Two-two-three Deportees?

"I don't know. Harry had an innocent look on his face, and he was definitely not pretending.

So the essence of your savior title is to cause trouble?

Alan rolled his eyes secretly, although he already admired Harry's superb skill in running around to the storage place where the Philosopher's Stone was hidden, but it was too good to get into trouble when he went shopping, right?

"Then it's none of our business. ”

Alan shrugged his shoulders and looked relaxed - although it was worth gossiping about Decola and his current girlfriend and Malfoy's future sister-in-law going out for a visit, but compared to the troubles, Alan felt that it was better to stay away.

As for slamming people against the wall, that's not a particularly serious problem - just listen to the accent and know that it's not British, even if it's pure-blood, it's useless.

The jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic may not be a country like that, but this does not affect the serious exclusivity of the Ministry of Magic in each region, the origin of potions, the output of magical creatures or something is not something that can be protected casually, and the establishment of the striker is not to cheat military spending, but it is really necessary, and there is really no war between wizards?

In terms of strength on the surface, the British Ministry of Magic, which has a lot of resources and land and the strongest white wizards, is the strongest, and the pure-bloods of other countries?

It's just a joke, even if it's an ordinary wizard, the prefect has an obvious Dumbledore label on his body, and the Ministry of Magic can't move because of a foreign pure-blood family, so it's simply a personal handle to the hands of political enemies.

"Let's go," Alan waved to Harry nonchalantly, motioning for Harry to come over and get out of the way, and he didn't care if Darka wanted to do something behind him.

However, just as Alan beckoned, a silver badge on the other party's chest emitted a white light, quickly cracking Allen's petrification spell, forcing Alan to change his gesture and press the other party against the wall again, holding him down.

However, the badge is still more or less the starting point, and the petrification spell on Allen's side did not fully work, allowing the other party to retain the ability to speak.

"What are you waiting for, do it!"

It wasn't the insults and ridicule that Alan expected, but the scolding towards Malfoy.

Who gave him the courage and confidence?' Alan rolled his eyes to himself, and then focused his attention on Malfoy's face on the side, at this point, Malfoy's face even had a normal blood color—judging from the young man's usual pale face, it was obviously a state of extreme anger.

To Allen's surprise, Malfoy in this state, after almost a brief hesitation, immediately pulled out his wand, and-

Syllable~!

Alan put down his other hand, his expression very calm.

It's not easy, after all these years, he finally saw the students in school dare to pull out their wands against him!

Courage is commendable, but it's better to shoot on the wall.

"Rubbish, descendants of the deportees, you are as useless as your own ancestors! you, like him, deserve only to be confused with Muggles and tarnish the noble blood of purebloods!"

Deportees?

Alan was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the Sirius family - the Black family has a good tradition of burning names from the family tree, and it seems that the Malfoys also have this habit?

If you think about it carefully, Armand Malfoy, that is, the first of the Malfoy family, seems to have mixed with the king of conquest? It looks like he has mixed with noble titles and fiefs, but he still can't get rid of it, he is following Muggles.

With this in mind, could it be that on the other side of the wall are the Malfoy family, who expelled the Armand Malfoy?