When Harry and Ron returned in the evening, Hermione still didn't come out of the dormitory, and McGoth felt that something was wrong, and he asked Lavender, who had just returned. Brown goes to see what's wrong with Hermione and asks what happened after he's gone.

"It's Draco. Malfoy. McGoss. Harry said on his birthday.

"He actually said Hermione was a mudblood." Ron's expression looked equally angry.

McGoth frowned, picked up the wand on the table and walked out, Harry and Ron picked up their wands and ran after him.

When they ran to the entrance of the dungeon, they met Malfoy and the others, and when they saw the three of Magos coming towards him, he shrank back in fear.

"What do you want, Gryffindor barbarians." An older Slytherin stood in front of them and looked at them condescendingly.

"Get out of the way." Magos walked up to him and let out a low shout.

"Haha, what did I hear, a first-year student dares to be so arrogant to the seniors, it seems that I want to let ......"

"Be careful," Malfoy's voice rang out.

"Faint!"

"Peng." Attacking without saying a word is already the standard configuration of McGoss. Looking at Malfoy, a senior Slytherin student who had fallen to the ground, everyone around him nervously took out their wands.

"Malfoy, you don't want the two houses to fight because of you."

"What's my sake, it's obvious that you are the one who attacked our academy."

"You said Hermione Mudblood was planted this morning." McGoth ignored him and asked.

"It's me, and I'm not wrong." He cried out in fear.

"Then you mean I'm a mudblood, too?" Malfoy avoided his eyes.

"It's a man who stands up for a one-on-one duel, haven't you always been proud of being a pure-blood wizard, then let me see how strong a pure-blood wizard is, you should know more about wizard duels than me."

Hearing McGoss's words, the Slytherins couldn't help but look at Malfoy, who tightened his wand tightened in his hand.

"Come on, don't think I'm really afraid of you." Malfoy looked at McGoth with excitement and apprehension, excited because he thought he was no worse than McGoss, and last time it was just him who sneaked attack, and he was worried because he lost too badly that time, and there was a shadow. As soon as his voice fell, the Slytherins and Harry Ron were far away from them.

McGoth and Malfoy stood face to face, each clenching their wands.

"Since it's a duel, there's always going to be a bit of a head, Malfoy, and if you lose, you're going to have to apologize to Hermione in person."

"What if you lose." Malfoy then asked.

"I'll give you the idea in the morning." McGoth replied without thinking.

"That's what you said." Malfoy roared with red eyes.

"McGoss, what are you doing, come back quickly." That's when Hermione arrived with a few Gryffindor students.

"Hermione, don't go over." Harry and Ron held him to the two in the center.

"Hermione, watch me beat this self-righteous guy all over the ground and beg for mercy." Magos barked without looking back.

"Draco, take down that Gryffindor wildling and let him know how powerful pure-blood wizards are." The Slytherin men cheered in the back.

The Slytherin prefect walked out of the common room, "Looks like I'm here at the right time today." He gave Magos a grim look. Legend has it that a little wizard under the age of 11 can fight against an adult wizard.,I don't know if you're really as powerful as the newspaper says.,This time the referee will let me do it.。 No opinion. ”

Not to be outdone, McGoth looked back at him. "Of course no problem, I don't think you, as a pure-blood wizard and prefect, will you make a ruling-unfair decision like a ruffian."

"Of course!" He gave McGoth a vicious look, and to be honest, McGoth didn't understand his hostility from the first time he saw him, and at first thought that he was attacking Malfoy or making him hungry for a long time, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

"Duel...... Begin!!! The last two words were suddenly shouted at Malfoy.

"Shameless." "Shame." …… Gryffindor, for their part, scolded the referee for this obvious favoritism. However, the Slytherin side cheered loudly, and their prefects laughed and returned to the Slytherin middle.

"Faint!" After being reminded by their prefect, Malfoy used a spell on McGoth as soon as his voice fell.

McGoth dodged it, he had expected that the prefect would not be really fair.

"It's all petrified!" As he dodged, he cast a spell on Malfoy.

But Malfoy wasn't as weak as he saw in the books, and he escaped the spell as well.

"There are many obstacles!" Malfoy cleverly unleashed an obstacle spell around Magos. Immediately after using it, he used a leg-locking spell.

"Armor Armor!" McGoth wasn't very skilled with this spell, and the crooked bounce didn't hit him. Malfoy thought about the moment he had almost been hit by his own spell.

"Gratty!" Magos used the simplest of trick-type spells. Hit Malfoy all at once, and Malfoy suddenly froze there.

"It's all petrified!" Malfoy, who had been resisted, recovered in the next moment, but could only look at the flying white light in despair.

"I'll win." Looking motionless, Malfoy McGos yelled at the silent Slytherin.

The Slytherin prefect gave him a hateful glance at McGoth, then at Malfoy, and left in a huff without saying a word.

"Hooray...... contrary to the Slytherin atmosphere, Gryffindors jumped up for joy one by one, and even Hermione, who was against force, was flushed with excitement.

"Petrification lifted!" Magos walked over to Malfoy and touched his petrification effect, and Malfoy stood there and walked either without walking or leaving, his face flushed with shame.

"Don't think you're inferior to me, our magic levels are the same, and with two more spells, you can only fight hand-to-hand, what you are missing is not learning, but actual combat." McGoth didn't say anything about the gambling fight, "If you want more experience, you can find me to spar, if you really can't pull your face and apologize, it's nothing, as long as you don't say that in the future." ”

"Why?" Malfoy asked in a low voice.

He was asking a little inexplicably, but McGoth knew what he was trying to ask.

"Nothing, I can understand what it's like to live in your pure-blooded family, and I don't think I'm surprised by what you've done, but you have to remember. You're at school, not at home, and you don't have to follow everything your parents say. And the glory of the family does not depend on boasting about the bloodline, but on the historical heritage and the efforts of future generations. With that, he patted him on the shoulder and headed for Gryffindor.

"You're amazing, Magos." Harry Ron and a group of Gryffindors gathered around him like heroes.

"You don't have to." Hermione walked over and whispered.

"Haha, someone bullied our lion house, how can it be just like that." McGoss's words were unanimously recognized.

Malfoy looked at the Gryffindors gathered together and then at the few Slytherins left around him, and he suddenly felt a little envious of them, and a little unhappy about the Slytherin that he had always been proud of. He wanted to apologize after listening to McGoss's words, but the pride that had always been ingrained in his heart prevented him from saying the word. He could only stand there and watch them leave around Magos.

McGoth stopped Harry and Ron, who were trying to get Malfoy to apologize, from leaving the former dungeon.

"Draco, what do we do now?" A Slytherin girl looked at Malfoy, who had been silent, with some fear.

Malfoy didn't speak, he turned and went back to his bedroom. Lying on the bed in a daze, McGoss's words kept ringing in his heart.

"Maybe I'm experiencing a completely different life than before." He smiled, and suddenly felt a lot less stressed. He laughed bigger and bigger, and he was very happy. Now there is no one in the lounge, and his hair care King Kong has also gone to eat, so that he can vent well.

Sitting at the Gryffindor table, the freshmen were talking about what had just happened, and the senior Gryffindors all looked at the silent Slytherin and applauded Magos happily.

"Someone bullied our teacher's academy, how can it be just like that." That's a great thing to say, and the Fred brothers sat next to McGoth and shouted excitedly. The other two houses looked a little inexplicably elated, like a Gryffindor for the New Year, and a Slytherin with no voice at all and a gloomy face.

After everyone was excited, McGoth sat down next to Hermione.

"Hermione, I ...... this morning"

"If you don't want to say it, you don't need to say it, in fact, I also thought about it all afternoon, I do like to be nosy." Her voice was a little muffled.

"This, no, it's mainly because I'm afraid that I will get angry when I know about it, and then forbid me to do it." McGoth laughed.

"Then you don't have to tell me, I'll definitely object." Hermione spoke directly.

McGoth shrugged and "told you when I'm done." ”

"By the way, I want your help with something."

"What's the matter?" Hermione didn't seem to care at all about what he had said to Malfoy in the morning.

"Go back to the lounge and tell you, you come out at night, this matter is more important to me, I don't understand and I am unwilling." He said with some solemnity.

"Good ......" Hermione looked at his expression curiously, she rarely saw him show such an expression.

In the evening, McGoth looked at his watch and tiptoed out of the dormitory, where Hermione had not yet come out of the lounge, and he took out the parchment and the books and notebooks he had borrowed last time. In fact, he didn't want to tell anyone, but there were two reasons that prompted him to do this, one was that he completely offended Mrs. Pince, not to mention borrowing books in the future, whether he could get in or not was two different things, he regretted his impulsive move in the afternoon, and the other point is the most important point, he has only understood a little bit of those words by guessing so far, in case he is wrong, it is not a joke, he wants to see how much worse the smart Hermione came to when he saw this.

But as he waited for Hermione, he always had the feeling that he had forgotten something, and he tapped his head, what was it?

At the entrance to the Slytherin dungeon, a senior student who had fallen in the blind spot of his sight turned his eyes extremely fast......