Without the scene where Malfoy failed to make friends, the feud between the students of the Lion House and the Snake House also caused a big gap between Harry and Malfoy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Malfoy passed by the Gryffindor dining table and jerked the memory ball out of Neville's hand.

Harry and Ron leapt to their feet, and for some reason they were hoping to fight Malfoy. However, Professor McGonagall was always more keenly aware of the mess than any other teacher, and she showed up in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on?"

"Malfoy snatched my memory ball, Professor. Neville said aggrievedly.

With a gloomy face, Malfoy threw the memory ball back on the table and glared at them, "Wait and see......"

With that, he slipped away, followed by Crabbe and Goyle.

Roger patted his head when he saw this, and he remembered something very important......

Putting down the knife and fork, Roger touched Hermione with his arm, "Remember what I told you last time?"

"What are you talking about?" Hermione didn't know what he was referring to.

Roger smiled and said to them with a chicken-stealing expression, "Pay attention to the Slytherin, I'll go over and see if the recipe over there is different from here......"

With that, the boy got up and walked over, and naturally sat down next to Malfoy: "What about you?"

This strange way of speaking caused Malfoy to turn his head to look at the Gryffindor, and he was taken aback, "What are you doing here? This is the Slytherin table." ”

"There's no rule that you can't eat at the tables of other colleges...... Roger set up the utensils and prepared for dinner.

Malfoy opened his mouth and couldn't speak, there really was no such rule.

"Get back to your Gryffindor table, you Mudblood!"

"You don't deserve to be here!

"Gryffindor must be too poor for the students to eat this meal!" haha......"

The people at the table in the Snake Courtyard were either angry and trying to drive the Gryffindor back who had crossed the line, or they were laughing at Roger with impunity.

"You have the ability to do it, fools!" Roger said fearlessly, picking up a pumpkin pie with his fork. The professors were all watching from the stage, not believing that they dared to go, even if they really did it, Roger was not afraid of these rookies at all.

After eating a few bites of pumpkin pie, Roger ignored them anymore, the autumn wind swept the food on the table in the snake courtyard like a fallen leaf, and the food in Slytherin was not as much as the lion courtyard ate and made up for as much as it was, apparently Lao Deng specially greeted Roger because of the amount of food.

The Slytherin House was shouting, Roger's open belly was like a bottomless pit, frantically plundering everything he could see, and the students of the Snake House also realized that something was wrong, this kid's speed was completely disproportionate to the amount of food.

No longer caring about scolding, the little snakes hurried to the table to eat, and they were all hungry.

Malfoy also hurriedly picked up a plate of bacon and plucked it on his plate, and Roger quickly pushed his speed to the limit, and the fork poked the bacon together and squeezed it into his mouth.

Who scolded me just now? With you, all the food in front of you has no value.

Roger's two-handed knife and fork opened fire on all sides, quickly centering on Malfoy and trying to spread on both sides.

Although they had heard the rumor that there was a new student who could eat it with special food, the young wizards of the Snake Courtyard could never imagine how far this could be eaten...... Today is an eye-opener for them......

Roger's arrogant approach finally angered some of the bad-tempered students, and a Slytherin, who looked like he had a bit of troll blood, stood up and strode towards Roger.

Professor McGonagall sensed something was wrong and reappeared, but she had let Roger eat for so long, apparently trying to teach the Slytherin people a small lesson, knowing that they were going to suffer before they came out to stop them.

"What's going on, Marcus?" asked Professor McGonagall.

The Slytherin who came over grinned, revealing a mouth full of jagged teeth, "Nothing, Professor, it's just that the student of your house seems to be lost, and I'm going to send him back." ”

Full-fed, Roger stood up and gave a long burp and patted Marcus on the stomach: "Don't bother, I just found my way, burp ......"

Marcus's ugly face was annoyed, and Roger felt insulted by Roger's flirtatious movements, the muscles of his cheeks throbbing, but Professor McGonagall was here and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Professor McGonagall glared at Roger, and the boy grinned and said, "There is really no explicit rule in the school rules that students from various houses are not allowed to eat at other tables." ”

"If you think about the school rules when you do anything else, you won't get so many points. The professor's lips were not so tight: "I remember that you are in the morning for flying lessons, if you don't want to be late, hurry over now." ”

Marcus measured his fist at Roger with a hideous expression, and the boy was amused and stretched out his fist as well, but the middle finger of the fist was raised high.

"Can't you get into less trouble? I always feel like something sticks to you and it's outrageous. Hermione, who was waiting for Roger at the gate, complained.

"I don't want to......" Roger sighed, "but trouble will always come to the door on its own." ”

Descending the stairs to the field in front of the door, ready for their first flying lesson. Outside, it was sunny and slightly breezy, the grass on the lawn was slightly waving at the feet, and on the other side of the lawn was the forest, and the black trees in the distance were swaying in the wind.

Teacher Huo Qi from the flying class was already waiting there, and there were more than twenty flying broomsticks neatly arranged on the ground.

Unlike the neat arrangement, the brooms themselves are not very presentable, shabby and old, and the branches on the tail are poked out horizontally, and they are not usually taken care of at first glance.

The Slytherin freshmen arrived, and Mrs. Hodge stood in the middle of the house, her short gray hair and both eyes yellow like eagle's eyes.

"Okay, what are you all doing in a daze?" she snapped, "everyone stands next to a broomstick. ”

"Stretch out your right hand, put it on top of the broomstick, and say, 'Get up!'"

"Get up!" everyone shouted.

Harry's broom obediently flew into his hand, Hermione's rolled on the ground, Neville's didn't move at all, Roger's broom flicked twice...

"Be emotional! Let the broom feel your trust in it!" said Mrs. Hooch.

Roger took out the knife and gave it another chance, if this broom of his own still doesn't give face, then dismantle it...