Hogwarts' Golden Glory

Kane, however, seemed oblivious, paying no heed to the commotion.

He simply stood there quietly, a smile on his face, a hint of disdain in his eyes, as if the actions of these people were nothing more than a farce to him.

"In that case, don't come crying and begging for mercy later."

Kane slightly raised his wand, and a dazzling red light shone from the tip of the wand once again. The light was like a sharp bolt of lightning, instantly striking everyone around him.

Before the young wizards could even react, they felt a powerful force suddenly strike them, their wands flying uncontrollably high into the air. Then, their bodies were violently thrown back by an invisible force, crashing heavily to various parts of the arena.

Kane looked at the mess before him and couldn't help but feel a little smug.

This disarming spell is really useful. Against these young wizards with limited strength, just a little bit of magic is enough to disarm all of their wands at once, and also knock them unconscious. It's really convenient.

"Well done, Kane! You're absolutely amazing!"

When Draco saw that only Kane remained standing proudly in the ring, he became so excited that his face turned red, and he cheered wildly, his eyes filled with admiration and respect for Kane.

Professor Snape stood aside, watching this scene quietly, secretly pleased with himself.

This child is incredibly strong, and his talent for potions is exceptional. He truly deserves to be my godson.

However, when his gaze swept over the students lying haphazardly on the stage, his face instantly darkened.

This kid went way too far. Although the disarming spell won't do much damage to these young wizards, what if something goes wrong?

As Kane's godfather, he didn't have time to clean up this mess for him.

"Good disarming spell. Kane, Draco, you two go and wake these guys up in the ring." Professor Snape frowned, a hint of displeasure in his voice.

"Yes, Dean! Recover quickly!" Kane responded, waving his wand and casting a healing spell.

Soft rays of light slowly emanated from the tip of the wand, like warm sunlight gently enveloping the unconscious students. After a short while, they gradually awoke.

Professor Snape was slightly taken aback upon seeing this.

He truly hadn't expected that Kane would possess healing magic.

This type of magic demands a high level of control over magical power and mental strength from the caster. Most Slytherin students, due to family traditions and their own personality traits, would disdain learning this "gentle" magic. However, Kane had mastered it, which surprised him somewhat.

Professor Snape originally intended for his two brothers to wake the students up one by one by pinching their philtrum using the most primitive method.

Firstly, it was to punish Kane for his lack of restraint; disarming him would have been enough, why knock him unconscious?

Secondly, I also wanted to take this opportunity to suppress this kid's arrogance. He always acted disrespectfully in front of me, so this was a good chance to make him understand who was in charge.

But who could have imagined that Kane would pull this stunt, completely disrupting his plans?

The awakened snakes were filled with fear in their eyes. Their previous arrogance had vanished without a trace, replaced by deep awe and dread.

They looked at Kane as if he were an unattainable powerhouse, their hearts filled with apprehension.

Kane was quite pleased with their appearance.

In Slytherin, strength reigns supreme; only absolute power can earn the awe and respect of others, and that is exactly the effect he wanted.

"It seems that the chief candidate is already obvious."

From this moment forward, Kane Malfoy will be the top student of your first year.

However, don't be discouraged. There will be another chance to challenge for the top spot when the next semester starts. If you're strong enough then, you can also take that position. Alright, you've all worked so hard, you must be tired. Go back to your dorms and rest.

Professor Snape looked at the group of dejected young wizards below the stage, softened his tone slightly, and spoke encouragingly.

After all, these students who enter Slytherin come from diverse backgrounds and have received varying levels of magical education before enrollment, so it is inevitable that there will be differences among them at the beginning of the semester.

Some exceptionally gifted students, after a semester of hard work, can not only quickly narrow the gap with others, but may even overtake those who were originally ahead.

Of course, this situation is extremely rare.

Moreover, in Professor Snape's mind, Kane was a magical genius he had never seen before.

It now seems that even that mysterious man whose name cannot be mentioned was probably no match for him at Kane's age.

Professor Snape's gaze swept across the audience, noticing that among the students who had just been defeated, some were secretly clenching their fists, their eyes revealing a resolute determination to never give up.

He knew in his heart that these kids were now determined to challenge Kane and reclaim the top spot when the next semester started.

Professor Snape could only silently wish them good luck.

At the same time, let us mourn for the difficult challenges they are about to face... After all, it is no easy task to shake Kane's position.

"The boys' dormitory is on the left, and the girls' dormitory is on the right. The head student has a separate room, and the rest of you will be in rooms of five. Please make your own arrangements and don't be late for class tomorrow!"

After giving his concise and efficient instructions, Snape strode away.

Upon hearing that the Chief could have a room all to himself, the surrounding snakes instantly cast envious glances at Kane, their eyes filled with longing and jealousy.

At the same time, a fighting spirit secretly ignited in their hearts. They clenched their fists, determined to defeat Kane next time no matter what and take the coveted top spot.

Kane had not expected that the position of chief would have such additional benefits, and he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

After everything was settled, everyone was exhausted and prepared to go back to their rooms to rest.

Kane neatly arranged the books he had brought on the bookshelf in his bedroom. Looking around, he thought to himself that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would be spending the next few years in this room, and he needed to plan his future carefully.

Over the years, Kane has never stopped rigorously training his physical fitness. Over time, his physical strength has far surpassed that of his peers, and is even stronger than many adult wizards.

In his view, most wizards neglected the training of their physical functions, immersing themselves in magical studies all day long, resulting in pitifully poor physical fitness, perhaps even worse than Muggles who engage in manual labor.

In terms of magical skill, Kane felt he had reached the level of a high-level mage, but the realm of a great mage seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier that he could never overcome.

Moreover, he has consistently devoted relatively little time to the study of dark magic.

Firstly, while the power of black magic is certainly tempting, it also harbors immense dangers; a slight misstep could turn one into a monster without eyebrows or a nose.

Secondly, blindly groping in the dark is far less efficient than standing on the shoulders of giants. Hogwarts, with its strong faculty, is undoubtedly the perfect place for his all-around development!