Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 44 44. Don’t come over!

Author: Lord Berefeld

Chapter 44 44. Don’t come over!

"No, you can't!"

The little wizard let out a shrill scream.

"No, I can. If you offend me, you will be punished in my way."

Dudley smiled cruelly, and slapped his hands mercilessly, making a continuous sound of 'pah pah pah'.

Children who are annoying should be spanked hard.

Fortunately, Dudley controlled his strength. Although it hurt, it was not seriously injured. He could just lie down for a day or two at most, otherwise his butt would become a mess after a few slaps. Anyway, with magical things like potions, it would probably be healed the next day.

Can get out of bed. After cleaning up one person, he will be replaced by the next one. One after another, no one will be spared. Anyone who wants to escape will be caught by Dudley and beaten first.

After a while, all the little Slytherin wizards present had only the strength to lie on the ground and groan.

This wave is Dudley the Butt Destroyer.

After spanking all the little wizards, Dudley turned his attention to Malfoy, who had fallen down in fear.

The slight footsteps were like a heavy hammer, hitting Malfoy hard in the heart.

"Don't come over here!"

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In a secret room in the Slytherin lounge, several senior Slytherin seniors gathered around a round table.

Slytherin not only has a personal rest room dedicated to the prefects, but also has many, many spare rooms. On the one hand, it is because Slytherin has the smallest number of students among the four major colleges, and on the other hand, it is also because of the Slytherin lounge.

It is a dungeon renovation, and this dungeon is much larger than expected. It can be said that it covers the largest area among the four major colleges, and the number of rooms is even greater than that of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff combined.

You must know that Hufflepuff has the largest population among the four major colleges.

Most of these empty rooms were converted into meeting rooms by the Slytherins and became their secret gathering places, and these senior Slytherin seniors occupied one of them.

Malfoy's heart-rending cry of terror made one of the Slytherins who was sitting in his seat stand up. He was tall, with a short hair and an ordinary appearance. He would be hard to find in a crowd.

The only thing that catches your attention is that he has a pair of eye-catching big buck teeth.

"Marcus, what are you going to do?"

As soon as Marcus stood up, he heard a cold scolding coming from behind him. The person who spoke was the man sitting in the front seat.

That's the seventh-year Slytherin prefect.

And this student named Marcus is the current captain and chaser of Slytherin House Quidditch.

"I want to go out and have a look."

Marcus lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the other person.

The other party just waved his hand, and spoke in a tone similar to Malfoy's. The tone was not as greasy and jerky as Malfoy's, but too natural: "It's just a conflict among the lower grades. It's no big deal. We don't need to intervene."

"That's Draco, Uncle Lucius's only son."

Marcus emphasized.

The relationship between his Flint family and the Malfoy family is not bad, they are somewhat related, but

"So what?"

The prefect said calmly, without any emotion, just looking at Marcus quietly.

Under his gaze, the momentum that Marcus had just mustered up evaporated.

He said weakly: "He is being bullied now!"

"so what?"

"What does this have to do with us? What does this have to do with you?"

the prefect asked.

"I" Marcus blushed and hesitated for a long time before breaking out: "I think we should help him"

Before the prefect could speak, Slytherin, who was sitting on his left, said, "Didn't we help him enough? We didn't stop the second and third graders. Do you know how many there are if you add the first graders?"

"The entire lounge has been cast with a soundproofing spell to prevent the outside world from knowing about it and allow him to have a good time."

"What's the result?"

Although I don’t know what exactly happened in the lounge, it’s obvious what the scream of Malfoy that just sounded represents.

"Malfoy is a Slytherin after all."

Marcus spoke again, this time his voice was weaker.

"The other party is also a Slytherin."

The prefect seemed to be irritated by Marcus's words, and his tone rose a little in vain.

"Listen, Marcus, Malfoy summoned the people, and Malfoy started the incident himself. He couldn't defeat it himself. That has nothing to do with us. We are not the Vincent and Gregory families (Crabbe and

Goyle's family), let alone his Malfoy family dog, there is no need to wipe his butt."

"And the other person is Potter's cousin. You should know who I'm talking about."

In the British wizarding world, all pure-blood wizarding families are related to each other to some extent. For example, Harry's Potter family is even related to all pure-blood families.

The key point is that the name Harry Potter is taboo to pure-blood wizards, especially those who were originally Death Eaters, just like Voldemort to ordinary wizards.

Until they find out how he defeated the Dark Lord and whether he is a powerful and evil dark wizard, purebloods will always respect him and even be friendly to him.

Of course, they wouldn't stop others from testing Harry for them.

"Malfoy has so many resources at his disposal. If he can't handle this little thing well, what qualifications do we have for us to help? Does he have a big face? He still has a good father?"

Malfoy's childish behavior of never forgetting to show off his father can easily arouse the disgust of others, especially those whose family background is not inferior to that of the Malfoy family.

Are you the only one in this world who has a father?

"Remember, we are Slytherins, not kindergarten nannies. We don't have time to play house games with them."

The prefect's voice gradually became softer, and he spoke to Marcus with sincerity.

"Do you still remember the purpose of Slytherin?"

The other party's words stopped Marcus in his tracks. He thought for a long time before stammering: "Pure blood supreme?"

"Profit comes first, ability comes first, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. How many times do I have to tell you? You idiot."

The prefect's tone was already very impatient, and he kept cursing in his heart, 'You idiots from the Flint family.'

After all, he was a student and the city was not that deep. After a while, he calmed down and said to Marcus in a serious voice: "Marcus, you are already in the fifth grade, and we will graduate this year or next. We have no time and no energy.

What else will I teach you?"

"You can only rely on yourself from now on. You have failed in the competition for prefect. Don't make me regret choosing you as the captain of Slytherin Quidditch. And don't let your Flint family be embarrassed."

Seeing that Marcus was still looking out the door from time to time, obviously not listening to what he said, the prefect's blood pressure rose a little, and in the end he could only helplessly shake his head and sigh.

'They chose the person, so what can they do even if they are a waste?'

"If you really want to help Malfoy, then inform Professor Snape."

"But I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Being able to defeat so many people is definitely not something simple. At least you, Marcus, can't do it."

"If I were you, I would choose to be friends with him."

The prefects feel that they have done their best, and if Marcus is still stubborn, it has nothing to do with them. They are about to graduate anyway.

In the lounge, Dudley had already walked over to Malfoy, who was curled up in a ball on the ground.

Ignoring Malfoy's constant shouting of 'Don't come here', he pressed Malfoy's little head with one hand and pulled him over. He leaned over and leaned towards him. The face gradually faded little by little in Malfoy's desperate eyes.

Zoom in, and finally the four eyes are facing each other.

Malfoy could clearly hear the other party's heavy breathing.

At that moment, he recalled the fear of being eaten when he was in Madam Malkin's robe store.

Dudley slowly opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth, which looked so scary under the faint green light.

At this moment, Malfoy let out a decisive "cluck", rolled his eyes and fainted.

(End of chapter)