Chapter 181 Contact Pansy and prepare for action
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
It was a different group of people who talked about Draco.
Jack drove the little bee and flew over, trying to hear it more clearly.
"How else can you watch? Just stand and watch. Do you want to imitate Bob and run to show your favor to Draco?"
"I've thought about it, but it's pointless for me to show my kindness, and I can't be a prefect. Only those Bob and those who have the chance to compete for prefect will consider showing kindness to Draco."
"Two prefects have to be chosen every year. Ha... there are so many people who want to please Draco. I have to go through this scene three times."
"Until Draco becomes a prefect himself? You're not counting that right, are you? When he reaches sixth grade, won't he have to choose a fifth-grade prefect? There will be seventh grade later, and at least he will have to experience such a scene again. Twice."
"No...we had already graduated by then and had no chance to watch the follow-up."
"Oh, yes, that's true. We will have graduated long ago, and we really won't have the chance to see a group of people talking to him again, talking about rights and glory."
"Don't you think it's funny? He's only 12 years old and you're promising him everything he can get just to get his support?"
"Hey, there's nothing we can do about it. His last name is Malfoy, and he has a very good relationship with our dean. If you want to become a prefect, it's impossible without having a good relationship with him..."
"Pure blood...it's so good..."
"That's only true pure-bloods. People like you and me, although their parents are wizards, are either mudbloods or mixed-bloods. When they come to us, they are nothing more than the pure-blood generation."
"You are still a pure-blooded generation. You really know how to put money on your face. Why don't you say that you are a pure-blooded second generation? Just pretend that your parents are pure-blooded."
"Oh, I want to, but the surname is not allowed. The Holy 28 Clan, don't you remember it all?"
"Actually, there are also some families with relatively pure bloodlines."
"That's why we're doing pretty well."
"Yes……"
Little Bee listened to it for a while, all of which were conversations that were not nutritious.
It's nothing more than how to please Draco, get Snape's favor, and become the new prefect.Or how wonderful it is to be a pureblood.
Jack was a little disappointed.
It seems that even if you are very lucky today, you will not encounter good things every minute and every second.
Forget it, let’s go.
After taking back the little bee, it's time to go find Pansy.
Jack still has a lot of knowledge about how to find Pansy.
In fact, Pansy has a fixed activity location.
Black lake, courtyard, astronomy tower.
Basically choose one of three.
Unless she was following Draco, she was always chatting with her little followers in these places and exchanging magic experiences.
Ok……
Perhaps, it should be called sharing experiences of black magic.
Since Jack upgraded Pansy's control, Pansy has become truly loose on the outside and tight on the inside.
On the surface, he is just a little indifferent, but in fact he can joke and talk about some boring topics, such as someone's sock is missing, etc.
At first glance, it seemed that after using magic to kill Hermione last time, her mood finally changed and she was no longer so cold.
But in fact, she could no longer escape Jack's control.It is impossible to even think of escaping from control.
If someone wanted to check her status, she would even find a way to cover it up.
It's not Stockholm Syndrome, it's just a purely closed loop of control that makes her do this.
Of course, it is also possible that after being controlled for a long time, the symptoms of Stockholm syndrome really appear, but they are just hidden by the control and cannot be seen.
All in all, Pansy now looks like a normal big sister, leading her followers to exchange magic experiences and make progress together.
"All petrochemical!"
"All petrochemical!"
"All petrochemical!"
"Fractured!"
When Jack first saw Pansy, what he saw was a little witch using a whole set of magic combinations to smash a kitten into pieces.
Probably the headmaster of Gryffindor is an older cat lady, and some little snakes like to cast all kinds of vicious magic on kittens.
I guess that would give me a different sense of conquest?
As if he has trampled the head of Gryffindor under his feet?
Or do you mean cat = lion?Killing a cat is equivalent to killing a Gryffindor wizard?
Jack didn't quite understand either.
However, it is normal to feel disgusted when seeing the bloody kitten stumps.
Since he felt disgusted, he stopped getting closer and just winked at Pansy from afar.
Pansy, who was standing over there, nodded secretly after seeing it.
Then he said a few words to the little witches and walked towards Jack.
Jack did not join her immediately, but walked behind a statue.The location here is good, forming a visual blind spot with the surrounding environment.
In addition to being able to see him from directly above, you can only see him by going around.
It is the best place for a secret meeting.
After a while, Pansy arrived.
She didn't speak, nor would she take the initiative to speak. This was determined by the control chain.
A subordinate, or in other words, a servant, or even a lower-level existence, cannot greet the superior with a playful smile, ask if you have eaten, or if you want to see me for anything.
"Someone may come to you for help later."
Jack didn't talk nonsense and got down to business.
"They should be upperclassmen in Slytherin.
They will probably ask what girls your age would like, and you can just answer it yourself.
The point is to see if there is a chance to hook up with a guy named Charlie and get him to be alone.
If it comes to pass, I will take care of the rest. "
After hearing this, Pansy nodded slightly.
"If you really don't have a chance, just ask where Charlie is." Jack added.
He was pressed for time, so he didn't make any elaborate plans.
Never heard of a word.
The most high-end business wars are often simple and simple, involving grabbing official seals, patting garlic, and scratching cushions.
Therefore, the most advanced covert operation is to directly knock on the sap and then use Legilimency.
If a passerby sees it, it will be forgotten.
As long as no one remembers what he did, it's the pinnacle and most successful of covert operations.
Don't do all the bells and whistles.
no point.
"Okay, let's take action." Jack waved his hand, "No matter what happens next, as long as that person comes in contact with you, you can notify me and you will know how to find me."
After hearing this, Pansy nodded repeatedly, and then left directly.
Very clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
Jack watched her leave.
After thinking about it in my mind to see if there were any omissions, I walked out and left.
Jack drove the little bee and flew over, trying to hear it more clearly.
"How else can you watch? Just stand and watch. Do you want to imitate Bob and run to show your favor to Draco?"
"I've thought about it, but it's pointless for me to show my kindness, and I can't be a prefect. Only those Bob and those who have the chance to compete for prefect will consider showing kindness to Draco."
"Two prefects have to be chosen every year. Ha... there are so many people who want to please Draco. I have to go through this scene three times."
"Until Draco becomes a prefect himself? You're not counting that right, are you? When he reaches sixth grade, won't he have to choose a fifth-grade prefect? There will be seventh grade later, and at least he will have to experience such a scene again. Twice."
"No...we had already graduated by then and had no chance to watch the follow-up."
"Oh, yes, that's true. We will have graduated long ago, and we really won't have the chance to see a group of people talking to him again, talking about rights and glory."
"Don't you think it's funny? He's only 12 years old and you're promising him everything he can get just to get his support?"
"Hey, there's nothing we can do about it. His last name is Malfoy, and he has a very good relationship with our dean. If you want to become a prefect, it's impossible without having a good relationship with him..."
"Pure blood...it's so good..."
"That's only true pure-bloods. People like you and me, although their parents are wizards, are either mudbloods or mixed-bloods. When they come to us, they are nothing more than the pure-blood generation."
"You are still a pure-blooded generation. You really know how to put money on your face. Why don't you say that you are a pure-blooded second generation? Just pretend that your parents are pure-blooded."
"Oh, I want to, but the surname is not allowed. The Holy 28 Clan, don't you remember it all?"
"Actually, there are also some families with relatively pure bloodlines."
"That's why we're doing pretty well."
"Yes……"
Little Bee listened to it for a while, all of which were conversations that were not nutritious.
It's nothing more than how to please Draco, get Snape's favor, and become the new prefect.Or how wonderful it is to be a pureblood.
Jack was a little disappointed.
It seems that even if you are very lucky today, you will not encounter good things every minute and every second.
Forget it, let’s go.
After taking back the little bee, it's time to go find Pansy.
Jack still has a lot of knowledge about how to find Pansy.
In fact, Pansy has a fixed activity location.
Black lake, courtyard, astronomy tower.
Basically choose one of three.
Unless she was following Draco, she was always chatting with her little followers in these places and exchanging magic experiences.
Ok……
Perhaps, it should be called sharing experiences of black magic.
Since Jack upgraded Pansy's control, Pansy has become truly loose on the outside and tight on the inside.
On the surface, he is just a little indifferent, but in fact he can joke and talk about some boring topics, such as someone's sock is missing, etc.
At first glance, it seemed that after using magic to kill Hermione last time, her mood finally changed and she was no longer so cold.
But in fact, she could no longer escape Jack's control.It is impossible to even think of escaping from control.
If someone wanted to check her status, she would even find a way to cover it up.
It's not Stockholm Syndrome, it's just a purely closed loop of control that makes her do this.
Of course, it is also possible that after being controlled for a long time, the symptoms of Stockholm syndrome really appear, but they are just hidden by the control and cannot be seen.
All in all, Pansy now looks like a normal big sister, leading her followers to exchange magic experiences and make progress together.
"All petrochemical!"
"All petrochemical!"
"All petrochemical!"
"Fractured!"
When Jack first saw Pansy, what he saw was a little witch using a whole set of magic combinations to smash a kitten into pieces.
Probably the headmaster of Gryffindor is an older cat lady, and some little snakes like to cast all kinds of vicious magic on kittens.
I guess that would give me a different sense of conquest?
As if he has trampled the head of Gryffindor under his feet?
Or do you mean cat = lion?Killing a cat is equivalent to killing a Gryffindor wizard?
Jack didn't quite understand either.
However, it is normal to feel disgusted when seeing the bloody kitten stumps.
Since he felt disgusted, he stopped getting closer and just winked at Pansy from afar.
Pansy, who was standing over there, nodded secretly after seeing it.
Then he said a few words to the little witches and walked towards Jack.
Jack did not join her immediately, but walked behind a statue.The location here is good, forming a visual blind spot with the surrounding environment.
In addition to being able to see him from directly above, you can only see him by going around.
It is the best place for a secret meeting.
After a while, Pansy arrived.
She didn't speak, nor would she take the initiative to speak. This was determined by the control chain.
A subordinate, or in other words, a servant, or even a lower-level existence, cannot greet the superior with a playful smile, ask if you have eaten, or if you want to see me for anything.
"Someone may come to you for help later."
Jack didn't talk nonsense and got down to business.
"They should be upperclassmen in Slytherin.
They will probably ask what girls your age would like, and you can just answer it yourself.
The point is to see if there is a chance to hook up with a guy named Charlie and get him to be alone.
If it comes to pass, I will take care of the rest. "
After hearing this, Pansy nodded slightly.
"If you really don't have a chance, just ask where Charlie is." Jack added.
He was pressed for time, so he didn't make any elaborate plans.
Never heard of a word.
The most high-end business wars are often simple and simple, involving grabbing official seals, patting garlic, and scratching cushions.
Therefore, the most advanced covert operation is to directly knock on the sap and then use Legilimency.
If a passerby sees it, it will be forgotten.
As long as no one remembers what he did, it's the pinnacle and most successful of covert operations.
Don't do all the bells and whistles.
no point.
"Okay, let's take action." Jack waved his hand, "No matter what happens next, as long as that person comes in contact with you, you can notify me and you will know how to find me."
After hearing this, Pansy nodded repeatedly, and then left directly.
Very clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
Jack watched her leave.
After thinking about it in my mind to see if there were any omissions, I walked out and left.
