Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

There's no dog head, and presumably the same goes for the snake head.

Merlin above, I am willing to exchange Professor Dumbledore's lonely old age for my title of the luckiest man.

Out.

Witt pointed at the treasure chest.

His request wasn't high; all he needed was some magic stone powder.

No matter how much Witt prayed and burned incense, he wouldn't have high expectations for a blue box.

Besides, Professor Dumbledore is over a hundred years old and has long since died alone. Using this as a price is no different from getting something for free.

Under Victor's hopeless gaze, the treasure chest slowly opened.

The melodious call of the deer echoed in Witte's ears.

A magnificent stag leaped nimbly through the illusory jungle, crossing the real mist, its form shrinking until it finally came before Werther.

Jaime the Stag: Juvenile Form.

They actually shipped it!

Vitt rubbed his eyes hard, and after confirming that he wasn't seeing things, his smile almost split open.

Professor Dumbledore is really useful, five stars.

"Master, I'm hungry."

Upon being summoned, Jaime instinctively began to crave food.

"Wait, wait, don't say anything yet."

Witt took an apple from the bedside table and stuffed it into James's mouth. He quickly looked around. If anyone saw him, he would probably have to transform into Lockhart tonight and give the other person a good blast.

After carefully checking around and confirming that all three of his roommates were fast asleep and none of them had noticed the commotion, Victor put down his wand.

Then he began to worry.

The Serpent Demon is small enough to be hidden on his body. Even a young stag would be too big to fit in the dormitory.

What?

As Witt pondered how to handle James's situation, the serpent demon swam up to James, arrogantly raised its head, and commanded.

"Call me Big Brother."

As Witt's top general, Snake Demon believed that he was the rightful leader.

Even with the yak Haige, the snake demon only temporarily backed down, after all, the other party was ten years older than him and temporarily superior in terms of martial arts.

We need to wait until he grows up before we can subdue him.

Jaime the stag is different; he's just a newborn baby, taming him would be a piece of cake.

"Why should I?" James asked dismissively, munching on his apple.

How could such a small snake, barely thicker than a rope, be worthy of being his elder brother? The arrogant James was completely unwilling to be subordinate to anyone.

"Just because of this."

The serpent demon coiled up, its tail swaying: "Yugadimurleviosa."

James's body, which was dozens of times heavier than him, was forcibly lifted into the air, and no matter how much the other's limbs thrashed about, he could not break free from the control of the Serpent Demon.

As a magical creature, the Serpent Demon's body is a natural wand. Even if complex spells cannot be used temporarily, simple spells like the Levitation Charm are still easy to cast.

Moreover, the serpent demon's levitation spell is unlike those of beginners who can only make feathers float; he can easily control a behemoth like James.

"Fun, fun."

Instead of being afraid, James was incredibly excited as he took off.

He shouted at the Serpent Demon, "Higher!"

Snake Demon: "?"

You've come to see me as a younger brother.

Go any higher, ha, and I'll make you fall straight to the bottom.

The Serpent Demon coldly revoked the Levitation Spell, and Jaime's body plummeted downwards.

"Yugadimurleviosa".

Witt brandished his wand, holding James back at the crucial moment, and yelled angrily, "You two, keep your voices down! If you make another sound, I'll throw you into the Black Lake outside."

Witt didn't really care about the Snake Demon's practice of assigning leaders; as long as it wasn't intentional bullying, he'd let him be the leader if he wanted.

However, what he just did was indeed a bit too much.

It seems that, apart from me, the Serpent Demon's nature remains cruel to everyone else; I need to be careful.

The dormitories at Hogwarts are quite tall, and the Unseen Stretch Charm can expand the space several times over, so there is no need to consider the spatial structure during construction.

As long as a door can be installed on the outside, the inside can be as big as you want.

Newt can expand a box into a zoo, so Hogwarts will only be more outrageous.

There's a high chance James will break a bone from that fall.

In the dead of night, he had to go to the school hospital to ask Mrs. Pomfrey for help, which was just adding to Victor's troubles.

Witt's angry rebuke silenced the Serpent Demon, but James was somewhat exasperated.

He never expected the Serpent Demon to be so ruthless, and angrily questioned, "You bastard!"

Petrification Spell.

With a glare, James was frozen in place. After doing all this, the Serpent Demon cautiously glanced at Witt.

"Don't go too far with your companions."

Witt went over and patted Jaime the stag on the head, lifting the petrification spell from him, and then handed him another apple.

This Serpent Demon is testing his limits.

In that case, Witt might as well tell the other party directly, "I don't care if you want to distinguish between the eldest and second eldest, but remember, we are all partners, and there are some things we can't do."

"Yes, Master."

The Serpent Demon lowered its head, its previous ferocity gone.

James was also intimidated by the Serpent Demon's complex and diverse methods, and quietly ate his apple, not daring to provoke him any further.

After James had finished eating, Witt whispered among himself.

“James, you hide under the bed for the night. Tomorrow I’ll take you to Professor Dumbledore and see if I can arrange a place for you to stay.”

Such a big deer can't possibly be hidden.

After much deliberation, Witt decided to go directly to Dumbledore.

After all, James got what he deserved by trading Dumbledore's lifelong loneliness, so asking him for help is perfectly reasonable.

Under the bed!

James was somewhat unhappy, especially when he saw that the Serpent Demon could sleep in the bed while he had to lie under it.

"Master, I want to go to bed too."

"Hi~"

The serpent demon squinted at James, "You dare to compete with me for a seat? Believe me or not, I'll freeze you in place with a petrification spell and then shove you under the bed."

Witt was also reluctant to let James sleep in the bed, since James was a bit too big and the bed would be a little cramped.

However, it's not quite appropriate to have James sleep under the bed while Serpent Demon sleeps on the bed; it makes him seem somewhat biased.

"How about this?" Witt had a flash of inspiration and chased the Serpent Demon off the bed.

"How about I sleep on the bed, and you and the Snake Demon sleep under the bed together?"

Snake Demon [?_??]

James (suppressing a laugh) nodded: "Yes, Master."

"good."

Victor patted the snake demon's head lightly, then decisively lay down on the bed and quickly closed his eyes.

"You just wait." The Serpent Demon glared at James, finding him increasingly displeasing.

James completely ignored this; he wasn't that stupid to go looking for a beating when he knew he couldn't win.

Chapter 19 I speak with a snake-like accent, I thought you knew that.

Early morning of the second day of school, outside the principal's office.

Dumbledore: Do not disturb if I am not here.

After waiting for half an hour, Witt received this message.

It wasn't a message from Dumbledore, but rather something a passing ghost told him: Dumbledore went out early in the morning and wasn't home at all.

Witt had no choice but to bring James to class with him.

......

In a Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Victor walked into the classroom leading a fawn, instantly becoming a conspicuous figure.

Almost all the students looked at him curiously, and some of the bolder ones even tried to reach out and touch James.

James dodged all the boys' hands, and most of the girls' hands were also avoided; only the pretty little witch was able to touch James.

The Potter family has a long-standing tradition of being obsessed with good looks.

Although it was a small matter, Witt still noticed something was amiss.

James' reaction speed is exceptionally agile.

Even when a hand suddenly reached out, none of them could touch him.

Many persistent students, after failing twice in a row, still secretly followed behind Witt, hoping to touch James.