Vio knew that the reason Mr. Malfoy had gone downstairs was not because he wanted to get a closer look at Lockhart—Harry had just appeared. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This means that Harry and the Weasleys have converged, and Mr. Malfoy should have seen their family and thought of the best person to take the blame for getting rid of the diary - who else could there be but the group of blood traitors who were close to Harry Potter?

Mr. Santriel, who stayed behind, looked at Vio with a solemn face: "Your mother and Sigoness would be thrilled if they knew that this man had become your teacher - and promise me not to tell them the news anyway・・・・・・"

Vio nodded, she knew where Mr. Sontrell's bad impression of Lockhart came from—she added, "Daddy, there's something you should know—that Mommy had heard our conversation this morning, and she was behind the door. ”

Mr. Santrill froze, and then a smile unconsciously appeared on his face—he should have known that Cassie was no one to be deceived by looks and words.

Then Lockhart cried downstairs, "Ladies and gentlemen, what an extraordinary moment! I would like to take this wonderful occasion to announce a small matter—something that I have been holding out for a while to surprise you to-day!"

"When young Harry walked into the Blotted Bookstore today, he just wanted to buy my autobiography - I would give it to him for free on the spot—"

There was thunderous applause from downstairs," but he didn't know," Lockhart continued, "that he would soon get something more valuable than 'I can do magic,' and in fact, he and his classmates would get a real, magical me."

"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it is my great pleasure and pride to announce that this September, I will be the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

Vio listened with little interest - she really thought the seven years of Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons were a pile of rubbish.

- Except for Professor Lupin in the third year and Professor Snape in the sixth year who briefly taught useful things, the rest of them were really desperate for Hogwarts education.

But Lockhart, a liar who is good at marketing hype, once again received applause from the crowd.

Lockhart shoved the pile of books on his desk into Harry's arms, and then continued to show his shiny white teeth to the camera, regardless of the staggering way of Harry's walk by the pile of books.

Vio's eyes followed him to the wall, where a little red-haired girl was standing next to her crucible - no doubt she was the Weasleys' new little sister Ginny this year.

Harry struggled to straighten up and poured his books into the cauldron, apparently for Ginny.

At this moment, Mr. Malfoy appeared beside him, Vio narrowed, and Draco was not far behind him, frowning.

"Look, Dad, what is Mr. Malfoy doing? Has his relationship with the Weasleys been repaired again? Why is the package he had been holding missing? Is it for someone else?"

Vio pulled Mr. Santriel and pointed out the scene to him, trying to look like he was a curious baby in his tone.

"・・・・・・" Mr. Santrill was pulled downstairs by her, his eyes puzzled, and he quickly turned and went downstairs.

Vio followed, and as they made their way through the crowd to Harry and Ginny, Mr. Malfoy was placing a hand on Draco's shoulder.

With a cold sneer on his face, he said, "Ahhhh・・・・・・h

He reached into Ginny's cauldron and pulled a tattered copy of the Elementary Metamorphosis Guide from the middle of the new, shiny Lockhart book.

Vio watched his every move nervously, his fingers rubbing the cover of the book, as if trying to find the invisible nick on it.

But at the same time, he continued to speak, deliberately provoking Mr. Weasley, "It doesn't seem like so. Oh my God, if you can't even get a good pay, what's the good of being a scum among wizards?"

Draco's eyes wandered as he heard this, his gaze slowly falling to the ground, his pale face expressionless.

Mr. Weasley's face was redder than the hair of Ron and Ginny, who were standing next to him.

His children all gathered around their father and glared at Mr. Malfoy, and if it weren't for Mrs. Weasley's side, he couldn't tell when they would have struck.

"We have very different ideas about what the scum of wizards is, Malfoy. In the face of Mr. Malfoy's aggressiveness, Mr. Weasley bravely replied.

"Of course, of course. Mr. Malfoy's other hand, which had been holding the cane, quietly moved out from behind him, his wide cuffs shaking at a certain frequency.

At the same time, his pale eyes turned to the side, and his gaze fell on the Grangers, who were looking at them in astonishment—they must have just arrived, and they didn't know what was going on in this atmosphere. "Look at the friends you've made, Weasley—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Mr. Santrim interrupted him by patting him on the shoulder, and then stepped forward to greet the Grangers: "It's a pleasure to meet you here, have you bought Hermione's book?, if you haven't already—I think if you don't mind, you can just order one more set with Vio・・・・・・"

Mr. and Mrs. Granger recognized the well-mannered man in front of them as Mr. Santriel, the father of their daughter's best friend, and relaxed a lot, and walked two steps to the side and chatted.

Both Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy were interrupted by Mr. Santrim, and Mr. Malfoy was so angry that he had nothing to say—

He was just about to make a mockery of Mr. Weasley for befriending Muggles, when his own best friend took the initiative to talk to the Muggles・・・・・・

"You see, right and wrong are known, Malfoy. Mr. Weasley looked at Mr. Santriel.

He had heard a lot about Vio from his son, and he was also very curious about her father, and his views were no longer limited to the pure-blood family of the station.

"yes, it's a pity that it can't hide the fact that your family has fallen to the limit—"

Vio watched intently for the movement of Mr. Malfoy's hand—she was sure it was transferring the journal to Ginny's book.

Just as Mr. Malfoy closed his Guide to Elementary Transfiguration, there was a thud, and Ginny's cauldron flew out. Mr. Weasley lunged at Mr. Malfoy—

A red light flashed beside him, and an invisible force dragged Mr. Malfoy a small step in Mr. Santriel's direction.

Mr. Weasley pounced and crashed into the shelves, dozens of thick spell books falling on his head.

Fred and George looked in the direction where the red light flashed, and happened to see Draco, and they deftly bypassed Mrs. Weasley's arm, and rushed at Draco in tacit and rage, apparently believing that he had violated the orders of the Ministry of Magic by using magic outside the school to plot against their father.

Mr. Malfoy hurried to pull away the two angry brothers - they pushed them to the side, and Mr. Weasley jerked over and pressed him down - Mrs. Weasley screamed as she stopped Ron who was about to pounce: "Don't do this, Arthur, don't do this!"

Percy was busy supporting the emotionally unstable Mrs. Weasley from fainting and falling headlong in the back.

In an instant, the area exploded, and the crowded disturbance quickly spread out like ripples.

The crowd retreated in panic, and most of them scattered and ran away.

At this point, in the confusion, I don't know who took a large handful of books and threw it at the Weasley brothers, who were crushing Draco to the ground.

They snorted, and their movements slowed - too late, but too quickly, and Draco was grabbed and pulled up.

Then a few more books fell from the nearby shelves onto Fred and George's heads, smashing them to the ground—

No sooner had they stood up than the shelves around them were toppled down, and there was the sound of books falling to the ground everywhere, and after a dozen seconds, the shelves were falling to the ground like dominoes.

Draco and another boy were standing closer to the door—about to knock down the last bookshelf there.

Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley were already sitting separately on the floor, gasping for air.

Hermione covered her mouth in panic, and Vio followed her in what she thought a twelve-year-old girl would do in this scene: she covered her mouth in fear.

But she only felt deeply powerless when she looked at this scene, obviously Mr. Malfoy had already completed the work of putting the diary into Ginny's book without knowing it, and Mr. Santrill had already come forward, why did this fight still start?

- Still fighting so hard?