Chapter 820

Chapter 820 Fanwai – Malfoy Fanwai!!

In this school, in addition to enduring Darren Porter’s stupidity, it is also that Quirrell who is irritated.

He really stinked, I almost threw up.

Really, oh my God, Dad, hurry up and fire him!

I really can’t stand him, why would Dumbledore find such a person to teach me?

I was smoked listless in his class. By the end of class, I was the first to rush out.

Wait a minute.

I’m not the first, the first seems to be Darren Porter.

Well, I have to admit, this little fool doesn’t seem to be too stupid.

At the very least, I know the smell.

Friday morning.

Harry Potter suddenly appeared and he said that he was going to let the little fool go to Gryffindor for dinner

Speaking high, not even using an invitation, if I were a little fool, I would definitely let him go back and practice his grammar first.

Moreover, Slytherin will not allow the students of its house to leave the group activities!

Hahaha.

Scarhead was about to be rejected by his brother in public.

It’s a cool picture.

Let him reject my friendship! I thought smugly.

It’s just that.

The little fool actually stood up? I was stunned.

This little fool can’t really be stupid, right?

It’s also weird and cute, but the brain is a little stupid.

Back in the common room, we started discussing how to punish him.

I proposed that everyone give him a spell and punish him.

Anyway, he is so powerful, it is estimated that these spells of ours are useless.

At that time, I will say that I will give up punishing him and sell it well, which can be regarded as an explanation to my father.

I thought so, and then listened to the others talk about the punishment of Darren Porter.

Not to mention, it’s all quite ruthless.

I felt miserable when I heard it.

The little fool is really stupid.

What good people can Slytherin be? I thought smugly. Afternoon.

Potions class above.

Snape taunted Harry Potter.

I saw Scar’s face flushed.

It’s so cool.

But I was shocked that little Potter was very good at potions, and he could improve it.

I looked at my potion and was jealous.

Why?

How come I, a pure-blood nobleman, are not as powerful as this little fool?

But a little fool is a little fool, and the mentally retarded man in Longbottom’s family almost burned through the crucible, and he ran away with the pot.

My brain circuitry was weirdly connected to him. Take the pot away and no one will get hurt.

He was really… Little fool!

I snorted.

But what makes me a little puzzled is that Snape seems to be very concerned about Darren Potter and others do not understand Snape, but I have observed him.

My constant impression of Snape was that everything was cold-blooded except for potions.

Meet my dad’s requirements for nobles.

Of course, occasionally he likes to be complimented.

My dad said, let me befriend him.

I used to try hard to get him out, but I didn’t see him care about me as much as he did with Darren Potter.

I saw Darren Potter run away with the pot, and he almost exploded.

Although I knew he was angry at Darren Potter’s actions, this anger was not ordinary anger, but the kind of anger that cared.

Or am I mistaken?

How could Snape hate Harry Potter and then in Itdaren Potter? How strange!

Of course, these need to be observed.

What I’m going to do is, wait for Darrenport to be punished in the afternoon.

Afternoon.

We all stayed inside the common room.

Betsy Greengrass said that we were not allowed to deal with that Darren Porter, to teach him a lesson, to look at him coldly, to make him afraid.

So we all stayed in the lounge, listening to what she said, waiting for the Darren Potter to return.

Darren Porter came back a long time after school.

I waited a little impatiently.

Everyone looked at Darrenport in silence, and I knew they wanted to give Darrenport a horse.

But looking at the stupid look of the little fool, I thought of what Dad said to befriend him.

Since you have befriended him, in fact, you can start from this time.

So I was the first to open my mouth and say, “Harry Potter will give you these things?” ”

Actually, I really can’t see it. What kind of stuff is this?

I think it’s pig food.

Didn’t he have a snack?

He ran out despite the punishment, just for these things? I think he’s so stupid.

My first words obviously upset some people.

The senior glared at me several times, but I didn’t care.

They’re just rubbish.

Who dares to touch me?

I sneered.

I’m not afraid of their eyes at all. Darren Potter should be afraid.

But he doesn’t regret it.

Miss Betsy Greengrass had people guard at the door, and she gave Darren Potter the opportunity to put her things.

Then when Darrenport came out, she said she was going to punish Darrenport with the Drill Charm.

I was stunned.

I looked at her in disbelief.

I remember she didn’t have a great relationship with Darren Porter?

I thought this was a scene she deliberately showed to others, why did she directly use the drill heart spell?

Just as I don’t care what those people think, Betsy Greengrass doesn’t care what we think, and she uses the Drill Charm directly on Darren Potter.

I saw Darren Potter fall.

He screamed in pain.

He bit his lower lip tightly, as if it wouldn’t hurt. I expected him to stand up and resist, but he never resisted.

He was like Xiaobai, weakly waiting for death to come.

I clenched my fingers.

When Xiaobai died, I didn’t help anything.

Do I really want to watch him die now?

I thought in a panic.

Until a senior student interrupted my thoughts.

“Enough already, right? It’s not interesting to watch him howl! ”

He’s gone.

I stood there pale.

Once again, I missed the opportunity.

Xiaobai, I didn’t help, now I don’t help.

I can’t do anything…

I’m not as brave as I thought.

I watched Darren Potter lie on the ground.

Betsy Greengrass’s Drill Charm was over, and he was curled up in pain.

My eyes were filled with guilt.

I stumbled out of the common room.

I’m embarrassed, isn’t it?

I asked Crabbe and Goyle.

The two of them showed stupid expressions.

I think the two of them are stupid.

But I understand that I am not much different from them, and I am the same as them just now, right?

I didn’t even have the courage to resist.

Nope!

I’m too weak… Is it really just too weak?

I thought about the efforts of the little fool, who knew the punishment he was going to receive, but without the slightest fear.

He never skipped his abilities in order to meet Harry Potter, and I couldn’t even save Xiaobai’s life.

If that day, I used myself to block in front of Xiaobai, Dad might let Xiaobai go, right?

That drill is a contest.

I lost, and from then on I was a pure-blood nobleman Draco…