v2 Chapter 28： tragic freckles

After the three of them went to several carriages.

Each carriage sees a different scene and encounters different people.

Some of the little wizards had a good attitude, some were cold, and some were extremely bad, and even wanted to use a magic wand on them, but William easily taught them a lesson.

When they reached the last carriage, there was a sound similar to a pile driver.

Clap~clap!

"Ouch, Goyle, take it easy, ah ah, bastard, that's the mouth!" Malfoy's voice came from inside.

"Clark, you try harder... hit... him... ass... ouch!"

"Potter, you bastard, that's hair!"

"You let go, Malfoy!"

"Potter, remove your hand from my chest first!"

"Weasley, it hurts!"

A series of words of tigers and wolves came from the carriage.

William even suspects that this is not the train to Hogwarts. Quick, let him get off!

He began to hesitate whether to open the door or not. Several people inside seemed to be doing something remarkable.

There are two children behind William. If they see the unbearable scene in the carriage, will it give them a bad memory?

Hermione didn't have so many worries. She opened the car door directly, stunned by the scene in front of her.

I saw five little wizards crowded in the carriage.

Each of them was disheveled... panting... tearing at each other.

Ron Weasley bit Crabbe's hand tightly and smashed his fist at his head like a mad rabbit.

A thin boy with dazzling hair was hugging Malfoy.

The two seemed to be wrestling in a competition, but neither of them fell. That scene was more like a passionate embrace.

William recognized the thin boy as Harry Potter, and the lightning scar on his forehead was too obvious.

There was also a fat mouse that was sleeping, but was hit on the head by the scattered snacks. In a fit of rage, it jumped up from the window sill and bit Goyle's nose with its sharp little teeth.

Gore jumped up and down in pain, slapped the fat mouse to the ground, and accidentally stepped on Malfoy's foot.

Gore is tall, and his foot is even more forceful.

Malfoy groaned in pain, and fell to the ground.

Before he fell to the ground, he inherited the traditional art of the Malfoy family and came with a "scorpion wagging tail", tripping over Harry, who had been wrestling with him.

The two were lying on the ground, still beating, as if no one would let go, all kinds of snacks fell on the ground.

"Malfoy, you're bullying people again!" Neville's face flushed, "With me Longbottom, you can't even think about it!"

Neville didn't know where the courage came from. He beat his chest, puffed up for himself, clenched his fists, and charged straight.

But before taking a step, a harsh, shrill cry sounded from the ground.

Neville stepped on the fat mouse's tail, and it shivered with pain, reaching the depths of its soul and biting Neville's ankle fiercely.

Neville felt something bit his foot, kicked his right foot forward, kicked a world wave, and kicked the mouse away.

The fat mouse slid through a graceful arc, just hit the window glass, only heard the sound of "pop", then fell off again, and fell into a pile of snacks on the windowsill.

It stood up in a daze, took two staggering steps forward, one foot was empty, and then fell from the window sill, just hitting the iron cross frame of the chair.

It finally couldn't stand up at all, and was knocked out by Neville, losing its ability to fight.

Neville was startled by the mouse, his calf softened, his body fell forward, and hit Harry on top of him.

The heavy weight brought Harry's head down, almost biologically, against Malfoy's face, followed by a warm touch.

The two mouths are tightly facing each other!

Draco was stunned, staring at Harry Potter in horror.

It seemed that the pause button had been pressed in the carriage, so Ron and Crabbe stopped fighting and looked at the two people on the ground in surprise.

It took about seven or eight seconds, maybe five or six minutes, or maybe an hour or two, before the two realized what had happened, finally separated their mouths, and continued to fight again.

"Quick! Separate them." Hermione screamed.

William took out the wand made by Cedric and said, "Quickly separate."

After being forcibly separated by magic, Ron panted heavily, sat on the chair, and said loudly, "William, you shouldn't stop me, you shouldn't!

I can hit ten by myself, I want to teach these bastards... Dare to speak ill of my father! "

William felt that Malfoy was really rude. He only provoked Neville at the train gate not long ago, and now he is bringing two friends everywhere to make trouble.

This is really the so-called pure-blooded Malfoy family. Are you sure it's not someone's unscrupulous little bastard?

Malfoy was not thinking of such things at this time, but Ron's words.

Ron familiarly called the boy in front of him William. They seemed to have known each other before and had a good relationship.

Since Malfoy met William in Diagon Alley last year, every time the two met, he would be particularly unlucky, like a nightmare, now again?

Especially in Malfoy's eyes, William was holding his wand and looking at him with a fierce face...

He began to practice brain supplementation skillfully.

After a while, Malfoy, who had already made up his mind to Romania, finally collapsed. He seemed to be sitting on the ground in shock, his hair was messy, and he said loudly, "Don't come here, don't come here ah ah ah!"

"..."

Seeing that the other party was overly frightened, William could only wave his wand helplessly: "Recover as before."

The robes on several people were restored to their original state, but the panda eyes on everyone's faces couldn't be removed, so they had to go to the sorting ceremony like this.

"Let's go quickly, or I'll be called a prefect."

Seemingly certain that William would not continue to attack, before Malfoy left, he spit on the carriage again, as if Harry had bad breath.

"It's not over, let's see!"

Malfoy said something useless and cruel, and ran away with his two little followers, only a few of them were left in the carriage.

Ron groped on the ground and finally found Scabbers in the corner.

He lifted Scabbers' tail and dragged it off the ground.

"I think it must have fallen stunned," Harry asked.

"No... I think, it may be dead!" Ron said in anguish: "My Banban, you died so miserably! You were killed by Malfoy's group of people, if you want revenge~www.novelhall.com ~Go to them, don't come to me."

William: "..."

Ron seemed really sad, he said loudly: "I will bury your body in the vegetable garden at home, so that the goblins won't disturb you... Poor, you only came from Percy to me, and you haven't had a good day. , so it went."

Ronti slipped Scabber's tail and swung it around, not like mourning, but more like corpse torture.

Scabbers finally woke up from the coma, it hung upside down in Ron's hands, pointed at Neville and squeaked.

"My Banban, are you alive again?" Ron became happy, he looked at Neville, "Friend, what's your name?"

"Neville, Neville Longbottom."

Neville hid behind William, seemingly afraid of being recognized by the mouse, and wanted to minimize his presence.

"Thank you, thank you for rushing over to help just now, Banban is always pointing at you, probably also thanking you." Ron smiled.

Neville, who never lied, was stunned and coughed, but he didn't object.

Sometimes white lies are the bridge to maintain a relationship.

Neville had a little bit of understanding of the meaning of what William said before.

At this moment, he still feels that maintaining the feelings between classmates is more important.

Spotted? Sorry, Neville says he's a good guy.

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Thanks to "BABYLON", "Evening Darkness の Rumiya", "0 Fish Ball Thick Noodles 09", the rewards of the three big guys~(^з^)-☆)

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