Chapter 93: Insults and Fights
After Arthursie gained abilities, the situation in Slytherin began to improve dramatically, and she has successfully gathered a group of sisters to fight against the bullies.
On the Gryffindor side, Wood has recently encountered some troubles.
Wood has been stepping up his secret tactics recently, but there is always a little tail in the academy who is secretly taking pictures.
Today, he finally caught this little tail.
"Tell me, are you a spy sent by Slytherin?" Wood grabbed Colin's collar.
"How could I? I'm a Gryffindor student and I'm also Harry's friend. I can't possibly betray him."
Colin, who was caught, explained hurriedly.
"Oh, a Gryffindor student." Wood let go of his hand and wanted to find a hole to crawl into awkwardly.
This little incident caused the Gryffindor team to be late in arriving at the grounds.
Then, they met the Slytherin who had already received the application.
"Where are you going, Flint?" Wood turned around and saw his old rival.
"To practice on the Quidditch field, of course." Flint spread his hands.
"I remember I had registered in advance to use the court." Wood said angrily.
"Oh, don't get excited, we just saw that the stadium was empty and no one was using it, so we went to get another application."
Flint took out Snape's permission and tossed it to Wood.
Seeing the two teams start to confront each other, people around began to gather around, and a guy with heterochromatic eyes also mixed in with the crowd to watch the show.
"You have a new Seeker, who is it?" asked Wood.
Malfoy walked out from the team.
"Nimbus 2001, how did you get this?" Ron asked in surprise.
"It was given by Draco's father." Flint answered Ron's doubts and showed a wicked smile.
"Look, Weasley, compared to your family, this amount of money is just a small amount for my father." Draco was very proud.
"At least the people in Gryffindor rely on real abilities. They don't rely on money to succeed."
Hermione launched an effective counterattack against Malfoy, and Malfoy's defense was broken.
Yu Shi stepped forward and said, "No one asked for your opinion, you filthy mudblood."
"How dare you..." Ron was enraged.
He protected Hermione behind him, put on the ring Aiden gave him, and a beam of white light shot out, directly blasting Draco away.
"You actually used magic." Flint was shocked by this scene and raised his wand towards Ron.
All the other Slytherin players raised their wands as well.
The twins led all the Gryffindors to stand beside Ron, raising their wands to confront him.
The next moment, Draco got up from the ground and took out his wand.
"Weasley, how dare you..." He fired a spell, which became the signal to start the war.
"Draco, don't." Flint tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Seeing the Slytherins casting spells, the Gryffindor students naturally did not want to be outdone.
All kinds of spells were fired, and magic spells were flying all over the place.
In the interval between the battles, Draco said to an enthusiastic senior Slytherin student,
"Help me teach that Weasley a lesson, and I'll give you a large sum of Galleons and the friendship of Malfoy."
The student was stunned by the wealth of Potian, and he raised his hand and fired the "Shattered" spell at Ron's arm.
Ron, who was wearing the ring and firing general attack magic at will, did not notice the approaching danger.
Just as the spell was about to hit Ron, a figure appeared behind Ron.
A barrier made of multiple hexagonal crystals blocks the curse.
Aiden glanced at Ron calmly, and Ron's hair immediately stood on end.
"Go back and practice more, no objection, right?"
"No." Ron lowered his head.
Aiden's sudden insertion caused both sides to stop the exchange of fire.
"Aiden Prewett, this is a matter between us and Gryffindor. Why do you, a Ravenclaw, have anything to do with it?" Flint tried to use the house dispute to force Aiden away.
"Oh, my dear Flint, it's been a long time, but I hope you know that this is a personal grudge."
Then Aiden snapped his fingers, and the grass on the ground twisted and grew vines.
The vines grew and hung up the student who had just cast a spell on Ron.
Broad vines grew out and began whipping the student.
The scene was completely silent, leaving only the screams of those being whipped.
"What happened?" Snape rushed out.
A sharp blade cut through the vines with precision, and the unknown Slytherin student fell to the ground.
"Aiden Prewett, it's you again." Snape walked over and tried to grab Aiden by the collar.
However, the hand he extended was caught by Aiden.
Aiden's clear heterochromatic eyes looked at Snape, his pair of vertical pupils emitting a sharp light.
It's like a sharp knife piercing people's hearts.
Faced with such a gaze, Snape subconsciously looked away.
"Professor, as human beings, we always have some bottom lines, right? Just like a dragon, there are always some scales that cannot be touched."
Aiden looked around at the people around him, and all the little wizards who met his eyes lowered their heads.
Magic power mixed with dragon power formed a magical deterrent.
The space around seemed to be distorted.
"Professor, I think I am an easygoing person, but why do people always try to see my uneasy side again and again?"
As Aiden spoke, a huge mental force was pulsating, and some young wizards around him could not bear it and fainted.
The atmosphere between Aiden and Snape became increasingly tense.
"Okay, calm down, both of you?" an old voice appeared.
The gentle magic smoothed the surrounding space, and the pressure brought by the power of the mind was also blown away by the breeze.
It was Dumbledore, with Harry, who was breathing heavily, at his side.
It seems that after a summer vacation, Harry's physical fitness has improved.
"Okay, you two, come to my office and talk, and Mr. Flint, can you send the child to the hospital wing?
Remember to inform Madam Pomfrey to prescribe more tranquilizers. He has suffered a mental shock."
After saying that, Dumbledore took Aiden and Snape and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Cool, did you see the magic Aiden just performed?" Ron said excitedly.
"If it wasn't for someone showing off his skills in the fight, there wouldn't be such a mess." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Malfoy was the first one to scold me," Ron cried out in injustice.
"Well, let's go to Hagrid," Harry suggested, catching his breath.
So the three of them came to Hagrid's hut.
Inside the cabin, Hermione asked curiously, "What exactly did Malfoy curse at?"
"It's a dirty word, an insult to Muggle-born wizards," Hagrid explained.
"Oh, how could he."
Harry felt a little resentful, and tears welled up in Hermione's eyes.
"Oh, poor thing."
Hela took Hermione's hand and comforted her.
"This is sheer nonsense. Nowadays, most wizards are half-blood, and no wizard has yet invented a spell that Hermione can't learn.
Have you never thought of that, Hermione?"
Hagrid comforted Hermione, and Hermione gradually smiled.
