Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

"ah!……"

Being suddenly attacked at the moment when the water is about to be released, you can imagine what a stimulating sensory experience it is.

A melodious groan came from Malfoy's mouth, and he turned around almost subconsciously.

"do not move!"

Harry and Ronald were frightened and held Malfoy's body firmly, "If you dare to turn around, you will be dead! Deal with it quickly!"

In such a weird posture, Malfoy completed the big release tremblingly and growled:

"Pote! Are you looking for death?"

"I'm telling you, you're finished. I'll tell Professor Snape when I get back!"

"Malfoy, if you don't want your head to be stuffed, just answer my question honestly." Harry sneered and pushed Malfoy's head down again, scaring him so hard that he looked up.

"No, no, no, I was wrong. Let me go first and say it properly."

"Why don't I sue the professor?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll ask and you answer." Harry looked extremely cold as he studied the movies he had watched.

Malfoy almost went crazy, "Then you should ask, don't be so special!"

"Did you open the secret room?"

"Fart, Mrs. Norris, who we bumped into together at that time, how could it be that I opened it!"

"Then you still dare to accuse me wrongly?" Harry was angry: "You knew that I was not the one to open the secret room, but you just said that deliberately.

Malfoy said matter-of-factly: "As far as our relationship is concerned, if I'm not disgusted with you, who is disgusted with you?"

Harry was almost furious, but he still didn't forget his purpose of catching Malfoy. After kicking him twice, he asked angrily:

"Who opened the secret room? Don't pretend to be confused. Your performance that time was not surprising at all!"

"Don't slander me, Poit." Malfoy wanted to try to quibble, but Harry gave Ronald a look.

The two of them worked hard together, and Malfoy was about to be stuffed into the urinal. He could only shout in panic.

"Stop pressing it, I say! I say!"

"My dad told me. He said the secret room would be opened this year, but he didn't say much more. I really don't know!"

"Is that what your dad did?" Harry thought of the mean middle-aged blond man.

It was at Borgin Burke's that Lucius Malfoy sold a lot of stuff just to escape inspection by Mr. Weasley's department.

"How could it be him!" Malfoy shouted: "My father didn't even come to Hogwarts, how could he be the heir?"

"Who is that?!"

"Pote! I've told you everything I know. Let me go.

Harry flatly refused; "Impossible, you must know who opened the secret room, tell me, otherwise you will be expelled from school!"

"You fart!" Malfoy turned his face and shouted: "If I knew who the heir was, I would be the first to ask him to deal with you, and then drive those mudbloods out of the school!"

"You're done." After hearing this, Harry not only didn't get angry, but actually laughed out loud with schadenfreude.

"How dare you say that word, I'm going to tell Wayne."

"That's different." Malfoy said righteously: "Lawrence and his friends are not mudbloods. They all have excellent blood."

"What a double standard." Ronald complained, then looked at Harry: "Let's go tell Dumbledore.

Harry thought for a moment and shook his head slowly.

"We have no evidence that Malfoy did it. Even if we tell the principal, we can't do anything to him."

"Then let's forget it?" Ronald was a little reluctant.

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Harry gave Ronald a look, and the two of them pushed Malfoy away until they reached the bathroom door. Harry threw his wand back and warned before leaving:

"If you dare to talk nonsense in the future, I will come to the toilet to block you!"

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving in a hurry, Malfoy wailed.

"Pote! Just wait for me!"

The sound was so shrill that the little wizard who was about to come in was startled. He hesitated and walked downstairs.

Harry didn't expect Malfoy's revenge to come so quickly.

Not long after he returned to the lounge and was about to tell Hermione about the information he had just gained, Professor McGonagall came over.

When called by Percy outside the Fat Lady's portrait.

Harry saw McGonagall, Snape and Malfoy standing together and knew he was doomed.

At this time, Professor McGonagall was clearly suppressing his anger.

"Potter, Weasley, what did you just do?"

Harry said nothing, but looked at Malfoy with an incredulous look.

You actually went to make a report?

He and Malfoy had fought several times, even a midnight duel, but Malfoy had never made any snitches.

This gave Harry the illusion that the grudge between the two of them would only be resolved privately.

But he obviously didn't realize how much excitement the sudden attack had just brought to Malfoy.

It was so shuddering that I almost dropped it on my hand.

He just wants to kill Harry now, who cares about the 1V1 real men battle.

Besides, Harry was also the one who made the sneak attack with Ronald just now.

If you don't talk about martial ethics first, don't blame me for finding someone to conquer the world.

"Professor, I just suspect that Malfoy is related to the heir to the Chamber of Secrets." Harry lowered his head and defended himself in a low voice.

‘Suspicion?’ McGonagall was shaking with anger: “Can you force a classmate into the toilet to bully just because of suspicion?!”

"No, Professor, Malfoy said that he knew about the Chamber of Secrets." Harry said quickly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Malfoy's crying voice:

"Professor, they gave in. If I hadn't said that, they would have stuffed me into the urinal..."

Harry swore that he had never seen Malfoy acting so brilliantly.

At this time, Professor McGonagall became even more angry. He pointed at Harry and then at Ronald. He was speechless for a long time.

Snape stared at Harry coldly.

This was truly indifferent, without the complex emotions that usually characterized Harry.

Even though he knew that Malfoy was not innocent and had just lied to McGonagall, but... what Harry and Ronald did reminded him of the predators back then.

Relying on the strength of numbers, he was humiliated time and time again by James Potter and his followers.

Yes, he was not a good person at that time.

But who says that people who bully bad people must be good people?

At that time, everyone was the same, a young Death Eater, and a school bullying gang.

Don't laugh at anyone.

After pointing at the two of them for a long time, McGonagall said expressionlessly: "Let's go to Dumbledore with me.

"Professor, no." Harry looked at McGonagall anxiously. He didn't want Dumbledore to know what he had done and saw the disappointed look in his eyes.

"This is beyond my ability to handle. Only the principal can decide your punishment, hurry up and follow up.

McGonagall urged, turned and left.

Snape said nothing, and Malfoy walked in front with a proud smile on Harry and Harry.

Harry and Ronald, dragging their bodies like zombies, arrived at the principal's office unknowingly.

Professor McGonagall said the password and led several people up the escalator.

Surprisingly, the sound of conversation was heard in the office. Apparently there was someone else besides Dumbledore.

"Professor, this is what you promised me. You will return the things to me when I come back."

"Mr. Lawrence, I need to state that this is school property."

"Oh, let me put it another way. When I come back, you will leave the things to me for safekeeping. It has been almost a week.

"How about a few more days of grace? The time is too short, and there is no way to find any comfort at all."

"You can study it as you like after the agreed deadline."

"Merlin, old man, I don't know if I can survive until that time.

"You are in such good health that you will live a long life."

........I am over one hundred and ten years old. "

"Is two hundred years old considered a long life? Don't worry about these details."

While Wayne and Dumbledore were arguing [ Harry and others walked in.

‘Huh? Why are you here?’ Wayne said in surprise.

"Wayne." Harry greeted absentmindedly. This was his first time in Dumbledore's headmaster's office.

If he weren't waiting for punishment, he would definitely be very excited now, because Dumbledore's office is more interesting than any room in the castle.

But Harry was not in the mood at all now.

"Minerva, what is this?" Dumbledore looked at McGonagall.

"Let me tell you." Snape, who had been silent all this time, sneered and spoke.

"Our savior thought he could save everything. He suspected that he was in love with Mr. Malfoy and blocked him in the toilet."

"Oh yes, and his little red-haired follower."

"The two men bullied Mr. Malfoy inhumanely because of baseless suspicion.

"What a warm-hearted person. All the professors in the school are dead (caea), and it is the turn of the second-year students to protect the castle."

Snape's sarcasm said that one of Harry and Ronald's face was blue and white, and the other was as red as his hair.

Wayne was listening in amusement. Snape's knowledge of yin and yang was definitely as good as potions.

Professor McGonagall frowned, but couldn't say a word to refute.

"Is that so, Harry?" Dumbledore's face turned serious.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Any explanation at this time was feeble, and Harry could only lower his head and say.

"Expelled, must be expelled!" Phineas jumped out gloatingly.

"Dumbledore, look at Gryffindor House. They are a bunch of troublemakers. Without Gryffindors, the school would be a hundred times easier to manage!"

In one sentence, four people were offended.

Professor McGonagall looked at Phineas dissatisfied, and then said: "Albus, you decide the punishment, I have no objection."

"Thank you, Minerva, and thank you for the advice, Phineas."

Dumbledore said calmly, but the calmer he became, the more scared Harry and Ronald became.

Their legs were weak, and they could only rely on each other to keep from falling.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, I am very disappointed in you."

Dumbledore looked at the two people with sharp eyes. There was no turbidity that an old man of this age should have, but it was extremely clear, giving Harry and Ronald a huge sense of oppression.

"Mr. Malfoy is your classmate. No matter what you do, it is an extremely serious violation of school rules."

"Professor, we..."

"Please hear me out."

Harry lowered his head.

"First of all, you need to apologize to Mr. Malfoy and obtain his forgiveness."

"I'm sorry, Malfoy." Harry said dejectedly.

"Professor, what will you do if I don't accept it?" Malfoy looked at Dumbledore.

"I will fire them." Dumbledore said calmly.

Immediately, the two of them stared at Malfoy pleadingly, hoping that he would show his favor.

Snape's expression also changed slightly, but he remained silent.

But this was of no use, Malfoy smiled even more proudly.

"Ahem!" Wayne coughed suddenly, and everyone looked at him.

"Lawrence?" Malfoy frowned, thinking that Wayne was trying to speak for Harry, and was very dissatisfied.

"Malfoy." Wayne walked up to him and whispered.

"If you really fire Harry...how will you seek revenge from him in the future?"

"He bullied you and then was driven away. Will you feel pleasure?"

Malfoy's expression froze.

He really hadn't thought about it.

If Harry really got kicked out...

First of all, he will definitely be very happy during this period, and he will bark twice when he sees a dog.

But then... there is endless emptiness.

If Harry was gone, who else would he have to fight against, whose pigtails could he catch?

Brace Zabini?

He was completely uninterested in a domestic slave with the seventh surname.

Lawrence?

No, he doesn't want to die yet.

After figuring this out, Malfoy also understood and looked at Wayne gratefully.

He doesn't want to leave!

Then he said to Dumbledore: "Professor, I choose to forgive them, but you must punish them severely, very severely, and this matter cannot be spread or let others know."

A smile flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and he glanced at Wayne without trace.

"Of course, Mr. Malfoy, is this what you want?"

"Yes professor."

"Okay." Dumbledore looked at Harry and Ronald carefully.

"Because of the bad behavior of the two of you, Gryffindor will be deducted two hundred points, each of you will receive one demerit. At the same time, I will also write a letter to your home."

"If there is a next time..."

"Professor, I promise there won't be a next time." Harry said quickly, he really didn't want to hear the word expulsion.

"I hope you remember what you said, Mr. Potter. Dumbledore looked at him seriously and said: "The school and your classmates are things you should protect, not harm them.

"I understand, Professor."

Wayne looked down at himself.

Are these words... for Harry, or for him?

"Albus..."

Harry and Ronald had no objections to Dumbledore's handling of the matter, and did not dare to object, but Professor McGonagall spoke with a stiff expression.

Dumbledore looked at him confused.

McGonagall took a deep breath, feeling ashamed and said, "Gryffindor doesn't have two hundred points deducted from you now.

"Pfft!"

Wayne couldn't help but laugh out loud. Under Professor McGonagall's almost murderous gaze, he quickly straightened his face, and his handsome features became distorted.

What a fucking joke.

"Is that so?" Dumbledore also didn't expect that Gryffindor House would leave him no room for punishment.

"The points you lose will become confinement." Snape sneered:

"Don't think you can get away with it if you don't score enough. For every point you miss, I'll have to deal with toad carcasses for a day."

Harry and Ronald agreed with green faces.

After calculation, after giving Gryffindor a token amount of respect, the two of them would need to stay in isolation with Snape for a full thirty days, five days a week.

But at least he escaped.

Wayne hinted at Dumbledore with his crazy eyes. Old Deng sighed helplessly and took out the sword from the drawer and handed it to the young man.

Only then was Wayne contentedly following a few people out of the office.

After all the professors left, Harry said gratefully.

"Wayne, thank you just now for speaking up for me."

Although he didn't hear it clearly, he also knew that it was Wayne's words in Malfoy's ear that made Malfoy change his mind.

"Humph." Malfoy said unhappily, "Shouldn't you thank me?"

"Thank you?" Harry gritted his teeth: "I thank you!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Malfoy waved his hand triumphantly.

"Okay, let's forget this matter." Wayne said nonchalantly: "Are you going to make up classes later?"

"Go, because why can't you!"

The two said in unison, and then looked at each other, fierce sparks burst out, making Wayne shake his head repeatedly.

This is such a small bond...