Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

Facing the unexpected and rude visitors, the three little ones suddenly looked ugly, especially when they saw Crabbe and Goyle's stature and aggressive eyes, they were not happy but also had a hint of fear in their hearts.

Are they here to fight?

What is a mudblood?

What should I (we) say?

After all, they are still elementary school students, and the three little ones have one thing in common - that is, they have all been ostracized or teased.

As soon as I saw this battle.

Some bad memories suddenly came to mind.

However.

Unlike the three frightened little ones, Ringo is very calm. He is an adult at heart after all, and he doesn't care about the fights between little kids at all. Even though he is also a kid in body, he was raised by street gangsters since he was a child.

, his fighting ability is not bad, not to mention that he is quite familiar with the plot after watching the first part more than ten times, and he can't fight at all.

——Of course, that is the original work.

Now that I'm here, that's not necessarily the case.

Especially when Malfoy, that brat, just called himself and Hermione mudbloods...

Ringo squinted his eyes and sat quietly on the car seat, unmoved. While blocking Hermione in the car, he turned his arm and let the wand slide down quietly.

at the same time.

Harry also responded: "Sorry, I haven't heard of it."

"Haven't heard of it? Then you must have heard of the twenty-eight sacred clans, the Malfoy family is among them, and they are famous in the entire magical world..."

"Pfft." A sneer interrupted Malfoy's words, but it was Ron who couldn't help laughing when he heard Malfoy's words.

And this immediately attracted Malfoy's attention.

"You think what I said is too ridiculous? Really? I know who you are without asking me. You have red hair and freckles all over your face. My father told me that everyone in the Weasley family is like this. They can't afford to raise too many children.

It's a shame for pure blood. The author of "The Holy Twenty-Eight Tribes" must have been hit in the head by a troll before he included you among them." He turned back to look at Harry, "You will soon find out that some wizarding families

Much better than other families, Potter, you don't want to make friends with other people or even lowly Mudbloods, do you? I can help you with that."

He held out his hand to Harry.

But Harry ignored him and said coldly: "I think I can tell who is different."

I saw my outstretched hand hanging in mid-air in embarrassment.

There was a hint of blush on Malfoy's pale face.

He took back his hand angrily: "Potter, if I were you, I would have to be careful to avoid following the path of your parents. They were ungrateful just because they were unscrupulous people like Weasley or Hagrid."

Mixed together, affected."

Wow!

Parents are sacred in Harry's heart!

Hearing that he was insulted, he stood up. Ron and Hermione also stood up. Although they had just met, they were also insulted and were willing to stand up for Harry.

"Say it again!" Harry clenched his fists.

"Oh? You want to fight, don't you?" Malfoy sneered.

Crabbe and Goyle came forward consciously. Their fat bodies looked down at the three of them. Seeing that the three little ones had some fear on their faces, their disdainful eyes immediately abandoned them and fell on the snacks on the table. "Mudbloods are not worthy."

Eat such delicious food, hum, for your safety, these all belong to us..."

Said.

Goyle reached for the chocolate frog in front of Ron.

"That's ours!" Ron reached out to block it, but was pushed down hard by Gower. He could only watch helplessly as Gower took away his own food, and even tried to tear open the package on the spot.

He was a little sad.

I rarely eat such delicious food, and now it is about to be taken away, and there is nothing I can do.

It's not just Ron.

Even Harry was stunned when faced with Goyle, who was two heads taller than him and easily pushed Ron down. He wanted to fight back, but his body seemed to be unwilling to obey him.

Do you have to be bullied at Hogwarts?

——He thought so.

But just when they all fell into "despair".

Gore suddenly screamed, and the next moment, the big man's clothes surged upward crazily as if he had become conscious, and his body flew up staggeringly. No matter how hard he struggled, it didn't work: "What's going on?

?Help me...no, help..."

boom!

He quickly hit the roof of the car and fell over as if it was against gravity - if he fell, his head would explode.

"Haha! Well done for letting you bully us!"

The three little ones couldn't help but laugh.

Soon, everyone saw the reason why Gore flew up - in the carriage, Ringo, who had been silent all this time, was waving his magic wand.

As Ringo waved, Gall rose up and down, his head banging against the roof of the car.

"Is it you? Let Gore go!"

The pudgy Crabbe reacted and immediately rushed towards Ringo, trying to take away the wand.

——"Wingardim Leviosa"

boom!

Crabbe flew up and collided with Goyle, letting out a series of screams.

"You Mudblood! You actually used a curse!" Malfoy, who had been hiding behind Crabbe just now, pulled out his wand, pointed it at Ringo and shouted, "Collapse..."

——"Everything petrified"

Unfortunately, his spell casting speed is not as fast as Ringo's.

When he read the last syllable, Ringo had already shot the gray smoke over and hit him, making his whole body tense up and turn gray-white. Then he fell heavily to the ground with a thud.

like a statue.

No more sound.

"Well done, beautiful!"

"Ringo is so proficient in spells. I thought Hermione was already powerful enough!"

"Damn it, Bad Ringo, you hide it so secretly, you must have been snickering in your heart just now when you saw me showing off..."

The three little ones applauded for a while, but their responses were different:

Ron wanted to praise Ringo, but suddenly remembered that he didn't know his name yet;

Harry was shocked, happy and confused. Ringo and Hermione were so good at each other. Were they really from Muggle families?

Hermione compared the repair spell she had just cast with Ringo's attack spell, and found that they were not comparable at all. She was embarrassed but sighed to herself that she had not made a mistake. Ringo was indeed a genius...

However.

They soon stopped laughing.

Because they finally noticed that the quarrels and spellcasting here had unknowingly attracted the attention of the surrounding cars.

At this moment.

There were actually a dozen little wizards watching.

Everyone looked frightened:

"There's a fight going on here, and magic spells are being used!"

"Why is the man named Malfoy motionless? Is he dead?"

"died?"

"Don't block me from the front. Is anyone really dead?"

"Go and call the prefect -"

Soon, a tall girl walked through the crowd. She was wearing a fluttering Hogwarts Ravenclaw robe. She had a gold and red badge on her chest with the letter p on it.

"It's the prefect of Ravenclaw, Penelo Crevat." Someone reminded.

"What happened? Did the freshmen fight?" Penello looked around, saw Goyle and Crabbe floating in the air, and saw the petrified Malfoy, his face changed, "Who did it?"

Brush brush brush.

Several eyes focused on Ringo.

Lin Ge also took the initiative to take a step forward, looked at this beautiful senior sister, and said: "They bullied my friends, called us mudbloods, took away our snacks, and even took my friends -

Ron, beat him to the ground before I took action."

"Yes, they made the first move." The three little ones also shared the same hatred.

Ringo didn't have much impression of this secondary school girl. He only remembered that she seemed to have been in love with Percy, and she was also a Muggle, and she seemed to be killed later.

But obviously.

The insulting term "Mudblood" is very taboo.

Penello frowned after hearing this: "Then they really deserve to be beaten, but I can't just listen to one side of the story."

She took out her wand.

He fired a "Stop Curse" at the three Malfoys respectively.

"Do you have anything to say?" Penello looked at Malfoy.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Malfoy felt like he was being watched like a monkey, his face turned red, he cursed and ran away immediately.

But Penello quickly shouted at them: "You are wrong about this. It has something to do with me. The prefect is responsible for the order of the train. If you provoke a fight on the train, I will apply to deduct your points when the semester starts."

."

Then she smiled warmly at Ringo: "Are you a freshman too? What's your name?"

"Ringo Shelby."

"You are very proficient in using the Petrification and Levitation Charms. You are already at the level of a third grader before school starts. I think you will definitely enter Ravenclaw." Penello blinked, "You should know.

, Ravenclaw is a house for smart people, I will welcome you very much, Ringo."

Say it.

She left in a hurry again.

The little wizard who was left alone stared at Ringo dumbfounded, with only one thought lingering in his mind: Did we hear it correctly? Ringo's magic is already comparable to that of the third grade?

How can this be?