Chapter 123: Deteriorating Friendship
"There is no doubt that the final villain must be Professor Snape. He is the one who has been coveting the treasure in the secret room on the fourth floor."
"And the unicorn attack in the forbidden forest a few days ago must have been done by him. Only he could be so evil."
During the lunch break in the Great Hall, a circle of little wizards gathered around the long Hufflepuff table to watch the fun.
I listened with great interest as Ron analyzed the strange things that had happened in Hogwarts in the past few days.
Compared with the previous month, the overall atmosphere in the school this month is no longer so quiet and peaceful, but rather a bit tense.
Outside the school, the great debate in the British wizarding world about Headmaster Dumbledore was finally coming to an end.
In general, the opposition prevailed, and the reputation that Headmaster Dumbledore had accumulated over nearly half a century was completely tarnished.
Many onlookers said that they were blind and did not realize that Lao Deng was so immoral and shameless.
If before, Headmaster Dumbledore's reputation was considered the top of Mount Everest.
So now his reputation cannot be said to be below sea level, but it can be said to have fallen to the bottom of the Mariana Trench.
To put it in a positive way, there is huge room for growth; in reality, there is little room for decline.
Such a huge gap made Dumbledore, like Professor Quirrell before him, lock himself in the headmaster's office all day and all night and not see anyone.
So much so that Professor McGonagall specially found Carl and asked him to quickly clarify the truth of the matter to prevent the headmaster from being unable to accept the blow and having an accident in the headmaster's office.
However, judging from the amount of candy orders Carl received from the kitchen house-elf, the old man did it on purpose.
By locking myself in the office, I can avoid work and eat candy in peace. This is really killing two birds with one stone and is a malicious move.
Apart from the annoying old Deng, he is now the most discussed person among the students in the castle.
It is undoubtedly Professor Snape. After all, not everyone can understand the way he cares for his students, so it is normal to have some misunderstandings.
Combined with the unicorn attack that occurred in the Forbidden Forest two days ago, Professor Snape successfully completed his mission.
This completely confirmed his image of being two-faced, sinister and cunning.
But even so, there are still people willing to defend Professor Snape, such as Harry.
Seeing that Ron was getting more and more outrageous, she couldn't help but frown and speak.
"Don't talk about that, Ron. I don't think Professor Snape is that kind of person. He must have some unspeakable difficulties."
"Some sinister, cunning, and shameless villain must have forced him to do that."
As soon as these words were spoken, Carl became unhappy. He had been sitting aside quietly eating melons.
Suddenly, he was inexplicably burdened with two adjectives that did not belong to him, and he immediately wanted to refute.
Before he could even open his mouth, the opposing side of the discussion finally entered the discussion.
"Shut your stinky mouth, you disgusting Mr. Weasley. If you continue to speak without restraint, you will wantonly damage the reputation of our dean of the college."
"I promise you will be punished, and it will be worse than when you spilled the stink bug potion in Professor Snape's office."
"And fainting from the stink is a far harsher punishment."
Before the Draco people arrived, the voice with a superior tone had already entered, and attracted all attention with just a few words.
Of course, this also included Ron, who looked at them angrily, while Draco and his two followers behind him shouted loudly without any scruples.
"You are lying. You Slytherins are born evil. The You-Know-Who is from your house."
"I can guarantee that Professor Snape must have an unclear relationship with him. He might even be his subordinate."
As soon as the name "Mysterious Man" appeared, all the little wizards present shuddered all over.
The look they gave Draco and his group was no longer as indifferent as before, but instead there was a deep fear in their eyes.
Hearing this, Draco's face instantly turned red. He ran towards Ron quickly and grabbed him by the collar.
He asked aggressively, raising his fist.
"Say it again, you annoying red-haired fellow, you are so outspoken."
"You are the kind of person who is qualified to judge Slytherin House. You are the last in your grade, except that you are better at playing magic cards."
"You may eat more than others, but what special skills do you have? Why do you keep spreading unfounded rumors every day?"
"You keep pestering Harry day and night, I will definitely make you pay."
After making the threat, Draco seemed to be still unsatisfied, and raised his fist to teach the guy in front of him a lesson.
Before he could do anything, Ron, who was caught by him, kicked Draco in the crotch.
A sound was heard, causing all the boys present to squeeze their legs together.
Draco fell to the ground with a distorted expression, wanting to moan but unable to utter a word.
Seeing their boss being beaten, Draco's two followers immediately rushed forward to avenge their boss.
Before he could do anything, Harry, who had been struggling on the side, saw Draco lying on the ground groaning in pain.
He immediately stared at Ron angrily and shouted loudly.
"What are you doing? How can you hit your classmates in such a despicable way? You disappoint me so much, Ron."
After scolding, Harry trotted to Draco, carefully helped him up, and asked gently.
"Are you okay, Mr. Malfoy? I'm really sorry. Ron didn't mean it. I apologize to you on his behalf."
"How is it? Does it hurt? Otherwise, I will take you to the infirmary."
"No...no, it doesn't hurt at all." Draco held on, even though his face was covered in sweat due to the pain.
He still pretended to be indifferent.
"That red-haired wretch couldn't hurt the noble Malfoy. I really didn't feel any pain at all."
"Harry, thank you for your concern, really."
But no matter how strong his words were, his body was always obedient, and Draco was helped up by Harry.
He took a step forward and fell to the ground instantly because of the severe pain in his crotch.
Fortunately, Harry reacted quickly and hugged the other person, then looked at him with some blame.
"There's no need to be so stubborn. If the pain is unbearable, just rest here for a while."
Having said that, our beautiful Gryffindor princess knelt calmly on the ground and placed Malfoy's head quietly on her legs.
Then he turned to look at Ron, whose expression was extremely strange, and said in a reproachful manner.
"Why are you still standing there? Go get a professor or some students to carry Draco to the infirmary."
As a result, this sentence seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Ron's eyes, at this moment, became as red as burning coals, staring at the two people on the ground.
Suddenly he yelled like a madman.
"I will definitely find evidence. You have all been deceived by the cunning Slytherin."
After saying that, he roughly pushed away the crowd of onlookers and ran out of the auditorium like a madman.
All that was left was a group of students looking at each other in confusion.
Seeing Ron suddenly leave for some reason, Harry had no choice but to look at Carl, who had been sitting in his seat with a smile on his face.
"Excuse me, Mr. Hohenzollern. Can you use some magic to help Draco? He looks so painful."
"Is it painful?" Carl laughed at himself, looking at Draco who was enjoying the Gryffindor princess's lap.
He shook his head in disdain, stood up and prepared to leave, but before leaving, he glanced at the entrance of the auditorium.
Said incomprehensible.
"He is not in any pain, my dear Miss Harry, but he will be in real pain if he does not get up."
