Selma's words were quite powerful, and directly interrupted the tense atmosphere. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, the girl who asked the question eased up slightly: "Don't talk about those modern methods, wizards don't need to innovate!

At this time, Thelma realized the awkwardness of the situation, and after thinking about it, she said cautiously, "This—not big, right?"

"What's so bad about it? What are we afraid of? Say it boldly—just like you usually give us the knowledge of the Eastern magical world, it's not a big deal!"

Selma's classmate, who was encouraged by patting her shoulder, even shook off the chicken leg in her hand, and in the flickering of her companions, she subconsciously said the answer: "Generally in the ancient East, this situation is to marry together." ”

Burst!

The sound of water spraying came from all around—and many people had just pricked up their ears to listen to gossip and drank drinks or water to cover up their eavesdropping, and they couldn't hold back at this moment.

The atmosphere that was about to start a fight was instantly made nervous by Selma-san - this is still a hair!

And at this moment, the MVP Selma didn't know whether the behavior just now was intentional or unintentionally gag, anyway, he returned to the table and moved his hand at the pudding - the matter was gone, and the merit and fame were hidden.

Anyway, this fight can't be done.

After staring at each other for a long time, the two parties said a sentence almost at the same time.

"Look for him!"

"Let him see for himself!"

Within a few steps, the two men drew their wands almost simultaneously and threatened behind them, "Don't come with me!"

Under the coercion of the wand and the suppression of the aura on her two bodies, the melon-eating crowd collectively chose to retreat to the table instead of choosing to go to the camp to watch the play.

Among the melon-eating masses here, including Allen, who does not want to be named, and other Marshall's roommates - they have been beaten, but the question is whether they are ashamed or not!

The crowd had no choice but to return to the table and continue their meal—however, almost none of the puddings on the table were missing, except for Miss Thelma, who squinted her eyes and smiled in a daze.

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The dinner began with a discussion of Marshall's happy life and ended with what flowers were laid at Marshall's funeral.

If there is any regret, it is probably that there is no way to watch the follow-up plot.

But this is also something that can't be helped, after all, they are just outsiders in this kind of thing, what else can they do besides onlookers?

After estimating that no matter how tragic it was, it should be over, Alan and the others immediately returned to the camp.

To their surprise, the camp had not been demolished, and there were no signs of a fight, while Marshall sat on the ground with a sullen face, and on the surface there were no scars.

It's strange -- it's so fierce just now, but now what about people? Why did they suddenly disappear?

"Marshall, what about them? Didn't you just see them coming? Why are they missing now?" Allen took the quickest way to get an answer - that is, to ask Marshall.

Marshall, who was sitting on the ground, replied with a bitter face: "Allen, why don't you inform me - the two of them suddenly appeared together, and I was not prepared at all, and I was directly confused." ”

Before Alan could reply, a girl replied in a very disdainful tone, "Inform you - is it to prepare you to hide your ugly face or to make you make up lies to deceive Sister Sasha?"

Marshall was not angry after receiving such a reproach, but only showed a wry smile on his face: "I really didn't have any preparation at all, and the two of them suddenly appeared here and asked me which one I liked and who I wanted to choose." I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't answer for a moment, and then my head twitched for a moment, and I replied casually - and then she put the leg lock charm and the petrification charm on me, and fixed me here, and all I can talk to you now is the reason why the petrification charm began to dissipate. ”

"What about them?"

Marshall smiled wryly: "They said they were going to find a remote place to discuss—you quickly unravel the spell for me, and I will persuade them to go, and I won't be beaten up." ”

It's okay - things are still under control, it's good that there is no fighting.

Just as Alan was about to unravel the spell for him, the girl from before asked sharply, "Marshall, what did you say?"

"I mean, there's a gold galleon and a bag of seventeen sicos on the ground, how could I possibly choose it—and then she said to go and discuss it, what's wrong?"

Allen was suddenly hit by the petrification curse -- usually Marshall's head is very clever, why is he so mentally retarded at this time? Could it be that the saying that love will lower people's IQ is true? And Marshall is equivalent to talking to two girls at once, so he dropped his IQ twice?

Before Alan could react, the girl, who had recovered from the shock caused by this sentence, made her own comment - "Scum!"

After a moment of silence, Alan and a few others followed: "Agreed." ”

"Perverted!"

"Scumbag!"

"Scum!"

There is no doubt that even the fight that could not be fought could be fought in Marshall's unintentional provocation, but this kid still doesn't know any love.

"Where? hurry, which way are they going?" asked Allen eagerly—now he might have time to stop and clean up for Marshall, the boy who was so desperate to hang the guy upside down and wake up.

Although, Allen's idea was good, but too much time had passed - the victors had already been decided.

Although it is reasonable to hope that the Hufflepuff prefect on his side can win, it is obviously not realistic - the other party is simply a hanging-like existence, a talented witch who has been taught to open all kinds of small stoves since he was a child, and after so many years of actual combat, the talent cultivated by the Hogwarts curriculum is not something that someone like Hogwarts who has been educated by the education system restricted by the Ministry of Magic can do it alone.

Judging from the average level of students, Hogwarts can overwhelm the head, and compared to the most talented among the elites, Hogwarts is also comparable, but the other party's Miss Smoke is the top existence, and Allen's prefect is only of the middle level among the twenty-four prefects - although this is also very good, but it is still too far behind.

Just after Miss Xun appeared, Allen, who was about to stop her and ask her where the head of her own family had gone, soon saw the existence of another - although she had some scars on her body, with obvious traces of battle, but it was not serious, obviously, the other party was not a life and death match.

That's good -- it seems that Marshall's ownership has been decided.