Chapter 30: If you die, you will die

readx;?“ Xana, if you don't apologize to Professor Lockhart, I won't pay attention to you! And I'm going to watch you to the death, and I won't let you run around! ”

For the next few days, Hermione had been in a cold war with Xana because she had hurt the professor she admired the most. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Look at you scared the ...... of the professor"

Hermione pointed to Lockhart, who saw the group turn around and leave, and kept counting down Xana.

"Spare me, Hermione..."

Xana felt a good headache, Lockhart was terrible, and this brain-dead aura was too vicious.

Hermione was such a smart girl, but after reading this guy's book, she was crippled by her IQ. If Hermione's IQ was as high as 180, now it has dropped 20 times (leaving 9).

"If Lockhart is as good as he says in his book, I can't scare him at all. If he would be intimidated, then he would not be so powerful, and those autobiographies are all lies. ”

Xana complained privately to Harry and Ron more than once, and the two agreed with Xana, but it was completely useless to Hermione.

"It's rude, but I also hope Colin can learn from Lockhart."

Harry was envious that Xana had allowed Lockhart to flee because Colin was still following him like a sticky candy. Although he went to Percy to complain about Colin's paparazzi behavior, it was of little use, and Colin would always try to find every opportunity to greet Harry, at most he would take a photo with his camera all day.

Every time we met, Colin would say to him respectfully and adoringly, "Hello, Harry. ”

"Colin, alright."

Harry had to answer six or seven times a day. Not to mention that Harry felt tired, and even the few people on the side couldn't stand it.

"I'm sick of it!"

"But Percy's side can't do more, how about finding a place where no one is going to beat him up?"

"No, well. After all, it's a junior, it's too violent. ”

Fans or something is terrible.,It's not good to use tough means.,Everyone orz......

Early in the morning of the weekend, before it was fully dawn, Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, woke everyone out of bed and prepared for training. Xana was also forced to follow with a broomstick, as Harry had recommended her to Wood as a Seeker substitute for a tryout today.

"Please, I lost the game last semester because I was absent, please help."

Harry pleaded.

But Xana didn't know that in addition to thinking about the team, Harry had another idea: Harry was very good at flying, Xana was also very good at flying, and the people in the Potter family were very good at flying, so Harry and Xana were both from the Potter family, and they were brothers and sisters.

This is a means of Harry's curve recognition, and as for whether it is reasonable enough, Harry can't control it for the time being.

Arriving at the pitch, Harry is taken to the locker room by Wood, and Xana sits bored in the stands with a broomstick.

"As a dimensional warship, you have to fly with this kind of thing..."

Looking at the ragged school broom in front of her, Xana sighed. I thought I wouldn't have to touch this kind of thing after flying lessons last year, but I didn't expect it to continue this year.

"Why would I compromise?"

It seems that Harry has been spoiled too much recently, although he is very tough in words, but in actual action it is not a different matter, he took the initiative to ease the relationship before, and now he is being pulled in for trial.

Could it be that he is arrogant? Definitely not for this reason!

"Maybe we should find a reason to beat me up... Ahh......h Why does it feel like his attitude towards Harry after school starts is a bit close to Yuuji? He's not my brother, and he doesn't have a dime to do with my sister. ”

Note: Even if Misaka Kotomi's subordinates don't know each other, there will be a natural closeness because of the contractual relationship with Kotomi. Xana didn't realize that Harry had softened her attitude because she had some cheating bracelet.

Until the sun was fully rising, Xana still hadn't put her train of thought in order. The wilted Harry and the team were finally taken out of the locker room by the captain, and Hermione and Ron also brought breakfast for everyone, so let's try out and fly first, and beat Harry at any time, it's not a problem (Harry: No, it's a big problem).

"Xana, let's see what you're up to."

At the beginning of the trial, Xana operated an old broom and began to try to catch or throw ghost flying balls into the goal in the air, and her skillful movements were not at all like playing for the first time. However, this is the most basic, and if even ordinary players are not up to the task, then don't think about the position of the Seeker.

"Attention! Note! Now I'm going to let the Bludger go......"

Seeing the great newcomer, Wood was about to add a little difficulty, but a voice from the side interrupted him.

Click! Click!

"Hey, no photography during training!"

It was Colin, who sat in the highest row, holding his camera and pressing the shutter with all his might, and in the silence of the pitch, the sound was so harsh that I don't know when he came.

"Look here, Harry, here!"

Seeing everyone's attention focused, his excited screams lit up even more happily, apparently forgetting Percy's strict prohibition of his stealing to Java.

Click! Click! Click!

"I said it! No photography during training! ”

Colin's actions sparked a backlash from Wood, who even wondered if the guy was a spy for Slydrin.

"He's from Gryffindor."

Although he was tempted to say that he didn't know him, Harry hurried to testify.

Otherwise, if Wood, who was already mentally distorted by winning the championship, became suspicious, then Colin would definitely be beaten as a spy and even his mother would not be recognized, and there would be no place to reason afterwards.

"Slydrin doesn't need to send spies, they're already here."

George suddenly pointed in the direction behind Wood. Over there, a couple of men in green jerseys and carrying brooms were walking into the stadium.

"Marcus!"

Wood yelled at the Slydrins like a mad bull.

"It's our training time! We're doing special exercises, and you're not allowed to come and see them! ”

"It's a big place, Wood."

"But I booked it!" Wood was even more fired, "I booked it early in the morning." ”

The players on both sides gathered, and Xana also sharpened her knives, and according to previous experience, this kind of conflict ended in a group fight, which can be relieved.

"Really?"

"I have a professor's note!"

Wood pulled out a note signed by Professor McGonagall.

"But I have Professor Snape's special note!"

Everyone had the professor's permission, and the two sides went straight to the top, but Wood was quickly attracted by the contents of the other party's note.

The note read: "I, Professor Snape, have chartered the Slydrin team to practice at the Quidditch pitch today in order to train their new members, the Seekers. ”

"You've found a new Seeker?" Wood looked around, "Where?" ”

Behind the tall line of the Slydrins came a seventh man, shorter, with a false smile on his pointy, pale face, Draco Malfoy.

"That's our new Seeker. Let me show you his generous gift to the Slydrins. ”

Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!

Seven beautiful new broomsticks stood in front of the Gryffindors, and the glittering letters on the grips were painful.

"Smooth Wheel 2001, this is the latest model. I only got to buy it last month. ”

Marcus said casually as he flicked his hand off the end of the handle.

Showing off your wealth nakedly. In particular, when Marcus teased the Weasley twins' two old brooms in the hands of the Weasleys in a handsome and weird way, the Slydlins' triumph reached its peak. Gryffindor, you poor bunch, why do you compare with us.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ron and Hermione rushed over from the stands, and then Ron saw Malfoy, staring at the broomsticks in each other's hands.

"I'm the new Seeker in Slydrin, Weasley."

Malfoy smiled triumphantly.

"Everyone is admiring the new broom that my dad bought for the team!"

Looking at the seven new clusters of brooms in front of him, Ron opened his mouth wide and forgot to speak.

"Maybe you Gryffindor team can go and scrape together some money to buy some new broomsticks. These 'speeds' can be bought for museum exhibits. ”

The Slydrin team erupted in laughter.

"At least Team Gryffindor doesn't have to rely on props to win!" Hermione retorted, "They have real skills. ”

"Nobody asks for your opinion, you mudblood."

The smug look on Malfoy's face vanished, and he cursed vicious words.

"How dare you say that!"

Saying this in the wizarding world is like calling blacks "" or calling Orientals "yellow monkeys" in the streets, which immediately caused a serious commotion among the Gryffindors. Slydrin captain Marcus had to quickly pull Malfoy behind him to block the Weasley twins who pounced.

"You'll regret it!"

Ron pulled out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy under Marcus's arm, but a wooden knife stopped him.

"Ron, your wand hasn't been fixed yet. This kind of idiot with a head full of Nazi ideology is more appropriate to cut it directly. ”

Since you dare to insult your friends, you must have the consciousness of being beaten so much that even your mother can't recognize it. I held my breath a lot in the morning, and I just used a scum like Malfoy as a sandbag to release stress.

"What are you going to do...?"

Last semester, Xana's reputation for ferocity was still in her ears, and she was scared enough to see the wooden knife Malfoy.

“… Xana, you savage mudblood, don't think you're arrogant here when you fall in love with Potter, sooner or later, you'll have a good look. ”

Fear quickly turned to anger, and Malfoy felt that he was embarrassed that a mudblood had been threatened with a wooden knife by a mudblood, and in order to hide his panic and show his disdain, he scolded Shana along with him. Anyway, with so many people in Slydrin here, Xana may not dare to beat herself.

"Mudbloods..."

The cold air was overflowing, and the scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Xana with a dark face in horror, repeating the word in a low voice.

"It's mudbloods! You and your sister you're looking for are all mudbloods! Your family is all mudbloods! ”

"Good, good...... Do you dare to say that, do you want to die? ”

There is a dark flame burning in Xana's eyes, and there is one word that can vividly describe Xana's current state, that is, blackening.

If you don't die, you won't die, and if you die, you will die. Malfoy's fate once again proved that truth.

In the processing of the river crab mosaic in the scene, 10,000 words are omitted............

Afterwards, the principal was indoors.

"Do you have any suggestions for this incident?"

The old headmaster held the tired man's honey lemon tea, and looked at the frowning teachers in the principal's room with a smile.

"This kind of savage girl should be locked up in a reformatory school."

Lockhart wanted to say this, but seeing that even Slydrin's headmaster, Snape, didn't take a positive stand, he had to swallow his words back, after all, this matter was too tricky.

As one of the wounded, Malfoy Sr. had already come to the school several times to make trouble, and he sternly demanded that the school expel the murderer of his son and send him to court, preferably directly in Azkaban.

"My son is lying in a bed in the medical room and doesn't know when he will get better! Are you still going to shelter that murderer?! ”

Indeed, Malfoy Jr. is in terrible shape right now.

If it was just an ordinary beating, even a comminuted fracture was only a minor injury for a wizard, but little Malfoy's wound had a strange power attached to it, whether it was healing magic or Snape's potions, it was ineffective.

Madam Pomfrey had no choice, and before she could solve the curse on her wound, she could only barely hang Malfoy's life with nutritional medicine, and also take a large amount of sleeping potion to prevent little Malfoy from dying of pain before the curse was lifted. The Malfoy family is such a precious child, and now in such a situation, it is no wonder that old Malfoy has become like this.

But those who know a little bit know that old Malfoy is just a little bit of a bad feeling. Rage to rage, and old Malfoy's anger was confined to the headmaster's office, and he didn't do much more than keep yelling. Neither sought public opinion from social media with a "conscience" to pay attention to school violence and put pressure on the school, nor did it go to court to prosecute.

Old Malfoy's contradiction is partly due to the curse on his son, but also because of the recording in Xana's hand.

"Mudbloods"

The recording of Malfoy's racist remarks in public was in Shana's possession, and as soon as the teacher found out that something was wrong and investigated, Shana handed a copy of the recording to Professor McGonagall, who arrived in the room.

Political correctness is a must. It's like the racism in the United States, although it is very strong, but all people in their right heads will not casually promote white supremacy in public. If any fool dares to be so blatant and caught with evidence, then he is finished.

There are some things that can only be done but not said. No matter how unspoken rules discriminate against ordinary wizards in reality, they must not be said in public.

If anyone dares to say that, your reputation will be ruined, and everyone will treat you as a Death Eater candidate, and you will stink for eight hundred miles. If Draco Malfoy's stupid remarks were to be put in the newspapers, the Malfoys' reputation would be over, though bad enough.

If it makes a big fuss, Xana may be convicted by the court for hurting someone, but the reputation of the Malfoy family will also be stinky, a typical lose-lose situation.

Ten years ago, the old Malfoy was charged with the Death Eater under the pretext of being controlled by the Imperius Curse and enough Galleon bribes, and this time it can't be said that the little Malfoy was controlled by the Imperius Curse for racial discrimination.

Not to mention that Xana also found a powerful helper, she may not be able to imprison this wild girl in Azkaban, and even the chance of winning a counter-claim for racial discrimination and compensation is not small. After speaking to Professor McGonagall about what had happened, Xana said that her lawyer would take care of the follow-up of the matter. And the one who was invited was a well-known barrister whom the Inquisition Chamber of the British Ministry of Magic would never want to see.

There are also diplomatic letters from the U.S. Department of Magic and the RB Canonical History Compilation Committee, expressing concern about racial discrimination against Japanese students at Hogwarts. RB is just that, what are you doing with the US Ministry of Magic, and I don't know where Xana got so much energy.

There are so many forces involved in such a small matter, and it is estimated that in the end, it will be a private compromise, and the big thing will be turned into a small matter.

"Actually, Mr. Malfoy is still very reasonable......"

When Lockhart came back to his senses, he only heard the final summary of the old principal, and the result of the development of the matter was not what all insiders expected.

A few days later, Malfoy, who was pale and frail as if he was about to collapse, appeared at the breakfast table, and Shana was announced by Professor McGonagall to be sentenced to labor service for violating school rules.

That's the end of the whole thing, at least on the surface.

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