In the face of the unexpected rude villain, the faces of the three little ones suddenly became difficult to see, especially when they saw the figures and aggressive eyes of Crabbe and Goyle, they were unhappy and had a trace of trepidation in their hearts.

Are they here to fight?

What are the mudbloods?

What should I (we) say?

After all, they are still elementary school students, and the three elementary schools still have something in common - that is, they are all the kind that have been excluded or teased.

As soon as I saw this battle.

Some bad memories came to mind in an instant.

However.

is different from the frightened three little ones, Ringo is very calm, his heart is an adult after all, and he doesn't care about the fights between the little children at all, even if he is also a child, but he was raised by street mixes since he was a child, and his fighting ability is not bad, not to mention that he is quite familiar with this plot after watching the first part more than a dozen times, and he can't fight at all.

- Of course, that's the original.

Now you have yourself, but it is not necessarily.

Especially Malfoy, the stinky boy, who just scolded himself and Hermione for being mudblood......

Ringo squinted and sat quietly on the saddle, unmoved, blocking Hermione in the inner compartment as he turned his arm to let the wand slide down quietly.

Meanwhile.

Harry replied, "I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it. ”

"Haven't heard of it? Then you've heard of the Twenty-Eight Holy Clans, and the Malfoy family is among them, and they are famous in the entire wizarding world......"

"Poof." A sneer interrupted Malfoy's words, but Ron couldn't help but laugh when he heard Malfoy's words.

And this immediately caught Malfoy's attention.

"You think I'm ridiculous? Is it? You don't have to ask me to know who you are, red-haired, freckles-riddden, my father told me that the Weasleys are like this, they can't afford to have too many children, it's a shame to be pure-blooded, and the author of "The Sacred Twenty-Eight" must have been beaten in the head by a troll to include you in it. He turned back to look at Harry, "You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are much better off than others, Potter, you don't want to make friends with someone different or even a lowly mudblood, do you?" I can help you at this point. ”

He held out his hand at Harry.

But Harry ignored him, and said coldly, "I think I can tell who is different." ”

Seeing that the outstretched hand was so embarrassed to be hung in the air.

Malfoy's pale face was flushed.

He withdrew his hand angrily, "Potter, if I were you, I would have to be careful not to go down the path of your parents, who were affected by mixing with people like Weasley or Hagrid." ”

Crash!

Parents are sacred in Harry's heart!

Hearing the insult, he stood up, and Ron and Hermione also stood up, although they had just met, they were also insulted, and at the same time willing to stand up for Harry.

"Say it again!" Harry clenched his fists.

"Oh? You want to fight, don't you? Malfoy sneered.

Crabbe and Goyle came forward very consciously, and the fat figures looked at the three of them condescendingly, seeing that the three little ones were a little frightened on their faces, their disdainful eyes suddenly abandoned them and fell on the snacks on the table, "The mud is not worthy of such a delicious thing, hmph, for your safety, these are all ours......"

said.

Goyle reached for the chocolate frog in front of Ron.

"That's ours!" Ron reached out to block it, but was pushed down by Goyle so hard that he could only watch Goyle take his own food, and even tear open the package on the spot.

He was a little sad.

I rarely eat such delicious food, and now I am about to be robbed, and I can't do anything about it.

It's not just Ron.

Even Harry froze in the face of Goyle, who was two heads taller than him and easily pushed Ron down, and he tried to fight back, but his body didn't seem to listen.

Do you have to be bullied at Hogwarts?

- he thought.

But just when they all fell into "despair".

Goyle suddenly exclaimed, and the next moment, the big man's clothes surged upwards as if he was conscious, and even his body staggered and flew up, no matter how much he struggled: "What's the matter? Help me...... No, help......"

Bang!

He quickly hit the roof of the car and fell backwards as if he had defied gravity - his head would blow up if he fell.

"Haha! Well done and let you bully us! ”

The three little ones couldn't help laughing.

Soon, everyone saw the reason why Goyle flew - in the carriage, Ringo, who had been silent, was waving his wand at this time.

As Ringo swung, Goyle rose and fell, his head thumping against the roof of the car.

"Is that you? Let Goyle goyle! ”

The stocky Crabbe reacted and immediately rushed to Ringo, trying to snatch the wand.

- "Yuga Dim Leviosa"

Bang!

Crabbe also flew up, and collided with Goyle, and immediately let out a series of screams.

"You Mudbloods! Spells! Malfoy, who had been hiding behind Crabbe, drew his wand and pointed it at Ringo, shouting, "Faint......

- "All Petrochemicals"

It's a pity that his casting speed is not as fast as Ringo's.

By the time he had pronounced the last syllable, Ringo had already shot the ash smoke at him, causing his whole body to tense up and turn grayish, and then with a thud, he fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

Motionless.

No more sound.

"Well played, pretty!"

"Ringo's spells are so proficient, I thought Hermione was good enough!"

"Damn, bad Ringo, you are hiding so secretly, you must have been snickering in your heart when you saw me showing off just now......"

The three little ones applauded for a while, but the reflections were different:

Ron wanted to quaringo, but suddenly remembered that he didn't know the other person's name;

Harry was shocked, delighted and confused, Ringo and Hermione were really good at one game, were they really from a Muggle family?

Hermione compared the repair spell she had just given with Ringo's attack spell, and found that it was not comparable at all, embarrassed and at the same time secretly sighed that she didn't look away, Ringo was really a genius......

However.

They soon stopped laughing.

Because they finally noticed that the quarrel and spell casting on this side had unwittingly attracted the attention of the surrounding carriages.

At this moment.

There were more than a dozen young wizards watching.

One by one, they looked frightened:

"There's a fight here, and it's a spell!"

"Why is that Malfoy still still, is he dead?"

"Dead?"

"Don't get in my way, is anyone really dead?"

"Go and call the prefect—"

Soon, a tall girl walked through the crowd, wearing a fluttering Hogwarts Ravenclaw robe, with a golden-red badge pinned to her chest with the letter P on it.

"It's the Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Crivat." Someone reminded.

"What's going on? Freshmen fought? Penelope looked around, saw Goyle and Crabbe floating into the air, and saw the petrified Malfoy, his face changed, "Who did it?" ”

Brush brush brush.

Several eyes converged on Ringo.

Ringo also took the initiative to take a step forward, looked at this good-looking senior sister, and said: "They bullied my friends, scolded us for being mudbloods, snatched our snacks, and beat my friend, Ron, to the ground, before I did it." ”

"Yes, they did it first." The three little ones also share the same hatred.

Ringo didn't have much of an impression of the lady, except that she seemed to have been in a relationship with Percy, who was also Muggle-born, and later seemed to have been killed.

But obviously.

The insulting term "mudblood" is taboo.

Penelope frowned after hearing this: "Then they really deserve to be beaten, but I can't just listen to one side." ”

She pulled out her wand.

Each of them fired a "curse stop" at the three of them.

"Do you have anything to say?" Penelope looked at Malfoy.

"It's not about you!" Malfoy felt like a monkey being watched, his face flushed, and he cursed and ran away.

But Penelope quickly shouted at them: "You are wrong about this, it is still related to me, the prefect is in charge of the order of the train, you provoke and fight on the train, and I will apply for a deduction of your points when the semester starts." ”

Then she smiled softly at Ringo: "You're also a first-year freshman?" What's your name? ”

"Ringo Shelby."

"You're very skilled in petrifying and levitation charms, and you're already in your third year before school starts, so I think you'll definitely get into Ravenclaw." Penelope blinked, "You should know that Ravenclaw is the academy of smart people, and I'll welcome you, Ringo." ”

Let's talk about it.

She hurried away again.

The little wizard who was left alone looked at Ringo dumbfounded, with only one thought lingering in his mind: We heard you right, right? Ringo's magic is already comparable to that of the third grade?

How is this possible?