some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 127 Miserable Banban ([-]rd update, please subscribe)

The three then went to several carriages.

The scenes seen in each car are different, and the people they meet are also different.

Some of the little wizards had a good attitude, while some were rather cold, and some were extremely vile. They even wanted to use their wands on them, but they were easily taught a lesson by William.

Hermione didn't have so many worries, she directly opened the car door, petrified by the scene in front of her.

I saw five little wizards crowded inside the carriage.

Each of them is disheveled... panting... tearing at each other.

Ron Weasley was biting Crabbe's hand, and pounding his fist on his head like a Rabbit.

A thin boy with wild hair was holding each other with Malfoy.

The two seemed to be wrestling in a competition, but neither of them fell. That kind of scene was more like a passionate embrace.

William recognized the thin boy as Harry Potter, the lightning scar on his forehead was so obvious.

There was also a fat mouse, which was sleeping, but was hit on the head by snacks thrown around. In a rage, it jumped up from the window sill, biting Goyer's nose with its sharp teeth.

Goyle jumped up and down in pain, and slapped the fat mouse on the ground, and he accidentally stepped on Malfoy's foot.

Gore was tall, and that kick was even more violent.

Malfoy groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

Before falling to the ground, he inherited the traditional performing arts of the Malfoy family, and came up with a "scorpion wag", tripping Harry who had been wrestling with him.

The two were lying on the ground, still fighting, as if neither of them would let the other go, all kinds of snacks fell on the ground.

"Malfoy, you're bullying again!" Neville blushed, "With me, Longbottom, you can't even think about it!"

Neville didn't know where the courage came from, he beat his chest, pumped himself up, clenched his fists, and rushed straight over.

But before he took a step, a piercing scream sounded from the ground.

Neville stepped on the fat mouse's tail, and it trembled in pain, reaching the depths of its soul, and bit Neville's ankle hard.

Neville felt something bit his foot, kicked his right foot forward, kicked out a world wave, and kicked the mouse out.

The fat mouse slid across a graceful arc, and just hit the window glass, only heard the sound of "snap", then fell down again, and fell into a pile of snacks on the windowsill.

It stood up in a daze, took two unsteady steps forward, stepped on the ground, and fell from the window sill again, just hitting the iron cross frame of the chair.

It finally couldn't stand up completely, was KO'd by Neville, and lost its ability to fight.

Neville was startled by the mouse, his calf gave way, and he fell forward, hitting Harry on top of him.

Pressing hard with weight, Harry's head lowered almost like a physiological reaction, and pressed against Malfoy's face, followed by a warm touch.

The two mouths are tightly locked together!
Draco stared at Harry Potter in horror.

The carriage seemed to have been paused, and Ron and Crabbe stopped wrestling and looked at the two on the ground in surprise.

After about seven or eight seconds, maybe five or six minutes, or maybe an hour or two, the two realized what had happened, finally separated their mouths, and continued to wrestle.

"Quick! Separate them." Hermione screamed.

William took out the wand made by Cedric and said, "Quickly separate."

After being forcibly separated by magic, Ron panted heavily, sat on a chair, and said loudly: "William, you shouldn't have stopped me, you shouldn't!
I can beat ten of them by myself, I want to teach these bastards a lesson... dare to speak ill of my father! "

William felt that Malfoy was really flirty. Not long ago, he provoked Neville at the train gate, and now he brought two friends to form a group to make trouble.

This is really the so-called pure-blooded Malfoy family, are you sure it's not someone's unscrupulous gangster?

What Malfoy was thinking at this time was not this kind of thing, but Ron's words.

Ron familiarly called the boy in front of him as William. They seemed to have known each other before and had a good relationship.

Since Malfoy met William in Diagon Alley last year, every time the two met, he would be particularly unlucky, like a nightmare, and now again?

Especially in Malfoy's eyes, William was holding a wand, looking at him with a ferocious face...

He began to brainstorm proficiently.

After a while, Malfoy, who had already imagined Romania, finally collapsed. He seemed to be sitting on the ground in shock, his hair was disheveled, and he said loudly, "Don't come here, don't come here!"

"..."

Seeing that the other party was overly frightened, William could only wave his wand helplessly: "It's back to normal."

The robes on several people were restored to their original state, but the panda eyes on everyone's faces could not be removed, so they had to go to the sorting ceremony like this.

"Hurry up, or I'll be called a prefect."

Seemingly sure that William would not continue to attack, Malfoy spat at the carriage again before leaving, as if Harry had bad breath.

"This is not over yet, let's wait and see!"

Malfoy uttered a useless and harsh word, and ran away with his two little followers, leaving only a few of them in the carriage.

Ron groped the ground and finally found Scabbers in the corner.

He lifted Spotted's tail and pulled it up from the ground.

"I think it must have fainted from the fall," Harry asked.

"No... I think it might be dead!" Ron said sadly, "My Scabber, you died so badly! You were killed by Malfoy's group, if you want revenge, go to them, don't Come find me."

William: "..."

Ron seemed really sad, and he said loudly: "I will bury your body in the vegetable garden at home, so that the goblins will not harass you... Poor, you just came from Percy to me, and you haven't had a good day , and that’s it.”

Ron slipped his spotted tail and flicked it around, not like mourning, but more like corpse abuse.

Scabbers finally woke up from his coma, hanging upside down in Ron's hand, pointing at Neville and screaming.

"My Scabbers, you're alive again?" Ron became happy, and he looked at Neville, "My friend, what's your name?"

"Neville, Neville Longbottom."

Neville hid behind William, as if he was afraid of being recognized by the rats, and wanted to minimize his sense of existence.

"Thank you, thank you for rushing over to help just now, Ban Ban has been pointing at you, probably also thanking you." Ron smiled.

Neville, who never lied, was stunned for a moment, coughed, but did not object.

Sometimes white lies are the bridge to maintain relationships.

Neville had already somewhat understood the meaning of what William had said before.

At this moment, he still felt that maintaining the relationship between classmates was more important.

Spotted?Sorry, Neville said he was a good person.

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