Chapter 3 Just teach you how to be a man
The title of the book is indeed inconsistent with the cover, mainly because the title I originally planned to change was vetoed by Dianniang, and the new title is still in the pipeline.
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Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
"You're rude. β
Neville looked at the pale blonde-haired, pale-faced boy in front of him very seriously, he didn't have that much thought, he could say whatever he wanted in his heart. As if he didn't see the anger on the other party's face, he continued to say things in a very serious and honest tone.
"Grandma said that your family is not a good person, arrogant and looks down on other people...... Grandma was right, so I decided to listen to her, I'm not going to be friends with you. β
"You ......"
If the eyes can kill people, I'm afraid Neville has been pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows by now. Because of the shame, the boy of the Malfoy family turned a lot ruddy, gritted his teeth and glared at Neville, he raised his head proudly, turned his head to look at his two henchmen, and said with disdain: "Don't be friends with me? Who do you think you are? It's funny, you are a waste, who would want to be friends with you except for people who are also waste?!"
Insulted again and again, honest as Neville also had a gloomy face, and just as he was about to refute, there was another person beside him, who grabbed his hand and shook it gently, and he turned his head in some surprise.
"Who says no one wants to be friends with him?" Hermione's calm tone was like a pool of clear water, "I'm his friend...... Also, you're not welcome here, please leave!"
Glancing at Hermione in some surprise and looking up and down, the boy sneered and said to Neville, "Shame on you, have the Longbottoms degenerated enough to be with the Mudbloods?
Neville's face is dark, and the children who were born into the wizarding family have a high level of identification with the family. Hitting people is not a slap in the face, this kind of red fruit insulting his own family is tantamount to declaring war. Not to mention, the word mudblood...... Neville quietly peeked at Hermione's expression, although the latter didn't know what [Mudblood] meant, but he also knew that it was not a good word, so naturally he would not have a good face.
"Get out of here! or I'll throw you out!"
Neville muttered, and he took a step forward, like a stone mill on the grain field, rolling forward, and the man subconsciously took a few steps back, hiding behind the two henchmen.
"Give him something awesome and take a look!"
Given the instructions, the man's two fat henchmen smiled and slammed into Neville with bad intentions. Although both of them were shorter than him, they were wider and fatter, and the so-called lesson was not as simple as just bumping into something.
"Be careful!" Hermione exclaimed.
"You forced me. β
Neville spoke calmly, and then he took another step forward in front of the two real little fat men, his body like a wall, and he slammed forward with a sense of oppression like a mountain.
At the moment when the three of them touched, Neville suddenly collected another four-fifths of his strength, but the remaining one-fifth, one-fifth of the power of his collision, had already created an effect that satisfied him.
"Pong!"
It's like playing billiards, with a muffled sound, how did the two little fat men move forward, at this time they retreated at several times the speed, and even the person hiding behind was squeezed backwards, and finally hit the wall of the carriage unabatedly before it stopped, and the three of them collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud, and they couldn't get up for a long time.
"It hurts!"
"My belly!"
"Idiot, you've crushed my leg!"
Looking at the three of them, Neville finally smiled, stretched out his fist and clenched it hard, the crackling sound like a firecracker explosion made the faces of the three of them white, and the eyes looking at Neville were full of surprise and fear.
"I don't like you, not at all. Neville shook his head, his tone still serious, but with a little more oppression that could not be denied, just like the feeling that his strong body brought to the three of them, "Don't bother me again, do you hear clearly?"
The three of them nodded again and again, but their hearts were overturned, and it was difficult to calm down.
[Hell, who said this guy was stupid? Even if he was stupid, he was a ......very good fool!
After glancing at the stunned Hermione, Neville said, "Also, you have to apologize to Hermione for ......"
Before he could finish speaking, the man reversed his previous cowardice and said very excitedly: "Apologize? What are you kidding? You asked me to apologize to her?
Neville calmly let the man finish his words, and then said, "I'm not kidding, grandma said that if you do something wrong, you have to admit it, it's not a big deal." β
"Impossible!"
He couldn't understand what the man was thinking, and Neville didn't care if the man had no reason not to apologize, he just felt that the behavior was unreasonable, so his tone became impatient.
"Apologize quickly, or I'm welcome. β
"You can't hit me, you'll be expelled from Hogwarts!"
Lustful and inward-looking, about that, but he was unfortunate enough to run into a too honest Neville.
"I haven't been admitted yet, and Hogwarts can't expel me. Neville's tone was still serious, and so was his expression, "And I hit you because you didn't beat me, they will understand and agree with me, and they won't fire me." β
Man: "......"
Just as Neville was about to use his fists to teach the man how to be a good man who was upright, kind, law-abiding and honest, Hermione reached out and grabbed Neville's clothes, shook her head, and said:
"Alright, so be it, you've taught them a lesson, so let's stop here. β
Blinking, Neville said stubbornly, "He hasn't apologized yet." β
"I'm not unfamiliar with his apology. Hermione snorted, raised her chin and looked at the man with contempt, then turned back to her seat and picked up the book, "Let them get out of here quickly, and don't disturb me reading." β
"Oh. β
Neville answered, glancing at the three on the floor, gently shutting the door and returning to his seat.
If they weren't deaf, they should have been able to hear Hermione, and if they weren't stupid, they should have known what was right.
Soon, there was a rustling sound outside the car door, and I saw from the ground glass that the three people left here quickly, not throwing a cruel word when leaving, nor deliberately making a big move to express dissatisfaction, very obedient.
Neville grinned, looking delighted. But he still minded a little, if the person really apologized, it would really be complete.
[Hmm, do you want to find a chance to make him apologize later?] Neville thought about it very seriously.
"What the hell do you mean by mudbloods?" asked Hermione, who was looking down at the book.
"Huh?"
Neville didn't hear clearly, so Hermione repeated the question, but Neville really didn't know how to answer it.
It's not that he doesn't know the answer, but this answer is full of malice, and he doesn't know how to describe it.
"This ......"
Looking at Neville who was struggling, the corners of Hermione's mouth hooked, and she suddenly smiled, Neville who was laughing inexplicably, and thought that she was not feeling well, whether she was sick.
"Thank you. Hermione whispered.
"Huh?"
Again, Neville didn't hear it, only this time Hermione didn't want to repeat it again.
[Don't guess what women think, because even I can't guess it, you can't guess it.] βWise Teacher Lyle.
Looking out the window at the rapidly receding scenery, Neville noticed that the sun had sunk a little more, and in a few hours, night would fall, and he should be able to reach Hogwarts.
I'm looking forward to it, Hogwarts, the magical school of witchcraft and wizardry.