Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 60 Give him a lesson

"Humph!"

Even though he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, the words had already come out of his mouth. In such a situation, it was already somewhat impossible to ask him to take them back.

So, Ron had no choice but to hang his neck, still making a tough posture, and confronted Draco.

And Draco, who had originally planned to be patient, finally darkened completely following Ron's words.

"It seems that your poor Weasley father not only didn't give you new clothes and a new wand... He didn't even teach you the most basic manners that a pure-blood family should have!?"

Goyle and Clark stood behind Draco, listened to his words, recovered from the shock, looked at his back, and couldn't help but get weird.

"Looks like you're always like this..."

The two of them thought together in their hearts.

"What did you say!"

Ron's face flushed with anger and blood for a moment, he stretched out his hand, picked up the wand on the table in the box, and pointed it straight at Draco.

"What qualifications do you have to say about my father! At least he wasn't a Death Eater before!"

"Ron, don't!"

Seeing that things were getting out of control, Harry hurriedly reached out and grabbed Ron's sleeve, hoping to calm him down.

"Leave me alone, Harry! This guy insulted my dad! I've got to show him something!"

Dazed by anger, Ron shook off Harry's hand, and said to Draco through gritted teeth with the wand raised high.
"Excellent...excellent..."

Draco's face was dark and ugly, and the veins were faintly bulging from his temples, throbbing... This shows the violent ups and downs of his emotions at the moment.

"Gall!"

Draco yelled!
Goyle, who had been waiting for the order behind him, heard Draco's voice, and suddenly let out a malicious smile.

He squeezed his finger bones, made a crisp "crack" sound, and then took a step forward, reaching out to teach Ron a lesson.

"Wait!"

But just as he was about to pass Draco, Draco's hand grabbed his shirt and pulled him back abruptly.

"What are you going to do?!"

While speaking, he reached out and stuffed the notebook that had been under his ribs from the beginning into his arms.

"Help me get the gift my uncle gave me...I want to teach this rude man for his father myself!"

Immediately, he stopped looking at Goyle, but unhurriedly untied the robe that was originally on his body, and locked his eyes on Ron.

"Would you like to use that wand of yours and meet me for a moment?"

Looking at the staff in Ron's hands who didn't know how long it had been used, Draco laughed.

"what……"

Listening to Draco's words, Ron froze for a moment, but didn't realize what he meant.

In fact, his original intention of picking up the wand was just to scare the other party and give himself some momentum.

After all, as a little wizard who hasn't entered school yet, Ron doesn't know any magic at all.

The only help this and the wand could offer in his hands at the moment was as a poker stick to poke Draco's ass.

"Uh... I mean, of course!"

But soon, as tough as Ron was, he gave a positive answer again.

"If you have the ability, let your two dog legs go away! Let's have a fair contest like wizards!!"

Ron's calculations were extremely shrewd...

In his opinion, they were all the same age anyway, even if Draco's family was rich, it was impossible to teach him any powerful offensive spells in just a vacation.

At most, it's just like my mother, using a "renewal" lightly.

The real tricky thing was the two fat guys behind him who were completely unequal in tonnage!
If there was a real fight, he and Harry (Harry said he didn't know why it was counted...) would never be the opponents of those two guys, and could only be beaten up.

But if he used his intelligence to force Draco to give up his greatest advantage... Then he could take this wand and poke Draco's ass hard!

Anyway, he has absolute self-confidence, like that kind of rich boy who shrinks in a mansion, how can he be his opponent when it comes to fighting.

Thinking of this, Ron's face already showed the confidence to win.

He couldn't help pushing his chest higher, looked at Draco with contempt, and continued:
"What? Could it be that your Malfoy family only wants to rely on the people under their hands to bully the few?"

"puff……"

Draco smiled even more happily, and even his originally dark expression became alive again.

"No, like you said—"

While Draco was talking, his hand slowly moved down, reached into the robe, and touched his wand skillfully.

"Let's fight like wizards!"

With a sound of "Shua!", the wand pierced the air, let out a sharp scream, and pointed directly at Ron, who was also holding a wand.

And Draco's expression became serious the moment he pulled out his wand.

Apparently, anyone could have seen the difference, if only in the way the two held their wands.

"The battle between wizards is often accompanied by irreversible danger. So when you are really confronting a wizard with a stick, don't think about dueling etiquette! It is the real etiquette to kill the opponent with your fastest speed! "

The words Charlie had spoken to him at the mansion flashed through Draco's mind.

So without the slightest hesitation, Draco's wand moved quickly from his hand.

"SERPENSORTIA (Oolong out)!!"

A string of perfect incantations were quickly uttered from his mouth, and Draco's trembling wrists stopped immediately——

"Peng!"

There was a muffled sound at the top of the brown-purple hawthorn wand, and the whole thing exploded.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of gray mist gushed out, and slowly solidified from the exploded tip of the staff, turning into a long black phosphorous snake with a triangular head and rhombic eyes.

"Pfft..."

The long snake fell from the air into the carriage, as if hitting Ron's heart.

"Hiss...ha!!!"

Finally, with the neighing of the black snake, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Hey! Wait, maybe we should all calm down."

Under the crisis, facing the long snake that suddenly appeared and was ready to go, Harry stood up without hesitation and stood between Draco and Ron.

"Get out of the way! Harry Potter."

Draco stared at Harry, who stood in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment, then frowned again.

"It was this guy who provoked me, and he raised his wand to me first. Now I have to teach him a lesson!"

　Repeat it again every night at eight o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)