Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts.

Chapter 194 The Evil God's Entertainment Methods

Luna looked at the two people who exuded a pie-like aura with some curiosity, and wondered what was going on.

However, the eerie aura still made Luna stop in her tracks.

"So what are you doing?" Luna asked from a distance.

"It's nothing! Please, gomenase, let us go!" The two Slytherins hugged each other, trembling as they uttered strange words that Luna couldn't understand.

Although Luna was a bit neurotic, she was also incredibly intelligent, and after a little thought, she understood why the two Slytherins were behaving this way.

It's nothing more than being frightened by a scene like Kane eating a Dementor on the Hogwarts Express.

So why were they afraid? At the time, Kane seemed to be in a good mood the whole time. He didn't harass anyone, and his eyes and lips always had that beautiful, slightly curved smile.

Why are they afraid?

Clearly, Luna kindly offered an explanation: "Why are you afraid of Kane? He seemed quite happy that time."

After she finished speaking, she left the corridor.

After all, if they didn't leave soon, they would probably have to smell those impolite odors.

The two Slytherins, having overheard the words of yet another of Kane's evil kin, began to process them in a heated manner.

That very night, a terrible but very precise statement emerged in Slytherin.

Just like the Cthulhu horror novels they had read before, weak humans had to play house with powerful evil gods so that the evil gods' attention would always be focused on one place, thus narrowing the scope of the evil gods' influence.

Alternatively, they could lull the evil god to sleep, keeping him in a dazed state, otherwise he would destroy the world once he woke up.

Therefore, it is clear that Kane is also a terrifying evil god who needs a specific group of people to constantly play house with him and keep him happy so that he will not destroy the world.

So how do we cheer her up? It's simple, just do as Luna says.

Luna said that Kane was happy and cheerful on the train, even though the Slytherins saw him with an incredibly serious, deadpan face. But in Luna's eyes, that face was happy, cheerful, and beautiful.

Perhaps it was because the followers of the evil god had a biased view of the evil god, but in any case, after a whole night of meetings, Slytherin learned how to play house with a terrifying evil god like Kane.

Evil gods have many different ways of entertaining themselves. Some evil gods like war, some like happiness, some like wisdom, and some like life.

So what Kane, this evil god, likes is role-playing, similar to the kind of scenes often found in works of art like The Count of Monte Cristo or other entertainment works.

A brainless villain somehow offended the protagonist, and then the protagonist started to show off and slap him in the face, whipping him dozens of times and driving him to another courtyard.

Kane, this evil god, needs to play the role of the pretentious protagonist, and in order for this evil god to remain quiet... in order for the magical world, and even the whole world, to remain quiet and peaceful.

Now, the wizarding world needs a stereotypical villain...

They say with great power comes great responsibility. We, pure-blooded people, eat the people's food, yet we do not think of protecting them? How are we any different from beasts?

After a night of mental preparation, the Slytherins all quite naturally assumed their roles in this little drama about the evil god...

A collection of stereotypical, idiotic villains, culminating in a super idiotic villain.

Some people might not understand them and think they are silly, that they can just look at themselves in the mirror and see a family photo, but they don't understand!

They didn't understand what the heroes of this Slytherin common room had sacrificed for Hogwarts, for the wizarding world, for the entire world...

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The Slytherin wizards got into character very quickly.

Kane saw the results the very next day while dining in the Great Hall.

Almost every junior wizard from other houses would be intimidated by Slytherin students when they passed by the Slytherin table.

So frightened were the young wizards that at lunchtime, they preferred to take a longer route rather than walk the path that passed the Slytherin table.

And it's even more like this during class. How does Kane feel about it?

It was as if the entire brain of Slytherin had been stolen overnight, so much so that whenever he earned a few extra points in Transfiguration class, they would let out a long sigh of relief, which infuriated him so much that he would grab a few of the more talkative little wizards and give them a good beating after class.

However, it was clearly not very effective. Although those young wizards were as apologetic as the Flash, Kane could always see that strange smile on their lips.

Although he never had a high opinion of Slytherins' intelligence, it shouldn't be that abstract.

Besides, it's just some trash talk, so he could just put up with it. But Kane only put up with it for a day before he couldn't take it anymore.

He realized that if he didn't discipline those Slytherins for a day, they would extend their wicked little hands to others.

For example, Neville, who isn't particularly good at academics, and Luna, who basically has no friends, are among the lower grades in Gryffindor.

This behavior, which could be described as begging for a beating, eventually prompted Kane to intervene. However, after he intervened, it seemed that Goyle and Crabbe were getting more and more excited as the fight progressed...

And so, Kane was kept awake almost every night by those perverts. Every time he lay in bed, all he could think of was that extremely eerie Slytherin smile.

Then there are those who act shamelessly for the sake of being shameless, resorting to any means necessary to be shameless.

These days, he only likes one type of course: those without Slytherin.

Even if the professor was his good friend, he couldn't muster much interest in Slytherin classes.

But since Hagrid is an old friend, we should still show our support.

And to be fair, Hagrid's first lesson was truly amazing. He even rode on a winged horse named Buckbeak and flew around.

Of course, the other young wizards also experienced it. If it weren't for Slytherin, this lesson would have been a perfect one...

Unfortunately, Slytherin's brainwaves were once again affected by something unknown, becoming incredibly abstract.

They charged toward Buckbeak as if they were trying their luck, constantly trying to offend this proud big guy.

Malfoy was the ultimate winner.

If Malfoy's previous acts of folly were merely due to his dislike of certain individuals, then this time, his folly is for the sake of the entire wizarding world's future.

I'm not a scoundrel... I'm a hero!

And so, Malfoy marched headlong toward Buckbeak, muttering filth all the while.

"Sara, you ugly bastard, eat up! You better kneel down and let me ride you around!"

Hagrid, who knew Buckbeak's personality, and Kane, who knew Malfoy's personality, both covered their eyes with their hands.

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