In the Slytherin common room, a student gave a passionate speech.

"Look at that circular venue, the familiar star pattern, it's exactly the same as the arena of the International Wizarding Tournament!" Randolph said excitedly.

People in the common room raised their heads, and pairs of scrutinizing eyes focused on him. It was quiet all around, with only the sound of the green lake water slowly hitting the basement window.

The Greengrass sisters put down their quills, and the younger sister Astoria blinked twice, as if she had discovered something interesting. She pushed the parchment, ink bottle and thick reference book in front of her to her sister's side, leaning on the table with one hand and tilting her head to watch the fun, which made her sister Daphne very annoyed. "Astoria, you little annoying guy..." Astoria made a face, causing Draco Malfoy, who was opposite them, to sneer. He swaggered back on a sofa chair, and Pansy took the seat next to him, fiddling with an emerald green bow with silver thread in her hand. A little further away, Crabbe and Goyle were eating chocolate cake, and the crumbs of the cake sprayed on the head of Millicent Bulstrode's cat. It whimpered, raised its tail, broke free from its owner's thick arms and jumped in front of a first-year witch. "Go away, stupid guy," she said, staring at Randolph's face with burning eyes.

Randolph was not so nervous that he couldn't speak because of the gaze. On the contrary, his voice was raised unnaturally. He waved his hands vigorously, and the newspaper in his hand almost hit the eyes of the student next to him, but he didn't notice it at all. His full attention was on what he was going to say next.

"This shows... my previous guess was right. Professor Hepp finally stopped hiding his strength!" He whispered, with obvious joy and finality in his tone.

"Did he hide it?" The boy who was almost hit muttered in a low voice.

"Oh, what I mean is, if I had that kind of strength, I would definitely want everyone in the world to know about it." Randolph's face was filled with a bit of indignation that was quite performative: "You didn't see it, some time ago someone in the newspaper slandered the professor, saying that he just knocked down a few drunks..." "

I'm not sure, I didn't go to the Quidditch World Cup final." The boy said.

"I went there!" Randolph said excitedly: "The professor was so cool! Whoosh whoosh! A sky full of spells came at him, but ended up stopping in the air strangely." He gestured a few times randomly, and stopped with a sense of unsatisfaction and said: "It's a pity that the scene was too chaotic at the time, and there are not many photos left."

"I know the professor is very powerful, but it's impossible for one person to knock down a hundred people, right?" His friend looked skeptical.

"Why is it impossible?" Randolph said in a low voice, "The professor saved Potter and others from the hands of the mysterious man, and I heard that a Death Eater died at that time!" "

Randolph!" A student stood up and shouted, his expression as gloomy as his companion who was leaning against the rough stone wall. Nott said coldly, "Watch your words."

The first-year witch opened her eyes wide, suppressed her excited voice in her throat, and calmly took out a small green notebook from her pocket, pushed the fat cat that was in the way, opened the notebook to find the page marked "Nott", and looked at the quarrel in the lounge expectantly.

"Mafalda! You dare to push my cat?" Millicent glared at her fiercely.

"Don't make noise," Mafalda waved her hand nonchalantly, "Be careful that I will make you into the story..." This seemed to be a terrible threat. Millicent looked at her timidly and reached out to hold her cat back.

On the other side,

"Did I say something wrong?" Randolph shouted at Nott, "What do you think is wrong with what I said?"

Nott's face flushed, and he tried his best to show contempt and anger: "I asked you to be careful with your words and not to talk about those great..."

"Great? Who do you mean?" Randolph interrupted him rudely, "If I understand correctly, you want to speak for the mysterious man?"

Nott stared at Randolph angrily, but what made him more uneasy was that no one in the lounge stood up to help him. The green light from the overhead lamp shone on his face, making him feel cold in his heart.

"I, no... I just think that it shouldn't be..." He stammered.

"Then shut up and don't always talk about your pure-blood theory," Randolph said sharply, "Otherwise I would have thought someone in your family was on the side of the Death Eaters!" He sat down with the attitude of a winner.

The Slytherin common room was strangely silent, except for Mafalda who was writing and drawing excitedly on her green notebook... Nott, who had been promoting the ideas of the You-Know-Who for the past month... was suspected to be influenced by the Death Eaters...

The junior students were restless and silent like quails. The older students felt a little uncomfortable. They didn't know when the atmosphere of Slytherin College had changed. Regardless

of the reputation, Voldemort had been a banner of Slytherin. Before him, it was Phineas Black, but these two banners fell one after another until Felix Hepp appeared. But they had complicated feelings about this professor. It was said that this professor had been treated unfairly by the college when he was in school, which made him unable to get close to the college. Originally, this was nothing, but as his influence grew, his fame became more and more famous, and now it has finally reached a level that no one can ignore.

Compared with the jaw-dropping achievements he has made, other things that make Slytherin students uncomfortable seem insignificant.

For example, the pro-Muggle tendency that has been secretly criticized has been completely ignored as the Future World Company has developed rapidly and is expected to be on par with Gringotts in just over a year. There is even a voice: Professor Hepp has a unique vision. Not only has he easily seized a lot of wealth, but he has also covered himself with a "friendly Muggle" coat...

As for what the truth is, few people care anymore.

When people mention Slytherin College, in addition to legendary figures such as Salazar Slytherin and Merlin, among the wizards who are still alive, except for the man whose name cannot be mentioned, the first person they think of is not Dean Snape, but Felix Hepp.

This change happened quietly and was difficult for outsiders to detect, but it was extremely powerful.

One piece of evidence is: when the news of the return of the mysterious man appeared, a small group of people prepared to promote the extreme pure-blood concept in Slytherin College just like their fathers did during the last war, but they were surprised to find that the response was mediocre and almost did not cause any waves.

It seems that this argument has no market.

But the real reason was that Felix Hepp, who was regarded as the new Slytherin flag, opposed the pure-blood concept!

Although he did nothing and did not give any preferential treatment to Slytherin students, as long as he stood there, he could influence a large number of people.

It was a third-year Slytherin girl, Astoria Greengrass, who made them really realize this. She casually said: "Professor Hepp will definitely be the headmaster in the future, and he is a Slytherin, that's enough."

This sentence triggered a discussion among the entire Slytherin College. After thinking about it, they came to the conclusion that this was a big truth.

If Professor Hepp wants, there is no obstacle in front of him.

Well... maybe the only obstacle is Dumbledore, the current headmaster of Hogwarts. This is why many people fantasize about Professor Hepp fighting Dumbledore after the rumor about the Elder Wand came out.

How powerful can an invincible wand be in the hands of Felix Hepp, who has a lot of ancient magic? This is an answer that makes everyone who has seriously thought about this question shudder. Even the greatest white wizard recognized by this era... can he compete with the combination of these two?

However, this kind of rhetoric gradually subsided, because Professor Hepp personally refuted the rumor and denied the authenticity of the Elder Wand, which disappointed many Slytherin students.

But some ideas are difficult to treat as nothing once they are born.

It can be said that in the past half month, Slytherin College has been undercurrents, and everyone from top to bottom has experienced a shock and baptism of thought. It is also in this collective and all-round thinking that everyone has more or less their own tendencies.

Draco Malfoy watched Theodore Nott's cold reception with a cold eye. He felt that he needed to have a serious talk with his father, and this Christmas was a good opportunity... The Malfoy family must take control of their own destiny, and if they can't, then they will side with the side that is destined to win.

Besides, Muggle-borns are not that annoying...