I Came to Hogwarts for Only Three Things

"The Razor Gang can give you a place to put your talents to use!"

"I came to Hogwarts for only three things!"

The frenzy below was overwhelmed by Lyon's impassioned voice. He swept his gaze over the crowd, raised his right hand, and pointed two fingers at the sky.

"Fairness!"

"Fairness!"

"Fucking fairness!"

In an instant, Lyon's words drove the entire common room's atmosphere to its peak!

"Fairness! Fairness! Fairness!"

"Godfather Lyon! Godfather Lyon! Godfather Lyon!"

"Razor Gang! Razor Gang! Razor Gang!"

The entire common room was shrouded in a terrifyingly frenzied air as Lyon stared at every person below the stage.

Every face was filled with ambition and drive, stirred awake by his words. They looked at Lyon as though he were a god!

This was the man who could bring them fairness!

A righteous judge!

Everyone strained their necks, pointing both hands at the sky as they shouted themselves hoarse.

Fairness! Fairness! Fucking fairness!

Seeing the effect, Lyon curled his lips in satisfaction and extended a hand forward.

In an instant, the voices throughout the common room were suppressed.

"Today, the Razor Gang has officially been established in Wizarding Society!"

"Our name is the Razor Gang!"

"Our goal is to bring new life to this world!"

"We will make Slytherin great again!"

"We will make Wizarding Society great again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone below raised their hands high. "Great again! Great again! Great again!"

The Slytherin Common Room did not fall silent for even a second that night.

Even when Snape heard the commotion and came over to stop them midway through, he could not stop the ambition growing within every young wizard's heart.

Lyon had Neville and Marcus take the lead in recording every young wizard present who wanted to join the Razor Gang. After tallying them up, there were more than five hundred wizards who wanted to join.

Many had only come over midway through to watch the commotion, but as they watched, Lyon's emotionally infectious words somehow struck the deepest part of their hearts.

They were Slytherins. They had their own pride!

They would not be as foolish as Gryffindors, as pretentious as Ravenclaws, or as incompetent as Hufflepuffs!

They would become the new rulers of Wizarding Society!

And the godlike man on that stage would be Wizarding Society's new king!

Their joining the Razor Gang today would become a bold stroke in the history of Wizarding Society!

Lyon watched everyone's reactions.

His momentum had taken shape.

He had clawed his way up from the bottom of society and experienced countless things.

He knew one thing well: if someone wanted to succeed, they needed momentum.

With this momentum, the road ahead of him would only grow broader and wider.

This momentum would carry an unstoppable force, crushing every enemy standing in his way.

The day they overthrew the Ministry of Magic was not far off.

That night, none of the Slytherin House students slept well, yet the next day, everyone was surprisingly energetic.

With Lyon at the forefront, most of Slytherin House, whether upper-years or lower-years, followed quietly behind him.

In the Great Hall, the students from the other three houses, who had been making a racket, felt an invisible pressure settle over their hearts when they saw the Slytherins enter.

Neville and Marcus stood respectfully on either side behind Lyon, looking at his back as though they were gazing upon a god.

The previously noisy hall fell utterly silent after the Slytherin House students entered.

In the distance, the Weasley Twins excitedly pointed in Lyon's direction and said something to the people around them.

Then, led by Lee Jordan and George, they shouted, "Lyon, Slytherin's new king!"

"Godfather of the Razor Gang! Slytherin's new king!"

At the head table, Dumbledore glanced across the room at Snape from his highest seat.

There was helplessness in Snape's eyes. Under the gazes of the other professors, he stood up and looked at the Weasley Twins.

"Weasley, what are you trying to do?"

Snape's face was as cold as ever. Once he spoke, the entire hall fell silent again, and the Slytherins had already taken their seats.

Seeing Snape's reaction, the Weasley Twins knew it was best not to provoke him right now.

They sat back down, their gazes on Lyon filled with excitement. George shakily took a sheet of parchment from his pocket.

He had not slept well since last night.

Because that parchment contained an order from Godfather Lyon.

It listed the Razor Gang's uniforms and requirements. Looking at those uniforms, they had an ominous feeling that something bad was about to happen...

The Weasley Twins' commotion just now, along with Slytherin House's strange behavior, had also drawn the attention of many students and professors.

Students from the three other houses began whispering among themselves. Since this had happened only last night, they did not know what had changed in Slytherin.

Only a small number of people knew anything, such as the Weasley Twins, who were now completely surrounded by a crowd.

At the professors' table, the other professors all stared curiously at Snape.

"I don't know." Snape ate a piece of steak, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, then stood up and prepared to leave.

The other professors grew even more curious at that. Their eyes gleamed as though they all had the same words written in them: Something happened in your house, and you, the Head of House, don't know?

"Severus, tell us about it."

Professor McGonagall looked serious. "This is all so that we professors can gain a deeper understanding of our students."

Snape felt like swearing. He had failed to manage Slytherin House, and now a Razor Gang had appeared out of nowhere. They made it sound nice, but really, they just wanted to watch the show.

And they had even talked about overthrowing the Ministry of Magic last night.

The fewer people who knew about this, the better.

Otherwise, that old bastard Fudge would definitely come knocking. Given how highly Dumbledore regarded Lyon, Dumbledore would probably have to step in and deal with it again.

Thinking this, Snape did not hesitate. He squeezed through the professors' table and headed outside, leaving only one sentence behind him: "I don't know."

Just as he reached the Great Hall's entrance, Snape suddenly paused and swept his gaze toward the Slytherin table.

Following Snape's gaze, one could see Lyon elegantly lifting his knife and fork. With a casual flick of wandless magic, he cast a Cleaning Charm on them.

Only then did he slowly begin cutting the steak before him.

When the surrounding Slytherin students saw Lyon start eating, they finally picked up their own knives and forks and began cutting their food.

They were plainly following Lyon's lead.

What the fuck had Lyon done?

Snape felt exhausted. He had only just left the common room last night when Lyon began his speech.

He had no idea how Lyon had given that speech, but now, aside from a few upper-year students, practically all of Slytherin followed Lyon's lead.

From the perspective of a leader, Lyon was indeed exceptionally outstanding—better than Voldemort, perhaps even better than Grindelwald.

But Lyon was his student, and only a first-year at that. He had to rein him in...

"Lyon, come with me for a moment."

(The following statement does not count toward the chapter's word count.)

(I have recently seen many reviews, so I would like to make a statement regarding two issues.

1. The female lead: The protagonist is still too young. I did not handle this point well, and I thank everyone who supports me, criticizes me, or leaves after giving a bad review. It is perfectly normal not to like my book, but I hope we can maintain a healthy review environment. That is respect for writing and for the story of Harry Potter.

2. Original settings: At present, I will try my best to stay close to the original work. However, due to the protagonist's butterfly effect and the needs of the plot, some parts will be changed. Still, I will make those changes based on the original work and readers' ideas as much as possible, striving to present this world in a reasonable and interesting way.

Thank you to those readers who support me, and thank you as well to those who criticize me or leave bad reviews. All of it motivates me to write a better story.

I have recently received many gifts. I will continue posting three chapters a day. If I have extra time and can write more, I will post four or five chapters.

There will be two more chapters tonight.)