I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Malfoy's swell is also understandable.

Your father is a school manager, and he just joined forces with other school managers to dismiss the headmaster and force him to leave Hogwarts.

And the other eleven school trustees seem to follow your father's lead, as if Hogwarts is everything. The future new principal, not to mention a puppet, is probably one of his own, otherwise he would not be able to take the position.

This illusion of "the headmaster takes turns and will come to my house this year"... If you were Malfoy, would you be inflated? !

It was already Malfoy's greatest restraint not to take the unrecognizable crab steps all day long and flirt with Potter, the court flower next door Gryffindor couldn't ask for.

But the students of the other three colleges didn't think so, and they focused their grievances on Malfoy for the headmaster's dismissal.

After all, who told him to go around all day long that his father drove Dumbledore away.

The little wizards were suffocating, thinking about hitting Malfoy sooner or later.

Everyone waited for the opportunity soon.

At noon that day, Colin Creevey hopped into the auditorium like a rabbit, his legs stuck together tightly, as if he had been entangled in a rope.

The students at the Gryffindor table laughed.

Hermione was studying the potion notebook Rove gave her while eating lunch. After hearing the laughter, she looked up and saw this scene.

The girl raised her wand, helped Colin break the spell, and frowned, "What's going on?"

After Colin's legs were separated, he quickly thanked Hermione, and then tremblingly said:

"Malfoy, I met him in the hallway, he was holding a wand, and he was practicing the Leg Lock Charm on the students..."

"It's too much!" Percy said with a straight face: "The school rules stipulate that you can't cast magic in the corridor, let alone attack your classmates. Which corridor he is in, I will deduct points for him as a prefect!"

"It's still deducting points. People are bullying us." George said angrily: "You will only deduct points."

"Then what can we do?" Percy said angrily, "Don't try to play a prank on Malfoy..."

"That's a good idea, thank you, Mr. Prefect." Fred smiled playfully.

"Go to Professor McGonagall!" Harry changed his temper and said, "Sue Malfoy hard!"

"Harry, you are no longer the Harry who deducted points like drinking water in my heart." George looked disappointed.

"Don't make trouble, Fred, I can't make another mistake." Harry said awkwardly: "I don't want to be fired."

"But you can't just let Malfoy go like this." Ron was thinking about his love letter over and over again, when he heard Harry's words, he interrupted:

"Colin, you have to deal with him bravely! He has always been domineering, and you have no reason to give in to him and make it easy for him."

"I don't want to be detained for probation like you, and deduct points from Gryffindor." Colin shook his head, and said with tears in his eyes:

"It's over, my camera was also broken."

Everyone knew that Colin's family was not rich, and his father was a Muggle milkman.

Ginny was furious. Colin was her self-confessed little brother. It was Colin who took pictures of Bird Snake last time, and only then did he earn salary from Rove.

"I'll go find Malfoy and ask him to pay you money!" Ginny jumped off the chair, turned around and walked out of the auditorium.

"Ginny, don't go," Percy yelled.

But both Fred and George stopped him, shouting, "Good job, Ginny."

Ginny hadn't walked out of the auditorium when she saw Malfoy walking in from the outside, with Crabbe and Pansy at his side.

Ginny walked over and said softly, "Hey, you broke Colin's camera, you need to apologize and compensate him."

Malfoy coughed lightly, with a strange expression on his face, obviously suspicious and ridiculous at Ginny's words.

"It's none of your business, get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

"I want you to compensate Colin." Ginny clenched her wand tightly.

Malfoy made a drawn-out voice, sneered and said:

"You're so lenient, you stinking pure-blood traitor, why does your family always like mud..."

Malfoy wanted to scold "Mudblood", but he thought of something and quickly shut up. He also glanced at the Hufflepuff dining table, saw that Rove was eating, and didn't notice this side, and then continued:

"Your family always likes to hang out with dubious people? Want to stand up for others? Go back to your pig's den!"

"What did you say?" Ginny slapped Malfoy on the head.

Malfoy was furious, it was okay to be beaten by Scamander, and now he is being beaten by the first-year little witch... Is he shameless?

He took out his wand from his pocket, and said angrily: "This thing is not over! I want you little bitch to know who you hit..."

But Ginny had already clenched her wand, and suddenly raised it and shouted at Malfoy, "All petrified!"

Before Malfoy could react, his arms slapped against his sides, his legs stood up straight, his whole body was stiff, he swayed in place a few times, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Draco?!" Pansy yelled, "You bitch, dare to sneak attack Draco."

When Pansy saw Ginny raised her wand again, she rushed over and grabbed her red hair, Ginny cried out in pain.

"Let go." George and Fred also rushed over, and Crabbe blocked them.

"Don't fight," Percy yelled. "I'm a prefect. Stop it."

But no one paid any attention to him, and the situation suddenly became out of control.

Lee Jordan stood on the chair, raised his arms and shouted: "Fuck Slytherin, welcome back Dumbledore!"

"Fuck Slytherin and welcome Dumbledore back!"

The students at the Gryffindor table shouted slogans in righteous indignation, and rushed towards the Slytherin students.

Not to be outdone, the Slytherin students picked up the food on the table and threw it at the lion cubs.

The fight was on the verge of breaking out, and only Malfoy was lying stiff on the ground, unable to speak, but his eyes were still rolling, looking at them in horror.

Don't step on me!

But a pair of forty-size shoes was stepping towards his face, the lines on the soles were clearly visible, and there was still mud on them.

The entire auditorium was in chaos, originally limited to the battle between Gryffindor and Slytherin House, but soon spread to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and they also smashed food.

Even Rove was affected. He was drinking soup when he saw some members of the Slytherin Quidditch team rushing over.

Break Scamander's leg first, and see if he dares to play... This is Captain Flint's explanation.

Rove didn't even use magic, he just picked up a large spoon from the bowl, slapped Montague on the cheek hard, slapped him in a circle, and then slammed the second student's head His forehead immediately turned red.

The third student didn't dare to fight back, so he ran quickly, was caught up by Rove, flew up, kicked in the back of the heart, and hit the wall with his whole body, feeling pain and fear, he simply lay down there and pretended to be dead.

Rove clapped his hands, sat back in his chair, continued to drink hot soup gracefully, and watched others fight by the way.

When Professor McGonagall walked into the auditorium, he saw screams, screams, whistles and shouts from people around him.

"What's happening here?!"

A roasted pumpkin flew over, and Professor McGonagall hurriedly lowered his head. Snape, who was behind him, was caught off guard and was hit in the head, and the flesh of the pumpkin was torn apart.

"..."

"Sorry, Professor Snape, it was Marcus Flint." McGonagall shouted, "Slytherin deducted ten points!"

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