Chapter 224 Born noble or born equal

On the court, Slytherin's position was a little wavering. They protected Malfoy because they were all students in the same college, because of the Malfoy family behind him, and for the sake of face and profit.

The situation on the court is now very clear. They don't feel that they are Ada's opponents, not to mention that there are Gryffindor students behind her to help. If the stalemate persists, the Gryffindor opposite will definitely hang him up and beat him up. Not to mention face, he will not be able to save his dignity.

But they couldn't hand over Malfoy so easily. They needed a reasonable reason to "convince" themselves. The Slytherins present believed that Ada would give them this reason.

Ada did not disappoint Slytherin, she gave Flint a reason that he couldn't refuse. Ada said: "I just made a plan to travel to Azkaban. Do you want to help me?"

Threats, naked threats, everyone knew that Ada did not dare to do this, but no one wanted to risk their lives. Flint thought that Ada would give him a step to get off, but Ada kicked him directly on the butt and failed to let him go down the slope. Instead, he rolled all the way to the bottom of the slope.

Flint stepped aside, exposing Malfoy behind him. Malfoy's expression was a little panicked. With his family background, Malfoy was used to being arrogant, but facing Ada who was even more arrogant than him, he really couldn't do anything.

Malfoy closed his eyes. He was ready to be beaten and told his father everything that happened today. After a while, Malfoy still felt no pain. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Ada in front of him turning back to ask something.

"What's his name?" Ada asked as she turned around. This disregard hurt more than a fist punch, and Malfoy felt that his character had been greatly insulted.

"Draco Malfoy." Ron said. He lowered his head and did not dare to look into Ada's eyes. His wand was given to him by Ada, but he broke it just a year later.

"Oh, okay." Ada turned her head back, and she continued to Malfoy: "I heard that last year, you invited Harry to a wizard duel. It seems that you, a pure-blood, should be quite good at it. It’s a duel. I happen to have itchy hands recently, how about we have a duel in front of the whole school?”

The last person to have a 1Vs1 battle with Ada was Quirinathiro, and he died. The last person Ada invited to a 1Vs1 duel was Gilderoy Lockhart, but he refused. Now it was Draco Malfoy's turn, and he was even more afraid to accept the invitation.

"Why don't you speak?" Ada asked, "Are you afraid? You are a noble pure-blood. Where is your glory? Where is your pride? You don't even dare to accept an invitation to a duel. Why do you do that? Contempt others and call them - Mudbloods."

Draco Malfoy's face turned red, and his fists were clenched tightly, but he still did not speak, and the corners of his mouth were already bleeding from his bite.

"It seems that I overestimated you," Ada continued, pointing at Hermione, "Well, the Hermione you just insulted is in the same grade as you. How about a fight between the two of you?"

Hermione Granger, the second generation of Miss Know-It-All, the top student, the woman who turned the entire book into "Hermione and Two Useless Men", a woman who Malfoy cannot beat.

If he lost to Ada in a duel in front of the entire school, Malfoy could still find an excuse. It wasn't that he, a pure-blood, didn't work hard, but that Ada, a mudblood, was not human. But if he loses to Hermione, there will be no excuse. He will lose the pure-blood reputation to the whole of England. Even if the Malfoy family is powerful, they will never be able to raise their heads in the future.

Draco Malfoy still didn't say anything. One was a road of death, and the other was a road of narrow escape. How could he choose? Choosing Hermione would give Malfoy a way to survive, but it would be even more embarrassing if he lost.

"This won't work, that won't work either, what do you want?" Ada looked at Malfoy who remained silent and said, "Ah... By the way, I remember that after Harry agreed to your duel invitation, you didn't show up. At the duel scene, it turns out that the so-called pure-blood glory is nothing to you! Or is this what your blood has taught you?"

As soon as these words came out, the Slytherins headed by Flint all looked at Malfoy. This was the first time they had heard of this matter. Even they felt that Malfoy had done a very bad job and was trying to hurt people. Slytherin's face darkened.

"Tell me! You don't even dare to duel with a mudblood, but you let others go when you duel with Harry. Is this the so-called twenty-eight holy families? Is this the great pure blood?"

"Learning, magic, spells, how are you better than Hermione? Shouldn't your proud bloodline make you incomparably powerful? Shouldn't you be able to defeat me without any effort?"

"Besides having a high self-esteem, being self-righteous, and calling me a mudblood, what else has your proud pureblood taught you?"

"For thousands of years, you have spared no effort to exclude, insult, and attack Muggle-born wizards, but why do Muggle-born wizards still exist while pure-blood families disappear one after another?"

"Answer my question! Draco Malfoy!" Ada demanded sharply. Her question was not only for Malfoy, but also for other Slytherins.

"I...I don't know..." Malfoy replied gruffly, his body trembling a little. These questions had a great impact on his unformed outlook on life.

Ada's shocking question stunned all the Slytherins present. They were students and had not experienced much. All their knowledge of blood and the world came from their families, parents, or people around them. , no one has ever asked them questions from this angle and method.

Ada looked at the Slytherins opposite one by one, and each Slytherin lowered his head under her gaze. They were unable to answer Ada's questions, or even look straight into their own hearts.

The bloodline and glory that I have always been proud of are so vulnerable?

Ada calmed down her emotions and continued: "Magic only blooms in the souls of a few people. It is a gift given to us by God. We are a minority among humans. We should unite with each other and cherish everyone around us. Fellow wizards, cheer for every new born wizard, and what about you, what have you done!"

"Discriminating against other people's blood will not bring you any superiority. It will only make you look more miserable, because you have nothing worthy of praise except your blood."

Born noble or equal, this issue has been debated for thousands of years. Ada is not a saint, and even if she is a saint, this cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Ada is not Martin Luther King. She will not fight for such a dream her whole life and devote herself to eliminating discrimination. She is not that great yet, but this does not prevent her from having a great dream.

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