With Malfoy joining the 'battlefield', Crabbe and Goyle are letting themselves go as well.

They used the owls as an opportunity to let off steam, and the light of the spell grazed the owls' wings, causing the little ones to chirp and scream, and many frightened owls panicked and crashed into the hard stone wall, and passed out.

"Haha, look at these idiots!" Malfoy's laughter was particularly sharp amid the crackling pop, "I've got one more interesting!" ”

Oolong out of the hole!

As he spoke, Malfoy suddenly stirred his wrist, and the head of his wand immediately exploded a wisp of ethereal black smoke, and the smoke turned into a long wrist-thick black python at the moment of landing, the poisonous python raised its snake head, it looked at the owls flying around, and spat out scarlet snake letters from time to time.

But the situation was beyond Malfoy's expectations, the owls who saw the poisonous snake did not fall into deeper fear, but the crowd became excited, a snow-white owl rushed out of the flock, the speed did not even react to the poisonous snake, the steel hook-like claws swept through the back of the poisonous snake, Malfoy's poisonous snake instantly spread on the ground like a frog caterpillar that had eaten too much lettuce, motionless.

"Draco, owls like to eat poisonous snakes--"

The smile on Malfoy's pale cheeks froze instantly, and Crabbe's stunned words made him even more angry.

"Don't run, damn brute!"

Malfoy, who was already angry, was even more furious, and he roared loudly, and used a powerful spell.

Thunderbolt Explosion!

The light of the Explosion Spell slammed into the wall, and after a violent burst of explosive fire, the Spell bounced back against the wings of an owl and struck Goyle in the stomach.

"Get out of the way!"

In an instant, Malfoy knew that he had overdone his impulsiveness, that the owl hut, which was surrounded on all sides, was looking for death with this spell.

Before Goyle could react, Malfoy rushed over himself like a Bludger, knocking Goyle back a few steps in the nick of time, and he himself flashed the flash of the Explosion Charm.

However, the explosion spell that touched the floor exploded again, and the strong air lifted Malfoy hanging in mid-air, and if it weren't for Goyle as a meat pad, it would have been enough for him to stay in the school hospital for a few days!

For the next few seconds, the explosion curse slammed around the stone house, crackling and exploding, and finally, after crashing through a dusty wooden shelf in the innermost part of the room, the light flew out of the window, and disappeared from there.

With this movement, the owls no longer had to compete with Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, and they flew away from the place of right and wrong through the small windows that opened on the stone wall!

The owl hut was dusty, and the ground and the surrounding stone walls were littered with small radial pits blasted by the explosion spell, and the three Malfoys desperately covered their ears and lay on the ground, hoping to burrow into the grass.

"Oh, damn it!"

It wasn't until five minutes later that Malfoy took a puff of smoke and stood up dizzily with his forehead on his forehead, and when he saw the shack in front of him, he was completely blackened with a swollen flush.

"What to do, Draco--"

Goyle was also picked up by Krabra, and they both beat the dust off their robes and said with sad faces, "If Professor Bryan knew about what we were doing, he would have us clean the owl shack for years in a row." ”

Hearing this, Malfoy suddenly held his breath.

I have to say that Goyle had a rare vision, and with Malfoy's understanding of Professor Brian, he could do this!

Malfoy was troubled by the erosion of the ground, and at this moment, at the innermost part of the shed, only a wooden frame with rotten wooden legs still supported could not bear its own weight, and with a roar, the six or seven feet tall shelf collapsed entirely, and a puff of smoke and dust was raised.

Haw!

Before the smoke and dust had landed, a miserable and incomprehensible shrill howl suddenly came out of the haze, causing the three Malfoys who were choking on the dust to cough incessantly.

"What's going on, what's calling?!"

Crabbe looked frightened and babbled.

"It's not a big deal, Crabbe, it's probably just a rat, there's dead rats here and there, all of them caught by the brutes from outside--"

After listening carefully, Malfoy said with a sigh of relief.

Beneath the wooden shelf, Peter Pettigrew's gray body twitched, and one of his retreats was crushed by the collapsed wooden shelf, which, from the point of view of bending, should have broken if nothing else.

How unlucky is this to come across such a thing... Peter Pettigrew wails in his heart!

On the night after the Halloween dinner, he created the illusion of death and fled from Ron's side, and has been hiding here ever since.

It's a brilliant idea, isn't it?

Even if Sirius had infiltrated the castle again and found that he had left the boy to hide, he would never have imagined that he would hide in the owl's hut, because, as Lucius's son said, rats are the food of owls, and who would have thought that a mouse would dare to hide under the noses of predators?

But Peter Pettigrew didn't expect that Amosta would let the Slytherin wizards clean the owl hut, and that the humiliated Malfoy and his two heels were still wreaking havoc here!

The rat's little black eyes were dripping with 'crystalline' teardrops, and his heart was pregnant with incomparable sadness.

He's got a broken leg, there's no wand, and no one is going to treat him, so what is he going to do next?

"Hey, Draco, take a look at this!"

Just as Peter was pitying himself, the dust cleared, and the brilliant blue light of the thunder and lightning that cut through the rain curtain lit up a mess of shacks through the window, and by this light Goyle suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the blob that was struggling to break his leg, and exclaimed incredulously.

Draco thought Goyle had found something great, and when he saw Blob, he glared at Goyle in disgust and said,

"What's the matter, it's just a mouse, what, you like this!"

"I've seen it, Draco, just, just---"

Goyle tried to turn his head to explain to Draco what was so special about this mouse, and the moment he heard Goyle's call, Spotted's body stiffened, and he chirped in horror, and he struggled to break free.

"This rat belongs to the Weasley!"

In Draco's increasingly annoyed eyes, Gol, who was anxious for Khan, finally played a long time and cried out numbly,

"It's the Weasley rat, Draco, remember, it once bit me!"



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