Snakes in Hogwarts

Chapter 63-Ron's Spear

"Unexpectedly, Gryffindor likes to speak ill of others behind his back!" Draco turned out from the cabinet where the prizes were displayed.

Along with him were Crabbe, Andros, Zabini, and Pansy. A group of people stared at Weasley's unscrupulous words, which made him shrink behind Harry unnaturally.

Seeing this scene, Draco was even more proud.

He may not have realized that his few friends stayed up in the middle of the night to accompany him to the prize showroom on the fourth floor of the castle, perhaps not just to watch his excitement.

Maybe they wanted to help Draco support the scene.

This may be what Slytherin friendship should be.

Unlike Gryffindor, most Slytherins would not confide their true thoughts directly. The little snakes thought this was a very stupid practice.

No way, the little snakes are just such arrogant.

For friendship, snakes have expressions that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, and those who cannot understand Slytherin-style friendship will feel that the people in this college are cold-blooded and ruthless egoists.

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"Have your parents taught you not to speak ill of others behind your back?"

What made the little snakes laugh and cry was that Draco gave Weasley what Pansy said in the lounge not long ago, which made the latter's face flushed and messed up with him. Same hair.

I don't know if it is because of shame or anger.

"I think so too. They can't even support themselves, and probably don't have time to teach you." Draco continued to spray the venom. With so many people behind him, the little dragon was extremely arrogant.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Harry looked at Draco not far away angrily. He really couldn't understand that there was a boy who was even more annoying than Dudley in the world.

Moreover, the most hateful thing is that he opposes himself everywhere.

Thinking of this, Harry only felt a nameless anger rising in his heart. He had seen Malfoy upset for a long time, but he had no chance to vent.

Because most of the time, Professor McGonagall or other professors can always feel that something is wrong with them, which makes them never find a chance to fight well..

Perhaps because he defeated Draco in public for the first time in the afternoon flight class and was also selected as a Hogwarts Seeker, the confidence of the savior Porter greatly increased.

He feels he can do it.

Facing Draco who came to provoke him, he and Ron agreed without thinking.

That's why this duel of tonight came.

"Why do you have so many people here? This is not the same as what you said!" Ron also stammered back. He tried to muster his courage and tried to keep his momentum from weakening.

Compared with the mighty crowd on Draco's side, the savior Potter was undoubtedly much deserted.

Due to the appearance of Andros, Hermione was not classified into Gryffindor as in the original book.

Not even in the same academy with Potter, naturally she wouldn't participate in this duel between Harry and Draco.

At this moment, the little witch is probably quietly dreaming her next dream in the dormitory of the Ravenclaw Tower on the west side of the castle.

By Harry’s side, Ron was the only one, and behind them, a round-faced fat boy was standing there timidly. After seeing Andros, he couldn’t help but shrink behind them. Shrunk, expecting these two thin bodies to block his body.

The little boy behind them was naturally Neville. The poor guy couldn't remember the password to enter the lounge, which made him often trapped outside the lounge for a long time.

Although knowing that he is indeed a student of Gryffindor College, if you don't know the password, the fat lady will do her best to keep him out of the door.

Had it not happened to meet Harry and Ron who were out for a night tour, he would have been curled up on the floor outside until dawn.

As far as the current situation is concerned, maybe Hufflepuff will suit him better.Gryffindors seldom tolerate those of their kind who are not brave enough.

This is true for Neville, and so is Peter Pettigrew.

"What does this have to do with you, Weasley? We came to see Draco and Potter duel." Hearing Ron's questioning, Zabini stood up decisively.

Although, in front of outsiders, Slytherin will always

"Of course it does matter. How do we know if so many of you will abide by the agreement." Ron stretched his neck and retorted.

"Don't talk stupid Weasley, of course we will abide by the agreement, otherwise, now you have been huddled on the ground and beaten!" Andros' face was full of impatient.

He rarely interrupts other people's conversations so roughly, the main reason for doing so is that Andros doesn't like this stupid guy in front of him.

This dislike is largely because Ron Weasley finally married Hermione.

Rowling, what other international jokes are you making!

Why is he worthy of Hermione!

Andros didn't want to admit that after knowing the ending in the original book, he was a little bit jealous in his heart. What kind of shit luck did Ron, this stupid fellow have?

This jealousy quickly turned into anger.

This is also one of the reasons why Andros hopes that Hermione will be assigned to Ravenclaw. Only in this way will the girl not be involved in the savior Potter's trouble vortex, let alone have any result with this guy in front of her.

"If it hadn't been for Draco to agree in advance and tell us that this was a fair duel, I can guarantee that as soon as you stepped into this place, you were already brought down by our curse." Andros sneered. His words contain undisguised irony.

Speaking of it, this was the first time he attacked a person so fiercely with words. Unlike when he molested Draco, those words were just jokes between friends.

Perhaps even Andros himself didn't realize that he had a low tolerance for Ron. When he saw the freckled face under the red hair, he felt an unnamed anger surge in his heart.

"Ander, how do I feel that your proposal seems to be good?" Pansy also scared the opposite Gryffindor with a smirk. Not only him, but the snakes looked at the nervous savior with ridicule. .

They waved the magic wands in their hands and made constant gestures toward Potter.

This made Harry and Ron hurriedly took out the wands from their robes, as if the fragile little stick in their hands would dispel the tension in their hearts.

As for Neville, he seemed to turn around and run away at any time.

The Slytherins laughed unabashedly, especially Draco, who was not too excited now.

"Okay, don't scare them."

"We will abide by the agreement and come here soon." Looking at Potter and his group standing in the door hesitantly, Andros waved impatiently.

The morale attack is almost here.

If we continue, I'm afraid they will be scared and turn around and run away.

Yes, those words of Andros also impose psychological pressure on Potter.

Although Andros believed in his heart that Draco had no problem cleaning up the young savior, he would undoubtedly greatly increase the chances of Xiaolong winning.

Slytherin is so unscrupulous.

Little snakes will always seek the greatest benefit for themselves within the scope permitted by the rules. This is the talent of snakes.

"Hurry up, go to bed early after the fight, I think you don't want to be discovered by the night-watching professor."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and then came to the opposite side of Slytherin together.

"This duel was played by Draco Malfoy and his assistant Vincent Crabbe against Harry Potter and his assistant Ron Weasley."

"The rules of the duel are very simple. Only the wand is allowed, and no physical contact is allowed. The duel adopts a one-to-one rule. The assistant will act as a substitute to replace the duel after the duel is defeated or loses the ability to move. Or until you admit defeat."

"Do you have any questions?" After speaking the rules, Andros looked at the savior Potter.

"No, we have no problem." Potter squeezed the wand in the handshake tightly. Although he always wanted to be fat and beat Draco, when this kind of thing was really before him, the savior began to cramp again. Uneasy.

He desperately recalled the spells taught by the professors, hoping to pick out one or two spells that could be used for a duel.

"Well, now you guys stand face-to-face. The opponents in the duel need to bow to each other first."

"bow?"

"what did you say?"

"impossible!"

"I don't want to bow to Scar's head!"