Harry Potter's Bastard

Too careless!

Solim grimaced as he returned to his dorm with Sylna and Draco. He knew that Dumbledore was no longer at Hogwarts, and that Umbridge and the two Death Eaters had bad intentions, so why did he let his guard down? Could it be that Hogwarts gave him the illusion of "safety"?

Feeling the condition of his body again, Solim determined that it was not his nervousness or misjudgment at the dinner table that he had just been at the dinner table, but that there was really some kind of change in his body—some kind of bad change.

"What's wrong?" Draco was a little sluggish, he didn't seem to feel the change in his body.

"I don't know what happened, but there must be a reason why you did that, right?" to Solim's surprise, so did Sylna.

"We were tricked. Solim said with a grimace, "Of course, it's possible that I just got hit." "

He thought of the previous bloodline sublimation ritual, and Solim didn't know if it was because of this that he was able to perceive the changes in his body keenly,

"Someone poisoned our food?" Syrna's face changed immediately.

"My body has sensed that something is wrong, and a slight numbness is starting to spread from my abdomen, I don't know if you feel this way. Solim commanded, opened the door and led the way into the common room.

Draco and Sylna looked at each other.

"Nope. "

"I'm the same, I don't feel anything. "

Solim didn't speak, but walked straight into the dormitory. Without saying a word, he dug out his box and began to rummage through some bottles and jars, which were all gifts from Gilves, and there were all kinds of potions for various purposes.

There are quite a few poisons that can cause numbness in the early stages of taking it, and it is difficult for Solim to tell what he has done unless he is completely poisoned and all the symptoms are exposed. Obviously, Solim wouldn't do that.

The big guy has the style of the big guy, and he pulled out three bottles of phoenix tears from the box - all of them were ashes, except for the one handed over to the family, Solim could keep a lot.

"Drank it. Solim gave the two vials to Sylna and Draco, then pulled the stopper and poured it down.

It was not for nothing that Phoenix Tears were so precious, and Solim immediately felt the symptoms of numbness in his body lessen, and then his body returned to normal in a very short time.

"These are phoenix tears?" Draco had seen Solim collect phoenix tears, but it was the first time he had drunk them.

"You're too extravagant!" said West, licking her lips, "Even if you're poisoned, you won't use this, isn't it good to find Madam Pomfrey?"

"That's really one way to do it. Solim tossed the vial back, "It's not that I doubt Madam Pomfrey's abilities, but that telling Pomfrève is telling Professor McGonagall. You all know McGonagall's character, and it's best to look into it privately as if nothing happened. "

"I think it's better. Sylna disagreed, "Tell Grandpa directly that you have been calculated, and the family will definitely intervene." "

Maybe that's the difference between men and women. Solim prefers to solve problems on his own, and only thinks of asking for help when he can't solve it himself.

"If that's what they prepared for me...... Solim kicked the lid of the box, "I have to say, they did it well." "

"And how are you going to 'return the favor'?" asked Sylna, who had no doubt that her brother would fight back.

"The first lesson was the history of magic, which was quite close to my heart. Solim said, "I'll go to the kitchen now, and ask any of the elves who have gone to the kitchen, and you can go to class." "

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Harry, they were a little depressed, and they were going to hurry up and finish their meal and go to Solim's. What they didn't expect was that Solim left halfway through eating.

"The first Slytherin class is the history of magic," Harry whispered down the hallway, "Solim won't be going to it, the second is a Charms class, and we'll have to wait until noon to see him again." "

"Even though he left early, we also gained something, didn't we?" Hermione cautiously looked around and saw that there were no Slytherins, and continued, "Did you notice the expressions of those people after Solim left?"

Ron didn't speak, he had just been eating. Harry had noticed.

"You mean ......"

"Schadenfreude was almost written on Flint's face. Hermione said: "Combined with Solim's early departure, I think it's ......."

"Hey, Scarhead, hey—" Suddenly Harry's familiar voice came from behind.

"Hermione, you go first. Harry said crisply, as if he had expected this to happen.

Hermione didn't talk nonsense and slipped around the corner in the hallway.

The crowd behind Harry was separated, and a few Slytherin students who had almost "swaggered" on their faces walked up, each with a small badge pinned to their chests, indicating that they were members of the investigation team.

"What's the matter?" Harry looked at the visitor without fear, everyone was an old acquaintance, "what tricks have you come up with today, Noether?"

Theodor Notte, the two figures standing behind him were all too familiar to Harry and Ron. After distancing himself with Draco, Goyle and Crabbe are now Nott's henchmen.

"Oh, if I were you, I'd be a little more cautious when talking to members of the investigation team. Noether pinched the badge on his chest, "If you speak out, Gryffindor will deduct 5 points." You see, that's the advantage of coming early, you still have points to deduct for me, and if you come later, your academy's score may be cleared again, right?"

Goyle and Crabbe laughed maliciously behind him.

The students around him had long been surprised, except for a few D.A members who took a few more glances here, the other students didn't react much to this side.

"Do you think we still care about the so-called house scores?" Harry looked at Nott calmly.

You know, even Hermione doesn't care about the score now. While she still raised her hand uncontrollably in class, the professors — I mean, most of the professors would cooperate in giving Hermione some points. But it is clear that these scores will not be retained until the next morning, and the members of the investigation team will find all kinds of reasons to deduct them.

Nott squinted at Harry, as if considering a reason to clean him up. _

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