Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

As for the lethality that her fist can cause, Elena still has a rough idea.

If you really hit the boy ’s fragile position with full strength, there may be a large range of bleeding if you accidentally cause a direct death. After all, the medical level of the magic world has always been in a chaotic state of high and low. .

But it is a quarrel between classmates, even if it rises to bullying on the campus, it will not be a killer full of malicious pain. Not to mention, Elena has a little mental cleansing.

Therefore, Elena consciously moved her fist up a few inches, full of benevolence, and hit **** the abdominal plexus under Derek's chest and ribs.

"Uh ..."

Derek, who had never experienced social beatings, made a vague whimper, his eyes bulging outwards, and the whole person bowed like a cooked prawn. The severe pain accompanied him with an extreme nausea and dizziness. Brain.

Boom!

Without supporting for a second, the tall Derek shook his feet, his sturdy body fell down without any resistance, and he curled up on the floor with his belly full of pain.

Solved one temporarily, next ... Elena, who had exhausted all her energy, had no time to adjust her posture, and felt a scalp pain, as if a cow had hit her back.

"Derrick! Little girl, I tell you, you're done!"

Bore, who stood at the rear, growled loudly in shock, rushed forward to grab Elena's long silver hair, and punched the girl's thin back with her right fist.

"Well."

Elena groaned with pain, and leaned back unconsciously, raising her left foot to kick the wand in Derek's hand. Then bent his knees, struggling to leap upward, and slamming his head back into the chin of the third Slytherin student behind him.

boom!

There was another collision sound that sounded painful. Bol subconsciously released his hand and raised his foot to kick the silver-haired witch in front of him.

As a batsman of the Slytherin Academy team, he understands that this time they are definitely stubborn. This girl named Elena Kaslana is not a gentle Hufflepuff witch at all. She is definitely a little lunatic who fights with people all year round.

However, after all, the little girl is just a little girl. In the face of Elena, who is only one meter two, the advantage of the strong and strong Slytherin third grade in the fight is too obvious. Even if the two sides have some differences in fighting experience, but in the case of close combat, Elena ’s arm length and height make it impossible for Elena to avoid Bohr ’s attack. The two wrestled together and threw their fists desperately to smash them into each other.

"Damn bitch, I will definitely make you pay the price." Because Elena left a little force, fell to Derrick's teeth and grinned on the ground to stand up, her face full of crazy anger, fingers Fumbled towards the wand kicked aside.

"Still stunned, go and help! Susan, you go to the common room to call someone!"

Hannah Abbot glanced at the scared wizards around him, turned his head and yelled at Susan, then squeezed his fists and rushed towards the three people who were fighting together.

"Gore, Crab, come on together! It's because of us that the elder sister's head fought." The hesitation on Draco Malfoy's face flashed, and he looked at Elena in front of her, her eyes firmed and her lips lifted. Sleeve up and follow Hannah without hesitation.

"Go! Fight with them!"

"It's so deceiving, we are not afraid of snake honey badgers, ah ah!"

"What about the upper grades, everyone beating them together!"

With the lead of the two, especially the little wizards who were originally filled with indignation looked at each other and fluttered their fists together, and Derek was called again by the wailing little wizards before they stood up. on the ground.

"You little lunatics, I want to ... ah! Bastard ... I swear ... ah!"

The entire Yongdao was caught in a scuffle.

...

The fight did not last long, a few minutes later.

The victory of the first-year freshman who dominates the absolute number is almost inevitable. The only shortcoming in the ointment is that when the two sides have just started to fight, Bryce Chabini screamed and ran away in fright.

In the not-so-spacious corridor, the previously fierce Derek and Ball had their hair scattered and curled up unconsciously in the corner, covered with footprints and bruises.

Draco Malfoy opened his arms insignificantly, lying on the floor breathlessly, pale blonde hair lying messy on his head, and in the previous melee, he was hit by a heavy ball on his stomach. The left eye also swelled quickly, unable to tell whether it was blood or sweat that blocked his sight.

Click, click.

He heard a light footstep stop beside him, Draco tilted his head and tried to narrow his eyes to look aside.

"are you OK?"

Amidst the swaying fire, a delicate-looking silver-haired girl walked in front of him, bent his knees with one hand, bent down and extended his hand toward him, trying to pull him off the ground, Draco felt The pain seems to have alleviated a lot.

"Why fight, just discuss and give in, even if you agree to come down, you can leave."

Draco murmured complexly, looking at the burnt black marks on Elena's body and the bruised and swollen arms.

"Because, we are friends."

Elena pulled on her shirt to cover the scars and smiled brightly. The bright smile brightened the entire stone corridor instantly as if it were sunlight.

"Sister Elena, I ..."

Draco Malfoy, lying on the ground, froze for a moment, plucking up the courage to prepare to say something.

Suddenly, a chaotic footsteps came from the left side, accompanied by the rude voices and laughter of several boys. On the left side, it was the direction of the Slytherin common room.

Hearing the voice, Draco Malfoy's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Elena in horror.

"It's Marcus them, Marcus Flint! They are members of the Slytherin Quidditch team like Bol and Derek. You go away or hide ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I Come……"

However, it was too late.

Before Draco finished speaking, the members of the Slytherin team who had been talking loudly had turned from the end of the tunnel, and faced with the scene in the tunnel, everyone suddenly stopped talking as if they had been magically cast. .

"How is this going?"

Marcus, who was chatting with the gorilla-like chaser Graham Monta, glanced at Derek and Bol, who were curled up in the corner of the corridor, their expressions became particularly ugly, as if they had met a fly while eating.

A glance at the two brave men on the ground, and the first-year wizards of Hufflepuff College all covered with scars, the senior students of Slytherin standing at the end of the fist draw their wands, as if they were big The enemy looked forward.

"Draco, sorry."

Elena glanced at the black and silver robe in front of her, turned her head to look at the little boy with swollen eyes, and said something softly.

"Hey? Why ..." Draco Malfoy raised his head in confusion, and a bright white forehead quickly expanded.

boom!

Put down Draco Malfoy, who was stunned in a daze, Elena stood up, kicked quietly and kicked Gower and Crab struggling to get up, and motioned them to continue lying on the ground dead.

Then, walking to the front of the crowd, and facing the row of senior students at Slytherin College with their magic wands, Elena said calmly without fear.

"As you can see, these Slytherin students were attempted to be robbed and threatened and we were knocked down."

She doesn't think that the proud Slytherins will listen to the explanations of these first-year students, nor will they arrogantly think that they can solve the problems of everyone.

If conflict is inevitable ... at least make yourself look dignified.