The bookshelves fell to the ground, the books were messy, and the whole scene couldn't bear to look at directly.

Arthur's lips were broken, and I don't know if he was bitten or beaten.

Lucius Malfoy had a swollen eye, and he still had Ginny's worn-out Transfiguration textbook in his hand. He broke free of Hagrid's arm and shoved the book into Ginny's cauldron, his eyes glinting with a vicious light.

"Little girl... Pack your books, it's the best thing your dad can buy you......"

Then, with his cane, he shouted, "Draco, where are the people?"

A boy appeared in front of Lucius Malfoy, his body covered in dust, his clothes full of holes, and his face swollen like a pig's head.

Lucius Malfoy looked at the man in front of him with disgust, and pushed the boy away in an irritated mood, something startled him.

"Draco, why don't you hurry up and come over to me, people?"

"Father... Father, I'm here. ”

The inarticulate sound came from the boy who had been pushed to the ground.

Both of his front teeth were shattered, which is why he spoke leaky.

The corners of Lucius Malfoy's mouth twitched, unable to believe that this pig-headed beggar man could be his son, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you Draco Malfoy?"

Little Malfoy nodded with difficulty, he didn't even want to speak, he was beaten so badly that he couldn't see anyone.

"Let's go!"

"Wait," Dudley stopped them, "I think your fellow Malfoys, after making trouble in front of everyone, won't you just want to run away like this, who will pay for the loss in the store?"

"My son was beaten like this, and you still have the face to pay compensation?" Lucius Malfoy said through gritted teeth, this man was so shameless that he dared to stop them before he could say anything.

Dudley sneered, "Malfoy, don't be so naïve, you will have to bear the consequences if you dare to make trouble." Besides, with so many people looking at you, could it be that a big family like Malfoy would act like a big family that dares to cause trouble and dare not compensate?"

Lucius Malfoy took off the money bag he was carrying at his waist and threw it down.

Dudley smiled and didn't push any further, it was good enough to have Lucius Malfoy do this.

He picked up the money bag and threw it to the clerk.

"You guys shouldn't be," Hagrid said when he saw that the Malfoys were gone, "and everyone knows that their family is terrible." The Malfoys' words were not worth listening to at all, and the blood in their family was all bad. Okay, let's go too. ”

They walked briskly down the street, and the Granger were shivering with fear, which Dudley reckoned was supposed to be Hagrid's intimidation and had nothing to do with the fight.

And Molly went crazy with anger.

"Arthur, look at the good head you give the children... Fight in public... And then the kids learn how you beat Malfoy into a pig's head in public. ”

Luckily, Dalcan couldn't help but laugh when he heard the 'pig's head'.

Little Malfoy was beaten so badly that his father didn't even recognize him.

"You're still laughing," Molly pointed the finger at Dudley, "I thought you were the most honest of them all, but I didn't expect you to go up and fight and stop the Malfoy father and son......"

"What will your new professor, Gilderoy Lockhart, think about if you do this......"

Dudley pondered for a moment, "Then he'll probably be overjoyed." ”

"That's it," said Fred, "when we came out of the Blotted Bookstore, you didn't hear him ask the Daily Prophet guy if he could include the fight in the story." He thought it would make a splash, so he must be so happy. ”

"You are not allowed to say that about Gilderoy Lockhart. Ginny, Hermione, and Molly shouted together.

Mo Li angrily put her hands on her waist and kept panting, and the angry lioness couldn't be provoked.

Dudley and Fred looked at each other, the women were already fascinated.

Hermione walked next to Dudley and kept telling him that he had done some stupid things. There is no scruple about walking on the other side of the parents, whose eyes have narrowed into crescents.

Dudley grimaced, pondering how to get rid of Gilderoy Lockhart, whether to ruin him or to put him in St. Mungo's Hospital for Injuries and Injuries like in the original movie, or whether it would be nice to get him in Azkaban.

A moment of silence for Gilderoy Lockhart, Hermione was to blame for speaking for him.

Dudley was stunned for a moment, shook his head to dispel the thoughts in his mind, there seemed to be something wrong with his mentality recently, why didn't he see Hermione in a summer vacation, he had such a reaction.

That's not right.

He patted his cheek and kept muttering, "Hermione is a little kid, and I'm a big handsome." ”

Hermione nudged Dudley in exasperation and shouted, "You're the little kid." ”

Everyone looked over, Hermione lowered her head, her hair covering her cheeks, and she silently walked to the other side.

Back at the Leaky Cauldron Bar, everyone's mood has calmed down a lot.

They were to be separated from the Granger family here.

Dudley, Harry, the Weasleys, and everything they bought are to be used to go back to the Burrow. The Granger family was going out of the pub and driving home on the street where Muggles lived.

They said goodbye at the bar, and Arthur wanted to ask them what the bus station was like, but seeing Molly's expression, he quickly shut up.

Before leaving, Mr. Granger invited Dudley to come to their house when he had time.

Dudley replied a few sluggish 'yes', but in fact he was frightened, there were so many people here, why did he only invite him alone.

This world is terrible, and handsome boys must pay attention to protect themselves when they go out.

......

A car drove forward in the Muggle streets at forty yards.

Mr. Granger drove in the front seat, Mrs. Granger sat in the passenger seat, and Hermione sat alone in the back.

Mr. Granger cautiously drove the car while observing his daughter through the rearview mirror.

"Daughter... Do you like ......?"

Before Mr. Granger could finish his sentence, Hermione's face flushed at a visible rate.

She shook her head frantically, her messy hair dancing with the frequency, "No way! I don't like him!

Mrs. Granger covered her mouth and laughed, "Your father... He didn't even say who it was, how do you know who he said!"

Hermione puffed out her face, ashamed and angry, this was a proper routine, she was still stupidly fooled.

"Good daughter... Come and talk to your mother secretly, who are you starting to think of?"

"Didn't like anyone!" Hermione tilted her head to the side, Dudley's smiling face looming out of the window, her heart racing, and she silently closed her eyes, "I'm motion sickness, rest." ”

Mr. Granger exclaimed, "Our good daughter has grown up!"