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Seeing Lin Mo showing off her power with her leather whip, Dracris was so angry that she wanted to pounce on him and bite him hard. Unfortunately, she moved a little, and under the pull of her breath and movements, the dislocated joints rubbed like bones hanging on each other.

The rough gravel was so painful that she couldn't even speak, and could only breathe lightly and quickly.

"How about it, Miss Malfoy? Do you want to reconsider my previous proposal? I am quite honest and keep my word. As long as you promise not to bother me again in the future, I will spare the whip this time. Otherwise...

…”

Lin Mo raised the corners of his mouth, squinted his eyes, and smiled evilly.

It's fun to pretend to be a villain for a while, and it's always fun to pretend to be a villain.

Looking at the four staggering naughty children, Lin Mo could even smell the smell of fear in the air. Maybe the mysterious man was addicted to pretending to be a villain, so he got stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself. This feeling was really indescribable.

Seductive...

Of course, he can completely resist this temptation, but he still needs to leave a deep impression on these naughty kids.

Lin Mo raised his whip and hit the ground hard.

"Pop!!!" There was a loud bang, and the other four people shuddered, and then they felt the injury and moaned in pain.

"Miss Malfoy, tell me, do you really know how to use this kind of weapon?" Lin Mo said lightly and rolled the whip in his hand: "Look, the commonly used whipping methods include hacking, sweeping, pulling, and slashing.

Wait a minute, it’s a technical job to give strength to such a soft treading thing. The key point is to transmit the force in waves. It just so happens that I know a little bit about the trick."

As he spoke, he whipped out the whip again.

With a flick of the wrist, the arc of the waveform flew from the handle to the tip of the whip and hit the wall, causing a cloud of dust to explode.

The other four people all shuddered again, and Pansy, who was closest, closed her eyes and screamed.

The explosion this time was a bit muffled, and Lin Mo secretly felt ashamed.

He has regressed after not playing for too long. All his skills were just fancy things he did when he was practicing skipping when he was a child. In that era, there were not so many electronic toys as later. Sandbags and skipping were the main subjects of after-school games. At that time, he

I often used a heavy skipping rope as a whip, and if I wasn't careful, I would get red marks on my hands and arms.

"Now you know you're afraid?" Lin Mo said with his tongue, walked to Chris and stretched out his whip: "How about it? Is it time to consider my proposal? As long as it is done in the honor of the Malfoy family,

Promise, I will let you go this time."

"You, you...don't even think about it!!!" Dracris said through gritted teeth.

Oh, this naughty kid can actually speak, which made Lin Mogao take a look.

He knew very well how painful it was to have his joints removed like that. When he was learning this technique a few years ago, Wild Dog had him experience it countless times. He was afraid that he would have sequelae, so he had to wrap it up after every training.

The ointment heals steadily.

However, he later discovered that the stronger the joint, the more painful it would be when it was removed.

"I don't want to think about it, right...?" Lin Mo asked slowly in a long tone.

"If you have the ability, just do it...I'll see if you dare..." Chris said forcefully, with sweat on her forehead.

"Oh" Lin Mo continued to imitate the villain's role, rolled up the whip and gently pressed it against her pale face:

"It's very easy for me to do it, but you are out of luck. Look, when this cold whip is struck, the skin may be torn and bloody. I heard that even if the whip is healed, the wound will leave a very ugly look.

I don’t know if there is any medicine from Madam Pomfrey that can restore the scar. In short... there is not much hope."

"How dare you! You're so filthy!" Pansy sobbed in pain before she could finish her scolding.

"You" Chris bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears but still refused to admit defeat.

"What are you doing? I'm using my current advantage in exchange for you not to bother me in the future. It's a reasonable exchange of interests no matter how you look at it. As a Slytherin, Miss Trouble, you should understand that this is the most sensible thing to do. Otherwise...

…”

He gently tapped Chris's face with the tip of the whip again. The child's originally pale cheeks were now completely pale.

But she just refused to give in: "If you dare, I will definitely let you"

"Pa!" Lin Mo hit the ground with another whip.

The four of them shuddered together again.

This is a bit painful for him. He has already threatened to disfigure his face with a whip. Why doesn't this naughty kid give in? Doesn't it mean that he can't step down? Is this troublesome lady still too young to realize the importance of appearance?

Why would any girl give in under such a threat? Sure enough, the stories are all lies.

"Next time, it won't be whipped to the ground." Lin Mo held up the whip coldly.

"You, you!" Chris was afraid and hated, but somehow she mustered up the strength to suddenly overcome the pain of dislocation:

"If it weren't for Goyle and Crabbe, you two idiots, why would you be so arrogant!" She held her arms, frowned, cursed and screamed: "You damn guy! Hateful guy.

!!You dare to tell me what Slytherin should do? You should be the one asking for my forgiveness! If you dare to attack me, I will not let you go!!"

"You filthy mudblood!!!"

Lin Mo rolled his eyes, it seemed that this was the end of the day.

Among the four naughty children, two boys fell to the ground groaning and groaning while holding their stomachs and toes respectively. The other two girls had their arms removed. One was leaning against the wall and sobbing. The other could barely stand and his head was covered in pain.

Khan, it should be quite impressive to them.

It's a pity that I couldn't deceive Chris's guarantee, but from this point of view, this naughty kid quite values ​​the family honor and his promise. He didn't easily guarantee to deal with Lin Mo, and he probably won't go to Brace again in the future.

Trouble over there.

"Okay, I hope you can remember the lesson this time." Lin Mo raised his whip and prepared for one last blast.

However

"Mr. Lin Mo!" Professor McGonagall's voice.

Lin Mo felt as if he had swallowed a large brick of ice, his stomach felt cold and heavy.

Illusion, it must be an illusion, I would not be so unlucky, how could it be Professor McGonagall, hahahaha...

He slowly turned his head, and the ice bricks in his stomach began to expand.

That was indeed the witch in emerald robes, the Head of Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall.

She looked shocked, covering her chest with her left hand, pointing at him with her right hand and saying tremblingly: "Merlin's beard! What are you doing! Mr. Lin Mo! How could you, how could you do this!"

Next to Professor McGonagall, who was almost out of breath, was a small boy, Blaise Zabini.

Blaise looked even more shocked than Professor McGonagall.

Damn it, aren't you cheating on your roommate?! Lin Mo lamented inwardly.

He already understood when he saw Blaise. This roommate must be afraid that he would be bullied by Miss Trouble in a one-to-four situation. After they separated, he quickly went to find the professor to help him, but...

Brace obviously didn't expect that the scene here would be completely reversed.

Besides, if you don’t know who to look for, why should you look for Professor McGonagall?!

It's over, it's over, pretending to be a villain has really ruined your character. Now, don't you really become a villain?! I can't feel happy anymore!

"Teach, Professor..." He quickly put down the whip in his hand.

"Mr. Lin Mo," McGonagall said very sternly: "Your behavior is very, very inappropriate. In all these years, I have never seen freshmen bullying classmates like this. I must increase the punishment. First, Slytherin will deduct fifty."

"Wait," a mysterious voice interrupted Mag. The voice was as soft as a whisper but everyone could hear it clearly: "They are all students of my college. I should handle it even if it is...

Fire them all."

Professor Snape, with greasy hair and black robes, appeared next to Blaise silently like a big bat.

Seeing that dark gaze and mysterious expression, Lin Mo really didn't know whether to be happy or worried about this.