Chapter 486 McLaggen

Chapter 486 McLaggen
The scene goes back to half an hour ago, in a carriage at the other end of the train.

Zhang Qiu and Luna were the first to board the train with the Ravenclaw team. They said goodbye to their Ravenclaw friends and were about to head to the Malfoy family's private compartment, but were stopped by Cormac McLaggen on the way.

McLaggen stood in the middle of the aisle, arms folded across his chest, a self-righteous smile on his face, the prefect badge on his chest gleaming in the light. He raised his chin to expose the badge in the most conspicuous position, and said lazily: "Zhang Qiu, what a coincidence? Why are you walking so fast alone? Why don't you come to the box with me and talk?"

Zhang Qiu frowned slightly and didn't want to pay attention to him. He took Luna's hand and planned to walk around him.

But McLaggen stepped aside to block her way, with a frivolous smile on his face: "Don't be so cold, Zhang Qiu, I'm not just talking to anyone. You are recognized as a great beauty in Hogwarts, it's my honor to talk to you."

Zhang Qiu frowned even deeper, and said in a cold tone: "Get out of the way."

McLaggen seemed not to hear him, and continued to speak to himself, "You should know that I am a prefect at Hogwarts." He reached out and stroked his hair, and added proudly, "My uncle is also a member of the Wizengamot. If you encounter any trouble in Hogwarts in the future, you can come to me. I am not like some people who can only talk nonsense."

The henchmen behind him—Kenneth Toller, Harold Dingo, and Farry Jorkins—immediately began to laugh.

"Yes, Zhang Qiu, McLaggen is not an ordinary person."

"It will only do you good to make friends with him."

"Besides, you are so beautiful. You are so lucky to be favored by him."

Zhang Qiu's face turned completely cold, with a hint of disgust in his eyes: "What on earth are you going to do?"

McLaggen grinned and pretended to be innocent. "Don't be so cold. I just think you are special. You have to know that prefects have control over many resources, such as student council affairs, detention arrangements, and..." He paused and lowered his voice meaningfully, "Who can get certain special treatments."

Zhang Qiu completely lost his patience when he heard this, and showed his disgust without disguising it: "Get lost."

McLaggen still stood in front of them with a playful smile on his face, his tone becoming more and more frivolous: "Why are you so heartless? Are you afraid that if you stay with me for a long time, you will fall in love with me?"

Luna stood aside, tilting her head and looking at McLagen with a calm look in her eyes: "There are a lot of spots on your face. Have you eaten too much meat recently? It may be a precursor to the worm plague."

McLaggen's smile froze at her words. His men paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Shut up, crazy girl!" McLaggen's face turned red and he glared at Luna fiercely.

Zhang Qiu finally couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled out his wand and said coldly: "For the last time, get out of the way."

McLaggen sneered and shrugged nonchalantly. "Oh? So what do you want to do—"

"Repel spell!"

A flash of white light suddenly burst out, and McLaggen was hit by the spell without warning. He flew backwards and hit Farry Jorkins behind him. Jorkins was knocked to the ground and unconscious, and although McLaggen himself was lucky enough not to be injured, he fell to the ground in a mess, shocked and angry.

The people around were silent for a second, and then whispers broke out.

McLaggen struggled to get up, his face grim, and he pointed at Zhang Qiu and yelled, "How dare you attack the prefect? ​​I'm going to put you in detention!"

Zhang Qiu was stunned for a moment, and realized that she was too impulsive. Her fingers tightly grasped the wand, her heartbeat quickened, and her face turned slightly pale.

McLaggen was in a dominant position and kept threatening to put Zhang Qiu in detention. If she still didn't know what was good for her, she would be given more punishment. Attacking a prefect was a serious violation of Hogwarts school rules. McLaggen came from a wealthy family, so Zhang Qiu was a little panicked and didn't know what to do.

Just then, Hermione, Ron and Harry arrived.

"What happened?" Hermione stepped forward quickly, her eyes quickly scanning the chaotic scene in front of her.

Before Zhang Qiu could say anything, McLaggen had already yelled, "She attacked me! I'm going to report her and make her be punished!"

Harry narrowed his eyes and looked at McLaggen's aggressive look, feeling a little unhappy. He subconsciously stood in front of Zhang Qiu and frowned, "Don't go too far, Cormac. Everyone saw what you did just now."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, McLaggen sneered, with a sarcastic arc on his lips: "Oh? Is the Savior going to intervene again? Do you think you are the representative of justice in Hogwarts and everyone has to listen to you?"

Harry's face darkened. Just as he was about to say something else, McLaggen continued to sneer, "Who do you think you are? Forget it, Potter. What else can you do besides seeking fame? Ha, I really don't think you have the right to make decisions here."

Harry was choked and speechless for a moment, his face looked extremely ugly. He was furious, clenched his fists, and his hand unconsciously reached for his wand -

"Attack him and give him a hard bat curse..."

A strange and cold voice whispered in his mind, entwining his thoughts like a snake. His fingertips trembled slightly, his heartbeat quickened, and anger and impulse churned in his chest.

"Shut him up and make him pay the price..."

His fingers tightened around the wand, as if with a simple wave, McLaggen's sarcastic face would be covered by bats, screaming and fleeing in embarrassment...

He can show everyone who is truly untouchable.

"Go ahead, Potter, don't you want to?"

His vision blurred for a moment, and he almost raised his wand - but at this moment, Hermione's voice suddenly rang out: "It is not a good thing to use the power of the prefect to arbitrarily clamor for detention. We can report this matter to the professors."

Her voice was like a bucket of cold water, suddenly waking Harry up. He shuddered, and his fingers loosened their grip on the wand, realizing that he had almost done it.

That voice... that impulse just now...

He frowned, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, but he still glared at McLaggen fiercely from the corner of his eyes, the anger in his heart had not yet completely extinguished.

Hearing Hermione's words, McLaggen opened and closed his mouth, the anger on his face was obviously suppressed, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. He obviously knew Hermione's character - she never said anything without basis. If the matter was brought to the professor, he might not be able to gain an advantage.

He glared at Hermione hatefully, his mouth twitching, but he didn't continue yelling.

Just then, Schelling appeared.

He didn't rush to speak, but quietly scanned the situation at the scene, his eyes sweeping from the pale Zhang Qiu, the determined Hermione, the gloomy and dissatisfied McLaggen, to the students watching.

Then, he slowly walked towards Zhang Qiu, patted her wrist gently, and said in a gentle tone: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Qiu looked at him, and her originally flustered heart suddenly calmed down. She nodded gently, bit her lower lip and whispered: "I... was too impulsive just now."

Xie Lin chuckled and waved his hand casually: "You are just teaching him a lesson, letting him know that not all girls will spoil him."

After saying that, he finally looked at McLaggen, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at an insignificant little character.

"McLaggen, you said she attacked the prefect, but—" Sherin smiled slightly and continued lazily, "What you just did is probably not in line with the duties of a prefect, right?"

McLaggen's expression changed, but he soon sneered: "Humph, who do you think you are? You want to get involved in this matter?"

Xie Lin tilted his head, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Oh? I thought you would remember who I am."

His tone was casual, but it carried an invisible sense of oppression that made McLaggen's back stiffen for a moment.

Champion of the Triwizard Tournament, champion of the Potions Championship, representative of the Wizengamot… these titles alone were enough to make McLaggen realize that he could not afford to offend the man in front of him.

It was so quiet in the carriage that you could almost hear a pin drop.

"How about this," Xie Lin raised the wand in his hand, "You and I are both prefects of Hogwarts, and you are one grade higher than me. Let's have a one-on-one duel between wizards!"

From the moment Xie Ling showed up, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention. Even many classmates in the carriage came out of their boxes to watch the fun.

Harry leaned against the wall with his head down. Everything happening around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. He sighed and secretly glanced at Qiu Zhang from time to time. He had just stood up bravely to protect her and saved the beauty, but Zhang Qiu didn't even look at him.

Zhang Qiu's eyes moved back and forth between Xie Lin and McLaggen, and when he landed on Xie Lin, he unconsciously revealed a subtle emotion. It was a complex look, with a little shyness, and mixed with an indescribable meaning.

Harry's heart tightened inexplicably, as if being grasped by an invisible hand. He suddenly realized that he had never seen Zhang Qiu look at him like this before.

His chest felt like it was being pressed down by a heavy stone, and an inexplicable emotion was surging in his heart. He couldn't help but clench his fists, and his eyes subconsciously turned to Xie Ling. But Xie Ling already had a girlfriend! How could he do this!
The depression in his chest turned into a hot anger, and he himself couldn't tell whether it was dissatisfaction with Xie Lin or disappointment with Zhang Qiu.

unfair.

Not reconciled.

A hint of irritation ignited in his heart, and at this moment - that low and seductive voice sounded again in the depths of his mind.

Go for the power.

Strength is everything.

As long as you are strong enough, you can get everything...including her.

Harry's breathing stagnated slightly, his fingertips tightened unconsciously, and a kind of restless emotion rolled in his chest, as if a dark tide was slowly surging in the depths of his consciousness.

……

"Wait, what are you trying to do!" Hermione realized that things were heading out of control, so she walked to the middle to try to prevent the situation from becoming more tense.

"Yes... yes... we should all calm down... we're still on the train..." Ron came out and tried to help calm the situation.

Before Ron could finish his words, McLaggen suddenly moved. In the blink of an eye, he held the wand in his hand. Feeling that Sherin had let down his guard for a moment because of Hermione and Ron, he shouted the spell without hesitation -

"Collapse!"

McLaggen was driven by a strong desire. He wanted to prove himself, to prove that he was also a genius. Yes, who was better than him?
Here, on the Hogwarts Express, in front of so many people, knocking out Shalling, who was called the next Dumbledore, would make him famous. He would become a celebrity and the new darling of the Daily Prophet.

Everything is worth it, everything is what he deserves, and it will all come true soon!