The advantage that an eleven-year-old child has is so simple and rude, if there is any problem, just ask it directly, and you don't need to think about it so much.

The tall guy with curly hair smiled shyly and said, "It's not very famous, but the family history is a little longer." ”

Well?

Family history?

Anthony is very keen to capture the keyword, it seems that he guessed well, this kid is really not from a cow and horse.

Just as he was about to ask specifically.

Justin's next sentence startled Anthony even more.

"I always felt like I'd seen you there, Anthony."

"Huh?"

Anthony was a little surprised, did he recognize himself?

This is not the 21st century.

The age of the Internet.

In the early nineties, exposure of members of the royal family was only through newspapers and television.

And because of Anthony's age, the outside world knows his name and knows that there is such a person in the royal family, but as for the appearance of outsiders, there is no way to know at all, and he has never appeared on TV and in newspapers.

Justin said that he had seen himself, and there was only one possibility, ninety They had met at Windsor Castle, or Buckingham Palace.

Yo he!

It seems that this young man is really an old Londoner with a rice flag.

...

"Yo, isn't this the savior's henchman!"

Just as Anthony was about to dig deeper and inquire about Justin, an incongruous tune interrupted the ensemble, and a blonde kid came up to him.

Anthony subconsciously looked around.

Well...

He didn't see Harry.

Strange, didn't this guy refresh at the same time as Harry? How did it appear alone today?

"Who shall I be? Isn't this the Slytherin coward, the coward who only plays the little report, the toddler who talks about his father, the shame of the flying house, Draco Crying Nose Malfoy? What's the hell you have in mind? ”

"You..."

Before Malfoy, who had time to taunt, was directly poured into the mouth by Anthony, he was half angry, and he roared angrily: "Mudblood, how dare you!" ”

"What dare you?" Anthony squinted his eyes and continued to say disdainfully: "Guy with a head full of intrigues. ”

"But this is also normal, it is considered family inheritance, after all, the Malfoy family relied on trickery to gain a foothold in the UK."

"Shut up!"

Anthony's words completely drove Malfoy into a frenzy, and he shouted loudly, "I'm going to kill you!" ”

"Huh!"

"Come on! Believe it or not, I don't even know your own father who can beat you up without a wand! ”

After that, Anthony really raised his right hand to prepare for the fight, looking like he was waiting to be beaten.

The indissoluble mockery on his face irritated Malfoy.

Unable to hold his breath, he finally couldn't bear the humiliation, and angrily waved his fist and threw himself at Anthony.

And waiting for work, Anthony smiled and casually stretched out his left hand to easily block Malfoy's attack, and then stretched out his right foot and tripped Malfoy, "bang", poor Malfoy directly half-knelt on the ground, it seems that it should not be light.

"Cut!"

Anthony snorted disdainfully.

Sure enough, Malfoy, who was spoiled by his parents, would not fight at all, but would only rush forward stupidly.

He was different, when he was a child at Windsor Castle, he learned two tricks with several officers of the guard, which was a compulsory course for the royal family. The aim is to protect yourself as much as possible in dangerous situations.

On the side, Malfoy's two bodyguards behind him, Goyle and Crabbe. Finally reacted.

These two sluggish guys finally realized their duty.

Goyle stretched out his long, gorilla-like arms and lunged at Anthony with his big head.

Crabbe, on the other hand, was smarter, though to a limited extent, but at least he knew he was a wizard and not a baboon with a wand.

I saw him take out his wand from under his heavy robe and aim it at Anthony, as if he was going to cast some evil spell. However, it is clear that he has a somewhat unclear stutter, and he has not succeeded in casting the spell.

On the other side, Anthony reacted faster, he also took out his wand, aimed it at Crabbe and shouted, "Slippery! ”

The next moment, Clark, who was hit, seemed to have disappeared from the friction on the soles of his feet, and he fell directly on his buttocks, and even his wand was thrown out.

Then he repeated his old trick and cast a spell on Goyle, who was rushing towards him.

I have to say that the effect of the evil spell of slippery yoyo on the ice is several times that of other places.

Goyle, who couldn't react, fell directly to the ground, and pressed Malfoy to the ground.

"Rubbish!!"

Malfoy, who was crushed underneath, scolded angrily as he struggled. His eyes were even more fixed on Anthony.

And Anthony, the initiator, snorted coldly and was about to leave here.

At this moment, a sharp female voice sounded abruptly.

"Out of body!"

Anthony was startled by the sound.

Imperius?

Someone even cast a Imperius curse on themselves.

After the voice, he hurriedly touched his body, and everything was there, and nothing happened.

With great surprise and anger, Anthony immediately raised his wand and turned around, and at a glance saw the girl walking on the frozen lake in the distance.

How so?

It was a girl with a poodle's face, and the snarky face was the same as that of Malfoy.

It's easy to think of her identity.

Pansy Parkinson.

"You actually used the Imperius Curse on me?" Anthony looked at the ugly and frightening girl and asked in a strange tone.

It is well known that any wizard who uses the Three Unforgivable Spells risks life imprisonment in Azkaban.

However, this is not absolute, during the Goblet of Fire, Barty Crouch Jr. had young wizards use such magic on each other to train them to resist the Imperius Curse.

As Barty Crouch Jr. said, with the magic level of a little wizard, even if you use the killing curse, it will only leave a little nosebleed at most.

However, the sound of the Imperius curse coming from behind this cold man was also quite bluffing.

Just as Anthony was ready to teach the deranged fellow a lesson, a female voice came from behind him.

Almost the same tone as Pansy's.

The magic used is not the same, though.

"All petrochemicals!"

The gray petrification spell cut through a graceful parabola, and in the center, Pansy, who was still glaring in anger, snapped her arms to the sides of her body, and her legs stood straight. The whole body slowly became stiff, and after a few sways in place, he fell to the ground with a thud

With a "bang", even the ice cubes were smashed and popped out a lot.

"Old swan!"

Anthony was having a nervous breakdown. Why did he turn around and someone cast a spell on him behind him?

"Pansy!"

Malfoy, who finally pushed the two waste snacks away, was about to attack Anthony with his hands, but who had been, and another gray spell directly petrified his anxious heart.

In the distance, the Gryffindor trio ran quickly.

Hermione walked over from the river with her wand in hand.

She didn't dare to walk too fast, and the ice was so slippery that she would fall if she wasn't careful.

Harry and Ron followed Hermione slowly, both of them looking a little stunned, especially Ron, who looked at the little witch with even more fear.

This kind of look is only seen in the eyes of the Weasleys when Molly is angry.

"You're really scary, you know?"

Ron continued, "It's powerful, but it's scary. ”