Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

"I don't quite understand what you mean. "

Krum stammered in English.

A few of the surrounding Durmstrang students muttered quietly in German:

"He doesn't know our language!"

"How is it possible, how old is he? Languages are not so easy to learn. "

It may have been Krum's gaze that caught his attention. "

"Rest assured, Slytherin is a pure-blood, and our parents are wizards.

These Slytherins won't do anything to us. "

A slightly older Durmstrang student said.

The others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and laugh again.

Krum's expression also became much more relaxed.

Look at Krum's seemingly indifferent gaze.

Braun couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

A little Quidditch player really thinks of himself as a character!

It seems that I can't teach him a lesson!

"I mean, if you look again!

I'll gouge out your dog's eyes!

Do you hear me clearly?

Gringo!"

Braun said word for word in German.

The undisguised taunt made Krum blush.

The other Durmstrang students also looked a little panicked.

They didn't expect this young student to be able to understand what he was saying!

Isn't that what I just said clear to others?

This made the students blush as much as Krum.

People may have looked at them like clowns!

Braun didn't just let them go, and looked at the senior Durmstrang student who had just spoken:

"Also, please tell what a pure-blood is!

We have a long history!

With a noble pedigree!

Extraordinary wealth!

And not just the offspring of wizards like you say you are!

Don't use the minds of you untouchables to figure out a nobleman.!"

That look of disdain made the other party can't help but clench his fists.

The incident at the Slytherin table instantly caught the attention of the others.

The entire auditorium fell silent.

"What's wrong with Braun?"

Ron said with a frown.

"Looks like that Krum said something?"

Harry asked hesitantly.

He'd been keeping an eye on Krum's side just now.

After seeing the other party and his companions laugh a few times, the dispute began.

The students at Castrobusche and Beauxbatons also looked at it curiously.

Want to see what's going on.

"Headmaster......

Professor McGonagall stood up.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Durmstrang's principal:

"Nothing, Professor Minerva!

Let the children settle their disputes. "

Looking at Karkaroff's unbeaten look, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but secretly say:

"I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh later!"

Dumbledore had apparently guessed what Karkaroff was thinking.

It's nothing more than wanting to take the opportunity to show off his students and make Durmstrang show his face.

If it were another student, perhaps Dumbledore would have been a little worried.

But Braun......

Dumbledore smiled:

"Just do what Rector Karkaroff says, Professor Minerva. "

At the Slytherin table.

Braun looked at the angry Durmstrang senior student and sneered:

"Why do you want to hit me?"

While sneering, he saw Braun's hand wave. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The gray robe was hung with large and small medals in front of him.

"Hit a third-class medalist of the Order of the Merlin?

An official member of the Order of Merlin?

International Association of Potions Masters Certified Level 3 Potions Master?

Owner of the International Federation of Wizards' Third Contribution Award?

Or is it ......

The next heir to the Foley family of the Twenty-Eight Saints of England?

You......

Do you dare?"

Braun asked, getting up and pressing his steps.

This made Durmstrang, who was originally carried away by anger, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat between his eyebrows.

He couldn't believe that the large and small eye-catching medals belonged to the young man in front of him at the same time.

Does he dare?

Of course he didn't dare!

The power behind these honors is not something that he can afford to provoke as a young wizard who has not yet graduated.

Even his parents don't dare to step forward here.

So the fist that was originally clenched couldn't help but loosen.

His eyes also became a little evasive, and he didn't dare to look in Braun's direction again.

"What is it with those things!

Do you dare to fight me!"

Krum, who was carried away by anger, couldn't help but speak out at this moment.

Braun, on the other hand, had a strange face:

"Are you sure?"

He really didn't know where this guy named Krum got the courage.

But any normal wizard knows that a wizard who can win so many honors at this age is definitely not an easy person to follow.

And even so.

This man even dared to propose a competition with himself?

Braun thinks the guy must have had his head smashed by a Bludger.

"Of course you don't dare!"

Seeing Braun's hesitant expression.

Krum's confidence was even greater, and he felt that Braun was just a big name.

I couldn't help but open my mouth and stimulate.

"Dare!

But wizards' duels are always prone to injury......"

Krum felt that he had discovered Braun's cowardice.

Thinking of the age gap between the two sides, I can't help but be full of confidence: (promised)

"It's okay!

You won't give up because of such a small thing!"

Braun's face looked hesitant.

And those Durmstrang students who were originally frightened by Braun only felt that they were being frightened by the other party when they saw Braun's expression at this moment.

I couldn't help but be secretly angry in my heart.

Especially that senior Durmstrang only felt that his performance just now was a complete failure.

The anger in his gaze at Braun grew stronger

"yes! You don't give up for fear of getting hurt, do you?

Are you still a wizard?"

"yes, aren't you a wizard?"

The surrounding Durmstrang also heckled.

The other two at the table, Castrobusher and Beauxbatons, also whispered.

"Do you think there will be a fight!".