"Mr. Potter, I hope it didn't bother you." Before Malfoy could reach Harry, he was already talking.

The students next to Harry also stopped practicing Transfiguration and looked at Malfoy in unison.

It's a well-known fact that Gryffindor and Slytherin don't play each other, and that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy don't play each other.

In the more than ten days before the start of the class, although the confrontation between the two ended with Malfoy leaving in shame, the confrontation process was extremely exciting.

The surrounding Gryffindors crossed their arms and made a gesture of qualified spectators.

They are used to not cheering for their 'lion king'.

The scenes of constant victory gave them a hint of sympathy for the persevering Malfoy.

Similarly, the proud Slytherins couldn't pull their faces to cheer on Malfoy when the Gryffindors were silent.

Instead, it was the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students who cheered for their favorites.

Eaters and fitness guys like Harry Potter, and mature big sisters have a soft spot for little milk dogs like Malfoy, only the beauty party is tangled left and right or pedaling two boats.

The corners of Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched, but she didn't say anything to stop it.

Dumbledore said that he wanted the young wizards to release their emotions, and as a professor under the headmaster, she should be obedient.

I didn't want Malfoy to restrain his arrogance.

"I accidentally managed to release the Transfiguration just now, and now I have some experience, if you don't mind, I can share it with you."

Malfoy said in a sloppy voice, he was a few steps away from Harry, but he had to slow down so that Harry and the people around him could hear him.

Harry turned around and looked at Malfoy's swagger, speechless.

The eleven-year-old didn't know which tendons in his brain weren't developing properly, and Malfoy hadn't said anything good to him since the first meeting.

Even after being taught physics by him, Malfoy couldn't break his habit of despising Hermione.

If Malfoy hadn't been a student of Dean Snape, he would have started using the Oblivion Charm to perform brain surgery on him.

But, then again, if Malfoy wasn't a student of Slytherin, maybe he wouldn't be so annoying.

"Whoa, isn't this the famous Slytherin genius, Draco Malfoy?"

Ten days after being on the line with Harry and Malfoy, Ron felt as if he had opened his mind.

Originally, he thought that he did not have the talent of George and Fred's two brothers, but the skill of cynicism grew like a rocket in Malfoy's ten days of special training.

Now his specialty skills, except for wizard chess, are yin and yang.

"I accidentally released the Transfiguration, isn't that right?" Ron casually clicked the button with his wand.

Unexpectedly, the button turned out to be a full and round Macron.

He wanted to just change the buttons a color......

Ron looked at his wand and couldn't believe that he had managed to cast a transfiguration spell.

Am I really a genius, as Harry said?

The little wizards around them fell silent for a moment, and then, as if they had been discussed, Gryffindor's cheers broke out instantly.

Ron was a little uncomfortable at first, but Malfoy's ugly face was palpable.

He quickly adapted.

Ron grinned, raised his hands in the air, and nodded to the cheering students.

Hermione glared back at Harry and whispered, "Harry, you shouldn't have helped Ron finish a lie. ”

"Ron will be able to complete this transfiguration sooner or later, you should have figured out, he can already discolor the buttons."

Harry shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "I just wanted to build up Ron's self-confidence, Hermione. ”

"The release of the curse is closely related to one's self-confidence."

"I can't tell you." Hermione pouted, "You'll have to make sure he's actually learning this this semester, though." ”

"Of course." Harry said confidently, "Ron isn't a stupid guy. ”

Malfoy looked at Ron in amazement, and rightfully so, he also saw the cookies in front of Harry and Hermione.

He couldn't accept that Potter and the Mudbloods could complete the Transfiguration so quickly.

He couldn't even be stupid for the redhead to complete the Transfiguration in front of him!

"Mr. Malfoy, did you give Mr. Ron advice?" Professor McGonagall walked in, opening her mouth in surprise.

She glanced at Harry's desk as if she were inadvertent, and suddenly said in surprise, "Mr. Potter and Miss Granger are done too!?" ”

"Gryffindor plus 60 points!"

The cheers around were even louder.

Malfoy's face turned pale, and Gryffindor's extra points were more uncomfortable than Slytherin's deductions.

"Professor, I think Mr. Malfoy is definitely a blessing for me." Ron said solemnly, "I was just able to change the color of the buttons. ”

"And the great Mr. Malfoy has just come to me, and I can turn the button into a macaron completely."

"I think 10 out of 60 Gryffindor points are what Mr. Malfoy deserves."

Professor McGonagall looked at Malfoy, who was about to explode on the spot, and was very pleased with Ron's performance.

However, she knew how to stop in moderation, and didn't really add 10 points to Slytherin.

"Mr. Malfoy, you've done a great job, and I think Dean Snape will be proud of you."

Malfoy does not accept Professor McGonagall's reassurance.

He wouldn't feel proud of his headmaster, unless he was the only one in the class who had unleashed the Transfiguration.

But now, Dean Snape would be in disgrace.

Because of the shame of pureblood, the heir of the Weasley family, he completed the Transfiguration at about the same time as him!

Malfoy shuddered, he couldn't imagine what would happen to him if Dean Snape found out about it.

At least he was sure that the dean wouldn't give him any more small stoves.

That's not going to work!

Malfoy felt he had to do something.

"Mr. Malfoy, please return to your seat." Professor McGonagall spoke, "Rest of you, focus on your studies!" ”

"Professor!" Malfoy suddenly looked up and looked at Professor McGonagall, "I think it's red-headed, I think Mr. Weasley was just lucky." ”

"I don't know what you mean, Mr. Malfoy." Professor McGonagall's expression grimaced, "Slytherin's statute doesn't have a pride in slandering others. ”

"If you insist, I'll ask Mr. Snape to come over with the badge, and I think he'll explain your behavior to me."

A look of fear flashed in Malfoy's eyes, but the stereotype of the Weasleys made him straighten up again.

"I beg the professor to let Mr. Weasley release the Transfiguration again, and if he does, I will personally apologize to Mr. Weasley and you."

"Mr. Malfoy—"

"Professor." Ron interrupted suddenly.

They are all teenagers, and everyone has a temper.

It's not the first time Ron has been looked down upon by Malfoy, but there's always a limit to everything!

"I want to fulfill Mr. Malfoy's wishes."

Gryffindor's cheers rang out again, and the students of the other houses were impressed with Ron.

Professor McGonagall frowned, she knew that Harry was half the credit for the Transfiguration.

Failure would be a serious blow to Ron's confidence and dignity.

"I know my talent is limited, but I feel like I should believe in myself, Professor." Ron's expression suddenly became serious.

Unlike the pompous expression that accepted everyone's cheers just now, at this moment, he was like an adult.

"You should trust me, too, Professor."

"Professor, you hear me. Please also meet Mr. Weasley. Malfoy bared his white teeth and smiled fakely.

Hermione was about to speak, but Harry held her shoulder.

"Trust him, Hermione."

"But—"

"Trust him." Harry repeated again.

With his back to Harry, Ron raised his left hand and gave him a thumbs up, pointing to his head.

"Thanks, brother." He replied in a deep voice, his expression becoming more serious, as if he was sitting in front of a chessboard.

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and nodded slowly, "Yes, Mr. Weasley." ”

Ron bowed slightly to Professor McGonagall, then turned around, his gaze locked on the button in front of his classmate.

Some of the old wands were slowly lifted by him, and many young wizards in the classroom covered their mouths, for fear of disturbing Ron.

"Heh, bluff, he thought he was really—"

"Silent!"

Malfoy looked at Hermione with his wand pointed at him, his mouth opening and closing, and the shape of his mouth changed as countless expletives changed, but he couldn't make any sound.

The Gryffindors crushed their applause in their throats, their faces flushed, excited, angry, and nervous.

"Change!" Ron let out a loud shout, the tip of his wand poking hard above the button.

A blue spark of electricity flickered from his wand and struck the button.

The shiny black button popped up instantly, and it stood on the desk, spinning and rotating.

It grows in size, and a splash of white appears in the middle of black.

Buzz Buzz ......

It slowly slowed down, as if it had absorbed the nervous and expectant gazes of the people around it.

Eventually, it was able to eat up, and it lay heavily on the desk.

What was originally a plain black button has now become a chocolate milk biscuit!

"Ahhhh

The Gryffindors screamed loudly, and they slapped the table, like atavists, making noise.

Hermione blinked, glancing back at Harry.

Harry caught Hermione's inquiring gaze and shook his head slightly, then joined in the applause.

Hermione understood, and then happily slapped her face hard.

Professor McGonagall said that her throat was relieved, and then smiled in relief, "Well done, Mr. Weasley." ”

"Your courage and self-confidence! Gryffindor, plus 10 points! ”

The cheers of the young wizards were louder, except for the Slytherins.

They looked at Malfoy, only to find that Malfoy was gone, and the classroom door was wide open.

He, escaped?

Nope

(End of chapter)

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