Chapter 340

Hearing this, the Slytherins were like ducks choked by the neck, and each of them was speechless.

As Slytherin students, Snape may be biased in their favor, but if things affect the reputation of the house, then the only thing that awaits them is confinement.

"Humph!"

Seeing that there was a tendency for Slytherin to die down, Harry and the others also turned their heads and prepared to leave.

"Let's go."

A farce subsided, Su Zimo shook his head and greeted Furong on the side.

And that's when ......

"Cedric, be careful!"

As if noticing something, Hermione couldn't help but remind.

However, Su Zimo had already noticed the small movement of Malfoy behind him, and with a flip of his palm, almost instantly, he waved his wand and put an iron armor spell on himself.

"Armor protection!"

A faint light shrouded Su Zimo's body, and at the same time, a dazzling beam of light shot out from not far away, just hitting this layer of light, "duang-"

The scorching mana, in front of the iron armor spell, gradually disappeared into invisibility.

And the others also recovered from this brief horror and immediately understood what was going on.

It turned out that Malfoy had just taken advantage of the turn to attempt a sneak attack.

"Despicable!"

"Shameful sneak attack!"

"Damn Malfoy!"

At this time, Su Zimo, who was the one who was attacked, couldn't help laughing.

"Huh."

Although the voice is not high, it is enough to attract everyone's attention.

A powerful wave of magic power, centered on Su Zimo, swept in all directions, and Malfoy, who was taken care of, was also full of horror on his pale face.

"Cedric, don't ......"

seemed to understand Su Zimo's plan, and Hermione on the side wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Fleur.

The latter shook his head slightly, his face full of hostility.

And at this very moment......

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, accompanied by a flash of intense wand beams.

I saw Professor Moody, limping down the marble staircase, wand in his hand, pointing at a snow-white stoat.

The ferret shivered on the stone-paved floor, where Malfoy had just stood.

There was a terrible silence in the foyer.

"Interesting ......"

With the appearance of Professor Moody, Su Zimo also withdrew his magic power, but saw Moody first glance at him a few times, and then turned his head to look at the stoat.

"I don't like people who attack others behind their backs!"

As these words fell, Professor Moody waved his wand, and the ferret suddenly rose ten feet into the air, fell to the ground with a thud, and then suddenly rose again.

"This practice is the dirtiest, the most vile, the act of a coward......"

The stoat leaped into the air, its four legs and tail wagging in despair.

"Never ...... Don't...... Such...... Do ......," Moody said, and every time the ferret fell on the stone floor and jumped up again, he burst out with a word.

"Professor Moody!"

Suddenly, a startled voice said.

Professor McGonagall was descending the marble staircase, holding a stack of books in her arms.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall."

Moody said calmly, making the ferret jump even higher.

"Y-what are you doing?"

Professor McGonagall asked, her gaze moving to the ferrets bouncing in mid-air.

"Lesson, lesson."

"Lessons...... What, Moody, is that a student? Professor McGonagall exclaimed, the book in her arms scattered to the floor.

"That's right."

Professor Moody nodded.

"Oh my God!"

Professor McGonagall screamed, hurried down the stairs, and drew her wand.

Moments later, with a loud crackle, Draco Malfoy was back again.

He was curled up in a ball and lay on the stone floor, his slippery pale yellow hair scattered over his dazzling red face.

After a while, he stood up, looking trembling.

"Moody, we never use shapeshifting as punishment!" Professor McGonagall said weakly, "Professor Dumbledore must have told you, right?" ”

"He probably mentioned it......"

Moody's scratched his chin nonchalantly and said, "But I think we need to scare it hard." ”

"We can be confined ...... Moody's, or report to the dean of the house where the person is located," Professor McGonagall said.

"I'll do that."

Moody glared at Malfoy in disgust and said.

Malfoy's pale eyes were still welling with tears from pain and shame as he looked up at Moody viciously, muttering something that was clearly audible to a few words, "My Daddy."

"Oh, really?"

Moody limped forward a few steps, the sound of his wooden leg clattering against the ground echoed through the foyer.

"That's right, I've known your dad before, kid...... You tell him that Moody is keeping an eye on his son...... You told him this for me...... Okay, the head of your house is Snape, isn't he? ”

"Yes." Malfoy said resentfully.

"An old friend, too."

Moody snarled, "I've been looking forward to having a good chat with old fellow Snape...... Let's go, boy......"

As he spoke, he grabbed Malfoy's arm and dragged him towards the basement classroom.

Professor McGonagall looked at their backs uneasily, and it took a few moments for her wand to point at the books that had fallen to the ground, causing them to rise into the air and return to her arms.

"It's a funny farce, isn't it?"

After Professor McGonagall and Moody both left, Su Zimo smiled lightly.

Not far from him, a group of Gryffindor students were also smiling, and they were discussing with great interest the scene where Moody had taught Malfoy a lesson.

"Cedric, thank you."

At this time, Harry also walked up to Su Zimo and said apologetically: "If it wasn't for your help just now, Malfoy wouldn't have ......."

"Alright, it's a trifle."

In this regard, Su Zimo also waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Don't care about Malfoy, I believe that after this lesson, he should not dare to sneak attack others again." ”

"yes."

Harry smiled when he heard this.

After this incident, the relationship between the two has become much friendlier than before.

With the help of Su Zimo and Hermione, Harry gradually stepped out of the shadow brought by Rita Skeeter's report and began to prepare seriously for the Triwizard Tournament.

It wasn't until a week before the first project started that Harry suddenly came to the library and looked at Su Zimo with a mysterious face: "Hey, Cedric...... The first project is the Fire Dragon. ”

"Hmm."

"Aren't you surprised?"

This time, Harry was a little depressed.

I thought that the news he brought would make his new friend react, but the other party seemed to be indifferent.

(End of chapter)