Hogwarts Homecoming

Pansy Parkinson, as well as Malfoy and Millicent standing behind him, every Slytherin student wears a silver-green badge on their chest.

The badge had a pattern of a beaver, but when Pansy Parkinson pressed the badge with her hand, the beaver's hair quickly grew long, brown hair, and then its facial features turned into a beaver in a rapid rotation. Hermione's face, however, was less patterned, with the beaver's exaggerated incisors and body still retained.

Everyone in Slytherin followed suit, and then Harry saw a beaver thrust into Hermione's face.

Most of the little wizards in Hufflepuff laughed again, including Ernie and Finch-Reely, who had a good relationship with Harry in the past. Not to mention the Slytherin guys, they all praised them. He kept laughing with his belly full, like he was crazy.

Although the girls in Ravenclaw did not do this, they also looked on with cold eyes.

Perhaps, it is gratifying that Qiu Zhang did not do this. She seemed to feel that this behavior was inappropriate and was looking at Harry worriedly, while Luna was staring at the ceiling in a daze, seemingly unaware of What's happening now. In addition, Cedric, who is also a warrior, was also very embarrassed. He didn't know whether he should stop the Slytherins from doing this.

Apart from being angry, Harry was also a little bit in disbelief.

Slytherins, these disgusting snakes, didn't make any noise in Hagrid's class, but they actually went to Professor Blaine's PE class to collectively laugh at Hermione. Could it be that they didn't know that angering Professor Blaine would lead to What are the consequences? !

Harry didn't have the extra energy to think about what Professor Blaine would do if he saw this scene later. What he wanted to do was to maintain Hermione's dignity.

"Take that stupid thing off, Parkinson, or I'll make you pay!"

Harry growled.

"Come on, Harry--"

Unexpectedly, the first person to stop Harry from losing his temper was Hermione. She stopped Harry with one arm. Facing those badges that humiliated her, Hermione kept her voice calm.

"It's not worth it. I know they will always find ways to prove their superficiality and stupidity."

"What's the matter?"

Pansy Pankinson pushed her breasts higher,

"Don't you like this, Granger? We are all supporting you. Look at these beautiful front teeth. Maybe they can help you block some attacks when you are in danger!"

What he said was really too much. Even Hermione clenched her fists and her eyes flashed, and Harry's anger almost broke through the dam in his heart. If Parkinson hadn't been a girl after all, maybe He was about to rush forward and greet that ugly face with his fists!

"I'll say it one last time--"

Maybe Harry wouldn't feel so angry if these people insulted him. Over the years at Hogwarts, he had long been accustomed to fighting people like Slytherin, but Harry couldn't look at his best friend. When a friend suffers such an insult, his voice lowers and becomes deeper, which only makes him appear more dangerous.

"Take off that stupid badge"

"What if we are not happy, Potter?" Draco stood up with a smile, "What are you going to do?"

Harry suddenly took out his wand, and he was not the only one to do so. Behind him, Fred, George, Angelina, Ginny and others all took out their wands and pointed them at Slater almost at the same time. Lin's student.

The Hufflepuff students collectively exclaimed, but instead of stopping them, they stepped back a few steps to leave the battlefield open to me.

Seeing this scene, Malfoy and Parkinson not only did not feel provoked and angry, but became even more proud. They made all kinds of weird looks. Millicent even took off his badge and put it on his head. This made it even more obvious to the Gryffindor students opposite.

"Don't do it!"

Hermione yelled sharply. She ran out of the team with her back to Slytherin and opened her arms to stop Harry and the Gryffindor classmates.

"Put your wand down, Harry, and don't do anything!"

"Unless they take off that badge that humiliates you first!"

Harry's green eyes were shining with fire as he stared at Malfoy.

"Don't fall for the trap, Harry, and you guys, can't you see, this is a trap!" Hermione said eagerly, "They are just waiting for you to use your wand!"

Hermione gasped rapidly,

"Professor Brain told us that students in the physical education class are never allowed to use wands when they have conflicts with others in the castle, otherwise he will give extremely severe punishment to those involved in the conflict. Believe me, that is definitely not the case. He might put you in confinement or deduct points, and he might kick you out of this class!"

Hermione's reminder was like a cold stream of water pouring down from the top of the head, causing all the students in Gryffindor House, including Harry, to collectively regain their consciousness. They all remembered that Professor Blaine had indeed said These words!

Harry caught a flash of disappointment on Malfoy's face, which seemed to confirm Hermione's statement.

The price of being excluded from this class by Professor Blaine was unbearable for everyone. Harry gritted his teeth. He did not expect Malfoy and Slytherin to be so vicious and cunning.

"What's the matter, Potter?"

Seeing that his well-planned conspiracy was about to fail, Malfoy was unwilling to accept it and still laughed sarcastically,

"Are you starting to like our creativity?"

And Pansy Parkinson also came out at the right time. She took out a bag, which contained the kind of badges they wore.

"I have many more here, do you want one?"

Hermione tried her best to persuade everyone to put down their wands, but Cedric seemed to finally be able to stand it no longer. He squeezed out of the crowd, frowned and said to the Slytherin group,

"There's no need for this, right? We all belong to Hogwarts, and we're all classmates in this class. Professor Brain certainly doesn't want to see us fighting among ourselves."

"We're supporting you, Diggory!"

Malfoy's smooth smile looked a bit like Professor Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang. He took the bag from Pansy's hand, bypassed Cedric, and walked towards the group of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Man, shake the bag in your hand,

"Is there anyone who would like to give Diggory a little more support?"

To be honest, no one is a fool. Everyone knows that Malfoy and Slytherin students are only targeting Granger and Potter. However, there are still many little Hufflepuff wizards who show eager eyes. After all, Most would be happy to give Gryffindor a kick in this matter.

In particular, they heard that the victory at Hogwarts would be decided by a joint score between Diggory and Granger, which undoubtedly held Cedric back.

"This poor little bastard!"

One of Fred and George said behind Harry, and then Harry heard the sound of rolling up his sleeves, and this reminded him that he had forgotten that he did not have to rely on a wand to teach him a lesson and live in peace. Not long after, Malfoy started to make trouble again.

However, someone acted faster than them!

Just when Harry and the twins rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush forward to teach Malfoy a lesson, a clear clang suddenly sounded from the end of the Gryffindor team!

Clang!

Harry immediately turned his head to see what was going on, but he only turned halfway. A black shadow with a cold light flashed past him. Harry's eyes quickly followed it, and he saw a The man waved something and rushed towards Malfoy at an astonishing speed. Almost in the blink of an eye, that man had already arrived in front of Malfoy. When everyone saw who it was, they all grew up. He closed his mouth and stared with disbelief at the man holding up the swords worn by those armors on the wall of the classroom!

"Hand it over, Malfoy!"

The sword's edge shone with cold light and trembled slightly. It was only a few feet away from Malfoy's forehead. Neville, whose face was red, gritted his teeth and said.

At the same time, Amosta, who witnessed this scene outside the door, also raised his eyebrows.

The October update is complete, and I really want to mess it up in November. . .