Seeing this scene, even Hermione, who has always been 'open-minded', couldn't help frowning.

The corridor echoed with the left sentence: Mudbloods! There was a one: damn Muggles and stuff like that, which directly ignited the anger of Harry and the others.

At the front was Ron, who pounced...

"Damn Malfoy, shut your foul mouth!"

Ron raised his foot and tried to sneak attack, but was discovered by Crabbe, this guy was stronger than Ron, grabbed his arm, and threw Ron back.

"Stupid!"

Anthony walked over and helped Ron up, and said with a dark face: "Don't yell when you have a sneak attack in the future!" Are you stupid? ”

Then, he pulled out his wand and shouted at Malfoy, "Legs freeze and die." ”

The spell he had just used on Neville.

The legs stiffened and died.

It's very easy to learn, because he's just a prank spell, not a real Defence Against the Dark Arts spell at all.

"Damn, it's you again, Anthony, you mudblood, you dare to sneak up on me."

Caught off guard, Malfoy almost fell, but was fortunately quickly held back by Goyle's eyes beside him.

"Justin, come here!"

Malfoy's guy, after turning his head, Anthony noticed that the Hufflepuff who was bullied was not Justin?

Harry and Hermione were furious, and this guy was bullying their friends again.

"The legs stiffened and stopped."

Malfoy, after quickly unraveling the spell for himself, immediately clenched his wand and began to fight back.

The two attendants beside him were also holding their wands, shouting incantations that sounded like magic spells.

Like what is left and right separation... Tarangtera Dance... Grinning hula... Curses like that.

"Cut, far worse than Rosius."

Anthony, pursed his lips, waved his wand up and down directly, and said, "Armor to protect yourself." ”

A shield composed of fluorescent light directly canceled out all those evil spells, not even a diversion bias, but a direct counteract, which was enough to show the powerlessness of these evil spells.

"Except for your weapons!"

A flash of red light flashed through the tip of Anthony's wand, and Malfoy's wand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Then he flicked his wrist quickly, and in five seconds he fired two disarming spells in quick succession.

Knock down Crabbe and Goyle's wands.

"You... You're so good at disarming spells? Malfoy looked at the wand on the ground in amazement.

You know, even a young wizard in the fourth or fifth grade may not be able to use the disarming charm, and Anthony is only in the first grade.

"You... Don't come here, dare to hurt me, my dad won't let you go. ”

Seeing the Gryffindor crowd approaching step by step, Malfoy couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a trembling voice rang out.

"Oh! And where is he now? Hum! Anyway, Lucius will make trouble for me in the future, so it's better to beat you up now to relieve your hatred! ”

With that, Anthony led everyone to rush forward.

The frightened Malfoy, who dared to stay longer, stepped away and chose to escape. He didn't even have time to pick up the wand on the ground.

"Hahaha!"

"Look at his embarrassed look!"

Ron excitedly picked up the wands of the three guys from the ground, and then said happily, "Hide the wand and let him find it." ”

"That's right!" Harry's eyes lit up, and he immediately remembered how he bullied Neville in flight class at the beginning of the school year.

"Forget it, if that's the case, he'll definitely tell the professors, and we'll have to get points deducted again." Hermione said worriedly.

Then he turned his head and looked at Anthony in his eyes and said, "When did you learn the Disarming Charm and the Iron Armor Charm?" These are all high-level Defence Against the Dark Arts spells. ”

"Hehe, I'm a genius." Anthony's lips went up, and he smiled mysteriously at Hermione, and then continued, "Hermione is right, considering that we are only in our early 100s, Ron, you should go and give their wand to Professor McGonagall, and say that we picked it up on the way..."

"Malfoy, who suffered a loss, probably won't tell the professor about this, after all, he was the first to do it."

Hearing this, Ron touched his nose and said with some pity, "Okay then." ”

...

The Malfoy trio returned to the dormitory, sitting on the couch in the common room, angrily punching the couch, in a terrible mood.

It's too much of a shame this time.

I was chased everywhere and didn't say anything, and...

Thinking about it, he touched his empty pocket, and his face became even more gloomy...

He even lost his wand.

What is that mudblood! How could he have those powerful spells?

And that witch...

Why, how do they learn spells so quickly?

Could it be that someone is behind the scenes helping these mudblooded wizards?

This...

Suddenly, he was reminded of the whining he had heard at home at Christmas, old Malfoy.

Both he and Minister of Magic, Fudge, suspected that a wizarding mole was passing information to the Muggles.

Could it be...

That one called Anthony Mudblood, is the Muggle's eyeliner at Hogwarts?

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, and Malfoy immediately realized that he had to tell his father about it.

Then he hurriedly returned to his bedroom and found a pen and paper. Write a letter home.

The other side.

Anthony and Ron made their way to Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor, knocked on the door, and brought the wands of the three guys to the professor.

Under the professor's stern gaze, they bit hard, and the wand was picked up, and they didn't bother Malfoy.

Also, Professor McGonagall really couldn't figure out how a few first-year students managed to snatch wands from other wizards?

He then tortured them. He let him go.

Ron, who only felt lucky, immediately left the second floor.

On the way back to Gryffindor Tower.

Walking through the corridor on the eighth floor and arriving at the portrait of the fat lady, Anthony and the others unexpectedly met an unexpected person.

The professor from Hua Guo'an Taixue, Qingqiu.

"Professor!"

The two young wizards looked at her curiously, and the Chinese wizard was standing in front of the door of the tower, looking as if he was admiring the portraits on the walls.

"Oh! It's you! I was about to go in, but I didn't know the woman's password, so I had to stand here. ”

Qingqiu said indifferently.

"Would you like to go in and visit?" Anthony asked in a low voice.

"Oh! No, I'm here to find you again. ”

"Me?" Anthony wondered.

"That's right, well, it's a private conversation, this red-haired little boy..."Aoqiu lowered his head and winked at Ron.

Little Ron understood, and immediately took a step back and said, "Of course, Professor, I should go to sleep." ”

Then he gave the order and slipped into the doorway.