First of all, I did drink on Thursday, and then I said I'd go back to sleep, and then the bunch didn't send me home, but dragged me to the KTV to howl until 12 o'clock. ～，

Secondly, I didn't drink much on Friday, but I was tinkering with work stuff at the time, and I was too tired to go to bed at eleven o'clock, and in fact, half of today's chapter was written yesterday.

In the end, even if you don't sleep today, you will make up the second watch, because you sleep too much during the day, and I will build yì you will get up tomorrow morning to watch the second watch.

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Honesty and stupidity are not synonyms, and the same poor memory and lack of comprehension do not mean that Neville does not understand even some of the most basic truths, at least some of the big truths that he has often heard and heard since childhood.

As Neville had told Malfoy a year ago on the Hogwarts Express, he wouldn't be friends with someone like Malfoy who was unscrupulous, unruly, and rude. This impression was already there before meeting Malfoy, and after a semester, it deepened.

If it was just the rest of the Slytherins, Neville wouldn't have cared too much because he hadn't crossed paths with those people. But with Malfoy, Neville felt that it would be better to stay and see what these people were going to do, and he wouldn't be in a hurry to go back to the shower anyway.

"Flint!"

Before he could land, Wood yelled at the Slytherin captain, "It's our training time!

Marcus Flint, who was bigger than Wood, replied with a troll-like cunning look, "It's a big place, Wood. ”

In addition to Wood, the rest of the team also came to find their voices. There were no girls on the Slytherin team, and they stood in a row side by side, squinting at the Gryffindor team members with the same look.

"But I've got the court!" Wood snapped, "I've got it!"

"Oh, so what?" Flint smirked, waving the note in his hand, "but I have a note signed by Professor Snape." I, Professor Severus Snape, have allowed the Slytherin team to train at the Quidditch pitch today to train their new Seekers. ”

As the new Seeker of the Slytherin team, Malfoy fully realized the benefits of money this time, and he could buy these people from the Slytherin team with just seven light wheels in 2001, which was really cheap.

Flint, who was showing off, probably didn't know that after he and his teammates closed the deal with Malfoy, they would be in the same situation as the poor bunch across from Malfoy.

People who can give up their temperance and principles because of petty profits will be looked down upon wherever they are.

Taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others, Flint felt that he still had a good spirit of contract. He barked at the Gryffindor man in triumph, and the gry, angry but irrefutable expression of helplessness made him feel more cheerful than ever.

"What's wrong, Wood?"

Neville walked over to Wood's side and asked, frowning at Malfoy in his Slytherin jersey and saying, "You're on Team Quidditch too." ”

In all fairness, this sentence has no other meaning than curiosity and surprise, but to certain people, it seems very harsh, with a hint of mockery and contempt.

[What? You scum can join the Quidditch team?]

"I'm the new Slytherin Seeker, Longbottom. ”

As soon as Neville appeared, Malfoy's face became gloomy, although there was some element of lust and guilt, but the light wheel 2001 in his hand and his teammates behind him finally provided him with a lot of courage.

"Everyone was admiring the broom that my dad bought for our team. ”

"Oh. Neville glanced at the new broom on the other side, then scratched his head and said, "Looks like it's awesome." ”

As before, Neville's words had a sarcastic effect, although this was indeed his heart's words, he didn't understand broomsticks, and could only say this kind of nonsense that had no nutrition to speak of, and nothing else.

[Translation: With all due respect, even if you have this broom, it's still spicy chicken.] 】

If Neville knew that it amounted to years of his pocket money, his reaction was what Malfoy wanted to see, but he'd be a layman.

No one else could know what Malfoy was thinking, but anyone who wasn't blind could tell he was in a bad mood right now. This kind of ups and downs is like going to the green on a sunny day, only to step into the cow dung, and then the uneducated cow actually eats a bad stomach.

There are two kinds of people who can't be humiliated, one is so cheap that they have no friends, and the other is Neville.

Malfoy felt that he was extremely powerless at the moment, because the known methods seemed to be useless to Neville, and the thing was almost invulnerable.

It's not that he hasn't stumbled, it's not that he hasn't done it, and Malfoy can testify that he tried everything he could to fix Neville in his first year, but it didn't work.

One of Malfoy's most powerful tricks was to have Snape kill certain students, and the potions class was bitter and sarcastic, usually seizing the opportunity to deduct points, and ordinary people were killed in a few clicks.

However, for Neville......

I'm sorry, but the other professors said that Neville is a good boy, and that we need to take care of the future flowers of the wizarding world, and you deduct your points, and we add our points.

As for taunts, Neville's resistance should be the highest in Hogwarts, not one.

Sometimes, Neville wondered why everyone else was laughing when Snape praised him in Potions class.

At the critical moment, Flint was more reliable, he didn't even look at Neville, pointed to the outside of the field to the Gryffindor people, and said: "The stadium has been requisitioned by us, you guys leave quickly, don't delay our training!"

"Requisition?"

Neville didn't know about Snape's note, and Wood sued him with a black face.

"Well, they've written a note...... Neville scratched his head, "then we'll go to Professor McGonagall and write one, the pitch is so big, half of one side is enough." ”

If only it were that simple, Wood could only smile bitterly, and before he could explain, Flint shouted unhappily, "Pay attention, this is where we requisitioned first!"

"When did you get the slip?" asked Neville.

"Today, of course!"

"Oh, that's what we got yesterday. Neville replied earnestly, "So we're in front." ”

"You're a fool to me!"

Flint rolled up his sleeves and gritted his teeth, as if he was going to come over and slash Neville, he really felt that his IQ was insulted.

"I didn't treat you as a fool. Neville replied earnestly, "Really, not at all. ”

Like Malfoy, Flint felt that Neville was mocking him, so he was rightly angry.

"Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up!"

"I don't believe it. ”

As if he didn't feel the severity of the situation at all, Neville said something that made Flint furious:

"Because you can't beat me. And if you can't beat me and beat me, then you're really a fool. ”