Hoo ha~huh~

Violent wheezing.

Elena leaned her back against Derek, who was temporarily serving as a meat shield, and carefully lifted the clothes from her left waist.

"Shhhh

A shocking scorch mark appeared on the originally snow-white and delicate skin, which was the wound left by Marcus's spell, and the hot spell even burned some of the clothing fibers into the wound, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell.

The girl's right hand trembled uncontrollably as the Freeze Spell struck her, and a thin layer of frost spread down her right shoulder, and you didn't have to look at her to know that the skin underneath must have been an unsightly dark blue.

Flying shards of stone walls streaked across the backs of her hands and cheeks, leaving small trails of blood.

Elena's own black walnut wand had long since flown away, and after she was hit by the first disarming charm, she fell into complete passivity without the cover of the bright light. Fortunately, she rolled over to the unconscious Derek as soon as possible, lifted him up, and blocked the volley of spells, otherwise she might have been lying on the ground at this point.

Of course, the Slytherin students were not completely unscathed, and not far from Elena, two boys who tried to catch the silver-haired witch at close range were still on their knees with twisted faces, moaning in pain.

If it weren't for Marcus's timely reaction, he might have been one of them now, and even then he could feel the pain coming from time to time on the small piece of kicked muscle in his inner thigh.

"What do we do now, Marcus? As you can see, this little girl is too hard to get close. ”

Chaser Terrence Higgspine raised his wand and pointed it forward, shouting at Marcus in a somewhat helpless manner.

"yes, or forget it this time. If it drags on any longer, someone will come, and if so many of us are allowed to bully a first-year girl......" Goalkeeper Miles Bright also nodded and played the round.

The Slytherin players, who have always admired brutal violence and strong thinking, although they don't say it, have some mixed emotions in their hearts at this time about the Hufflepuff first-year hiding behind Derek.

It's just a first-year freshman who has only mastered the art of flashing, and she can deal with nearly ten seniors for so long, and hitting her spell is like hitting a statue that doesn't know the pain, even if they were to change to do so.

If a person stays behind and breaks off, the noble act of helping his companions escape is only a little respectful for them. Then, the act of pretending to be stunned by the spell on the ground, luring them into approaching, and then suddenly bursting into a sneak attack like a lurking poisonous snake made everyone feel cold.

So much so that even now everyone can see that Elena is at the end of the crossbow, no one is willing to take the initiative to approach, the girl's lake-blue cold eyes hidden in flames, like a poisonous snake that keeps spitting letters, the more desperate she is, the more dangerous she exudes.

"You bunch of garbage that you can't do when you see a beautiful girl, I'll come!"

Glancing at the retreating team members around him, a look of annoyance and anger appeared on Marcus Flint's face, he originally just wanted to ask for an explanation, to teach a lesson that was not light, he didn't expect that things would drag on to this extent.

With what he knew about these guys, he had no doubt that it was even possible that these guys might even take the initiative to run after the dangerous and beautiful girl in front of them without discipline after the end of this encounter. God knows how much this rebellious, shrewd, cunning, fierce, pretty girl was to these Slytherin boys.

"Wait, Derrick is still in her way......" Chase Terence Higgs hesitated to dissuade, subconsciously reaching out and holding Marcus's arm, who is also a sixth-grader, he is not as afraid of Marcus as other players.

"That's better, he won't hurt anyway. ”

Marcus Flint frantically waved his arm to break free of Terrance's palm, and waved his wand vigorously, his arm spun like a windmill and roared, "Get out of the way!"

A thick red light shot out from the tip of his wand and slammed into the already unconscious Derek mercilessly, a powerful impact on Derek with a crisp sound of dislocated bones.

Elena felt as if she had crashed head-on into a speeding truck, and an unstoppable force passed through Derek, knocking her and Derek off the ground at the same time.

Boom!

Derek's heavy body flew several feet before slamming into the wall and sliding down slowly.

The force of the impact caused Elena to roll on the ground several times before stopping. Elena, who had fallen to the marble floor, propped herself up on her left elbow and looked up at Marcus gritting her teeth.

"It's such a nasty look, aren't you very powerful, beg for mercy, maybe I'll let you go. Marcus held his wand and walked slowly to a distance of four or five meters from Elena, and stopped cautiously.

"Heh, you have the ability to come here. Coward. Elena spat out a little blood spit, her thin and delicate shoulders shook unconsciously, and a trace of pain appeared on her face.

If nothing else, her right shoulder should have been dislocated, and even the most basic force could no longer be done, and a feeling of helplessness rose in Elena's heart - sure enough, only magic can fight against magic.

Hearing Elena's words, the smug smile on Marcus's face froze, and he felt the bruise on his inner thigh start to hurt again.

"I'm going to see how long you can get your mouth stiff. Marcus licked his big tooth maliciously and raised his wand high, his eyes full of crazy pleasure.

It seems that it is inevitable that we will have to suffer a little. Elena's pupils tightened, and she subconsciously raised her still movable left arm to block her face.

"Faint!"

A dazzling red beam of light pierced the air.

Marcus Flint's face froze with pleasure, and at least three or four beams of light of different colors hit him, sending his burly body flying directly in front of Elena.

"There are many obstacles!"

"Except for your weapons!"

"Armor protection!"

"Fossils into mud!"

"Acid erosion!"

"It's all petrified!"

A large stumbling and hurried chanting sound rang out from the direction behind Elena.

Countless spell rays flew over the girl's head towards the Slytherin seniors in front of her, colliding with the spells from the Slytherin team members, exploding fireworks of light.

"It's ......," Elena turned her head to look back, lying on the ground.

I saw Susan and Hannah rushing from behind with the black-pressed Hufflepuff Academy students, and countless young wizards who knew and didn't know each other waved their wands and joined the battle, and many of them were even wearing pajamas and slippers.

"Elena, we're late. Seeing the terrible scars on the girl's body, Hannah covered her mouth tightly, tears flowed out of her eyes, and carefully protected Elena behind her.

"You're right, if you can't even protect your friends and junior students. What are we Hufflepuffs, what are we wizards. ”

Cedric Diggory, with a crooked wizard's hat on his head, looked at the scarred Elena, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, he never thought that the girl would face the reproach in such a tough way, "You successfully protected your friend, and then, it's our turn to protect you." ”

With that, Cedric raised his wand, took a step, and rushed forward with a group of howling badgers, "Let those little snakes see the wrath and unity of Hufflepuff!"

"Terrance, what are you doing in a daze! Go to the break room and call someone, these Hufflepuffs are crazy! Don't you see, this is definitely a well-planned act of revenge. Slytherin goalkeeper Miles Bleitch, who had managed to escape a spell, turned his head and roared loudly.

The proud Slytherin House had never been so aggrieved as it was today, and was beaten by a group of Hufflepuff students who were blocked not far from the common room and beaten with a dense spell.

"I'll be right back, you hold on!" Miles Bletch changed his face as he glanced at the approaching Hufflepuffs and the fork in the road that had turned into a terrifying battlefield, and he quickly ran towards the Slytherin common room in the rear.

"Everybody's out! Hufflepuff House is knocking on the door!"

......

Meanwhile, Hogwarts Great Hall.

Dumbledore is discussing and exchanging ideas with the professors about the teaching plan and implementation of the first day of Hogwarts Military Training.

After a day of teaching, it is inevitable to encounter various problems and situations, and communication between professors is naturally essential.

"Oh yes, the contradictions between the academies will be weakened. That's one of the things we want to achieve. ”

"Don't worry about the situation in the wizarding world, I'll choose some of them to answer in person this morning. ”

"Yes, yes. As a school, we have neglected the physical health and growth of our students, so much so that some of them are too weak. ”

"Gryffindors give them the motivation to work hard, Slytherin helps them protect themselves and pursue glory, Ravenclaw helps them learn new tricks, and the gentle Hufflepuff skillfully blends the four houses together. ”

"Severus, you're doing a good job, and I think we really need to think about giving more safety to the students during the lesson. ”

"McGonagall, you mean Elena Kaslana? Don't worry, that kid isn't bad in nature. And it won't be long before the Hufflepuff house atmosphere will make her feel grounded. ”

Dumbledore waved his hand with a relaxed face, his mind was much more stable after going through the things of mortgaging the school, threatening the Sorting Hat, and ransacking the canteen.

What's more, from the friendly and cooperative atmosphere of the first grade last night, it can be seen that Elena has indeed gradually become a lot more obedient and steady.

Bang!

Anxious and panting, Justin pressed one hand on his knee and the other on the Great Hall door, and before he could breathe, he raised his head and shouted at Dumbledore.

Deng ...... Professor Dumbledore, ...... Go and help...... Elena......"

Before he could finish speaking, a series of crisp air explosions rang out from the middle of the auditorium.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Several house-elves with ears as big as bat wings appeared in front of the teacher's chair with a look of trepidation.

"Mr. Dumbledore, something is wrong! The students of Hufflepuff House and Slytherin House are fighting! there are hundreds of them, and the number is growing. ”

"What did you say!"

McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, and the others stood up anxiously, and everyone, including Professor Quirrell, looked at Dumbledore sitting in the center.

"Uh-huh!"

The relaxed smile on the old man's face slammed suddenly, frowning and subconsciously pressing his chest, his tall and sturdy body shook slightly.

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