The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(Don't urge, don't urge, xvx is coding)

Wayne Hopkins is a wizard from a non-magical family. In the words of the wizarding world: Muggle wizards, Cyrus only knew when he was chatting with them in the dormitory that his father was a retired British Air Force soldier ,

His grandfather died as a pilot in World War II,

Growing up in this kind of family made him relatively honest. When he was in elementary school, he often couldn't get used to those so-called bullies.

While the petrification spell hit Blaise Zabini, a foot kicked on Goyle's back, and Goyle was kicked into the mud. The weak pure-blood wizard was not his opponent at all physically.

Justin Fenrieri led the charge while throwing curses. After the two sides huddled together, the spells were no longer useful.

Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs came against Slytherin,

Fist against fist, body against body,

"Draco Malfoy! I'm going to sink you to the bottom of the Black Lake!!"

Wayne has never been used to him, what kind of shit is pure blood?He was fighting pure blood. Malfoy was taken aback by the sudden crowd, and yelled at Mandy, "Are you planning on me?!"

He looked at Wayne who was charging like a bison, holding his wand and trembling slightly, until Wayne was intercepted by Theodore and fell to the ground,

"Hmph~ Mudblood..." Draco resumed his previous nobleman, "Theodore, get out of the way"

Waving the wand, a "colloportus (quickly imprison)" hit Wayne who was thrown to the ground,

"finite incantatem!"

A white light neutralized Draco's Binding Curse, and another Disarming Curse passed through the crowd and hit Pansy beside him,

Her hazel wand flew in the direction of the spell. Seeing this, Wayne gave Theodore's face two uppercuts, got up and kicked again.

"Everyone spread out and surrounded them in a semicircle..." came a voice that had been cursed loudly,

Wayne and Justin grinned at the corners of their mouths immediately, helping their teammates out of the battle, and then raised their wands at Slytherin,

When they kept approaching Draco and the others, they did not forget to make up the knife to the Slytherins who were cursed and were dancing and rolling on the ground.

The crowd directly opposite Draco suddenly gave way,

Cyrus and Hermione came from between,

"Mud..." Draco, who was stunned suddenly, just opened his mouth, when a red light flew out from the tip of Cyrus' staff and hit Goyle's body,

Gregory Goyle fell to the ground with serious injuries in an instant.

Draco immediately shut his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on him,

Mandy was helped over, and Cyrus beckoned her, "What's going on?"

She didn't lie either, she told the reason for the group fight, Cyrus nodded, and waved for Megan Jones to take her and the wounded down to rest,

Cyrus and him looked at each other, and the two teams were confronting each other, and Slytherin didn't dare to act rashly,

"Hehehe..." Cyrus finally laughed, and asked Hermione beside him, "What are you going to do?"

But Hermione didn't have much interest in these things. After learning that the Slytherin gang insulted the professor and the college, there was only one response to this incident—serve it,

She gathered her blue shawl, shrugged her nose, threw Pansy's wand on the ground, put her hands in her pockets,

"Don't take it too far"

Draco stood up as the pillar of the rest at this time, and he shouted: "This has nothing to do with you"

"Mandy and the others are members of our association. We are one. If you beat them, it means you don't give me face."

Draco's face became extremely ugly after hearing this, her face?

"If you want your playing house to still exist, Hermione Granger..."

But Hermione didn't show any fear,

"Your school manager dad is threatening us? Maybe the joint name of the wizards of the two colleges will make the professors think about it." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked behind the crowd.

"Remember - eagles - eat snakes -"

Now the dancer of the rest was Wayne, who came up to Draco and poked him with his wand,

"Are you good at spanking? You know how to spank for a fart."

"You don't know anything about pure blood." Draco, who was still maintaining his aristocratic style, said viciously, "You muddleheads... You should be satisfied if you can come to school here."

"Oh? So what? At Hogwarts, one must be talented and powerful," the wand poked harder and harder, "Pure blood?"

He pushed Malfoy hard, "I think it's a little bastard!"

Cyrus looked at them with a smile: "Attack!"

All kinds of spells were cast in the Slytherin crowd, stun spell, dancing spell, petrification spell, how they came, Draco and the rest of the people were just doing meaningless resistance,

All counterattack spells were intercepted by Cyrus alone,

Draco hid behind them, still clinging to the dignity of pure blood.

"It's so bold!" Professor McGonagall walked quickly, followed by Snape and Head Ravenclaw, "This behavior has never happened in Hogwarts!" Professor Sprout Arranging plants for winter in the greenhouse and therefore not knowing about the event.

The three academies gathered to fight. If it wasn't for Madam Pomfrey who was curious about why so many people suddenly came to the school infirmary to ask the professor, how could they have never expected that about 30 students were fighting in groups beside the Black Lake far away from the school? !

All feet tied with ropes and distanced,

"Fifty points for Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff"

Snape quickly stepped forward to help the disgraced Draco, and the other two who were not knocked out were Miles Bletcher and Daphne Greengrass,

"Who is it?" He patrolled around blankly and found the person standing at the front of the crowd, "Cyrus, it seems that defeating a giant monster is not enough to satisfy you!"

"Go to hell with you and your playhouse association." When Draco saw the professor coming, his arrogance immediately became arrogant.

"I don't think so." Cyrus just said lightly, still smiling calmly,

"Enough!" Snape tugged at Draco's sleeve, "Your father told me about the formation of Quidditch and the club, and it was just approved today, but! I just hope you can be more honest."

"Yes, I will." Draco bowed slightly to express his thanks, looking at him arrogantly,

The professor waved his hand and asked them to drag the wounded back. When Draco passed by him, he said something that made others understand:

"This...is the power of pure blood"

Cyrus waved his hand to say goodbye, "First demonstration? Warning?" He just felt a little bored, "Pure blood, this doesn't even count as the beginning."

Wayne quietly made an "international friendly gesture" towards the Slytherin who was walking away.

"Hufflepuff deducted another thirty points..." Snape sullenly, a group of Ravenclaws and Hufflepuff teamed up, which made him think of some bad things, "More wins less , is this your ability?"

"No, in fact, it was Slytherin who relied on the large number of people first, and we just... tit for tat..." He replied politely, "If you don't count their first insult to Professor Quirrell and the college"

"Heh...strange..." Snape was about to say something when a voice came from behind the three headmasters, "Then...that Slytherin also... also deducted thirty points"

It turned out to be Professor Quirrell. He was wandering around, and suddenly found that there were many people around here, and he heard their conversation

He crossed the path made by the little wizards and came to Cyrus, his eyes evasive, and he seemed afraid to look directly at the head of Slytherin

"Of...Of course, I don't really care about these things, so Slytherin only deducts... only twenty points for insulting the professor." He lowered his head and stammered, "But insulting the... Faculty , another... another thirty points will be deducted"

Professor Flitwick was silent, but nodded in agreement.

"Cyrus, you will get a confinement" Snape announced immediately, which made everyone a little unconvinced,

But McGonagall didn't have any objections. At this moment, Hermione came over, "Professor, let's arrange his confinement together with mine."

"Well...then make arrangements with yours after Christmas," Professor McGonagall thought for a while and agreed

The 'Black Lake Incident' was over, the wizards all dispersed, and Cyrus and Hermione simply took a walk around the Black Lake.

In winter, the Black Lake was covered with a thin layer of ice, and small flakes of snow fell on it. Hermione stretched out her right hand, and the falling ice crystals suspended, gathered, and changed in her palm.

"Pure blood is starting to pay attention to us." Cyrus looked at her leisurely manipulating the force. Compared with the days when she just started school, she has become more and more proficient

"But we haven't done anything yet"

"There are a large number of pure-blood family students in the school. They should have mentioned us in the summary report." Cyrus was not surprised, but thought that the time was a bit unexpectedly early.

"Draco Malfoy, the sole heir of the Malfoy family, entered the Quidditch team and founded the club with Snape's approval"

"Maybe it's like the Slug Club." Hermione's knowledge of certain things was a little shallow, "but this has something to do with us..."

"Quidditch allows him to obtain information from senior grades," he carefully explained to him, "The purpose of establishing the club is to suppress us, and just to win over the other half-blood wizards in the school."

"What do they rely on to compete? I mean, we have the advantage in terms of numbers, as long as we expand the publicity"

White air was exhaled from Cyrus' mouth, and he had a déjà vu of a giant dragon breathing out flames.

"There are what we don't have, and the most important thing is money, material things, and some trivial family magic as attractions." Cyrus firmly remembered what Professor Binns told him,

"People are contradictory, Hermione~ Maybe wizards who enjoy the atmosphere of our association also have material difficulties or desires"

Hermione raised her hand, and the gathered ice crystals scattered around the two of them,

"I thought about the day when we would meet pure blood, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." She, who had listened to Professor Binns's lecture with him, had already guessed this day,

Standing by the lake, looking at the vast and boundless black lake, with his hands behind his back, the decorative fur ball on the shawl was blown left and right,

Cyrus stood behind, took off his scarf, tied it around her neck, and looked in the same direction she was looking.