Chapter 51 Madman, This Is Definitely A Madman!(EDITED)

"Don't get me wrong, I just can't stand their behavior!" Cassandra added.

"Got it, got it!" Kyle casually put his hand on Cassandra's shoulder.

"All right!"

"Quite thoughtful!"

Kyle acknowledged this free labor's thoughts!

"It's okay, Professor Dumbledore won't do anything to me!"

Kyle is fully confident.

Hogwarts couldn't possibly expel a young wizard who had pulled out the sword of Gryffindor, the only one in a thousand years, could it?

"Hmph!" Cassandra glanced at Kyle's hand on her shoulder.

Her face blushed imperceptibly.

...

After a while, the Slytherins are all called out of the dormitory.

As soon as they arrived at the common room, they saw the fierce flames floating on the ceiling.

"Merlin's beard, what's this?"

"Is this really Fiendfyre?"

"How can it be controlled to this extent?"

These Slytherins, with their distinguished family backgrounds, could see the terrifying extent of Kyle's control over Fiendfyre.

[Ding! Detected shock emotions!]

[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a silver treasure chest!]

...

[Ding! Detected shock emotions!]

[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a bronze treasure chest!]

...

[Ding! Detected shock emotions!]

[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a bronze treasure chest!]

...

In an instant, more than forty treasure chests arrived.

Although they were all silver and bronze quality, the quantity was plentiful.

...

"Very well, is everyone here?" Kyle approached the Slytherins with a smile on his face.

Although he was alone, under the terrifying Fiendfyre above his head, none of the Slytherins dared to meet Kyle's gaze.

"I believe I warned you all before."

"With Professor Dumbledore at Hogwarts, there are many methods I cannot employ."

"But that doesn't mean I can tolerate your repeated provocations."

"Kyle, but we haven't done anything." Gemma Fawcett, the female student, couldn't help but defend.

"Oh? Is that so?" Kyle raised an eyebrow.

"But Draco Malfoy just said Slytherin is the realm of pure-blood nobility and doesn't welcome me..."

"So I assume this is a provocation from all of you."

...

With that said, everyone turned their angry gazes toward Malfoy.

Damn it!

Everything was fine. Why did you provoke this lunatic?

If you don't welcome him, just don't. Why represent everyone else?

One of Slytherin's mottos is self-preservation.

Having incurred everyone's wrath, Malfoy subconsciously lowered his head, unable to meet anyone's gaze like a quail.

"I hate trouble, and I hate endless trouble even more..."

Kyle snapped his fingers, and the items in the common room immediately turned into winding black snakes.

Wrapping around the Slytherin students.

"So I've decided to settle it once and for all!"

"Kyle, don't go too far. Most members of the Sacred Twenty-Eight are here."

"Are you going to fight all the pure-blood families?" Marcus, seeing the situation, is suddenly reminded of psychological trauma.

He shouted in a stern voice.

"Is that so? The Flint family?"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Kyle chuckled lightly and pointed with his hand.

This time it was a real Killing Curse.

Under the amplification of the "Heart of Dark Magic," the green light beam was three times thicker than an ordinary Killing Curse.

It passed right by Marcus's nose.

"Don't... don't kill me!"

Marcus had never seen such a scene before and was scared stiff on the spot.

A fishey smell emanated from his body.

[Ding! Detected fear emotions!]

[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a golden treasure chest!]

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"If it were outside the school, this Killing Curse wouldn't have been missed. I welcome the Flint family to seek revenge on me at any time!"

"Or I can issue a blood feud against your Flint family!"

The so-called blood feud among pure-blood families is a very ancient and bloody activity.

It means that if irreconcilable conflicts arise between two families, all members of both families will fight to the death.

Unknown until one side's members are all dead.

Generally, even the winning family would suffer greatly.

So even in the most chaotic and lawless medieval times, such blood feuds were extremely rare.

It hadn't happened for centuries.

But it had to be admitted that this kind of blood feud is still clearly recorded in wizarding history.

If one party demands a blood feud and the other refuses, it would be a devastating blow to the family honour cherished by pure-blood families.

"Is there anyone else who wants to resist me like Mr. Flint?"

Kyle scanned the Slytherins present.

Everyone instinctively lowered their heads.

Madman!

This guy is definitely a madman!

He's just enrolled, and he's already talking about engaging in a blood feud with pure-blood families!