020: Seal the tongue and close the throat

Altaïr left the dormitory and saw a girl his own age in the Slytherin common room.

She has brown hair and a touch of arrogance, she looks pretty good, but her eyes make him a little uncomfortable.

Altaïr knew this girl, her name was Pansy Parkinson, and she seemed to have had an affair with Draco for a while, but in the end she failed to marry him. This girl was a strong supporter of Draco.

Pansy was waiting for Malfoy, when she heard someone coming down the stairs she raised her head happily, when she saw that it was Altaïr she showed displeasure:

"Although the prefect said that Slytherin does not only recruit pureblood wizards, in the eyes of many people, some people do not deserve to be here."

"You're right, I think so too, especially those Xiao Bichi who think they are superior to others."

Altaïr responded and left the room without looking at her.

Pansy's face turned red and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

The bad words she had been exposed to since she was a child were nothing more than dirty blood and despicable. She had never heard of the word Bichi, but she naturally knew the meaning and meaning of the word without Altaïr's explanation.

"I will not let you go!"

Pansy held it in for a long time, but finally she couldn't hold it in anymore and screamed.

Altaïr had already left the basement and arrived at the Great Hall for breakfast. He sat down in front of the long Slytherin table. Several older snakes saw him and smiled politely.

Of course, most people just looked at him coldly.

The little Slytherin wizard who was also in the first grade just looked at him, no one greeted him or approached him, after all, everyone was unfamiliar with him.

Of course Altaïr wouldn't mind this, he had few friends since he was a child at Shelby Manor.

"breakfast!"

Altaïr shouted towards the plate in front of him, and an array of breakfast items appeared in front of Altaïr: a piece of toast, a boiled potato, a cup of hot milk, and two fried eggs.

"It's very convenient here."

Altaïr took a sip of milk and sighed, and the house elf's cooking skills were good, so the taste of these breakfasts was in line with his taste.

A simple boiled potato, Altaïr actually tasted different.

Altaïr was eating breakfast when Hermione entered the Great Hall.

The Gryffindor wizards greeted her warmly and several first-year wizards motioned for her to come and eat together, but Hermione saw the solitary Altaïr.

She paused briefly, then smiled apologetically at the other young wizards and sat down next to Altaïr.

"breakfast!"

Hermione slammed the table and some breakfast appeared in front of her.

"You don't look like you should be sitting here."

Altaïr turned to look at Hermione, the little girl seemed to be in a good mood, Altaïr could see her excitement and nervousness.

"I like it."

Hermione said stubbornly, took a piece of toast and ate it silently.

Since Hermione was willing to accompany her, Altaïr would not refuse, but before she could speak, Pansy, who was diagonally opposite, spoke angrily.

"Hmph! Is it okay if you like it? This is Slytherin's place! Why do you, a Gryffindor, come here? You don't know manners. No wonder you and that mudblood..."

Pansy didn't finish the sentence.

Altaïr raised his hand and pointed his wand at her.

"Shut your tongue and seal your throat!"

A flash of light flashed and the expression on Pansy's face changed from shock to horror, her tongue was stuck to her jaw and no matter how hard she tried she could no longer make a sound.

The little wizards around were in an uproar and jumped in fear.

The older Gemma quickly approached with a headache-filled expression on her face.

"This is too much."

Gemma muttered and used her wand to cast a curse, but unfortunately it had no effect.

"Is this a curse? How could a first-year wizard like you..."

Gemma looked at Altaïr in surprise, she did not expect that she would not be able to break the spell of a first year wizard, this made him feel a little embarrassed as a prefect.

What happened here quickly attracted the attention of the professors, and Dumbledore, Snape, and Professor McGonagall walked over.

Snape looked at damn Pansy, a strange expression on her face, then he clicked his wand and Pansy discovered that her tongue had regained its strength.

"Ah!! You're muddy..."

Pansy shouted, but Snape scolded her.

"Shut up! Miss Pansy Parkinson! I don't want to hear that word again! Otherwise, you will be severely punished for it!"

Snape stared at Pansy, surprising her, and muttered without saying anything.

Then Snape looked at Altaïr and asked:

"Where did you learn this curse?"

The spell to block the tongue and seal the throat was a spell he invented when he was studying and has never spread.

"I investigated it myself."

Altaïr did not lie. He only knew Snape's spells. To cast spells, just knowing the spells was not enough. However, Altaïr had Sauron's talents, especially in black magic and curses. He is an incredible talent.

In this world, Altaïr considers himself second and no one dares to consider himself first.

So he thought about it for a moment and then

Recovering the entire spell and being able to cast it successfully was easier for him than drinking water.

You have to reach for water to drink, but you only need to think about it to restore the magic spell.