Inside Gryffindor's common room, a group of young wizards, both older and younger students, sat around the fireplace, constantly glancing toward the spiral staircase as though waiting for someone.
When Horatio emerged from the staircase, loud cheers erupted throughout the Gryffindor common room.
"That was amazing! Horatio, how did you do it?"
"We were terrified in the Great Hall when Gryffindor's points suddenly dropped into the negatives, but then they went back up again."
"I heard you sent a substitute to Snape's class. Are you really that gutsy?"
Listening to the young wizards chatter away in the common room, Horatio felt his head beginning to ache.
He had originally wanted to use Li, but after giving it some thought, the young wizards had not sinned badly enough to deserve that, so he used Kei instead.
As Kei waved through the air, the young wizards in the common room fell silent at once.
"You welcome Uncle Huo, and Uncle Huo is very pleased. But shut up and listen to Uncle Huo first. Nod if you understand."
The young wizards nodded, and Horatio lifted the Silencing Charm from them.
"Neville," Horatio said to a round-faced boy, "get me a stool."
"Coming." Neville eagerly carried over a stool and set it in front of Horatio.
Horatio stepped onto the stool and looked down at the young wizards before speaking.
"My dear Gryffindor classmates, which House do you hate most at Hogwarts? And which House has always been our enemy?"
"Slytherin!!!" the young wizards answered in unison.
"That's right, Slytherin. So who gave Slytherin the nerve to oppose us?"
"It's that biased Professor Snape."
"That's right, him. He targeted Gryffindor and indulged Slytherin.
Do you know how many points we lose in Potions class every year?
Fifty points. A full fifty points—points we have to work hard for a long time in other classes just to earn back.
Now, Snape has been temporarily driven out of Hogwarts by me."
"Gasp..." The young wizards below stared at Horatio as if he were a god.
"How did you do it?" Fred asked.
"Heh heh. Do you need me to describe Snape's miserable state for you?"
In reality, Snape had gone out to search for ancient jade and ingredients for a soul-nourishing potion.
"My Gryffindor brethren, those Slytherin vermin bully our classmates, occupy our training grounds, and steal our belongings. Can you stand for it?"
"No!!!"
"Now that their backer has been driven out of Hogwarts, this is the perfect opportunity. Take up your Magic Wands, follow in my footsteps, drive those Slytherin vermin out of Hogwarts, and defend Gryffindor's glory.
Hogwarts belongs to Gryffindor!!!"
Horatio raised Kei and waved it at the ceiling of the common room. A roaring lion made of flames charged from the tip of the wand.
"Xihai!!!" Horatio shouted.
"Xihai!!!" the Gryffindor young wizards shouted along with him.
Horatio failed to notice a brown-haired little girl quietly slipping out of the common room.
When Hermione brought Professor McGonagall to the common room, Horatio was brainwashing the Gryffindor students.
"Students, I am deeply disappointed. More than a hundred years ago, a new student of Hogwarts could master the Killing Curse as soon as he enrolled. Anyone who could not use the Unforgivable Curses did not deserve to live at Hogwarts.
And now, because of the rotten Ministry of Magic, we cannot even cast a Levitation Charm. How are we supposed to defend Gryffindor's glory?
Now, follow my movements and chant with me: Avada Kedavra."
"Horatio!!!" The moment Professor McGonagall entered, she saw Horatio beating Neville... no, teaching the Gryffindor students the Killing Curse.
"Professor McGonagall, you came at just the right time. Once I teach these idiots the Unforgivable Curses, you can lead them to punch the crybaby Hufflepuffs, stomp on the twisted Ravenclaws, and make the Slytherin scum kneel on the ground and sing of their surrender.
Then Hogwarts will have only one voice: Gryffindor's. Dumbledore is just there for laughs; when it comes to the real Headmaster, it has to be you, Professor McGonagall.
Don't you look forward to your students respectfully calling you Headmistress McGonagall?"
A scene appeared in Professor McGonagall's mind: she sat in the seat of honor while students respectfully saluted her and said, "Headmistress McGonagall." She raised her cup in response.
That really would be something to look forward to... No, that little brat almost talked me into it.
Professor McGonagall stopped listening to Horatio's nonsense. Grabbing him by the back of his neck, she dragged him out of the common room. He had once been a king, until someone seized him by the back of his neck.
Even as Professor McGonagall dragged Horatio out of the common room, he did not forget to turn back and glare at Hermione. "Traitor."
Hermione rolled her eyes at Horatio. "Idiot."
And just like that, the common room riot incident came to a hasty end when the main culprit was caught and put in detention.
The next day, the Gryffindor students learned that nothing had happened to Professor Snape at all. He merely had some matters to attend to and had temporarily left Hogwarts.
While the Gryffindor students breathed a sigh of relief, they were also filled with contempt for Horatio, who was currently serving detention.
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