Chapter 437: Mr. Malfoy, the old man who suffered, and the unique tenderness

When Carl heard Draco say this without a moment's hesitation, he finally understood what it meant that even the God of Hell could not save a ghost who wanted to die.

There was no intimidation, no shock, and not even any trace of magic. The other four people only felt a flash of black lightning passing before their eyes.

Then there was a dull thud, and Mr. Malfoy, who had been smiling just now, fell stiffly on his back to the ground.

Upon closer inspection, he still had that weird smile on his face, but there was a bruise on the left side of his chin.

Carl took a look, then turned his head involuntarily to look at Professor Snape who was stroking his right knuckles.

I have to sigh that my professor is truly an all-round player. His punching speed and accuracy are almost catching up with those of professional players.

The bare fist hit the opponent's ganglion on the left side of the chin, instantly sending the opponent to sleep. I'm afraid it would have been a shame if it weren't for the referee Harry being present.

Mr. Malfoy was not just going to fall asleep, he had to suffer some punishment.

After resolving the distractions outside the venue, Professor Snape turned to Carl and spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, we have known each other for such a long time, and you finally know how to handle some personnel matters."

"Very good. It just so happens that Headmaster Dumbledore wants to see you. You can just report this problem and the others can do what they need to do."

"You still have classes tomorrow, don't you?"

After saying that, he turned to look at Harley who was still in a daze, and instantly changed his tone, speaking in a majestic but gentle tone.

"Harry, you should know how to get to the Slytherin dormitory. No matter what the result is, you should stay there tonight."

"Just live in Draco's bedroom. The environment there is better and there is more space. I will ask the house-elf to deliver the quilt and bed."

"You don't have to worry about that. Tomorrow morning I will take you to meet the Slytherin classmates and supervise you to complete your morning lessons and eat breakfast."

Thoughtful and warm, yet a little overly controlled, upon hearing this, the three people who were still awake came to the same conclusion in their hearts.

At the same time, Cedric, who had been silent, asked curiously.

"Professor Snape, why did you hit Mr. Malfoy when he invited Harry to live in his dormitory just now?"

"Didn't you make the same arrangement? And given the current situation, it would be a bit inconvenient for Harry to live there."

Hearing this, Professor Snape stared at Cedric with his cold dead fish eyes.

"Did I hit Mr. Sloppy? This is a very serious accusation, Mr. Diggory. Are you sure you are telling the truth?"

"Guru!!"

Cedric couldn't help swallowing and shaking his head like a rattle.

"No! Professor, I'm not sure, Mr. Malfoy is just too tired, that's right, look how happily he sleeps."

"Indeed!" After getting a satisfactory answer, Professor Snape's mouth curled up slightly, and then he turned his gaze to Malfoy who had fainted.

He spoke slowly in an emotionless tone.

"The Malfoy family has certain privileges in Slytherin. This brat's dormitory is the most luxurious and largest in the entire Slytherin dormitory."

"Harry is going to Slytherin and of course she deserves the best. As for the rest, don't worry. I can immediately arrange for all the boys and girls to swap dormitories."

As he spoke, he walked slowly to Malfoy and bent down. When everyone saw this action, they thought that Professor Snape was preparing to lift Marathon from the ground.

Unexpectedly, the Godfather thought for a moment and slowly moved his hand from the other's collar to the other's left ankle.

With one last grab, he dragged the unconscious Draco across the ground like a dead dog.

He slowly dragged the "junk" in his hand and spoke softly without turning his head.

"I've already said it before, you should hurry back to where you are supposed to be, including you, Harley. There is less than half an hour left before you go to bed."

"You promised me that you would be obedient. As for Mr. Draco, he may be left without a place to live after his roommate is arranged."

"So to reward him for his performance today, Mr. Draco will live alone with me from now on. There is a small bed behind my potion laboratory."

After saying that, the black vampire bat dragged its prey and gradually disappeared into the darkness. Everyone could already imagine the wailing of the tragic boy in the devil's cave.

Looking at Professor Snape's gradually disappearing back, the other four people present, except Harry, shuddered all over.

"Will we still see Mr. Malfoy alive? I mean the kind with a soul. Maybe after tomorrow, all we will see is an empty shell without a soul."

"It's a cave of vampire bats. Even if Voldemort stayed in it for a day, he would have to kneel on the ground and slap himself while admitting his mistake to Professor Snape."

"I think Mr. Malfoy is in trouble this time."

"The probability of survival is only about 27.6%, and that's only if there are special reasons."

After Professor Snape completely disappeared, Cedric, Kevin Lestrange and Carl.

They couldn't help but gather together and start discussing Draco's chance of survival. Everyone agreed that the Malfoy family's lineage was completely cut off today.

But even so, there were still people who expressed opposition. Harley, who had been silent all the time, pouted and said in dissatisfaction.

"You can't say that about Professor Snape. Although he looks scary, he is actually very gentle and thoughtful in his heart."

"They are very good at taking care of people, and the care is very detailed and in every aspect."

"cut!!!"

"Why!!!!"

"hehe!!!"

Hearing this, the three boys expressed their disdain in their own ways.

Carl looked at Harley with a teasing look and complained in his heart.

"Yes, Professor Snape is that kind of meticulous and gentle person, but half of his gentleness remained 13 years ago."

"The other half is only left to you. His world is too small to accommodate too many people. Mr. Draco Malfoy will definitely be well taken care of."

"In every aspect, from the soul to the body."

While he was complaining in his heart, Harley, who was already a little tired and sad, saw that these three guys had the same attitude.

She was not in the mood to talk any more, so she said goodbye politely and left. After she left, Karl also said to the other two.

"You guys should go back too. That's it for today. We have a long way to go and we can plan slowly, Mr. Kevin Lestrange."

"And you!" Carl grabbed Cedric's shoulder as he tried to run away, and whispered in his ear with a smile on his face.

"My dear senior, your food intake today exceeds the limit by about 1000 calories. Go back and do aerobic exercise to burn it all off."

"Don't make me go back and kick your ass."