The Hufflepuff students looked at each other, wondering whether to follow Hermione's instructions or not, Ernie McMillan and Justin Finchrie looked at each other and shook their heads secretly. Hermione Granger was well-known in school, and the teachers in many subjects admired Hermione's grades, but she was just a third-year wizard, right?

Let two third-graders and one second-year student become teaching assistants for this course, and there are really not many people who are convinced.

If Cedric had come, the Hufflepuff students would have nothing to say.

"Oh, congratulations--" But Hufflepuff also disagreed, and Hannah nodded and smiled at Hermione, "I'm sure you're doing a good job." ”

"Thanks--"

Hermione smiled back at Hannah.

"Well, if it's really Professor Blaine's opinion--"

Cedric also seemed a little dissatisfied, but out of respect for Professor Blaine, he did not raise any objections.

Well, everything is as expected, and the biggest problem is Slytherin. None of the young wizards of the academy obeyed orders, and they stood lazily in place, staring at Hermione and Neville with mocking eyes.

Draco's pale gray eyes were full of contempt, and he stared at Hermione for a moment, and then when he turned his gaze on Neville, he almost laughed at Neville's silent appearance, and the crazy Luna Lovegood from Ravenclaw. Draco only glanced at her, and then lost interest in her.

"I think you all heard what I said, didn't you?"

Hermione's breathing grew a little heavier, and she stared at the Slytherin group of students, repeating in an accentuated voice,

"We don't have much time to waste, we should be as soon as possible-"

"Why should we listen to you?"

Surprisingly, Draco didn't stand up to make trouble, but it was almost him, Pansy Parkinson raised his chin haughtily after being instructed,

"Just your beaver-like front teeth!"

Pansy's taunt caused a burst of laughter in the Slytherin crowd, and even the students in the other two houses who were not so hostile to Hermione were secretly grinning.

Hermione's cheeks suddenly flushed, but her eyes did not flinch, she was about to refute Parkinson's words, and Harry was one step ahead of her, he took out his wand and stood in front of Hermione, his face was pale,

"Oh, that's interesting!"

Harry pointed his wand at Pentkinson and snapped,

"You're embarrassed to laugh at people with the face of that poodle, Parkinson?"

The atmosphere in the whole classroom exploded because of Harry's words, and before Hermione could stop Harry's harsh but accurate statement, Patcy Parkinson over there was already screaming and cursing, and the moment Harry took out his wand, Draco also took out his wand and protected Pansy's body,

"Apologies, Potter!" Draco's pale gray eyes flashed with anger, "Otherwise, I'll make you pay for your words!" ”

"Are you deaf, Malfoy?" Harry said coldly, "Why didn't you listen to what Parkinson said to Hermione!" ”

"Oh, that's funny--"

Fred and George stepped forward, one on each side pressing Harry's shoulders and squinting at Draco,

"We're going to see how you're prepared to make Harry pay, little shaggy?"

"Do you want to do it, Weasley?"

Marcus Flint, the oldest Slytherin here, who even had been a student of Amosta, rolled up his sleeves and posed like a gorilla, and said viciously,

"I hope you're a little better than you are in Quidditch, anyway, how many times have you idiots lost to us?"

"Hey, that's not good!"

Seeing that chaos was about to start, most of the Hufflepuffs chose to stay out of the matter, and the little girls in Ravenclaw were already a little disgraced by the sabre-rattling atmosphere, and they didn't play a role at all, but Cedric still stood up,

"There's something to say, I don't think Professor Bryan wants to see--"

"It's none of your business, stupid big man!"

Malfoy roared angrily,

"What did you just say about me, Weasley, how dare the Weasleys have the audacity to slander the noble Malfoys, you're finished, my dad won't let you go!"

Fred and George's response was very direct, he jumped out with a whoosh, dodged Cedric's hands like grabbing him with great agility, rushed to Malfoy and jumped up, waving his fist at Malfoy's face, but, Marcus was already prepared, he rushed over to block Fred and George's fist with his arm, and the three of them rolled to the ground and scuffled!

Ginny let out a cat-like angry cry as she threw a spell at Malfoy, who wanted to help Flint, but their training had not been in vain, and Neville was definitely not the only one who had improved, and Malfoy swerved and turned his head to easily dodge Ginny's curse.

Whether it's with a spell or a fist, Harry won't be afraid!

After Fred and George fell to the ground, Harry was about to rush over, but Hermione, who had already foreseen it, grabbed Harry's robe.

"Don't do that, Harry!"

Before Harry's questioning came, Hermione shouted, glancing at the situation that was completely out of control, gasping heavily, and then,

"Stop!"

Hermione's hoarse shouting didn't help, Harry was desperately trying to get out of the restraints, Fred and George on the other side were also fighting with Flint, Malfoy and Parkinson both wanted to put a curse on the twins, but they and Flint kept swapping positions, for fear of accidentally injuring Flint, Malfoy and Parkinson had not found a chance for the time being.

Boom!

The noise of everything in the chaotic classroom died down in the loud roar, and many young wizards almost fell to the ground during this shock!

"Stop!"

Hermione raised her wand aloft and shouted angrily again.

And this time, her cries worked.

The agitated Gryffindor and Slytherin fell silent, and even Fred and George and Flint stopped throwing their fists in the scuffle, and the people stared in amazement at the armor that had brought them so much pain in the past under the walls of the classroom—

The roar of the square was made by the armor with neat forward steps.

They had already taken an offensive stance, and the image of nearly a hundred armors holding big dung eggs was the first time the little wizards had seen it, and even when Professor Bryan first demonstrated to them, they had never been targeted by so many armors at the same time.

Da, da, da-

Hermione's eyes were strong and determined, and she leapt over Cedric's side to Slytherin's side with hurried steps, and Neville's pale, dry lips moved as Hermione rushed out, and before he could figure out what was going on, his body was already chasing after him.

Luna did the same, but she didn't seem to realize what was happening, and with an incredible smile on her young face, she bounced up and down Hermione and Neville as Harry watched.

"What do you want?"

Hermione, of course, knew who the problem was, and she walked up to Malfoy, staring up at Malfoy's somewhat evasive gray eyes,

"You should know, Malfoy, if Professor Brian came back and found out that his class had become a mess, he would be furious, and he wouldn't let go of any student who had caused trouble for this class."

"So what?"

Malfoy felt a pang of shame at being confronted by a shitty mudblood, and he wanted to get angry, but considering that there was some truth to what Granger had said, and that the fire in the girl's eyes seemed to burn all the dark minds.

Draco Malfoy avoided answering questions directly,

"You'd better watch your words, Granger, we're not going to make trouble, but—"

Malfoy looked behind him at the Slytherins and the Hufflepuffs,

"I think a lot of people agree that Professor Bryan is in the choice of teaching assistants."

Malfoy lowered his head slightly, leaned forward, and showed a 'ruthless' smile,

"There was a mistake"

Pansy Parkinson let out a stupid giggle.

"Well, I see—"

Hermione didn't get angry, she seemed to have expected Malfoy to say this, but after nodding calmly, she turned her head to look at Neville behind her, who didn't know how much courage she mustered to dare to stand up, and Luna, who didn't seem to care much about being questioned about her status as a teaching assistant.

"So--"

Hermione took a deep breath,

"Let's have a game, Malfoy, and all those who aren't-"

(End of chapter)