Hogwarts Abnormal Raiders

Although Hermione was a little surprised when she received the temporary assignment, she quickly fell into the role.

If she were on a campus in the Muggle world, this would be the right time for her to be the class president.

She got a cloth bag from somewhere and asked everyone to put the matches in it.

After each little wizard put the matches in their hands, they went away together.

Appeared, fairy tale

The little girl who sold out all the matches began to buy them at low prices and sell them at high prices, thus accumulating her own original capital.

Sure enough, fairy tales are all lies...

Just as a group of people were crowding in front of Hermione, Blaise came to Malfoy and hammered him on the chest.

"Okay, Draco, I didn't expect you to be able to change it. Although there was a little accident, it was a great success."

Gore also consoled him:

"Yes, boss, don't be upset. Although we didn't get any points, we are famous. No one will know how powerful you are in the future."

Crabbe: "...they're right"

The three of them were trying to persuade him to cheer up, overtly or covertly.

Malfoy was in a daze, as if he had just seen them, and suddenly sighed:

"It's you. Come on, let's go eat."

After saying that, Malfoy shook his head and stood up, heading towards the door.

But Blaise suddenly pulled him and gave him a big hug.

"My friend, don't blame yourself. I know you tried your best. This is just a small setback. Even if we don't get the Academy Cup in the end, I won't blame you."

Malfoy was stunned for a moment, looking at the man hugging him tightly, at a loss.

It took him a while to realize something. Just when he was about to break free, Blaise took the initiative to let go.

Before Malfoy could breathe a sigh of relief, Goyle, a chubby guy, held him in his arms again. Due to his height, his head just reached Goyle's chest.

"Boss, this is not your fault. The points were deducted by all of us. Even if I am criticized by others, I will stand in front of you."

Malfoy struggled desperately with both hands, his head kept moving: "...I, you, let me go."

Goyle hugged him for several seconds before letting go, and Malfoy finally breathed fresh air.

"Boss..." Crabbe here also looked excited and wanted to rush forward.

"stop"

Malfoy took several steps back with a look of horror on his face.

"What's wrong with you and why do you want to lock me up?" Malfoy asked in shock, covering his chest.

He was even thinking, could it be that these three people were unable to extricate themselves from my handsomeness all day long and awakened some strange attributes?

Blaise shrugged and said doubtfully: "I comfort you, can't you even see it when it's so obvious?"

Gore: "Yes, boss, don't give up, we will still have a chance to score more points later."

"Old..." Before Crabbe could speak, he was interrupted by Malfoy again.

"Don't talk to comfort you, you hammer. I'm not sad. Do you need your comfort?" Malfoy covered his head, feeling a headache.

Blaise: "But you were so helpless just now, sighing and shaking your head, as if you had lost your life goal..."

Malfoy: "...I was just thinking about an ultimate question in life. I didn't think of it, so I was a little confused. Where did you think about it?"

Blaise, Goyle, and Crabbe looked at each other, all looking a little embarrassed.

It turns out that they misunderstood. Well, the affectionate expression just now may have been paid by mistake...

"What is the ultimate question?" Blaise asked curiously.

Malfoy was silent for a moment and then said slowly:

"What are we going to eat for lunch..."

Blaise: ""

"Don't look at me with such strange eyes. Shouldn't we think carefully about this major life event?"

Malfoy defended somewhat unconvincingly.

Blaise was silent for a while, and then finally said: "You noble wizards are all mentally ill."

Malfoy: "......"

Blaise waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I thought you were abnormal at the opening banquet yesterday. Now it's confirmed. Wait for me for a while. I'll hand over the matches first, and let's go eat."

Goyle and Crabbe also nodded and prepared to exchange matches.

"Wait" Malfoy stopped them.

Blaise: "What's wrong?"

Malfoy didn't say anything, but took the matches from the three people's hands.

Then he snorted coldly and said: "Such a precious match cannot be handed over easily. Let's keep it as a souvenir."

Blaise's eyes widened: "Are you crazy? Didn't you hear Professor McGonagall say that this is a cultural heritage? Take three of them at once. Do you really want to pay 600 gold galleons?"

Malfoy rolled his eyes and said speechlessly:

"I'll just follow along and act it out. You guys really believe this is obviously made up by Professor McGonagall?"

"How could the acting and writing be like this?"

Malfoy: "Are you stupid, haven't you seen Professor McGonagall's aggressive look?

If I didn't give her a step down and make her feel that she had earned some face, it would be hard to say whether she would be able to walk out of this classroom today. "

Brace ""Is it that exaggerated..."

Malfoy: "That's not an exaggeration at all.

Matches, cultural heritage, it’s a shame she thought of it

If I don't cooperate, I'm afraid I will be nailed to the pillar of shame at Hogwarts the next day."

Blaise: "......"

Goyle flattered him in time: "Boss is so powerful, Professor McGonagall is under your control."

Malfoy: "...Stop talking, I'm afraid I'll be killed by you."

Crabbe echoed: "That's right, don't talk nonsense. It will bring bad reputation to the boss if word spreads."

Malfoy: "And if it weren't for you today, would this happen to you? I'll settle the score with you later."

Crabbe shrank his head and became silent.

Malfoy glanced at the dwindling crowd over there and whispered:

"While there are still many people, let's sneak out quickly and don't let the little lion find out."

The other three had no choice but to cooperate with him in absconding, and the four of them quietly slipped out of the classroom.

The camera turned to Hermione.

Harry and Ron finally got to the front of the line and threw the matches in their hands into Hermione's bag.

Harry: "Hermione, how about we wait for you and then go to the restaurant together?"

Hermione smiled and said: "No, Professor McGonagall's office is not far from here. I will meet you in the restaurant in a moment."

Ron said anxiously: "The Transfiguration class is too tiring. I urgently need a lot of food to replenish my magic power."

Harry: "...That's it, bye, Hermione."

Hermione: "Bye."

After Harry and Ron left, the other little wizards quickly handed over their matches and dispersed.

Hermione glanced out of the corner of her eye and suddenly saw four figures not only not approaching, but also quietly preparing to escape.

If you look closely, you'll see it's Malfoy's group.

She quickly shouted: "Hey, your matches..."

Not only did the four people not stop, but they walked faster and disappeared at the door of the classroom in the blink of an eye.

Hermione vaguely heard: No, it's your match...

After being stunned for a long time, Hermione finally said the remaining words: "...I forgot to hand it in."