As for the lethality that her fists can cause, Elena still has a rough idea in her mind.

If you really hit the boy in a vulnerable position with all his strength, it is really possible to bleed in a large area if you are not careful, resulting in a direct death, after all, the medical level of the magic world has always been in a chaotic state of high and low.

It's just a quarrel between classmates, even if it rises to school bullying, it won't be a malicious killer. What's more, Elena also has a little mental cleanliness.

So, Elena consciously moved her fist a few inches upwards, and with a merciful blow, it slammed into the celiac plexus below Derek's ribs.

"Uh-huh......"

Derek, who had never experienced social beatings, let out a muffled whimper, his eyes bulging outward, his whole body arched like a boiled prawn, and the sharp pain was accompanied by an extreme wave of nausea and dizziness rushing to his brain.

Boom!

Without supporting for a second, the tall and big Derek shook his steps, and his strong body fell without any resistance, hugging his lower abdomen and curling up on the floor in pain.

Solved one for the time being, and then ...... Before Elena could adjust her posture, she felt a pain in her scalp, as if a cow had hit her back.

"Derek, little girl, I'm telling you, you're finished!"

Pol, who was standing in the back, roared loudly with a look of rage, rushed forward and grabbed Elena's long silver hair, and slammed his right fist the girl's thin back.

"Hmm. ”

Elena let out a muffled grunt of pain, leaning back unconsciously, raising her left foot to kick the wand away from Derek's hand. Then he bent his knees and leaped upwards with all his might, slamming the back of his head into the chin of the Slytherin third-grader behind him.

Bang!

There was another crash that sounded painful, and Pol subconsciously let go of his hand, raised his foot and kicked the silver-haired little witch in front of him.

As a batsman for the Slytherin House team, he knew very well that this time they were definitely running into a hard stubble, this one is called Elena?? Kaslana's girl is not a gentle Hufflepuff witch at all, she is definitely a little madman who fights with people all year round.

However, a little girl is just a little girl after all, and in the face of Elena, who is only 1.2 meters, the advantage of the strong Slytherin third year in the brawl is too obvious. Even if there is a gap in combat experience between the two sides, in the case of close combat, the length of her arms and height make it impossible for Elena to dodge Pol's attack. The two scuffled together, desperately clenching their fists and smashing them at each other.

"Damn stinky bitch, I'm definitely going to make you pay. Because Elena had saved a little strength, she fell to Derek's grinning teeth and trying to stand up, her face full of mad rage, and her fingers groped for the wand that had been kicked to the side.

"What are you doing in a daze, go and help! Susan, you go to the common room and call someone!"

Hannah?? Abbot glanced at the stunned little wizards around him, turned his head and yelled at Susan, then clenched his fists and took the initiative to rush towards the three people who were scuffling together.

"Goyle, Crabbe, go together! "Draco?? The hesitation on Malfoy's face flashed, he looked at Elena in front of him, his eyes were firm, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward with Hannah without hesitation.

"Come on, fight with them!"

"It's too deceitful, but we're not afraid of snakes, honey badgers, ahhhhh

"What about the senior grades, let's beat them up together!"

With the two of them taking the lead, especially the little wizards who were already indignant, they looked at each other, waved their fists and pounced together, and before Derek could stand up, the screaming little wizards were knocked to the ground again.

"You little madmen, I'm going to ...... Ahh......h I swear...... Ahh

The entire corridor was plunged into a scuffle.

......

The brawl didn't last long, a few minutes later.

The victory of the first-year freshmen, who had an absolute numerical advantage, was almost inevitable, and the only fly in the ointment was that the two sides had just fought. Sabini screamed in terror and ran away.

In the not-so-wide corridor, the previously menacing Derek and Pol curled up in the corner with their hair scattered and unconscious, covered in footprints and bruises.

Draco?? Malfoy spread his arms without an image, panting on the ground, his pale blonde hair lying on his head in a mess, in the scuffle just now, he was hit by another kick on his stomach, and his left eye was rapidly swollen, and he couldn't tell whether it was blood or sweat that blocked his vision.

Click, click.

He heard a light footstep stop beside him, and Draco tilted his head, squinting his eyes to look to the side.

"Are you alright?"

In the flickering firelight, a delicate-looking silver-haired girl walked up to him, one hand on her knee, bent down and reached out to him, trying to pull him up from the ground, and Draco felt that the pain in his body seemed to lessen.

"Why fight, clearly discuss and back down, even if it's a false promise, you can leave. ”

Looking at Elena's scorched black mark from the magic and some bruises and red arms, Draco muttered in a complicated tone.

"Because, we're friends. ”

Elena tugged at the placket to cover the scars, and smiled, a bright smile like sunlight, instantly illuminating the entire stone corridor.

"Sister Elena, I'm ......"

Draco lying on the ground?? Malfoy was stunned, plucking up his courage to say something.

Suddenly, there was a jumble of footsteps coming from the left, accompanied by the rough talking and laughter of several boys, and on the left, in the direction of the Slytherin common room.

Voices heard, Draco?? Malfoy's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Elena in horror.

"It's Marcus them, Marcus?? Flint!They, like Bol and Derek, are members of the Slytherin Quidditch team. Go away or hide, I'll ......."

However, it was already too late.

Before Draco could finish speaking, the members of the Slytherin team who were talking loudly had already turned from the end of the corridor, and everyone suddenly stopped talking as if they had been magically cast in the corridor.

"What's going on?"

Graham, the chaser who is the same as the gorilla?? Marcus, who was chatting with Montame, glanced at Derek and Pol, who were huddled in the corner of the corridor, and his expression became extremely ugly, as if he had encountered a fly while eating.

Glancing at the two brawny men on the ground, as well as the scarred Hufflepuff first-year wizards, the senior Slytherin students standing at the end of the corridor drew their wands and looked ahead as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Draco, I'm sorry. ”

Elena glanced at the black-pressed silver-green robe figure in front of her, turned her head to look at the little boy with one swollen eye, and whispered.

"Huh, why ......" Draco Malfoy looked up in confusion, a smooth white forehead rapidly expanding.

Bang!

Putting down Draco Malfoy, who had been stunned and unconscious, Elena stood up and quietly kicked Goyle and Crabbe, who were struggling to get to their feet, and motioned for them to continue lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Then, walking to the front of the crowd to greet a line of Slytherin seniors with wands in hand, Elena said calmly and without fear.

"As you can see, these Slytherin students have been brought down by us after they robbed and threatened in attempt. ”

She didn't think that the haughty Slytherins would listen to their first-year students, and she wouldn't be arrogant enough to think she could kill everyone with a matchless.

If conflict is unavoidable...... At least make yourself look dignified.

.。 m.