The last sentence Zhang Xiao said in Chinese, although these pure-bloods couldn't understand it, they instinctively felt that it was a curse word, they jumped up from the sofa, and drew their wands that had been prepared long ago.

Two of them ran to Daphne screaming, as if to see how he was doing.

The corners of Zhang Xiao's mouth hooked up a trace of contempt, is it difficult to beat the entire first-year wizard of Slytherin? Yes, but not by much.

Pansy Parkinson took the lead in attacking, she screamed, and launched her best spell at Zhang Xiao with the momentum of releasing the big melon:

"Grinning hula!"

Zhang Xiao looked at this crooked and outrageous spell, and it must have been that the hand holding the staff shook when it was released, which caused the tip of the staff to shake greatly.

He had seen in Charms Theory: Tips for Spells You Didn't Know that every point of movement of the wand-wielding hand would become ten points after the wand was enlarged and the spell itself was shaken.

Masters will use the wand to shake to confuse their enemies, but Parkinson's can only miss the target.

The lightning wand swirled silkily around the fingertips, a high-end skill that little wizards had never seen before—spinning the pen.

Zhang Xiao taught Parkinson a lesson with practical actions, that is, how to skillfully attack inadvertently, instead of shouting out your moves to prepare your opponent.

The power of the disarming spell caused her wand to fly out of her hand and into Zhang Xiao's hand, as if she was discarding a pen that had finished writing ink, and casually threw it into the pool next to the stairs.

Pansy Parkinson opened her mouth and looked stupidly at her empty right hand, and at her wand floating in the water, and she cried out with a wob, sobbing and shouting:

"So, what are you waiting for?"

Many pure-blood wizards woke up from a dream, and they scattered in panic, raising their wands and shouting out their most skillful spells.

Malfoy blended into the crowd, drew his wand, his face was tangled and painful, he raised his wand several times and put it down, but looking at the eyes of the senior students who were always looking at him, he finally gritted his teeth and fired a few spells, but the tip of the hand quietly deviated a few points.

Zhang Xiao looked at a bunch of small evil spells such as the incisor stick, the fire roasted hot, and the legs stiffened and stopped dying like raindrops towards him, and he felt as if he had suddenly entered a mysterious and mysterious wonderful realm.

Obviously very angry, but inexplicably calm, the whole person seems to have entered a state of pure rationality, he can easily judge which spells are crooked, which spells are threatening to him, and even he feels that he can do something without reciting spells.

This feeling is a bit like deep meditation, which should be extremely quiet, but it contains a trace of the most primitive restlessness, but now it is reversed.

Zhang Xiao pursued this strange feeling in his heart, turned his head to dodge a 'Taruntella dance', and flashed 'grinning hula' with his short body, and at the same time squatting, with this momentum, he suddenly used his wand to draw a downward semicircle.

The carpet under Goyle's feet seemed to be pulled hard by an invisible silk thread, and he scurried forward, and suddenly, his feet slid forward with the carpet a few steps, and he slid neatly on all fours.

Zhang Xiao stood up and turned around to dodge another unknown spell, and when he turned halfway through, he aimed his wand at a vase, and with the force of turning, he seemed to bind the vase with a whip and smashed it into Zabini.

Zhang Xiao can even be distracted while doing all this, what is going on? I didn't say a spell, so why was I able to do it?

Before he could figure out this question, the spell that was still crackling before was gone, Zhang Xiao raised his head blankly and looked around, only to find that most of the little wizards had been knocked down by him.

One or two were huddled behind the couch shivering, and Malfoy was foaming at the mouth and standing there trembling with his wand in his hand, neither advancing nor retreating.

Zhang Xiao was silent for a while, but still raised his wand and gave him a knockout blow, if he wanted Malfoy to be isolated, he could also choose not to fight.

But looking at the gratitude and relief on Malfoy's face before he fell unconscious, it was clear that he should have understood.

The senior purebloods were silent, and many of them watched all this quietly, and even some of them had a twinkle of uncertainty in their eyes.

This is the Slytherins, they are shrewd, they are ambitious, they have the wisdom to judge the situation, they admire the strong, and most importantly, they see the situation clearly and never go against the general trend.

Just like the police in the movie are always late, Zhang Xiao feels that the professors never arrive early.

When the two professors arrived in the Slytherin common room, they looked at the little wizard lying on the ground and felt that the sky had fallen:

"O Merlin! What's going on? ”

Professor McGonagall only felt a little dizzy, how many years, how many years since the fall of that mysterious man, how many years had not happened like this?

She trembled with anger, and as the vice-principal, she directly crossed over Snape, who also looked ugly, and asked in a loud voice:

"What about the prefects? Where is the Slytherin prefect? Why didn't it stop? ”

Someone in the crowd whispered:

"Professor, both prefects have caught a cold and are still resting in the school hospital..."

Zhang Xiao secretly snorted, these Slytherins are really careful in their work, if they are replaced by those iron-headed lions, they will definitely not be so thin, and most of the prefects will stop the company prefects from beating together.

Professor McGonagall was stunned, and had already understood the little calculation, so she became even more angry, and kept muttering:

"Lawlessness... It's too much...."

What does it mean for male and female prefects to be sick at the same time? It means that the whole thing was planned and premeditated, and it was worse than the nature of the conflict between students because of emotional quarrels.

Snape's face was gloomy as if he could drip water, and he asked coldly in a low voice without a trace of warmth:

"Exactly what happened, I hope someone will take the initiative to tell me.... Otherwise, when I do it myself, it won't be so gentle..."

As he spoke, he took out a small crystal bottle from his wide cloak:

"I think you guys should know what this is...."

"Severus! Truth tellers are forbidden to students! Although Professor McGonagall was furious, her adherence to the rules was almost instinctive, and she immediately stopped Snape at the sight of the small crystal bottle.

Snape dragged out his tone and said, "Perhaps. . . I would accidentally mix a drop of truth potion in the pumpkin juice, and one of the students would drink it, and then he would obediently spit it out, including calling his mom a few times when he wetted the bed...."

The faces of many pure-blood wizards in the crowd who were silent were already frightened, according to the plan, Zhang Xiao should be hit by a small evil spell at this moment, and make a fool of himself on the spot, this kind of mischievous action, and it is for a single person, there will be no punishment at all.

They never considered the failure of the plan, 10 to fight one and be counter-killed, how could it be?

No one expected that the first-year wizard would be able to completely release battle spells such as the Iron Armor Spell and the Disarming Spell.

How does it end now? They are like ants on a hot pot, eager to sneak back and write to their parents and tell them that the plan has failed.

"We have other ways to find out the truth, such as MR Zhang, who is supposed to be the one who experienced the incident."

Professor McGonagall's blue eyes looked at Zhang Xiao who was standing aside, and said in a serious tone:

"Zhang, I hope you can tell the story completely."

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Continue to take the baby alone.... is on the new book list, although it is only 94th, sprinkle flowers