Chapter 19: Faulce: It's hard for me to do
After hearing Foxie's voice, the faces of the three Marcus directly fell. There was only one thought in their minds: how could it be her?
"Went to the wrong door, farewell!" Marcus is worthy of playing Quidditch, reacts extremely quickly, and immediately prepares to run away when he sees that the momentum is not right, but unfortunately it is too late.
"That's right." Foxie spoke: "You three wait a minute, I have something to say to you, but if you have something urgent to leave, that's fine, I won't delay your time, but tonight, I will naturally go to you, everyone is classmates, and it won't be difficult to talk, isn't it?" β
The three of Marcus froze outside the door, in a dilemma.
Marcus only had remorse in his heart, and he wanted to give himself two slaps: Why do you think you stand up for that fool of Montay? Isn't this a kick to the iron plate?
He made up his mind that he must do a background check before venting his anger for his younger brother in the future, and he must not repeat today's mistakes.
"Swift, I'll admit that I just spoke a little louder, so I'm pretty sure now that everything was just a misunderstanding, and let's take a step back and act as if nothing had happened, okay? A lot of people watched it, and the impact was not good. Marcus turned around and managed his expression. He was much bigger than Foxie, but he looked cautious when facing Fox, for fear of touching her moldy head.
He changed his tone to a softer tone, hoping to impress Faxie and make her raise her noble hand.
Looking at Marcus' cautious appearance, Foxie smiled.
"I didn't know until today, it turns out that you still know that the impact is not goodβwhat would you do if I wasn't in this box today? Can bullying new students have a good impact? β
"Yes, you're right." Marcus stepped back slightly, and bent down to her as he distanced himself from Foxie, admitting his mistake very well.
Love and Hermione were stunned, and when Marcus came to the door, they expected a fight, or even a big fightβLove's hand had quietly reached for his wand, ready to find an opportunity to sneak attack without martial arts and use a full-body restraint charm to solve an opponent, only to be relented the moment he saw Foxie?
After hearing Marcus's earnest apology, Foxie did not rush to reply, but picked up milk tea from the small table in front of him and took a big sip.
Five people inside and outside the box all watched her drink milk tea quietly.
"So you know that's wrong," Foxie swallowed the milk tea in her mouth, held the milk tea and said slowly, "So you knowingly committed it?" β
Marcus tried to say something, but Foxie held out a tender white hand and told him to shut up first.
"In my opinion, Flint, you just think that the strong can do whatever they want to the weak, and you can humiliate them fiercely, right? According to your logic, can I do anything to you? β
Marcus didn't dare to answer this, just bowed his head and was silent.
"In recent years, the reputation of the academy has become worse and worse, it is guys like you who are ruining the reputation of Slytherin, I just put gold on the academy in front of my younger brothers and sisters, and you guys have made a fuss, which makes it difficult for me to do." She said as she pulled out her wand.
Seeing Foxie pull out her wand, Marcus's body trembled twice, as if he remembered something terrible. It's just that he thinks too much, and this wand is not used to teach them a lesson.
Faulcy waved her wand casually, and the brown paper bag in Love's hand flew into her hand. She opened the paper bag and pulled out a fresh, buttery-scented croissant.
"This kind of dim sum should be eaten hot, and it will taste very bad when it is cold." This sentence was addressed to Love.
"The younger students here are the ones I met during the summer vacation, they are very hardworking, wonderful, and kind children, in my opinion, as long as you apologize seriously, they will forgive you." This sentence was addressed to Marcus.
I see! Marcus suddenly realized that the black-haired little ghost had known Faxie Swift for a long time, no wonder the fight was so fierce, and he knocked Monty down with a single look.
After hearing Foxie say that he wanted to apologize seriously, he looked at Derian: "Did you hear that?" Go get my backpack! β
In his opinion, between Monty and Derian, or the latter is more brainy, so he chose to let Derian run errands.
Soon, Derian returned with a backpack.
Marcus opened his backpack and pulled out a delicate little box from inside. A look of pain flashed across his face as he picked up the box, but he still placed it on the small folding table in the box and opened it in front of everyone, revealing its contents.
Inside the box is a set of sterling silver gilt wizard chess pieces, each chess piece has a very vivid carving of the facial features, and the details of the armor are also extremely exquisite, which is not a bargain at first glance.
Foxie nodded with satisfaction: "You guys are very good!" Say an apology and it's over. β
Seeing that Foxie was finally appeased, Marcus's hanging heart was also relaxed.
The three of them stood in a row like schoolchildren, bowed and apologized to Love and Hermione, and flew away.
After Marcus and the group left, Love could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked Faxie, "Who are you sacred?" β
"I said I killed six people on my way to the Potions classroom on the first day of school, can you believe me?" Faucie laughed as she held the cake in her hand.
She pushes the box of Quidditch pieces to Love, indicating that the box counts as his "trophy".
"It's too expensive......"
Love wanted to excuse himself, but Faulksie gave him a blank look: "Isn't it a raw one?" This is originally their apology for you, how can I be greedy? β
Seeing that Fauce said this, Love could only accept the chess pieces, and decided to give her something back another day.
Although Marcus has left, the atmosphere in the box has not been alleviated, because Marcus's attitude towards Foxie just now gave Love and Hermione a little Slytherin shock, and their perception of Foxie has also changed a little bit.
Seeing this, Fauldon could only sigh: "Slytherin students tend to be ambitious, shrewd, cunning, and have strong leadership...... It's just that in recent years, there have been more and more people who like to use their fists to solve problems, and I am no exception, because it is really efficient to use my fists to communicate with the idiots on the other side. β
After saying this, Faulksi stared at the ceiling of the carriage and froze: she felt that her friendship with these two children had come to an end, and who would make friends with a violent girl like a black boss?
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The second watch is at 6 p.m