Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 80: Native Chickens and Dogs

Author: It’s Witch Harley

Chapter 80: Native Chickens and Dogs

All members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team landed on the ground and stopped in front of the Slytherins.

"Flint!" Wood yelled, "This is our training time! We got up very early! Please get out!"

Immediately afterwards, the two began to quarrel.

Wood insisted that he had reported to Ms. Hooch in advance and had reserved the court. Slytherin had no right to enter.

But Flint took out a note specially signed by Professor Snape, which said that Slytherin was allowed to train today and train a new Seeker.

Wood's attention was immediately diverted: "You have a new seeker? Where is it?"

Malfoy and his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, ducked out from behind the six huge Slytherin players.

Then, Flint showed off the generous gift from Draco's father, seven "Nimbus 2001".

At this time, other students from Gryffindor House in the stands also gathered around.

After all, it is Slytherin who appears on the court, and he is an opponent who needs to be treated with caution.

If a fight breaks out, there are many people on Gryffindor's side, so they won't suffer a loss.

However, Ron may have regretted taking a closer look, because when he looked at the seven top-grade brooms, he was stunned with envy.

Malfoy was still loudly showing off his father's generosity and mocking the poor quality of Gryffindor's brooms.

Harry yawned out of boredom. It was the first time he saw such an idiot, who laid out all the unspoken rules.

The Loen royal family wanted to get some slaves, so they bypassed many obstacles and entrusted people from the Witch Sect to go to the southern continent to get them.

In the end, in order to deal with the aftermath, they simply allowed the people of the Witch Cult to create the Backlund Smog.

The group of people in front of them were better off. The Slytherin elite, who claimed to have gathered all the aristocratic bloodlines in the UK, directly made it clear that they donated money to the team through the back door.

Harley really doesn't understand, are these people elites or trolls?

But it’s right to think about it. Among the top leaders of the Loen Kingdom, if you do such stupid things, others will immediately catch you and send your whole family to meet the gods they believe in.

Probably the magic world has been at peace for too long and has no such worries at all, so pure-blood nobles are full of such idiots.

Harry was still enjoying the poor performance of the Slytherin players, but Hermione was the first to stand it.

She said loudly: "At least no member of the Gryffindor team needs to pay to join the team. They come in based entirely on their ability!"

Hermione's words directly touched Malfoy's sore spot.

Malfoy had not thought about this issue at all, but he expected that Slytherin internally valued bloodline and hierarchy.

As the most distinguished pure-blood nobles in the UK, the Malfoy family naturally would not dare to raise this issue.

As a result, the facts he wanted to hide were torn apart by the people in the outer courtyard.

"No one asked you!" Malfoy's proud face turned red, and he yelled angrily, "You stinking little mudblood!"

Although no one has ever mentioned to Harley what mudblood means, whether you understand the word literally or look at the reactions of people around you, you can tell that this is a very unpleasant thing to say.

The Gryffindor community exploded.

Flint had to stop in front of Malfoy to prevent him from being knocked down by the angry Fred and George and beaten severely.

Alia screamed: "How dare you!"

Wood even wanted to rush forward with a broom on his shoulder, wanting the Slytherin players to try out whether Nimbus 2001 or Sweeping Seven Stars was harder in close combat.

Ron also drew his wand, but someone was faster than him.

After Harry understood that Hermione had been insulted, he snapped his fingers.

The cold current surged out from under her feet, ignoring the terrain and freezing Malfoy in place.

The frost climbed up his feet and stopped at his waist.

"Help! Please help me! Crabbe, Goyle! Quick! My father is the school director!" Malfoy panicked instantly and started shouting.

However, a smile appeared on Harley's lips, and she continued to control the frost.

This time, the frost did not climb up as quickly as before, freezing Malfoy's upper body.

They were like snakes, slowly twisting and circling, making Malfoy lose control of his body bit by bit.

Malfoy felt himself losing control of his body bit by bit, and the cold air was slowly invading his internal organs.

But the most tormenting thing was that he could clearly feel the feeling of his frozen limbs, the weakness and the biting cold.

This is more painful than direct numbness and loss of consciousness in the limbs, and can bring greater psychological pressure to people.

When it comes to torturing people, witches have always been the best way, bar none.

(The Abyss and the Bound Path only know how to kill people. Do they know what the art of torture is?)

"Let go of Draco!" The son of the big donor was cursed, and the Slytherin team naturally couldn't just sit idly by.

Especially Crabbe and Goyle. Their ancestors have always been subordinates of the Malfoy family, and they have remembered their father's instructions since they were young.

When you see Draco Malfoy, you don't have to think about anything else. Just follow him and listen to his orders.

Now seeing Draco Malfoy in trouble, the two of them were the first to rush out.

They tried to break the ice with their fists, but Malfoy stopped them.

"Idiots!" Malfoy yelled, "What if you hurt me? Go deal with Harry Potter and let her break the magic!"

Harley did not hide the source of the frost, everyone on the scene could see who the spell came from.

So, Crabbe and Goyle turned around and rushed towards Harry.

The Gryffindors immediately drew their wands, and the Slytherins were not to be outdone.

However, Flint was a little worried because after all, there were more Gryffindors than Slytherins.

But he soon discovered that he worried too much. Gryffindor didn't need that much at all, just one Harry could wear nine.

"Just leave it to me, they're just a bunch of chickens and dogs." Harry said softly, but the voice spread to the ears of all Gryffindors.

She took out her wand, raised her hand and cast two obstacle spells: "There are many obstacles!"

Two rays of light shot out, stopping Crabbe and Goyle several meters away, and then they fell heavily to the ground.

Harley symbolically waved her wand, but actually used her other hand to control the spider silk.

I have to say that before learning more magic spells, the witch’s ability is still useful!

Before the six tall Slytherin Quidditch players could release the spell, they felt their hands tighten and being tied up by something.

"Spider silk!" a Chaser shouted in horror, "It should be a curse inherited from the Potter family!"

Flint struggled to release a family-inherited dark magic, which was also his best offensive spell.

However, Harry just waved his wand, mobilized his magic power, and easily flicked out the spell with unknown effects.

As Harley said before, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs!

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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the tip!)

(End of chapter)