Chapter 159： news

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Chapter 159

Just listen to Malfoy arrogantly saying, "This is not where you should be, Weasley."

"The school didn't prohibit the prefect from coming here." Percy said coldly, emphasizing the identity of the prefect.

Malfoy sneered, and said maliciously, "I hope you won't crash zìjǐ in this dark corridor."

Percy did not give in, "You need to respect the prefect. I don't like your attitude. Slytherin deducts five points."

Malfoy snorted coldly, "I hope you will always speak so hard."

He said no more, he had already seen Harry and Ron walking by, "How long have you two eaten in the auditorium? I have been looking for you for a long time. I want to show you something interesting."

Malfoy ignored Percy, motioned Harry and Ron to follow him, and walked towards the end of the tunnel.

"That was Peter Weasley just now?" Malfoy couldn't tell who the Weasleys were. They had too many children and it was hard to tell.

"It's Percy." Ron subconsciously corrected him.

"No matter who he is." Malfoy said coldly, "I noticed recently. He has been sneaking around here. I know what he wants to do. He wants to catch Slytherin's heir. He doesn't look at him either. who is it."

He ridiculed, and said coldly, "I don't know if his luck will always be so good."

Ron squinted his eyes and asked unexpectedly, "Will you attack him?"

Malfoy said disapprovingly, "Why should I attack him? He is the enemy of the heir, and the heir will naturally deal with him."

Harry couldn't help but blurted out, "Are you the heir?" But he held it back, knowing that he couldn't ask directly.

Malfoy stopped in front of an empty stone wall.

"What's the new password?" he muttered to himself.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. How could they know that they had to be silent.

Fortunately, Malfoy didn't really intend to ask them. He quickly remembered, "Oh, yes, it's a thoroughbred." Malfoy said to himself.

Hermione under the invisibility cloak had a nausea and couldn't help but slander. "Slytherin is really shameless. There is no purebred wizard at all. They still shamelessly put the purebred on their mouths every day."

But she then remembered that George once said that all disputes are disputes of interest, advertised as pure blood, but just to discriminate against others with integrity. Pure blood is only a means, discrimination and interests are the ends. After all, since Voldemort's appearance, Slytherin's students have contracted the worship of the devil and have become a bad kind since childhood.

She couldn't help but slander, "Perhaps only after Voldemort is killed by us, Slytherin can return to a normal college. I really want to see the gods in the hearts of these bad boys at that time, the devil they bowed down and feared, What would it be like to be killed by a wizard they look down on."

The stone door hidden behind the stone wall slowly separated, Malfoy walked in with his head swaggered, Harry, Ron followed closely behind, and Hermione slipped in quietly.

The Slytherin common room is a crypt-like basement, low and long. The walls and ceiling are rough boulders, and the round lamp is glowing green, and it is chained and hung from the ceiling.

The weird arrangement made people wonder whether it was for the living or the dead. Seeing this scene, Harry and Ron couldn't help but shudder.

Fortunately, there is still a strange atmosphere here, and a bonfire is burning in a beautifully carved fireplace in front. The raging flames made crackling sounds from time to time, splashing sparks at the starting point.

Harry couldn't help but sneered, "At least the campfire is not green, otherwise the pale faces of the few Slytherin students sitting next to him, the pitch-black robes, and the alive demons and ghosts." For a while, he said again. zìjǐ was not happy to choose Slytherin's wisdom.

"You guys are waiting here." Malfoy said to Harry and Ron, motioning them to two empty chairs away from the campfire, not next to the other students, "I'll get it here, and my father will give me a ride. Something coming."

Harry and Ron secretly guessed what it would be, but they weren't Gore and Crabbe after all, so they couldn't guess Malfoy's thoughts, so they had to pretend to be relaxed.

After a while, Malfoy walked back happily with a briefing-like thing, and he threw it straight to Crabbe. "You will laugh when you see it," he said.

Harry saw Ron's eyes widened in astonishment. Ron quickly read the briefing, reluctantly squeezed a smile on his swollen face, and then handed it to Harry.

Harry took the newspaper, which was cut from the Daily Prophet. It says that Arthur Weasley of the Ministry of Magic, as the director of the Muggle abuse investigation department, secretly applied magic to a Muggle car. Violated relevant laws and was fined fifty gallons.

This modified magic car traversed more than half of Britain and crashed into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in September this year. A director of the school, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, recently called the Ministry of Magic and asked Mr. Weasley to resign.

"Arthur Weasley knew the law and violated the law, which damaged the reputation of the Ministry of Magic." Mr. Malfoy commented to our reporter. "He is obviously not a qualified official, and he is not suitable to make laws for us. He and his absurd Muggle The protection law should leave together immediately."

Mr. Weasley did not comment on this, but his wife asked the reporter to leave, otherwise her ghouls would be released to bite them.

"Yes, isn't it interesting?" Malfoy asked enthusiastically.

"Hahaha" Harry smiled dryly.

"Arthur Weasley likes Muggles so much. UU Reading should take away his wand and make him a Muggle." Malfoy said contemptuously, "The behavior of the Weasley family , It’s a shame for a purebred wizard."

Listening to Malfoy's words, Ron's fat, swollen face twisted.

Seeing this scene, Malfoy asked fiercely, "What's wrong with you, Crabbe?" Inexplicably, who is this idiot trying to face?

"I have a stomachache." Ron blushed and groaned.

"You must have eaten too much. Go to yīyuàn, remember to kick the mudbloods that have turned to stone for me." Malfoy immediately believed Crabbe's words, which is too much for him. The behavior.

Malfoy continued, "What makes me most curious is that the Daily Prophet didn't report any Hogwarts attacks." He then realized it again, and said thoughtfully, "This must be Dumbledore. He wanted to cover up Lido's hands and feet. Because if he didn't do this, he would be fired."

(To be continued.)