Chapter 156 Life is like chess
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Shui Shen Zhi Feng
Chapter 156 Life is like chess
December brings high winds and sleet to Hogwarts.
Although there are always drafts in the castle in winter, little wizards will be thankful for the hot fire and thick walls in the castle when they see Durmstrang's ghost ship parked on the lake.The great ship pitched and tossed in the gale, its black sails billowing and dancing in the dark night sky.
Beauxbaton's carriage was also in a similar situation, always being rattled by the strong wind.The majestic rune horses were draped in thick blankets, and Hagrid kept feeding them single malt whiskey.The smell of alcohol wafted from the feeding trough in the corner of the stable, making the students in the Protection of Magical Creatures class feel a little dizzy.This is not good for the students, as caring for the dreaded snails requires constant vigilance.
Now there are only ten snails left.Apparently, their desire to kill each other has not been completely eradicated.Today they are each nearly six feet long.Their thick gray coat, their powerful flailing legs, their exploding fire-breathing tails, and their spines and suckers, all add up to make a snail the most disgusting thing anyone has ever seen.The classmates stared listlessly at the large boxes Hagrid had brought out, all covered with pillows and fluffy blankets.
Hagrid put the snails in the box, put the lid on, to see if they would hibernate, and it turned out—he was wrong, and very wrong.
Apparently, snails don't hibernate, and don't like being crammed into cramped boxes.Several explosions sounded, and the field was already covered with smoky pieces of boxes, and the snails escaped, rampaging in the pumpkin field,
Draco and Blaise curled their lips, turned and left, unwilling to pay attention to this boring farce, and Goyle and Crabbe also left as qualified followers.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione led a group of young Gryffindor wizards, shooting sparks from their wands, trying to drive the snails back.
The remaining little Slytherin wizards had learned from the previous lesson, and learned their lesson this time. They spontaneously gathered behind Xie Lin, intending to rely on Xie Lin's leadership to deal with the situation in front of them.
What?What if Schelling can't handle it?Are you kidding me?A wizard who treats a dragon as a puppy can't handle a lobster with his ass on fire?
Schelling's gaze swept across Pansy, Millicent, Tracy, and Audrey one by one, and then lingered on Theodore Nott for a while, his deep gaze became meaningful, and he said pointedly: "Have you all made your decision?"
"Well," Pansy and the three girls looked at each other and took the lead in responding.
The corners of Xie Lin's mouth raised slightly, "Then, listen to my password now. I will first restrain them with the Obstacle Charm. After I count one, two, and three, you all use the Stunning Curse to stun them at the same time. Remember—don't bombard those hard shells. The males attack their thorns and mouths, and the females attack their suckers."
Schelling did not cast the Obstacle Charm. He was worried that the Obstacle Charm would not be enough to penetrate the carapace of the snails. He waved his wand quickly, turning out thick vines one after another, binding the five snails layer by layer. When the snails were trying to struggle and began to shoot sparks from under the tail, Xie Lin shouted coldly: "One, two, three, let's do it!"
The little wizards did not disappoint Xie Lin, they neatly hit the weak point that Xie Lin mentioned, knocking out all five snails.
At this time, with the help of Hagrid, the little wizards of Gryffindor had just finished the first one.
Rita Skeeter leaned against the fence in Hagrid's vegetable garden and watched the drama.She was wearing a thick magenta gown today with a purple suede collar, and the crocodile handbag dangled from her arm.
"Who are you?" Hagrid asked Rita Skeeter, slipping a noose over the snail's spine and fastening it.
"My name is Rita Skeeter, reporter for the Daily Prophet," replied Rita, looking at Hagrid with a wide smile, her gold teeth gleaming. "What are these fascinating animals called?" she asked, her smile widening.
"Skreck," Hagrid replied gruffly.
"Really?" Rita said, interested. "I've never heard of it before . . . Where did you get them?"
Hagrid's face was flushed from behind his shaggy black beard, when clever Hermione stood up and said, "They're interesting, aren't they? Tell me, Harry, aren't you?"
"What? Oh, yeah... Ouch... Interesting." Harry faltered as she stepped on his foot.
She was shifting her eyes to Dean (who has an ugly gash on one side of his cheek), Lavender (a large piece of her robes was charred), Seamus (he was nursing some burnt fingers), and seemed to see something, and she smiled and said: "Great... wonder if you would like to do an interview, eh? Share your experience teaching magical animal protection with readers? The Daily Prophet has a zoology column every Wednesday, I think you must know. Tailed Wolf."
"Skret," said Hagrid eagerly, "er—yeah, all right."
The two finally arranged to meet at the Three Broomsticks on Friday for Hagrid to be interviewed by Rita.
"What's the matter?" Daphne looked at Schelling, because the snail that Slytherin was in charge of had already been dealt with, and the other little wizards had already left, but Schelling still stayed there, watching the interaction between Rita and Hagrid from a distance.
Schelling smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, I just think the old man with the white beard will soon have something to worry about." Schelling thought of Hagrid's follow-up development, although he thought it was funny, he also sympathized with Dumbledore, why his confidants were so troublesome.
Daphne approached Xie Lin. Although there was no one around, she still cast the earplug listening spell on the surrounding vigilantly, and then said in a low voice that could only be heard by two people: "What's wrong with Pan Xi's group?"
Schelling shrugged, "What else could it be? It's nothing more than showing favor to me."
"But," Daphne showed a puzzled look, "isn't she very close to your brother?"
Schelling sneered and said, "Whether it's Pansy, Millison, Audrey, or Tracy, after I demonstrated my ability to tame the fire dragon, their personal preferences are no longer important, and their family's interests are their primary consideration. I dare say that what they said today is actually the meaning of those old guys behind their backs."
Since the beginning of this semester, Xie Lin has been busy with the Sleeping Dragon Club, the Goblet of Fire, and studying all kinds of magic. He is indeed a little alienated from the young Slytherin wizards of the same year. He really has no choice. His time is limited, and it is impossible to do everything.
And the elder brother who made him feel a little strange did not disappoint him. Taking advantage of this gap, through his excellent performance in class and frequent friendly exchanges among other classmates, he took the opportunity to establish a prestige among the classmates.
Pansy had long been close to him, so it goes without saying; Goyle and Crabbe had always been his loyal followers, even more so.Among the other little wizards, Blaise seemed to suddenly get very close to Draco.Millicent, Audrey, and Tracy's enthusiasm and admiration for Draco became more and more obvious.Originally, the latter two were fans of Schelling, but they suddenly became fans of Draco.
Xie Lin knew it all, but he chose to turn a blind eye.
Because he knows that life is like chess, the avenue is as simple as it is simple, and if one mistake is made, the whole game will be lost.
No matter how Draco planned the layout before, no matter how Draco pressed forward, at the moment when Schelling defeated Draco and was selected as a Hogwarts warrior, the battle for fame between the two brothers had already been decided.
After Schelling won the first project strongly, even Pansy understood that Schelling's momentum was already established, let alone the other three girls who were not so close to Draco.Even if they prefer Draco because of their personal relationship, these girls from wealthy and noble families have to worry about the family behind them. You must know that their words and deeds can represent their family, and the family cannot let them do whatever they want.
Draco, or the man behind Draco, as long as he is not too stupid, as long as he is still thinking about the Malfoy family as Schelling thinks, he will not be unaware of this-he has no chance of making a comeback.
Brother, brother, the real chess game, I already made a move as early as the first grade, no matter how your strength skyrocketed in just one summer vacation, unless you kill me, you will always be just a chess piece——
Real chess player, I think you will appear soon too?
To be honest, I also have a little expectation...
"By the way," Daphne asked solemnly, "do you know what happened to Draco?"
"Well," when it came to Draco, Xie Lin's expression became serious at the moment, "I already have an immature guess in my heart..." He then smiled with a wise pearl in his hand: "I think, I will soon know whether my guess is right or not..."
Even if Daphne had almost blind faith in Schelling, she couldn't help showing a hint of worry, "Is it really okay for you to be like this?"
"Don't worry!" Xie Lin raised his head slightly, and looked into the distance, "I don't fight uncertain battles, and——"
"I believe in Draco, he is my real brother!"
(End of this chapter)
December brings high winds and sleet to Hogwarts.
Although there are always drafts in the castle in winter, little wizards will be thankful for the hot fire and thick walls in the castle when they see Durmstrang's ghost ship parked on the lake.The great ship pitched and tossed in the gale, its black sails billowing and dancing in the dark night sky.
Beauxbaton's carriage was also in a similar situation, always being rattled by the strong wind.The majestic rune horses were draped in thick blankets, and Hagrid kept feeding them single malt whiskey.The smell of alcohol wafted from the feeding trough in the corner of the stable, making the students in the Protection of Magical Creatures class feel a little dizzy.This is not good for the students, as caring for the dreaded snails requires constant vigilance.
Now there are only ten snails left.Apparently, their desire to kill each other has not been completely eradicated.Today they are each nearly six feet long.Their thick gray coat, their powerful flailing legs, their exploding fire-breathing tails, and their spines and suckers, all add up to make a snail the most disgusting thing anyone has ever seen.The classmates stared listlessly at the large boxes Hagrid had brought out, all covered with pillows and fluffy blankets.
Hagrid put the snails in the box, put the lid on, to see if they would hibernate, and it turned out—he was wrong, and very wrong.
Apparently, snails don't hibernate, and don't like being crammed into cramped boxes.Several explosions sounded, and the field was already covered with smoky pieces of boxes, and the snails escaped, rampaging in the pumpkin field,
Draco and Blaise curled their lips, turned and left, unwilling to pay attention to this boring farce, and Goyle and Crabbe also left as qualified followers.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione led a group of young Gryffindor wizards, shooting sparks from their wands, trying to drive the snails back.
The remaining little Slytherin wizards had learned from the previous lesson, and learned their lesson this time. They spontaneously gathered behind Xie Lin, intending to rely on Xie Lin's leadership to deal with the situation in front of them.
What?What if Schelling can't handle it?Are you kidding me?A wizard who treats a dragon as a puppy can't handle a lobster with his ass on fire?
Schelling's gaze swept across Pansy, Millicent, Tracy, and Audrey one by one, and then lingered on Theodore Nott for a while, his deep gaze became meaningful, and he said pointedly: "Have you all made your decision?"
"Well," Pansy and the three girls looked at each other and took the lead in responding.
The corners of Xie Lin's mouth raised slightly, "Then, listen to my password now. I will first restrain them with the Obstacle Charm. After I count one, two, and three, you all use the Stunning Curse to stun them at the same time. Remember—don't bombard those hard shells. The males attack their thorns and mouths, and the females attack their suckers."
Schelling did not cast the Obstacle Charm. He was worried that the Obstacle Charm would not be enough to penetrate the carapace of the snails. He waved his wand quickly, turning out thick vines one after another, binding the five snails layer by layer. When the snails were trying to struggle and began to shoot sparks from under the tail, Xie Lin shouted coldly: "One, two, three, let's do it!"
The little wizards did not disappoint Xie Lin, they neatly hit the weak point that Xie Lin mentioned, knocking out all five snails.
At this time, with the help of Hagrid, the little wizards of Gryffindor had just finished the first one.
Rita Skeeter leaned against the fence in Hagrid's vegetable garden and watched the drama.She was wearing a thick magenta gown today with a purple suede collar, and the crocodile handbag dangled from her arm.
"Who are you?" Hagrid asked Rita Skeeter, slipping a noose over the snail's spine and fastening it.
"My name is Rita Skeeter, reporter for the Daily Prophet," replied Rita, looking at Hagrid with a wide smile, her gold teeth gleaming. "What are these fascinating animals called?" she asked, her smile widening.
"Skreck," Hagrid replied gruffly.
"Really?" Rita said, interested. "I've never heard of it before . . . Where did you get them?"
Hagrid's face was flushed from behind his shaggy black beard, when clever Hermione stood up and said, "They're interesting, aren't they? Tell me, Harry, aren't you?"
"What? Oh, yeah... Ouch... Interesting." Harry faltered as she stepped on his foot.
She was shifting her eyes to Dean (who has an ugly gash on one side of his cheek), Lavender (a large piece of her robes was charred), Seamus (he was nursing some burnt fingers), and seemed to see something, and she smiled and said: "Great... wonder if you would like to do an interview, eh? Share your experience teaching magical animal protection with readers? The Daily Prophet has a zoology column every Wednesday, I think you must know. Tailed Wolf."
"Skret," said Hagrid eagerly, "er—yeah, all right."
The two finally arranged to meet at the Three Broomsticks on Friday for Hagrid to be interviewed by Rita.
"What's the matter?" Daphne looked at Schelling, because the snail that Slytherin was in charge of had already been dealt with, and the other little wizards had already left, but Schelling still stayed there, watching the interaction between Rita and Hagrid from a distance.
Schelling smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, I just think the old man with the white beard will soon have something to worry about." Schelling thought of Hagrid's follow-up development, although he thought it was funny, he also sympathized with Dumbledore, why his confidants were so troublesome.
Daphne approached Xie Lin. Although there was no one around, she still cast the earplug listening spell on the surrounding vigilantly, and then said in a low voice that could only be heard by two people: "What's wrong with Pan Xi's group?"
Schelling shrugged, "What else could it be? It's nothing more than showing favor to me."
"But," Daphne showed a puzzled look, "isn't she very close to your brother?"
Schelling sneered and said, "Whether it's Pansy, Millison, Audrey, or Tracy, after I demonstrated my ability to tame the fire dragon, their personal preferences are no longer important, and their family's interests are their primary consideration. I dare say that what they said today is actually the meaning of those old guys behind their backs."
Since the beginning of this semester, Xie Lin has been busy with the Sleeping Dragon Club, the Goblet of Fire, and studying all kinds of magic. He is indeed a little alienated from the young Slytherin wizards of the same year. He really has no choice. His time is limited, and it is impossible to do everything.
And the elder brother who made him feel a little strange did not disappoint him. Taking advantage of this gap, through his excellent performance in class and frequent friendly exchanges among other classmates, he took the opportunity to establish a prestige among the classmates.
Pansy had long been close to him, so it goes without saying; Goyle and Crabbe had always been his loyal followers, even more so.Among the other little wizards, Blaise seemed to suddenly get very close to Draco.Millicent, Audrey, and Tracy's enthusiasm and admiration for Draco became more and more obvious.Originally, the latter two were fans of Schelling, but they suddenly became fans of Draco.
Xie Lin knew it all, but he chose to turn a blind eye.
Because he knows that life is like chess, the avenue is as simple as it is simple, and if one mistake is made, the whole game will be lost.
No matter how Draco planned the layout before, no matter how Draco pressed forward, at the moment when Schelling defeated Draco and was selected as a Hogwarts warrior, the battle for fame between the two brothers had already been decided.
After Schelling won the first project strongly, even Pansy understood that Schelling's momentum was already established, let alone the other three girls who were not so close to Draco.Even if they prefer Draco because of their personal relationship, these girls from wealthy and noble families have to worry about the family behind them. You must know that their words and deeds can represent their family, and the family cannot let them do whatever they want.
Draco, or the man behind Draco, as long as he is not too stupid, as long as he is still thinking about the Malfoy family as Schelling thinks, he will not be unaware of this-he has no chance of making a comeback.
Brother, brother, the real chess game, I already made a move as early as the first grade, no matter how your strength skyrocketed in just one summer vacation, unless you kill me, you will always be just a chess piece——
Real chess player, I think you will appear soon too?
To be honest, I also have a little expectation...
"By the way," Daphne asked solemnly, "do you know what happened to Draco?"
"Well," when it came to Draco, Xie Lin's expression became serious at the moment, "I already have an immature guess in my heart..." He then smiled with a wise pearl in his hand: "I think, I will soon know whether my guess is right or not..."
Even if Daphne had almost blind faith in Schelling, she couldn't help showing a hint of worry, "Is it really okay for you to be like this?"
"Don't worry!" Xie Lin raised his head slightly, and looked into the distance, "I don't fight uncertain battles, and——"
"I believe in Draco, he is my real brother!"
(End of this chapter)
