Chapter 446： Hard times

Chapter 446 Difficulties arise

 “Lost?”

Higgs stared at the situation on the table, then looked at his hand, and after confirming that there was no chance of turning defeat into victory, he took a deep breath and simply admitted defeat.

At this moment, Higgs couldn't help but slumped in his chair, falling into self-doubt. Just now he had lost two wizard card games in a row, and the way he lost the games made him feel inexplicable.

By the way, what is the name of that beautiful red-haired girl? As a member of the Wizard Card Club, Higgs has no impression of this person in his mind. Maybe the person who defeated him was not a member of the Wizard Card Club at all. .

As soon as Higgs stood up from the chair, he saw Katrina, who was in the same class, chatting with the red-haired girl who looked similar to her.

Higgs already remembered who this person was, the Ravenclaw genius Isobel McDougal.

 Such a person would actually come to participate in a wizard card competition?

It’s incredible.

Higgs admitted that Isobel was a genius, but it was still a bit hard for him to accept being defeated by a genius who had not played the wizard card much.

Just when he returned to the Slytherin table, a familiar voice came from not far away.

“Higgs, is the so-called wizard card game really that fun?”

The boy he was talking to was called Meng Tai, and the guy showed a weird smile.

Higgs knew that Montaigne disdained playing the wizard card. This was largely due to the fact that the inventor of the wizard card, Albert Anderson, was a Muggle wizard. It was a common problem for most Slytherin students to despise Muggle wizards, even if they knew what they were facing. Right, the most talented wizard at Hogwarts, and this arrogance still hasn't gone away.

“Actually, the Wizard card is quite interesting, and if you win the championship, you will get ten Galleons.” Higgs responded casually. He also knew that most of the players on Marcus Flint's team had a very bad relationship with Albert, but Higgs actually didn't like this because he was not very "social". The situation in the team is a bit awkward.

Perhaps Captain Marcus Flint will kick him out of the team next term and find a new Seeker to replace him.

Marcus Flint glanced at the wizard card game opposite, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Kenneth Toller. Ever since he successfully took off the opponent's pants last time, he could always feel Kenneth Toller's... Le's undisguised hostility towards him.

However, this is also a matter of course.

Before Flint stood up and left, a malicious smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He made several provocative gestures towards Kenneth Toler, and then left the hall in a swaggering manner.

Kenneth Toler will not give up revenge. Flint knows this very well. He needs to give the other party a chance to revenge.

Ten minutes later, in a boys' bathroom on the third floor of Hogwarts Castle, Kenneth Toler was disarmed with his wand and pinned down on the cold floor, while Marcus Flint stood beside him. Beside him, there was a malicious smile on his lips.

“What an idiot, you think I’m going to keep making the same mistake?”

 Since he was attacked by a sneak attack last time, how could Marcus Flint not be prepared for the sneak attack of the Disguise Curse?

Kenneth Toller was provoked by him, and as expected he couldn't help it, and was about to use the Disillusionment Curse to sneak attack him. Gryffindors were indeed a bunch of brainless idiots.

asshole!

Kenneth Toler, who was pressed on the floor, was going crazy. He was not afraid of Flint, but he didn't expect that the other party had help, so he was attacked by surprise.

If I had asked a few more people to help me, how could I have ended up like this?

“Okay, my time is limited, I hope the toilet won’t resent your head.” Flint grabbed Kenneth Toller’s head and dragged him to the toilet next to him while laughing.

 “You seem to be very unwilling.”

"I was just deceived. How could I believe the... nonsense about Albert and the Weasley twins?" Kenneth Toller said through gritted teeth.

His head was forced into the toilet by Flint, and the **** flushed the toilet. A feeling of suffocation came, and Kenneth Toler's head was pulled up, but he was already knocked unconscious by the stun spell. .

 “What are you going to do?” Montague asked.

"What else can we do?" Flint shrugged helplessly towards his friends, and stuffed Kenneth Toller back into the toilet. "We haven't even gone to them to settle the accounts yet, and they have to wait. Come to find yourself first."

 In fact, they all knew Kenneth Toller's little thoughts. He mentioned the brothers Albert and Weasley just to let them cause trouble for each other.

No matter who wins or loses in the end, Kenneth Toller can vent his grievances.

 Marcus Flint did not intend to back down. He had actually learned from the sidelines long ago that all this was most likely related to Albert Anderson's small group.

 He was going to settle the account with them last time as well as this time.

 “Albert Anderson is not easy to mess with.”

Although they looked down on Muggle wizards, even they had to admit Albert's genius title, and when dealing with him, Slytherin had never had an advantage.

"I know." Flint's expression was ferocious. "I admit that he is indeed a genius, but he is only a third-year student. No matter how powerful he is, there is a limit."

No one dares to deny Albert's magic level, but Flint has never worried about this problem, even if it is true that he cannot defeat Albert one-on-one.

What about one-to-many?

 Just get rid of a few of Albert's friends first and strip him of his boost. Everyone swarmed forward again. Even if Albert was indeed a rare genius wizard, he could not be the opponent of a group of them.

 As for despicable?

That group of guys were even more despicable than him, and he didn't forget that it was those **** who first found a group of people to threaten them.

 Now I am just using the same method to deal with them.

"That guy is being touted as the second Dumbledore. He may be a little wet, but his strength is undoubted. I suggest you go back and find more people and make a detailed plan." Montague suggested. He and Albert Being in the same class as Special, he was naturally very aware of Albert's reputation. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had to admit that he was very powerful. Otherwise, how could he have embarrassed many Slytherin students in the first grade?

 Don’t forget, he has been in school for almost three years now, and he is definitely more powerful than before.

 All the Slytherin students in the toilet were silent. Not one of them refuted Montague's words, and they obviously felt guilty about being in contact with Albert.

 (End of this chapter)