Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 176 The Collapsed Trio
Percy fell into confusion, and his decadence caught people off guard.

Draco took the opportunity to regroup and took control of the entire picket team in one fell swoop.

Never before had Slytherin enjoyed such solid power among the four Hogwarts houses.

It has to be said that Draco fought a beautiful turnaround.

With the courage to disregard life and death, he returned with the general trend, took the lead in gathering the power of the Snake Court, and then started negotiations with the Four Courts to further consolidate his power.

If it weren't for Percy Weasley's decadence, all Draco would do would be to make a wedding dress for Percy.

But obviously, Draco had premeditated.

He was sure that the fact that Professor Quirrell was the Dark Lord would have a great impact on Percy.

It was through Percy's decadence that he was able to use the cohesive force of the Snake House to shake off the leaderless other three houses in one fell swoop, and then reach the pinnacle of power among Hogwarts students as a mere second-year student.

Besides Percy, the only one who can compete with him is the Savior.

Both the Lion Court and the Badger Court have stood up to persuade Mr. Porter to participate in this power struggle.

But obviously, his mind is not here either.

"Harry, what's the matter with you?"

In the Gryffindor lounge, the three of them gathered around the fireplace, and Ron was dissatisfied.

"Don't do this, Ron, let him be quiet." Hermione said to Ron in disgust, "Harry must have encountered something, let him figure it out for himself, don't force him."

"Don't force him?" Ron seemed to have heard a big joke, he growled at Hermione in a low voice, "Look what has become of Gryffindor, those damn Slytherins, come here Our lounge..."

"Shut up, Ron," Hermione snapped angrily, "They're doing it to prove their innocence, at the price of humiliation, and you can't ask them to do more."

"How dare you speak for them?" Ron asked in disbelief.

"I'm not talking for anyone." Hermione looked angrier than him, "I'm talking about the facts, Ron, Draco did a good job, let him do it."

"Draco?"

The expression on Ron's face was more disgusting than the expression on the booger-scented Bibby's, "You actually called him Draco, damn it, have you become a Slytherin?"

"Gryffindor and Slytherin are just two houses of Hogwarts, not enemies. Don't look at all this with your narrow eyes." Hermione said dissatisfiedly, and showed that she didn't want to argue with him anymore expression.

"You are a traitor to Gryffindor, Hermione, and you are unworthy of..."

Ron was still babbling, but before he could say anything more harsh, Harry spoke up.

"Ron, don't say that about Hermione, she's not wrong."

Harry's words, in Ron's opinion, are the strongest backstabs.

His eyes widened and he looked at Harry incredulously, as if seeing a stranger.

"What's wrong with you all? Did Malfoy give you a love potion?" He stood up angrily, attracting the attention of everyone in the lounge.

Draco, who was talking to the Gryffindor students in the distance, looked at them suspiciously, but he didn't move further.

"My brother, what's the matter with you?"

One of the twins ran over and asked, and wanted to pull him to sit down—Ron at this time caused the whole lounge to fall into embarrassment, because there were many students from the Snake Academy here.

"Don't pull me." Ron took the lead completely. He shook off his brother's hand, scanned everyone in the lounge, and roared, "You were all cheated by Slytherin, and you will regret it."

Everyone blinked suspiciously, and looked at Malfoy in unison.

Malfoy shrugged, putting on an innocent look - I have to say, when the handsome Malfoy let go of his pride and put on an innocent look, he still looked very cute.

The way he is, nobody thinks he's evil.

In many cases, appearance is justice.

"Ron, you shouldn't destroy the unity of Hogwarts." Hermione stood up and yelled at Ron who left furiously.

"Are you going to be a Slytherin? Hermione." Ron turned his head and said angrily, "Can't you see that the power of the entire picket team is controlled by Malfoy?"

These words successfully made everyone's eyes focus on Malfoy again.

He shrugged aggrievedly, and stood up as if he had no choice but to stand up.

"Ron, I think you must have misunderstood something."

"Senior Evanna and Hermione are doing the picket team scheduling and time adjustment. Only their brains can handle those tedious and complicated tasks."

"To be honest, I'm just acting as a front."

After Draco finished speaking, he also put on a "merely useless, useless" expression.

"Yes, Ron." Hermione stood up and testified, "All the deployment of the picket team is done by me and Senior Sister Evanna. You misunderstood Draco."

"Go to hell." Ron broke down completely, shouted, and walked to his bedroom without looking back.

Draco looked at the twins, showing them an "aggrieved" look.

"Okay, Draco, ignore him, he's just jealous of you."

One of the twins said, then ran up to him and said, "Tell us about that interesting idea, Draco, I can't wait to make something destructive."

Draco nodded, sat back down again, and started talking about what he'd seen from Muggles to use as a prank.

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione ignored Ron's anger and left. Her impression of this man became worse and worse.

"I learned something about my parents, about their deaths..." Harry whispered to Hermione, "I don't know whether to believe it, Hermione, I have nowhere to ask for proof."

"Can you tell me?" Hermione asked, sitting next to him.

Harry thought for a moment, then shook his head and refused.

"Then go and prove it, Harry, since you know some clues, you will always find the key, and I will always support you." Hermione said to him.

Harry frowned, he remembered a name in Dobby's words, but then said discouragedly: "The person who knows the secret often makes things difficult for me, Hermione, I think it's hard for me to get it from him..."

"Snape?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked at Hermione in surprise, but he didn't say anything.

"He's the only one who often makes things difficult for you, Harry, it's not difficult to guess." Hermione's face didn't show any pride, she was used to her intelligence, "You have to try, Harry, you need me help?"

"No, I think you're right, Hermione, I'll find time to ask him, if I get the chance." Harry said thoughtfully.

"Go and see Ron, and persuade him to be less vexatious." Hermione said, patting Harry on the shoulder.

Harry nodded, sighed and lifted his spirits, and walked to his bedroom, nodding to Malfoy on the way.

Malfoy had asked him to join the picket team before, but Harry had declined.

His mind is really not on this.

(End of this chapter)