The United Slytherin

While Voldemort was ecstatic about his false rebirth, Klein was conducting the first activity of the mutual aid society beneath Hogwarts Castle.

The fluctuations of Magic Power from distant Baljiria didn't even make him frown.

Everything was under control.

"Syllable, Action, done. These are all the points to note for this spell.

Next, we'll practice in groups."

Putting away his wand, Klein stopped his demonstration.

This was a tidying spell, a type of everyday spell. According to the older students, this spell was a mandatory exam for every new student.

Although simple, not every young wizard could master it. Klein started with this spell to gauge the specific level of his classmates.

As he spoke, the area beneath the Salazar Slytherin Colossus shimmered with light.

Watching the young wizards below practicing spells in groups of three or five, Klein's mind suddenly flashed with Dumbledore's words.

"Are you trying to build your own army?"

Shaking his head, he flicked away the messy thoughts and muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear.

"I won't do meaningless things."

There was no need to cultivate an army. When a person became powerful enough to defy the world, countless people would follow them.

He had a lot of experience with this.

"Klein, Klein, over here."

Just as he was about to casually patrol, a familiar shout reached his ears.

It was Pansy and a group of her Slytherin friends.

Klein smiled and walked forward.

"Hey, mate, this is really cool."

Seeing Klein return to where he truly belonged, Draco, Pansy, and the others were very excited.

Their excitement wasn't just for their House's genius showing off in front of other Houses, but also for this place.

Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets—this was the treasure left behind by Slytherin's founder!

"Klein, what's going on?" "How did you find this place!" "I read in a book that Slytherin not only left behind a Chamber of Secrets but also supposedly one that could eliminate all non-purebloods. Where's the monster?"

The matter of the Chamber of Secrets wasn't secret, but it wasn't common knowledge either.

Fortunately, under Klein's influence, the Slytherin House had a strong academic atmosphere, leading to books like "Hogwarts: A School History" being thoroughly read. This prevented the Slytherin young wizards from having only a superficial understanding of their founder.

This feeling was truly marvelous.

Something that was once unreachable, existing only in books, had now appeared before their very eyes?

If they hadn't had to maintain the nobility and reserve of Slytherin in front of the other three Houses, they would have already jumped up in excitement.

"Headmaster Dumbledore personally approved us to use this place. As for the monster inside, it's probably been eliminated by the Headmaster."

He fully understood the feelings of these young wizards who grew up listening to Slytherin legends, but Klein didn't take credit for the Chamber of Secrets. He deliberately downplayed the existence of the Basilisk and attributed it to Dumbledore.

He was already acting astonishingly enough. Having the title of "Basilisk Conqueror" wouldn't add much.

Let the old man take the blame for this.

No one noticed that as he spoke, the silver snake-shaped hair accessory at the back of his head flashed with a strange light.

"God, this is so cool. I have to write to my dad and tell him about this."

It was clear that Draco was genuinely happy.

The young master felt like he had witnessed a miracle.

As a Slytherin, being able to enter the legendary Chamber of Secrets, what more could he ask for?

The only slight dissatisfaction was

that besides Slytherin, other Houses had also set foot in this "sacred land."

"Draco, Hogwarts is a whole. You need to understand that whether it's us, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff, the competition between the four Houses is fundamentally for common progress."

Seeing Draco's expression, Klein knew what he was thinking.

Rash and courageous, talented but narrow-minded and arrogant, intelligent and wise but too rigid, diligent and kind but mediocre.

The four Houses each had their strengths and weaknesses.

But Klein, who once stood above the entire magic world, would not fall into such childish competition and animosity.

As he said, Hogwarts was a whole.

There could be competition, but there shouldn't be mutual hostility.

"Regardless, this is my first time organizing. As my good friend, you have to support me."

Gently punching Draco's arm, Klein smiled.

Changes in mindset didn't happen overnight, so he didn't force it.

And he knew that although these young snakes looked down on everyone with their high aspirations, they were very tolerant and friendly towards their own people.

"Of course, I will always be your staunchest supporter, forever!"

Hearing Klein say this, Draco patted his chest and guaranteed without hesitation.

He paused, then pulled Crabbe and Goyle and rejoined the Slytherin ranks.

"Not just me, but us, Slytherin will always stand behind you."

"That's right, we will always support you!"

Pansy could no longer contain her excitement and spoke almost instinctively.

Daphne next to her also flushed, nodding repeatedly.

"Go for it, Boss Klein, let me know if you need anything."

"Everyone in the Snake House is family."

"Klein, do whatever you want."

Assess the situation and follow the strong.

Klein was the "situation" that Draco and the others had identified!

Klein was the "strong one" standing at the forefront!

So no matter what he did, even if he had to coexist peacefully with Muggle-born wizards from other houses, they would endure and support him steadfastly.

Because they didn't need to understand the thoughts of a genius, they just needed to support him.

"Thank you, I really mean it, thank you."

Everyone in the Snake House was very sincere, Klein could clearly feel that. It was precisely because of this that he, in a rare display, let down all his pretense and thanked them sincerely.

"Alright, people from other houses are calling you."

Although Klein had thanked them before, Draco felt that this "thank you" was exceptionally pleasant to hear.

Breaking into a smile, he pushed Klein away and began practicing spells with Crabbe and the others on his own.

But as soon as he took out his wand, the young master seemed to remember something, and quickly turned back, leaning close to Klein's ear and speaking softly.

"Uh, you'd better go to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff first, and go to Gryffindor last."

"Remember, save Harry Potter for last."

Klein was stunned. Seeing Draco's extremely serious expression, he smiled and nodded.

"Okay."