Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

[Thanks to @, %%%% for the reminders and evaluation tickets, thank you book friends for their support]

While Amber and Snape were talking, a group of men in black robes entered an abandoned classroom at Hogwarts.

This group of people in black robes are tall and short, and it is obvious that they cover all grades of Hogwarts.

But their dress, and the frenzy and cruelty in their eyes, made it impossible to believe that they were students of Hogwarts.

When everyone arrived, the heavy classroom door slammed shut.

I think the men in black form a huge circle, and in the middle of the circle stands a figure who is clearly the leader.

"Before the meeting today, I would like to solemnly introduce another companion to you."

As he spoke, the black-robed leader pointed to the side.

Two torches lit in response, illuminating the figure wrapped in bandages under the torches.

"Mr. Douglas, welcome to join us."

The leader stretched out his hands and hugged Douglas warmly.

Immediately, she took Douglas's arm, gestured to everyone around her, and said enthusiastically:

"There may be several gentlemen and ladies who do not know about Mr. Douglas. Please allow me to give a brief explanation."

"Mr. Douglas was brutally murdered by Cadmus during the first-year chief competition at Slytherin College. Cadmus used a despicable sneak attack to drain the blood from his entire body. He has only just been discharged from the hospital today."

With a sad and painful voice, the leader explained Cadmus' ferocity and challenges to the surrounding people vividly, which attracted bursts of exclamations.

"Everyone, we are all believers who are crawling under the back of Lord Dark Lord and are willing to dedicate their lives to a great cause."

"Everyone knows that Lord Dark Lord's most loyal subordinates and partners were sent to Azkaban by the previous Cadmus, and even a few seniors have died in the hands of Soul Eater forever."

As he spoke, the leader stretched out his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his expression became more and more sad, as if he was enduring great grief.

"Lord Dark Lord is gone, but he will always come back!"

"Before he left, he left a message asking us to find the Cadmus family and hide the deepest secrets."

"Our predecessors, the beloved Lestranges, went, but after defeating the previous Cadmus, he fell into Azkaban."

"Now, the last generation of Cadmus is in this school. We should complete the unfinished entrustment of the Dark Lord and get the eternal secret from Cadmus!"

The leader's turbulent speech ended, and the people in the surrounding circle knelt on the ground with their hands on their chests, as if they were the most devout believers.

At this time, the leader's face hidden under the black hood showed an imperceptible smile.

After the speech, a group of people sat on a huge round table, discussing the next actions at will.

"Douglas, what are your plans?"

After stopping others' words, the leader turned his head and looked at Douglas, who had been silent.

"I heard that that despicable Cadmus used the name of the family to force you to bow your head and even let you leave Hogwarts."

"In your family, is there any plan to deal with it?"

Facing the leader's genial concern, Douglas leaned forward slightly, looking sincere and frightened.

"Senior, I-"

"Mudge. Just call me March."

The leader stopped Douglas's words, turned around and looked around at the people present, his voice raised slightly.

"The people we sit here are all deviating from the path of the magic world and gathering together for the ideals in our hearts."

"We have only one master, and that is Lord Dark Lord."

"Regardless of age, no matter the length of time we have joined the membership, we will match each other by name to show your absolute confidence and absolute trust."

The leader... No, Ma Qi's remarks brought tears to the eyes of everyone present.

Half of the present is because of the influence of the family, and the other half is because of the individual's will to join this organization.

But without exception, after entering this group, they were all convinced by the leader's personal charm.

"Okay, March."

Douglas was particularly moved at this time. When he was receiving treatment in the infirmary before, none of the people who had surrounded him before came to visit.

He became Amber's stepping stone to the primacy, and a worthless loser in the Slytherin worldview.

And here, Douglas found a long-lost sense of identity.

"You don't have to worry about this. Although Douglas is not a pure-blooded twenty-eight family, he still has some background."

Douglas was full of confidence, which is why he dared to challenge Amber under the circumstances. (Ask for a flower evaluation ticket)

The pure-blooded family that has been passed down for a long time will always have innumerable connections to sell orders for their willfulness and mistakes.

"That orphan will never get me out of Hogwarts, not even out of Slytherin!"

"Okay, if that's the case, let's start with Cadmus himself."

Douglas's firm words made March full of confidence.

There is such a bright enemy in front, they hide in the dark, there will be more opportunities to attack.

"When Douglas can go to class normally, remember to always provoke Camos in front of the outside world."

While speaking, March patted Douglas on the shoulder, his tone was low and sincere:

"And I will appear beside Cadmus with another face, trying to dig out his deepest secrets."

With Ma Qi's words, the emotions of everyone present were surging.

And when everyone's emotions reached their peak, March stood up and slapped his hands on the table:

"Cadmus, he's just a freshman in the first year. After so many years, he was able to escape the siege and suppression. The only reason is that he stole the treasure of Lord Dark Lord!"

"When we snatch the treasure from the vile thieves, it will be Lord Dark Lord's return!"

"Now everyone go back and prepare, please remember that our creed is eternal glory!"

"Our creed is eternal glory!"

As soon as Ma Qi finished speaking, everyone present stood up one after another, folded their arms around their chests, and recited their creed in a pious and high voice.

Then everyone filed out in twos and threes, stepped out of the abandoned classroom, and disappeared like water droplets that melted into the sea.

Only March was left to sit in this abandoned classroom, with a smile on his face, not knowing what he was planning.

On the other hand, Amber didn't know that there was such a secret organization in the huge Hogwarts.

At this time, after a good night's sleep in Meimei, he was bathed in the shimmering light of the morning sun, and after a routine exercise by the Black Lake, he returned to the Slytherin lounge.

And in the next second, he fell into the whole Slytherin carnival.

"Although I don't know how you did it, but you have regained the glory of Slytherin, congratulations, Amber."

Surrounded by the crowd, Edmund walked up to him, holding a glass of mellow red wine in his hand, with undisguised admiration and praise on his face.

"Wait, Edmund, what the hell are you talking about?"

Amber was at a loss, and he didn't do anything, as if he had become a hero of Slytherin in an instant.

He genuinely hated the feeling, and now he finally understood why Harry hated being mentioned about his scar so much.

"Hey everyone, be quiet, let's ask Chief Cadmus."

Seeing the dazed expression on Amber's face, Edmund waved his hands to stop the noise from the crowd around him.

"I heard Malfoy say that you got the Dean's approval last night for the Chief's night watch?"

"Yeah, what happened?"

Amber doesn't know why.

"Isn't that what you told me? One of the chief's rights?"

"No no no, Amber, you're so naive."

Hearing Amber's affirmative answer, the surrounding cheers resounded again.

In the cheers of the whole room, Edmund waved his hand, hooked Amber's neck, and explained in detail.

"The rights written on paper are not the same as the actual rights. I believe you can understand this."

"While these rights exist in name because of Slytherin tradition, that doesn't mean they can be ratified."

"As a matter of fact, Slytherin College has been around for fifty years, and no chief has been able to get the right to watch the night."

"Fifty years? Wait, if it counts like this..."

Amber's eyes widened at the thought of this sensitive time.

I saw Edmund let out a long sigh, looked at the double snake sculpture hovering on the wall in the distance, and said softly:

"Before you, the last Chief Slytherin to hold the night watch was the Dark Lord."

Seeing the tangled expression on Amber's face, Edmund smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"So after years of suppression, you've finally picked up what Slytherin deserves."

"This is your carnival and the glory you deserve."

"Go, I believe you can lead Slytherin to the top again."

"Hey, you're Slytherin's prefect!"

Watching Edmund wandering into the crowd, he picked up a bottle of Butterbeer and slammed it.

Amber shouted twice in vain, and could only helplessly put down his hand.

"This bastard Edmund..."

"Yes, Edmund is indeed a bastard. I knew it from the first second he entered the school."

Amber turned his head and looked at the person talking beside him.

It was a brunette-haired senior, and seeing Amber sizing up himself, he extended his hand friendly and said:

"Meet me, I'm Crew March in seventh grade."*