Chapter 483: Battle in the Hogwarts Hall
The three Gryffindor students who were knocked down were already full of anger, and this collision completely ignited their rage.
Two men and one woman, three people rushed up and started beating and kicking the Slytherin senior.
Especially that girl, she directly locked the Slytherin senior with a double-leg cross lock.
The other party's face turned red with suffocation, and he slapped his legs desperately to beg for mercy, but was taken as a provocation and punched again.
"Let go of our senior immediately. Is this how you behave as ladies?"
"How dare you still speak? What's the point of talking about this now? Beat him up!!"
“You guys, oops!!!”
"Wrong number, I'm from Ravenclaw, I'm just here to watch the fun!!"
After the three Gryffindor students fired the first shot, the whole situation got out of control in an instant, including the Slytherin students who wanted to show off in the robot group.
They were immediately attacked by the Gryffindor schoolmen. The three people on the outside were knocked to the ground in an instant, and then fists and kicks rained down on them.
The three people at the back remembered that they were wizards and wanted to take out their wands and use magic to stop the chaos.
As a result, as soon as the wand was in hand, one of them was hit in the face. The three of them covered their injured eyes and retreated backwards.
The wand in his hand was also snatched away, broken in half and thrown aside like chopsticks.
"How dare you break my wand."
"I will fight with you!!"
"Damn Gryffindor, damn reckless man."
Looking at the wands falling to the ground and breaking into two pieces, the three Slytherins' eyes instantly turned red. You have to know that in the wizarding world.
The wand is equivalent to the wizard's second life. Breaking the wand of the other party is a great humiliation, even for wizards sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban.
The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic will not break the other party's wand, but will confiscate it and keep it permanently in the warehouse of the Ministry of Magic.
Only wizards who have been declared deprived of their wizarding qualifications and banished from using magic forever will have their wands confiscated and broken.
The behavior of those Gryffindors can be said to be a slap in the face of the entire Slytherin House.
The other Slytherin students who were still watching joined the melee as soon as they saw this scene, but this time no one took out their wands.
They picked up anything that could be used as a weapon from the table in front of them, such as water bottles or bottles of sparkling water.
Several senior Slytherins took the lead, holding a glass bottle in each hand and smashing it directly on the heads of several Gryffindor boys.
The glass bottles filled with sparkling water suddenly burst open with loud popping noises, and these popping noises were like the start signal of the game.
The opening whistle of this free and unregulated fighting competition was blown, and the two sides immediately engaged in a fight. In the melee, it was impossible to tell who was on the same team as whom.
The only way to distinguish between friends and foes is by the color of the scarves around their necks, so much so that several Slytherin students got some red ketchup on their scarves.
The classmate behind him was shot on the head with a bottle, and he fainted and lay on the ground. The two sides fought fiercely for several rounds.
The bottles and jars that could be used as weapons were basically gone, and the two gangs, who were still angry, used the food in their hands as weapons.
If you cover my head with a cake, I will use a big steak as an insole to slap your face.
At the end of the fierce fight, the two men wrestled with each other and rolled on the ground, causing the professors who had been sitting in the professor seats above to be shocked.
I was stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on the professors' irresponsibility. Such a situation has never occurred since the founding of Hogwarts.
This kind of large-scale fight between colleges is unlikely to be recorded in the history books of all schools in the entire wizarding world.
Dumbledore slowly took off his glasses, picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped his face. He had just been accidentally injured.
A large cake flew over and hit him directly in the face, so that his entire face and his iconic beard were covered with sweet white cream.
Even Professor McGonagall, who was standing next to her, was accidentally injured by the splashing cream.
Professor McGonagall clenched her hands and trembled all over, seeming very angry, but her eyes were red and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
It also shows how much pain she is in at the moment.
Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall's profile and sighed deeply.
Then he turned his gaze to the boy who was sitting quietly at the end of the Hufflepuff table, the only one in the entire hall who was enjoying the food.
On the other side, Karl wiped his mouth gracefully. He felt someone was looking at him, so he slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the other person's gaze.
After seeing that it was Dumbledore, he picked up the glass beside him and raised it slightly as a distant salute to the other party.
Dumbledore, sitting in the professor's seat, did not think for too long, and slowly picked up the golden wine cup in front of him, which symbolized his status as the headmaster of Hogwarts.
Responding to the other party's respect, a relieved smile appeared on Dumbledore's face as he raised his glass.
Carl noticed this keenly and reacted immediately. He drank the sparkling grape water in the glass in his hand.
Then he casually gave eye signals to a few Slytherin students standing behind him who had not taken any action.
And a group of Hufflepuffs took out their wands and shouted loudly at the people who were still rolling and fighting on the ground.
"Stupefy fainted!"
Dozens of silver lights immediately hit the students. The students who were just rolling and fighting fell into a deep sleep immediately.
The rival who you considered as your mortal enemy one second ago, turned into your pillow and sleeping partner the next.
The entire auditorium was filled with deafening snoring, which created a sharp contrast to the remaining people, giving them a very subtle and strange feeling.
"What an ugly act."
After resolving the fight, Carl slowly stood up from his seat and walked to the front of the chaotic auditorium.
Looking at the people who were sleeping soundly on the ground, he spoke with a mocking smile on his face.
"As a wizard, you actually use this method to resolve conflicts, and you're not afraid of making others laugh when you tell others about it."
As he spoke, he looked at the many professors sitting in the professor seats with a firm look in his eyes.
"Dear professors, you have already seen that simply suppressing conflicts will not solve the problem."
"I believe you have heard the rumors about me, but I just want to say that every penny I earned was in compliance with the law."
"I have a clear conscience, but the current situation makes me very sad. How could my beloved school become like this?"
