Chapter 541

"Write a detailed analysis of the planetary motion that will affect you next month, with your personal chart as evidence," Professor trawley snapped, not in the same elegant and delicate tone as usual, but rather like Professor McGonagall. "You have to hand in your homework next Monday, and you can't miss it for any reason."

That's the consequence, imitation and greeting.

Fanlin didn't want to understand the use of this damned divination and astrology. He usually did it for me. Now, on the first day of school, Professor trawley left them a lot of homework.

Maybe I should talk to Professor McGonagall and cancel my divination?

It seems to be very feasible.

"Poor old bat," said Ron bitterly, as they were joining the stream of people going down the stairs for dinner in the auditorium. "With so much homework to do for a whole week, it would be..."

"A lot of homework?" Hermione caught up with them and said happily, "Professor Walter didn't give us any homework at all!"

"My God, how wonderful Professor Walter is Said Ron sullenly.

They came to the entrance of the auditorium, which was full of people queuing for meals.

As soon as they joined the end of the line, they heard a loud voice from behind: "Weasley! Hi, Weasley

Harry, Ron, vaseline and Hermione turned around.

Malfoy waved a Daily Prophet in his hand and spoke so loud that everyone in the auditorium could hear him.

"Listen to the news!"

"New troubles for the Minister of magic, special correspondent Rita Skeeter reports: it seems that the minister's troubles are not over yet.

Recently, the Minister of magic was fired for his poor performance in controlling the crowd in the world cup, and he was still unable to give a reasonable explanation for the disappearance of a witch. Yesterday, he was in a new predicament because of Arnold Weasley's eccentric behavior, mistaken for a robber

Malfoy raised his head.

"Think about it. They didn't even write his name right, Weasley, as if it didn't exist at all, right?" He said cheerfully.

Now everyone in the dining room is listening to him.

Malfoy shook the newspaper, stood it up, and then read: "Arnold Weasley, who was charged with owning a flying car two years ago, was involved in a dispute with several police officers handling robbery cases for possession of some offensive items: Mr. Weasley seems to have been helped by" magic eye "Alastair moody The former minister, unable to distinguish between handshake and attempted robbery, retired. So naturally, when Mr. Weasley arrived at Mr. Moody's heavily guarded residence, Mr. modi again mistakenly pressed the alarm. Mr. Weasley had to explain that he was able to get rid of the police.

But he would not answer the Daily Prophet's question: Why did he involve the minister in such an impolite and embarrassing situation? "

Malfoy looks like a professional announcer, or they can host a Hogwarts voice with Malfoy as the anchor.

That's a good idea.

Malfoy seemed to want to find something more interesting. He went through the new prophet's daily.

"And another picture, Weasley!" Malfoy said. He flicked the newspaper with his finger and lifted it up. "It's a picture of your mom and dad standing in front of their house. It would be better if your mother were thinner, wouldn't she

Ron was shaking with anger.

Everyone was staring at him.

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry said, "it's normal, Ron..."

"Oh, by the way, you're living with them this summer, aren't you, Potter?"

Malfoy quipped, "so tell me, is his mother really that fat, or is she just fat in this picture?"

"Do you know what your mother is like? Malfoy? " Said Harry.

Now, he and Hermione grab Ron behind his coat to stop him from pouncing on Malfoy

"She looks like there's shit under her nose? Is she the same? Or is it just being with you? " There was a flush of pink on Malfoy's pale face. How dare you scold my mother

"Then shut your mouth." Said Harry.

Fanlin had to cheer for Harry. It seemed that Harry had the ability to fight Malfoy.

Harry won't lose too much to Malfoy.

Malfoy was pale, he couldn't make up his mind, and the damned fellow was here.

"Maybe you should really learn how to speak, Malfoy." Fanlin said casually, "and I advise you not to do stupid things, just like your father, maybe he doesn't know how stupid he is. He can never distinguish the form, and what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, he doesn't know how stupid he is

Malfoy didn't seem to listen at all. His face was blue and white, and he was ready to explode."Let's go." Said Fanlin.

If put in the first few semesters, Fanlin did not mind what lessons he had given Malfoy.

But now

When he realized how far he could reach, he lost interest in such things.

Boring?

That's probably what it means.

Harry nodded. He and van Lin grabbed Ron's arm from left to right, trying to take Ron out.

Bang!

A few people screamed - Harry felt a white, hot thing exploding behind him, but the power He reached for his wand in a hurry. But before he could reach the wand, he heard another big bang And the huge reverberation in the dining room.

This time it was Fanlin's turn to be surprised.

Malfoy sent out the spell just now. His cane free spell and silent spell were easily blocked.

Curse yourself wrong?

Will a coma spell change into a morph spell when armor rebounds?

Fanlin swears that he didn't read it wrong. So, this mantra

"Oh no, come on!"

Harry made a turn.

Professor moody limped down the stairs, his wand in his hand, pointing to a ferret, shining on the stone floor where Malfoy had just stood.

The hall was silent and advanced, and they felt it was funny.

It's always Malfoy's provocation, but

No one moved except moody's. Moody turned to look at Harry - until now his normal eye looked at Harry, and the other looked at the back of his head.

"Did he hurt you?" Modi growled.

"No," said Harry, "stopped."

"Don't touch it!" Moody's roared.

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