Harry Potter and the Badger Who Can’t Magic

"Where's that little brat from Alston Brown! Come out!" A nasty voice entered Alston's ear.

Although the language was vulgar, Os was very grateful to that person at the moment.

Delphispender's tearful eyes were still looking at him affectionately, which made him very embarrassed. He neither wanted to categorically refuse to hurt her heart, nor could he hastily agree without understanding her.

"Miss Spender, I'm going to deal with some tricky things now, and I can't reply to you right now." After saying that, Auston turned to leave, ready to find the source of the voice.

Delphi grabbed him

"You can't go, they have a plan. I heard Malfoy and Crabgall in the morning. They are looking for sixth-grade Marcus Flint to deal with you." A feeling of worry.

"Thank you Spender, so I'm better off. Do you think I'm a cowardly coward?" Auston looked into her eyes and said seriously.

Meeting his firm eyes, the girl's face immediately turned red again. But the hand holding his robe did not let go.

"I don't want to hurt you," the girl whispered.

Auston patted her hand lightly and comforted.

"Don't worry, I won't be hurt." As she spoke, she stroked her hand and pulled back her sleeve.

"Yo! Look, the Squib's son is in love with a little Mudblood! It's a perfect match!" Malfoy headed in through the door of the tower and saw Delphi pulling Auston's sleeve. Laughing loudly, "Really! Spender, how can you be assigned to our house! Dirty mudbloods! Defile our Slytherin noble blood!" Malfoy spared no effort to stab Delphi with venomous words.

Tears flowed down the girl's cheeks, and she bit her lip in humiliation and did not dare to answer.

"Bang!" The angry Auston punched Malfoy in the face, hitting the bridge of his nose. Two blood streams flowed from under his nose, and his nose was like a broken rubber.

Malfoy fell to the ground in pain, clutching his nose and yelling, "Wait for Auston Brown! I've got to tell my dad! He'll get you out of Hogwarts! Send you to Azkaban. Lock it up!"

"Really! Then I'm going to give you two more punches now! Won't I be able to hit you when I get to Azkaban!" Aston said, shaking his wrist, the threat on his face frightened Live in Malfoy.

Malfoy immediately called out to the tall, buck-toothed boy standing in the doorway.

"Marcus! If you don't do it, wait for me to be killed by him!"

The boy walked into the tower

"You are Auston Brown." He looked down at Auston, who only reached his armpit.

The boy's tall stature and sturdy figure immediately frightened the few Hufflepuff boys who just wanted to come over to help Auston.

"I am!" Auston's indifferent eyes looked down at him, not afraid at all. "Are you in trouble, get out now. Don't delay me teaching this little bastard!" Auston's voice was calm, his eyes full of full of disdain.

This angered the tall boy named Marcus, who showed disgusting buck teeth. "It seems that you don't know how to respect noble Slytherin if I don't teach you a lesson today." Marcus took out his wand and pointed to with Auston.

"Noble?" Auston burst out laughing, "I only saw a group of poisonous snakes spitting letters." He looked around, his eyes swept over every Slytherin student who was watching.

"Stop your legs," Marcus fired a curse unexpectedly.

The head of his wand spurted green sparks and hit Auston, but nothing happened. Auston looked at Marcus with a playful expression.

"Hahaha! It's so funny! It turns out that Slytherin is all this kind of stuff!" Auston said defiantly, "Marcus Flint! Did you sneak into Slytherin's Squib!"

The muscles on Marcus' face twitched, obviously furious, he raised his wand again and pointed at Auston.

"Bone gouging drill—"

Delphi had just heard the spell he chanted, and was startled, she pushed Auston away, who was standing in front of her, and pointed Marcus' wand at herself. She closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the spell. hit her.

However, Marcus's spell did not come out, and his wand flew out.

Not far away, a yellow-brown-haired boy with a Hufflepuff emblem on his robe—a loyal badger.

He pointed at Marcus with his wand. Obviously, he had issued the disarming spell just now. The boy approaches Auston and stands beside him, facing Marcus

"Marcus Flint! As a sixth-year Slytherin senior, you are bullying our first-year Hufflepuffs! Is that what Professor Snape taught you!"

"Don't think that your father is in the Ministry of Magic and you can meddle around, Diggory! Be careful, I'll clean up with you too!" Marcus said defiantly, facing the boy's eyes.

The boy didn't show weakness, he picked up his wand and pointed it at Marcus' face.

"It's not a nosy thing about Hufflepuff! I'll take care of it!"

Next to him, Crabbe struggled to help Malfoy, who was still screaming. Goyle frantically ran to pick up Marcus' wand and give it to him.

Marcus also held his wand and pointed at the boy's nose.

War is imminent!

"Gentlemen, is this a duel? I believe you all know that there is a rule in the school rules that students are not allowed to duel privately. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Professor McGonagall was going to find Professor Sinisger, but when he climbed up the tower, he saw this scene at the door. Her stern eyes swept over the boy who was pointing his wand at the other, and finally settled on Auston, who was on the side.

"Mr. Brown, can you tell me what happened."

Auston glanced at Marcus and replied with schadenfreude, "Okay, Professor McGonagall, it was Malfoy who blamed me, but I ignored him, so he found Mr. Flint, a sixth-grade Slytherin. Come and teach me a lesson, Mr. Flint cast an Unforgivable Curse on me and was seen by Mr. Diggory, and he came to help me resist them." Auston said lightly.

Marcus hurriedly took back his wand and said in a panic.

"Professor McGonagall, he's not injured!" He pointed to Oster.

"But you cast an Unforgivable Curse," Auston emphasized.

"The spell didn't hit you again!" Marcus said to Auston through gritted teeth.

"But you still cast an Unforgivable Curse." Auston was expressionless, the same sentence.

"Professor McGonagall! My spell didn't come out! Diggory's disarming spell knocked my wand flying."

"Isn't your wand in your hand!" Before Professor McGonagall could speak, Auston said slyly, "I used the Unforgivable Curse to enter Azkaban, I wonder if you are ready to accept the photo. What about the ghost's kiss?"

Drops of sweat on Marcus' forehead dripped down his temples.

"Professor McGonagall! Alston Brown hit Malfoy, look at his nose!" Markus pointed to Malfoy's nose and sued Alston.

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