Hogwarts Card Drawer

　　 "After the mysterious man, another rising star in the magical world—Kronos Slughorn."

　　 As soon as I opened the newspaper, the huge headline of Rita Skeeter's exclusive report attracted the attention of Cronos.

　　 "Putting me with the name of the mysterious person is really eye-catching." Cronos had to admit that the Daily Prophet was very good at pondering readers' hearts.

"Kronos Slughorn, a first-year Hogwarts freshman who is only twelve years old. He has already experienced a miserable life at a young age, with the same miserable life experience as a mysterious person. But he has more Mysterious people have a stronger talent."

　　Cronos frowned slightly, this Rita Skeeter is really a mysterious person.

　　 "Cronos himself also showed his disdain for mysterious people, and called him by name."

　　 "He is a student I have seen who is not as talented as mine. Dumbledore gave him the highest evaluation."

"But there are also many wizards who know that Cronos has been studying in Hogwarts Slytherin, and they have expressed their concerns. They are all worried that Cronos will become the next black after the mysterious man and Grindelwald. Devil."

　　 At the bottom is a photo of Cronos in a Hogwarts school uniform standing in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic.

　　Cronos finally understood what Dumbledore said when he left. As soon as this report came out, Chronos' fame could be said to be on par with Voldemort and Dumbledore.

　　 It's not that Chronos is afraid of Voldemort, but Chronos knows how to kill. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the harder you fall.

　　 Cronos threw away the newspaper. He thought that he would be famous one day, but he never thought it would happen so quickly. He can only accept it calmly. He just wants to make up for it.

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　　 But today, it is destined to be unable to follow Cronos's wish. Cronos just lay in bed for a while. His door was knocked again.

　　 "No matter who is standing outside the door, I must give him a vicious spell to taste." Cronos took out his wand in an aura.

　　 "Little Cronos, it's been a long time since I saw him." The person standing outside gave him a big bear hug.

　　 The curse that Chronos had prepared could not be pronounced again. Who else can call him this way but his unreliable godfather?

　　 "Why are you here?" Cronos finally broke free from Horace's arms.

　　 "Are you embarrassed to say?" Horace gave Cronos angrily. "You have made such a big noise, can I not come as your godfather? And why don't you write to me for a semester?"

　　 "Isn't this an owl without my own." Cronos scratched his head embarrassedly. He did ignore the lonely old man.

　　 "Huh! These are no excuses. Hogwarts has public owls."

　　 "Eh? Where did you get this dragon? Why have I never seen it before?" Horace found the toothless boy lying on the ground basking in the sun.

　　 "Stop, stop, stop." When Cronos saw Horace's eyes shine brightly, he knew that the old professor had another occupational disease. He always likes to collect some rare potion raw materials.

　　 "This is my partner who signed a contract with the magic circle. From now on, it will replace my owl's duties." Chronos quickly stopped Horace, he saw Horace put his hand in his arms. It is his habit to carry equipment with him.

　　 "Okay!" Horace reluctantly left the Toothless Boy, the innocent Toothless Boy was still lying there lazily, not knowing that he was missing parts just now.

　　 "What the **** did you come here for?" Cronos quickly changed the subject.

　　 "Oh, yes!" Horace patted his bald forehead. "Aren't you going to attend the award ceremony of Sir Merlin tonight? I'm here to give you a dress." Horace had already taken out a set of European aristocratic services.

　　 "I knew it," Cronos thought. The Lord Merlin's awarding ceremony was attended by the holders of the Merlin Medal, but the family members of the recipients were also allowed to accompany the ceremony. How could a person like Horace, who likes noble occasions, miss such an opportunity?

　　 Since he walked in the door, Cronos found out what he was wearing. He wore a well-cut, simple and slim linen dress, with a Scottish shirt with a strong European academy on his neck. But the formal clothes couldn't hide Horace's big belly, whenever she stood up and walked around. Cronos couldn't help but want to laugh.

On this day, Chronos couldn’t come back to sleep~www.readwn.com~ The ceremony of awarding was in the auditorium of the Ministry of Magic. The special glory of medals above grade. And by a second-level medal winner or first-level medal winner. Cronos is the second-level medal winner, so the awardee can only be Cornelius Fudge.

　　 At this time, the members of Sir Merlin gather together to celebrate the joining of new members.

　　 When Cronos came, some wizards were already there. Today's Chronos is particularly dazzling by Horace.

　　 I saw that Chronos was extremely handsome, with a carved face with distinct features, and an unusually handsome face with horns and horns. The appearance seems to be slutty, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not look down upon it. A pair of platinum curly hair, but a pair of slender peach eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, full of passion, people will fall into it if they are not careful. With a tall nose and moderately thick red lips, there was a dazzling smile.

　　 Koronos and Horas attracted the attention of many people together, and Horas directly took Koronos to introduce them one by one. In Chronos's little head, for a while, he really couldn't remember these long outrageous names.

　　 After a while, nearly a hundred "Sir Merlin" in various dresses were gathered in the auditorium. They each formed a circle and held a goblet to chat in their own circle.

　　 Horace took Cronos for a few laps and then threw Cronos down and started talking.

　　 "You are Cronos Slughorn?" A kind voice sounded behind Cronos.