[HP] The Last Demon King

Eridings and Malfoy returned to the common room, and she was about to go back to the girls' dormitory, but Malfoy called her from behind: "Eridings, I have something to say."

So Eridins went with him to an empty classroom outside the cellar.

Malfoy held out his hand to her after sitting down in the chair.

Before Eridins could understand, he pulled her over and sat on his lap. Malfoy put his head on her shoulder and said in a low voice, "...Suppose, I mean if, if What if Diqi lost to Potter again?"

"so what?"

"You don't understand, it's very important."

"Why do you want to outdo Potter in everything?" Aridins asked in bewilderment.

"Am I not as good as that scarred head with no reputation? Malfoy should be the best, no matter what it is." There was a hint of jealousy in Malfoy's voice.

"Of course you are," Eridins wrote. "I'm sitting here, not Harry Potter, and that's the best proof."

Malfoy's arms tightened around her, and he raised his head from her shoulders, as if thinking of that disgusting scene, his handsome face distorted: "Do you dare to sit on it and try?"

Malfoy remembered something, his face stiffened, and his voice drew out: "I almost forgot—why did you call me Malfoy in front of them?"

"I thought you didn't want people to think we were close." Eridins retorted.

Malfoy shot her a sideways look: "I told you that you could call me Draco, and that's nothing - just wait and see if I hear you call me Malfoy next time."

Yes, Eridins corrected in her mind.

The next day, as soon as Eridins entered the auditorium, she felt many stares with obvious hostility.

She walked to her seat without turning her eyes and sat down. Today's breakfast has her favorite yellow peach-flavored buns.

"Those mongrel dogs are starting to move." Zabini sneered, and the silver fork pierced the fried eggs on the plate.

"Draco, you are so pitiful, just because you said a few truths, oh..." Parkinson looked for the palm marks that had disappeared on Malfoy's face with tears in his eyes.

Nott came over, and he looked down at Malfoy: "...For the sake of our two families, I have to advise you, a pure blood will not allow a mudblood to touch him, if I am You, I'll cut off that Mudblood's hand."

His expression was very serious, and he didn't feel that he was joking at all.

After speaking, he returned to his position.

Malfoy pierced the fried bacon on the plate viciously with a fork: "What right does he have to say that to me—"

"Every pureblood who hasn't been slapped by a Mudblood is qualified to say this to you." Zabini frowned, and said mercilessly, "This time you have lost face for all purebloods."

Malfoy dropped his fork in a huff and left.

"It's unbelievable—he'd have a Mudblood get beaten—" Zabini was still complaining after Malfoy had left.

"Can't you just say a few words less?" Parkinson looked at him complainingly.

Eridins left the auditorium with her yellow peach flavored bun.

Hooch was already waiting there when Aridens walked to the stadium. Aridens was the first student to arrive. After a while, the Gryffindor and Slytherin students left one after another. Come, Malfoy is among them, followed by Goyle and Clark.

Although Slytherin and Gryffindor had never given each other good looks in the past, it was especially serious today. There was a clear divide between the students of the two colleges, and no one seemed to be able to see the other.

"What are you doing standing so far away?" Huo Qi said, "Okay, grab your brooms and hurry up, we will learn some acceleration techniques today."

The students of the two colleges reluctantly joined together.

"Selwyn, look for me on the ground, who made a mistake." Hooch said.

Eridins participated in every flight lesson as Hooch's assistant on the ground. After all, you can't ask a broom to understand the word "get up".

"Rickman, the take-off posture is wrong." Every time a problem is found, Eridins needs to mark it in large characters in the air, and the person who is pointed out will be reprimanded by Huo Qi. This is an offending person. Work, it used to be fine, but today Eredins just pointed out a Gryffindor boy, and they looked angry, as if Eredins was talking nonsense.

When the next two happened to be Gryffindors, their anger was palpable: "She's finding fault! Why is she telling us what to do down there when she can't even ride a broom herself?"

"Why? Let's talk about it after you have surpassed her in theory." Malfoy stopped the broom and laughed.

"Hermione's theoretical grades are also perfect, and she has practical grades, does Selwyn have?" Potter's broom tip was facing Malfoy.

"Scarhead, there are dementors behind you." Malfoy said coldly.

"I was absolutely right just now! She framed me on purpose." Rickman, who was first pointed out by Eredines, said dissatisfiedly, and the students in the air stopped their brooms in mid-air one after another.

"Rickman, what kind of person do you think you are, with your little technology, you still need others to frame you?" Antonio Payne said loudly.

"Go away, you traitor, I was blind to be friends with you before," Rickman said.

"I'm ashamed to tell people that I know you." Payne said not to be outdone.

"Just wag your tail in Slytherin, maybe they'll let you lick your shoes—" he said aloud.

Payne blushed. He was a half-blood, but he had always wanted to enter the pure-blood circle. This was not uncommon in Slytherin, but it was undoubtedly full of irony to be said by the Gryffindor at this moment.

"Don't argue with him—" Ledger said. "He's jealous, because Slytherin didn't want him."

"What did you say?" Rickman pointed angrily at all the Slytherin people: "If the hat told me to go into Slytherin, I would turn around and take the train home! This evil place—"

"Don't shake it, fat pig, think about the poor broom under you, it's going to fall apart." It was Parkinson who spoke.

"What are you doing? Don't talk, concentrate on practicing!" Huo Qi, who was on the other side, noticed the abnormality here and said loudly.

"Mrs. Hooch is partial to Selwyn. As you know, Selwyn has never even ridden a broom, but she always gives her O grades." Weasley said unfairly.

"Mrs. Hooch sympathizes with her because she's a mute and a bastard—" whispered Laurie, still heard by some around.

"What did you say? Say it again?" Malfoy had already turned the broom around, but now he turned around again, squinting dangerously at Laurie.

"So what? She's a wild—" Before Laurie finished speaking, Malfoy ran towards him on a broom. Although Laurie tried to avoid it, he was still knocked off the broom, flying There was a sudden chaos, students from the two colleges bumped into each other and beat each other, and soon some students fell from the sky like dumplings.

"Stop! Stop!" Hooch yelled angrily, and had to ride a broom to separate the irrational students.

Aridins didn't hear what they were saying on the ground, but saw them arguing, and then Malfoy was provoked by a Gryffindor boy, knocking him off his broom, and then sparked a dispute between the two houses. Melee.

There were two broomsticks colliding in the air in a furious chase, Malfoy and Potter.

When Hooch drove Potter, who was riding a rocket crossbow, and Malfoy, who was riding Nimbus 2001, off the broom on the comet provided by the school, there was no one else in the air, and there was a wailing of broken arms and legs on the ground.

"What the hell—" Huo Qi was furious: "None of you are allowed to leave, I'll go and invite your dean here."

Aridins walked over to Malfoy: "What happened?"

"...some people need to be taught a lesson because their mouths are too cheap." Malfoy replied evasively, his breathing was still a little short, as if he was still angry.

After a while, Hooch came back, followed by Snape and McGonagall with livid faces, and Pomfrey who hurriedly brought a large pack of bandage medicine.

"Merlin, look at what you have done!" Pomfrey blamed, and immediately began to treat the nearest person.

Snape's eyes turned around the standing people: "Who took the lead in making trouble first?" His almost sure eyes fixed on Potter.

"It wasn't Harry, it was Malfoy who knocked Laurie off the broom first!" cried Finnigan, who was slightly injured and was sitting on the ground rubbing his buttocks.

"Malfoy, is that so?"

"No, sir." Malfoy said slowly, "It was an accident, I was riding a little too fast, and I was practicing my acceleration skills."

"That's right, Professor, I saw Laurie himself suddenly appear, and we can all testify," Parkinson said.

"You're lying, Professor McGonagall, I swear he did it on purpose!" Laurie yelled, lying on the ground sweating from pain.

The two colleges began to accuse each other again, saying that the other was lying.

"Zabini, come here and tell me what's going on," Snape said.

Zabini walked over and began to narrate what happened in the air, what he said was no different from what Malfoy said, Laurie immediately retorted: "He lied! Malfoy bumped into me on purpose, because I said Selwyn— He suddenly realized something and stopped, but it was too late, Snape twisted a smile: "What did you say?"

No one answered, Snape's face changed: "Say!"

Laurie's face was pale, and Zabini lowered his voice to say something to Snape, which Eridins heard, and she knew why Malfoy was furious.

"Professor McGonagall, did you hear?" Snape turned to McGonagall with a smile.

McGonagall really wanted someone to stand up and tell her that no one in Gryffindor had said such vicious things, but all the Gryffindor students were silent, and it was obvious that Zabini was not making things up.

"You guys let me down so much." McGonagall's face was as pale as Laurie's, her upper and lower lips kept trembling, and she stared at Gryffindor: "Gathering a crowd to fight and insult classmates...Gryffindor deducted two hundred points ...Professor Snape, do you agree?" She looked at Snape wearily.

"I have no objection. The Slytherin students who acted violently in order to maintain the friendship between classmates are also at fault. I am willing to deduct [-] points from Slytherin." Snape had a cold smile on his lips.