The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Draco held his butt with both hands, lying on the ground like a bent shrimp.

The whole person was motionless, as if he had been kicked stupid by Mo Bai.

"Draco!"

Crabbe and Goyle gathered around nervously, and the Slytherin wizards all glared at Mo Bai angrily.

"What did you do?!" Pansy was like an angry poodle, pointing her wand directly at Mo Bai.

Hermione was the quickest to react and pulled out her wand, followed by Harry and Ron.

"Are you blind? Bai Mingming saved Malfoy, he is really a white-eyed wolf."

Seeing them pull out their wands, the little snakes also pulled out their wands and pointed at them.

With the help of the little lions, the scene instantly became tense, as if a melee was about to begin in the next second.

But Mo Bai suspected that apart from Hagrid, the professor, and the four of them, the only person present who had the ability to cast offensive spells was Seamus, the little prince of explosions.

"What are you doing!"

As a professor, Hagrid certainly couldn't watch them fight.

But the next scene was a bit awkward, and no one on either side moved.

Originally, the young masters and ladies of Slytherin looked down upon half-blood wizards like Hagrid, even if he was a professor.

Not to mention that the magical animal he brought almost hurt Malfoy.

When the little lions saw that the other party had not put down their wands, they would not put them down.

The professor's majesty was ignored again and again, and Hagrid's face became a little uneasy.

"Put down your wands! Otherwise I will deduct points!"

Still no one moved.

"Ahem," Mo Bai finally cleared his throat.

"Draco, how long are you going to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead until I pick you up myself?"

Pansy's eyes widened, "You..."

"Pansy!"

Draco interrupted Pansy angrily, knowing that what the other person said next was definitely not a good thing.

He glared at Pansy, "If you want to die, don't take me with you."

If he now has a "love-hate relationship" with Harry, he feels pure fear for Mo Bai.

Putting aside everything last year, Dobby was at home when Mo Bai came to his house to "invite" him during the holidays!

He watched helplessly as this boy, who was as old as him, broke into the house, neatly knocked down all the adult wizards, including his father, and then "politely asked" his father to give Dobby his gloves.

The only effective result of a wizard's war was to cut the hem of his clothes...

The key is, Mo Bai had a smile on his face the whole time.

The same smile as now.

"I'm fine," Draco rubbed his lower back, "It was Mo Bai who saved me."

"But..." He looked at Hagrid and gritted his teeth.

"I will definitely tell my father about Professor Hagrid's indulging in magical animals and almost hurting me!"

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows.

Who did this kid learn from? He actually changed the concept secretly.

"Draco, you'd better go to the infirmary and see if Madam Pomfrey has any medicine for the irritated mouth."

Mo Bai's words made the little lions burst into laughter. Draco's face turned blue and white, but he didn't dare to say anything back, so he turned around and left.

Hagrid looked at Slytherin who was following him and could only open his mouth, "Then take Malfoy to the school doctor's office."

He was a little reluctant, "The class is not over yet."

Mo Bai glanced at him, "You don't think you can continue this class, do you?"

"Why can't you get up?!"

Ron was unconvinced.

"This is a Care of Magical Creatures class, not a Defense of Magical Creatures class."

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows and looked at Ron, "There has been an incident of magical animals attacking the little wizard..."

"Isn't that because Malfoy has a bad mouth?"

"No matter how arrogant he is, he is still a student. As a professor, Hagrid should use these 3X dangerous 'cute' little guys as teaching materials, so he should have a prepared plan for magical animals to attack the little wizard."

Mo Bai looked up at Hagrid.

"A professor's job is to teach students. If every student is as well-behaved and sensible as Hermione and doesn't mess around, what's the use of being a professor?"

"Professor, have you made a plan?"

The huge hybrid giant was trained by Mo Bai so that he lowered his head and remained silent, like a child who had done something wrong.

He didn't have any plan. He just wanted to show the little wizard these "cute" animals. To him, these animals were harmless.

But he forgot that the little wizard facing magical animals was completely different from him.

He should be grateful that the first person to face Buckbeak was Harry, who was both brave and brave.

Otherwise, if someone with less courage makes an inappropriate move, the tragedy will happen earlier.

The Magical Creatures lesson ended hastily, and Hermione put her hands behind her back and looked up at Mo Bai.

"You're so fierce, you're not like your usual self."

"Still angry? Because of what happened last year?"

Of course she could tell that Mo Bai had a problem with Hagrid, and she also knew why.

Last year, when they were looking for the secret room, Hagrid led them into the mouth of a nest of spiders. If it weren't for Mo Bai's help, she and Harry Ron would have fed the spiders.

Compared with the fate of the Ivo family, Hagrid was already insulted because of Dumbledore's face.

Mo Bai was noncommittal, "Hagrid is indeed a professional, but he is indeed not qualified to be a professor. However, this is something that Old Deng needs to worry about. I am just a student."

"But Hagrid can be a good professor. If Malfoy is asked to complain, he really can't be a professor. His father is the school director."

"Don't worry, there is Old Dengtou here. Even though he looks wise and kind, he is the most protective of shortcomings."

Hermione gave him a look.

"Speaking of which, you should be the one protected by him the most, right? Are you still arranging this behind his back?"

"I didn't set him up behind his back."

As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the castle and gave a middle finger.

At the highest point of the castle, in the principal's office, the white-haired old man was lying on a recliner with his eyes squinting. He suddenly raised his eyebrows and showed a helpless smile.