The Druid Master of Hogwarts

Fifty-six, Harry is my beloved sibling.

Neither Harry nor Ron regretted the fight, they both wanted to teach that pretentious brain a lesson for a long time.

Although due to their size and number of people, the two of them are actually more seriously injured this time, but Harry and Ron's target has always been Malfoy, who is their focus, so his situation is no worse than Harry and Ron. Fortunately, Goyle and Crabbe were not hurt.

But as long as Malfoy had been taught, Harry and Ron were more than satisfied.

What's more, they also deducted fifty points with Slytherin. Gryffindor has been at the bottom of the score since the beginning of the school year. The only meaning of the twenty points is to make the hourglass of Gryffindor a little better, and Not much practical significance.

But Slytherin's is different. Without these fifty points, their score was immediately counter-pressed by Ravenclaw...

I don't know if this is the intention of Professor Flitwick. After all, he is not only the professor of Charms, but also the dean of Ravenclaw.

After Madam Pomfrey's treatment, the five continued to glare at each other out of the infirmary.

Malfoy, who suffered a great loss, had a gloomy face and stared at Ron for a long time, almost making Harry think he wanted to do it again.

Just as Harry was holding the wand in his pocket nervously, thinking about what to use for the first spell, Malfoy snorted coldly, and turned away with his two valet, Harry vaguely returning. He could be heard mumbling words like "my dad".

"It looks like our brain master is planning to go back and call the parents."

Harry joked with Ron pretending to be relaxed, but there was a trace of concern in his eyes. Even if he didn't know much about the wizarding world, he also knew that Malfoy was a rich family, and he had connections with high-level Ministry of Magic gangsters. shallow.

"Don't worry, even his father can't do anything to my house."

Ron noticed Harry's concern and said comfortably, "Although our family is indeed a little poor, and we are called pure-blood traitors by pure-blood families like Malfoy, it is not something they can easily handle. , and Dumbledore won't sit back and watch them bully people."

The lightness in Ron's tone didn't sound like he was lying, and he mentioned Dumbledore, which reassured Harry a little, and he began to reminisce about the joy he had just taught Malfoy.

"Have you seen the miserable appearance of the brain gate? To be honest, I wanted to give him a good beating for a long time."

"Hahaha! Of course, the bridge of his nose was interrupted by me!"

"I guess he'll be deducted by Snape when he goes back, because Snape doesn't recognize who he is! Hahahahaha!"

"That's right, he's bruised and swollen, maybe even his parents don't recognize him!"

Although they were no better than Malfoy themselves, that didn't stop Harry and Ron from laughing at Malfoy.

The two of them chatted and laughed all the way back to the Charms classroom. Harry and Ron, like generals returning from victory, held their heads high, walked away under the surprised eyes of other classmates, and swaggered back to their seats. .

"What happened to you?"

As soon as Harry and Ron sat down, Seamus next to him asked in a low voice. The little wizards nearby also stretched out their ears, and those who were a little further away were also whispering, guessing how the injuries on the two of them were caused.

The class suddenly became a little noisy.

Hermione, the only one who wanted to listen carefully, frowned and cast a grumbling glance at Harry and Ron.

Feishu, who was sleeping in the desk drawer as usual, was also awakened by these noisy noises. He shook his ears, then sniffed, smelling the smell of scar head, not wanting to see his Feishu. He changed positions in the desk, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Professor Flitwick, who knew what happened, coughed twice,

Raising the volume slightly, "Quiet!"

The commotion in the class gradually subsided.

"For the previous content, the two of you can borrow notes from other classmates. Next, we will continue our study of the Orientation Spell..."

Professor Flitwick first glanced around the classroom, and finally fell on Harry and Ron, seeing them both shrink their heads in guilt, and then he continued the previous lesson.

It's just that although the classroom is quiet, most of the students are not focused on learning.

Except for Hermione and Fish, the other students glanced at Harry and Ron from time to time.

After all, this was the most turbulent time among the freshmen except for Fei Xu. Naturally, these little wizards who had not been in school for a long time could not contain their curiosity.

If it's a senior year, especially the grade where the twins are, it's no surprise.

Time flew by in Professor Flitwick's narration, and when the Charms class ended, Harry and Ron were immediately surrounded by a group of impatient little wizards.

"What happened to you?"

"Who did you fight with?"

"Is it Slytherin? How many points did they take?"

The plan proposed by Fish and the twins had only recently passed, and it was only natural that someone had linked their situation to that plan.

Although Harry and Ron didn't do it deliberately, they also managed to drag Slytherin into the water by accident.

"Meow?"

Even Fei Xu came up curiously after seeing the tragic situation of the two, but his thoughts were a little different...

"Red Hair No. 4, did you beat Scarhead for me?" (●?ω?●)

Ron, who was about to brag along the previous guess, immediately stopped the conversation. He turned his head to look at Fisher, and saw a pair of big green eyes staring at him.

Ron didn't even think about it, and replied as soon as his head was hot, "Yes! It's because Harry made you angry that I beat him up!"

Harry: "..."

"Meow! Red-haired No. 4, you are such a good person!"

Fish patted Ron's shoulder hard, and then he glanced at Harry, who looked awkward.

"Actually...I'm not particularly mad at you, meow."

Looking at Harry's blue and purple face, Fish scratched his cheek, generously deciding not to be angry with Scarhead.

Harry, who wanted to pierce Ron, swallowed the words he was about to blurt out in an instant, then patted his chest and said, "This little injury is nothing!"

Harry tugged at the wound as he said that, and he grinned again in pain.

When the pain subsided a little, Harry leaned over to Fish and whispered, "If there is a chance, I will secretly lend you a broom to play with."

"I don't want meow!" (〃`3′〃)

However, Fisch refused decisively. In his opinion, it is no longer a matter of whether he can play broomsticks, but Minerva has other "cats"!

Even if Feixu doesn't take his anger at Scarhead now, it doesn't mean he can easily forgive Minerva!

Fish was now waiting for Minerva to coax him and confess to him.

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