag to help. The two stood on both sides of the box and worked together to tie the rope in the middle of the skrewt. Hagrid overturned the box, and the skrewt's tail exploded with a crackling sound, and it leaped forward several meters. Fortunately, it was Hagrid who was holding the rope, and he pulled the thing back in one go.

"See - how easy it is, just do this."

students:"……"

With Hagrid's help, everyone took a walk with a skrewt. These creatures had grown to three feet long and were no longer slimy as when they were just hatched. They now had a hard grayish-white shell.

Draco was disgusted with the blasting-tailed skrewt and pulled the rope perfunctorily. Gloria whispered a spell in his ear.

The young man's eyes lit up, and then the two of them cast spells on the rope one after another, and the enchanted rope automatically spun out the slug.

However, one student was dragged several meters away by the powerful force of the exploding slug's tail and struggled hard in fear.

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Ever since that face-to-face encounter with Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw didn't dare to say anything in front of the Slytherin students.

In the lounge, Gloria leaned against Draco and read a book. During this time, she had been looking up the games that had been played in the Triwizard Tournament.

Since the first project mentioned courage and bravery but did not mention wisdom, and referring to the projects in which warriors once fought against wild beasts, Gloria guessed that the first project might be about fighting some ferocious creature.

The dormitory door opened and several students ran in.

"Gloria, Draco, look—"

Several people ran in with badges and placed them in front of them.

"What?" Draco put the book aside and looked at the badge.

There were two lines of bright red letters on the badge: Gloria Slytherin - a true warrior of Hogwarts.

Gloria took a look and thought, is this the beginning of the trend?

"besides!"

As they spoke, they pressed the badge, and the words on the badge changed to: PORTER STANK TUCK!

Draco laughed, took the badge and looked it over, "Well done."

"It's best not to use this badge. Harry and I are both minors and don't meet the warrior selection rules." Gloria said calmly, "We are already the subject of suspicion, so let's not let the other two schools make fun of us."

When two non-compliant warriors started fighting, the other two magic schools would probably laugh at them.

Draco thought about it and realized this, then he threw the badge to them, "Lori is right, now no matter how you look at it, our house is more powerful than Gryffindor."

They looked at each other and put away their badges. "We understand."

I thought Gloria and Harry's group had less contact and that the friendship they had in the beginning was gone, but it seems that there is still some.

Gloria said: "There is no need to do such a thing. The first place in all three events will be mine."

No one would question the credibility of these words.

"Then Gloria, you are not only the youngest warrior, but also the youngest champion."

In the past, there was no age limit for the Triwizard Tournament, but most wizards who were selected were sixteen or seventeen years old, and the only fourteen-year-old warriors were Gloria and Harry.

Gloria said, "I'm not the youngest."

Harry is the youngest.