Dimensional slime

“Okay, that’s it for this class.” Professor McGonagall sorted out his books and instructed: “Go back and remember to preview the content of the next class.”

“Hi, Harry.” Rimuru said to Harry, “I heard you’re going to practice Quidditch soon?”

“Well, are you also interested? You can go with us.” Harry invited him. He was very fond of this new transfer student. He was not only beautiful but also very gentle, and was very popular with everyone.

“My dear friend, I’m hungry.” At this time, Milim came over, clutching her stomach, and said miserably, “Let’s go eat quickly.”

“Hey! I’m sorry Harry then, I’ll go look for you after we’ve eaten.” Limuru said apologetically.

“No problem.” Harry smiled in understanding.

“Let’s go!” Limuru grabbed Milim angrily and walked towards the cafeteria.

Harry looked at the back of the two leaving, and couldn’t help being in a daze.

“What are you doing? Everyone’s gone a long way.” Hermione looked at him silently beside him, and reminded: “Hurry up! Training will start in a while.”

“Oh, okay, right now.” Harry reacted, blushing involuntarily, and hurriedly walked to the training ground.

As happened in the plot, they still meet Malfoy, and people on both sides quarrel.

Malfoy said with a look of disdain: “Harry, I want you to understand that you are a waste, and I will trample you under your feet.”

Harry was so angry that he wanted to scold back, but Hermione couldn’t help but said, “Really? At least it’s not like some people get into the team by spending money to build relationships. Harry relies on his own strength.”

Hearing Hermione’s words, Malfoy stepped up and said, “Where do you have the right to speak? Lowly Mudblood.”

“You have the guts to say it again.” Hermione heard this, the anger in her eyes was completely concealed.

“So what? Mud~ba~seed~” Malfoy didn’t care about the other party’s threat at all, and provoked again.

“Go to hell!” As soon as the voice came from a distance, it was full of chilling anger.

Malfoy didn’t react at all, he only felt a huge force bombard him, and the whole person spit out a mouthful of blood and slammed into the wall of the school.

“Who?” The people here couldn’t help but back away in horror.

Milim clenched her fists tightly and looked at Malfoy’s teammates fiercely. If they couldn’t give themselves an explanation, then they would never see the sun tomorrow.

“Milim? Why are you here?” Hermione said in surprise.

“Oh!” Milim withdrew her gaze when she heard the voice behind.

“Is it okay? Hermione-chan.” Milim asked with concern. She had just finished her meal and was about to come over to find Harry, but she saw her scolding Hermione. She had seen the movie and fully understood what it was. I mean, it just exploded.

“It’s nothing. Thank you!” Hermione’s eyes were slightly wet, and she thanked very moved.

“It’s nothing, we are friends.” Milim comforted Hermione: “If someone bullies you, I will never let him go, and my best friend won’t let anyone bully you.”

“She’s right.” Limuru walked over with a sullen face, but there was a huge pressure on the thin body, and the people present couldn’t help shrinking their necks.

“Rimuru-chan!” Hermione’s tears couldn’t help flowing down, what an idiot!

“Okay, okay, don’t cry.” Rimuru reached out to wipe away Hermione’s tears and comforted: “We are your friends! Isn’t that a matter of course.”

“Hey, you guys, have you figured out how to die?” Milim clenched her fists and said fiercely to her.

The members of the Slytherin team walked over, and then a miserable cry came out from here, echoing throughout the campus, it was almost tears for those who heard it, and sadness for those who saw it.

“Oh, I’m feeling better now.” Milim clapped her hands and exhaled deeply, and everyone who fell to the ground was beaten like a pig’s head, and all of them were swollen three or four times.

The Gryffindor members not far away were all stunned, their mouths could be filled with fists, and they swallowed unknowingly when they saw Milim’s figure.

“Are you going too far?” Hermione frowned as she looked at the pig heads on the ground. Although she was very happy to be honest, this was a school after all, and beating classmates would be punished.

“You really treat the two of us as students.” Limuru was slightly speechless. He didn’t talk big, and he was able to keep a finger on the so-called black magician and white wizards and so on. Are you still afraid that they will fail?

“Uh!” Hermione’s forehead burst into a little cold sweat, yes! Why should I worry about the two of them? What I should be worried about is whether this academy will be demolished by them? Although Professor Dumbledore is very strong, the two around her…hehe.

“I said do you still want to train?” Milim frowned and looked at Harry and the others who were standing still.

“But the training ground has been… well, let’s go.” Their captain originally wanted to say that the training ground had been covered by Slytherin, but glanced at the Slytherin team lying on the ground and unable to move. After the players, he changed his tune directly.

“Would you like to send them to the infirmary?” Limuru reminded that although they were really bad, they were only children after all.

“What are you sending these guys for?” Milim directly denied Limuru’s proposal, “Just throw a guy like this here, don’t waste time, let’s go!”

Limuru sighed softly, and threw a green light over them to ensure that they would not have any major problems, and then followed them away.

“Who are they?” Not far away, an old man was quietly observing. It was the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore, known as the strongest wizard.

“It’s obvious that they don’t have their files at all, but their appearance is extremely reasonable. This is not something that ordinary people can do.” A wise light flashed in Dumbledore’s glasses.

Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and a white light flashed, and he and his classmates who fell to the ground disappeared.