Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 267 President!

Maureen glanced at Tiffany casually, stopped responding, and took out "Advanced Curse and Transformation" from his schoolbag, and read it on his own.

Tiffany was very annoyed at Maureen's attitude of ignoring her.Pearson's face on the other side was so gloomy that he was about to wring out water, but they didn't know how to get angry.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and then a person walked in, his eyes slowly falling on Mo Lin.

"Are you new here?"

Maureen raised his head, and saw a boy in Slytherin uniform standing in front of him. This boy had a well-defined face, as if carved out with a carving knife, with regular features, raised eyebrows, and long wine-red hair. Draped over the shoulders, it looks extraordinarily handsome.

When the other members saw this boy, the arrogance in their eyes was slightly weakened by three points, and there was even inexplicable awe.

"Yes, may I ask who you are—" Mo Lin looked at the boy in front of him suspiciously.

"Are you blind? You don't even know our president?" Pearson scolded from the side.

President?

Maureen nodded slightly. Constance, who won No.4 in Transfiguration in the Dumbledore Cup last year, stood up and extended his hand politely, and said, "I heard Professor Kane say that you are Constance. You Well, my name is Maureen Walker, a sophomore."

"A low-grade student who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth! Can you be any more stupid? You can also say the name of the president directly? Is it not big or small, uneducated?" Pearson said viciously beside him.

Constance, the president of the GHRS club, just looked at Maureen coldly. Maureen wanted to shake hands, but he didn't move and looked arrogant.

Mo Lin's hand just stopped in the air, and the other party didn't even bother to shake hands with him.

The air was strangely quiet.

Mo Lin frowned slightly, and he glanced lightly at Pearson who was jumping up and down beside him, and then at Constance with his arms crossed, feeling very ridiculous in his heart.

What age is it, the president of a student association is still playing such a strange official authority, and Pearson is even more ridiculous to say that Mo Lin is uneducated?
A truly educated person, when others extend their hands to greet you, you should also extend your own hand to greet you, instead of crossing your arms and looking like you are the only one in the world.

Mo Lin has always only respected people who are truly worthy of respect. If others treat him well, he will respect them. If he doesn't respect him, he will not post back.

He sat down again indifferently, didn't care about anything, continued to read his book, and didn't bother with Constance.

But when Mo Lin sat down, the students present were in an uproar. How dare this second-year freshman sit down without paying attention to the president of the GHRS club?
"Did I tell you to sit down?" Constance said indifferently.

Mo Lin replied without raising his head: "Why? Doesn't this club even allow people to sit?"

He really disliked this kind of bureaucratic student association, even a place like the Ministry of Magic, after all, it was a place to work, but what is this student association?Everyone came here to learn and improve themselves, and to win honor for Hogwarts in the competition, but they still want to play the official role?

A small club minister, really takes himself seriously?
If the other party shook his hand and greeted him politely, Maureen might respect the president politely, but with Constance's attitude, he was in no mood to flatter him.

Respect is based on the principles of both sides, rather than simply giving on one side, and Mo Lin doesn't need to make himself too humble.

"I don't like your tone of voice, boy." Constance looked at Maureen coldly, "You should follow our club's rules when you enter our club."

"Is it the rule of your club to make things difficult for newcomers everywhere?" Mo Lin responded indifferently.

Ever since he joined the club, he has been ridiculed by Pearson. When he first came to this club, everyone was standing by and watching Pearson make things difficult for him. Now, unexpectedly, the president of a club is going to give him a blow.

"You don't like the rules of our club, you can leave." Constance said coldly.

"You're right, I really don't like it."

Mo Lin closed the book "Advanced Spells and Transfiguration", pulled out his schoolbag, and prepared to leave.

He didn't want to join this kind of club. If Professor Kane and Professor Flitwick hadn't invited him so solemnly, he wouldn't want to have anything to do with this so-called genius club.

However, Pearson suddenly caught a glimpse of the book on Molin's desk, held it down, and laughed brazenly again: "Advanced Spells and Transfiguration"? Are you actually reading this kind of senior magic book? You Pretending to be a wolf with a big tail? Can you, a second-grade student, understand this book?"

Mo Lin doesn't like these people more and more. Does he even have to be sarcastic when he reads this book now?

"If you have spare time to care about what other people read, why not spend more time learning how to behave." Mo Lin said coldly.

"you wanna die!"

Pearson pulled out his wand suddenly, but Maureen's speed was not slow, and the two spells collided in the air instantly, making a loud bang.

Maureen and Pearson each took a step back.

The two seemed to be living in peace, and the spell was cancelled, but Pearson's heart was full of turmoil, because he almost failed to dissolve Mo Lin's spell in such an instant confrontation.

The speed at which Maureen cast the spell was not at all the response a second-year student should have.

"Stop! Pearson, what are you doing?" Suddenly another boy walked in from the outside. This boy was tall and strong. He rushed over quickly and stopped between the two of them.

"Are you OK?"

To Maureen's surprise, this boy turned out to be Newstar of Hufflepuff, that student who was very talented in Quidditch, but he was unexpectedly a member of this club.

"I'm fine." Mo Lin also considered Newstar to be acquainted, and the other party was not as arrogant as the others, so he would naturally respond politely.

"It's fine, Pearson, are you ashamed to do something to a junior?" Newstar turned to look at Pearson.

"Mind your own business, Newstar!"

Pearson held his wand tightly. He almost suffered a loss when he used the whipping spell on Maureen just now. He was even more annoyed with Maureen now, but it was impossible for him to tell the truth in front of so many people.

"I have to take care of this, Pearson." Newstar said forcefully, "You should know that, except for magic training, private hands are not allowed."

"I hope you're not fighting?"

Professor Kane also came in from the outside. Seeing that something was wrong with the atmosphere here, Maureen and Pearson were still holding wands in their hands, and frowned slightly.

　(I want to talk about the title of the president. In fact, it really happened. If you read the news a while ago, about a certain university student union... At that time, I just had some thoughts... Think about you encountering this kind of What should a person do? What should the protagonist do? Swallow your breath? It doesn’t exist. Inspiration comes from life, doesn’t it? But I still tend to follow the route of adventure flow, and I will focus on adventure in the future. I’ll finish writing this soon.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)