Harry Potter: It's just a billion points of dark magic

The train obviously had half an hour to go, but as soon as the little witch came in, you couldn't wait to get on the train, and old Malfoy didn't even bother to think about Draco's thoughts.

Old Malfoy pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "You must study hard in school. You are still in a young grade, and you can't fully understand some problems."

"Your father and I were the same as you back then, remember that time"

Before Lucius finished speaking to Malfoy, Malfoy dragged his luggage and walked onto the train, leaving only Lucius messed up in the wind.

At this time, not far away, the talents of Azkaban also gathered together to see Leicester off.

With Kaka the house-elf, Lester was empty-handed and carried nothing.

In fact, he doesn't like to engage in formalism, but because of his younger brother's request, he still had no choice but to let everyone see him off.

After watching Leicester get on the train, the group of talents did not leave immediately, but stayed at the train station instead.

"Brother A Biao, look, is that blond-haired man from the Malfoy family?" Scar pulled La Sangbiao's sleeve, pointing at Lucius who was out of tune with the normal environment around him.

Sang Biao used to be the thug of the Yunus family, so he naturally knew the heads of the major pure-blood families.

"Yes, he is the patriarch of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy"

All the prisoners were excited when they heard that this person was the wealthy Lucius Malfoy.

In order to send Leicester to school, except for the fact that he couldn't leave because of something, the rest of the prominent people in Azkaban came out.

The wretched old man Leona, the Breaking Bad master Scar, and the third-generation Dark Lord Sangbiao.

The three giants of Azkaban, none of these three people is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Leonard pondered for a moment, then whispered: "I have a bold idea"

Seeing this, Sangbiao and Scar immediately listened. A few minutes later, all three of them showed evil smiles.

Not far away, Lucius broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

. . . . . .

Taking the Hogwarts Express, Lester watched the scene fly by outside the window.

By virtue of his status as the leader of Slytherin, he had an exclusive private room on the Hogwarts Express.

Malfoy went to pester Hermione, and he just sat with a group of Gryffindor girls.

Jedi and the others were also in a hurry, and took the initiative to take over Malfoy's daily tasks and challenged the Gryffindor students.

It can be seen that these people's holidays are really suffocating.

While Lester was looking at the scenery outside the window, a loud noise came from outside the private room.

"Neville, you are really stupid. You have been studying for more than half a year, why can't you even cast a floating spell?"

"Really, how did you assign people like you to our Gryffindor? It clearly lowered our honor."

"Okay, everyone, don't talk about Neville like that. Neville is just a bit stupid. As long as he works hard, he can act like a normal little wizard."

In the private room, Lester couldn't help frowning slightly.

Before, he thought it was Jedi and the others who were bullying others, but unexpectedly, the person being bullied was actually Neville.

And the person who bullied Neville was none other than Gryffindor's own people.

Instead of going out in a hurry to stop it, Lester listened carefully in the private room instead.

Outside the private room, poor Neville was surrounded by two men and a woman. One of them was Neville's peers, both first-year students.

As for the other taller boy, he was a fourth-year Gryffindor student.

At this time, the fourth grade senior was extremely hypocritical, pretending to blame the other two:

"It's true, you two juniors. Junior Neville is just a little stupid. How can you say that about him?"

"I see you guys bully Neville a lot, don't you?"

A trace of gratitude flashed in Neville's eyes. Naively, he thought that all the seniors in his college could be trusted.

A boy and a girl in the first grade sang together: "Senior Dean, how could we bully him, it's just this idiot who lowered our grades."

The girl fired at Senior Dean with her big eyes, and said coquettishly, "You don't know, Neville has a problem with his mind. Thomas told me that he would cry in the Gryffindor lounge from time to time, which affects everything. I went to study at home”

The boys at the same level as Neville also quickly said: "That's right, this Neville not only has brain problems, but also poor studies. In class, he was the slowest at learning spells, which really dragged us back. Even Slater Lin's gang of bad guys can't even look down on him!"

Neville's face turned extremely ugly, and he was even more aggrieved. He looked at Senior Dean for help, and wanted him to speak a fair word.

But Dean didn't look at Neville's pitiful eyes at all, and said righteously: "Junior Neville, what you did is wrong. The lounge is a place to rest and study, not a place to wipe your tears."

"And you are still slow in learning spells. It's your fault that you let us Gryffindor lose face in front of those bad Slytherins."

Neville was very wronged, and at the same time, he hated himself for being a waste.

"Is it really my fault?" Neville muttered to himself with some doubts about his life.

At this moment, Senior Dean said: "How about this, in order not to let you drag Gryffindor down, I can teach you spells in my spare time."

"However, of course there is a price. After all, seniors' time is also very precious. A class costs 1 Galleon. That's the deal."

"After school starts, I will start making up lessons for you!"

"One Galleon per class!" Neville couldn't believe Senior Dean's words.

The salary of a Ministry of Magic employee is only 30 Galleons a month, how dare Senior Dean ask for it!

"That's the deal!" Dean said very domineeringly, with an unquestionable tone: "Senior, this is all for your own good."

At the same time, Dean said in a threatening tone: "Junior Neville, if you let other people know that you dragged Gryffindor back, and let everyone be laughed at by the bad guys of Slytherin, you will know the consequences yourself! "

Hearing the naked threats from his senior, Neville was extremely desperate.

In the box, Leicester, who knew the cause of the incident, also had a chill on his face.

The Neville family are all heroes who have dedicated their lives to the Ministry of Magic, but the truth is that heroes are always the most tragic.

If Neville's parents were both killed in battle, it might be more helpful to Neville's life, because the Ministry of Magic would give them a large pension out of humanitarianism.

Neville can also enjoy generous treatment from the families of martyrs. Not only will he receive a monthly allowance from the government, but he will also be a symbol of his roots in the Ministry of Magic in the future.

But Neville's parents didn't die, and they still needed to be hospitalized in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds.

Since Neville's grandma was still alive, the Ministry of Magic was willing to provide medical expenses all the time, but was unwilling to subsidize Neville too much.

This is indeed the most benevolent, after all, St. Mungo's medical expenses are not cheap.

And in Lester's view, it is Dumbledore who should compensate the Longbottom family the most, not the Ministry of Magic!