HP Magic Biography

Hey, what's up, you can't think of it, Potter! Malfoy walked up with his black light wheel 2001.

When it's time for the competition, just follow me honestly and eat ashes. Malfoy said arrogantly, Or you can't even follow behind?

Hearing this, all the Slytherins burst out laughing, how presumptuous was that gesture.

And you, Wood. Malfoy changed his tone, After being suppressed by Slytherin for so many years, and after waking up by chance, Gryffindor is stupid enough to regard you as a savior, right? Tactical guidance ? It's ridiculous.

You have to pay for your words. Harry grabbed the broom in one hand and was about to hit Malfoy, but was stopped by Wood.

With a pale face, Wood said to Fettering, I'm going to strictly verify the authenticity of your comments.

Okay, whatever you want, anyway, today's Quidditch field is ours. After Feitling finished speaking, he was about to take his team members to vacate, but was pushed down by Wood.

What, Wood? Fettering said, looking at Wood viciously, what are you talking about. You know, the practice time of Slytherin House is not something you can afford to waste.

When I find Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, you don't even think about using this place. Wood said, and the Veles brothers stood in front of them tacitly.

Of course, but you are responsible for the consequences. Fettering looked at Wood with a playful face, Hindering the training of the competition team, this is considered a malicious competition. I think Madam Jasmine will count this in.

Let's go, Potter... Wood said coldly, and wanted to find Professor McGonagall.

But the next words instantly ignited Gryffindor's anger.

How about it, Potter? Are you going to run away and surrender without a fight? Malfoy said presumptuously, I don't think you should come to Gryffindor, or, the courage that Gryffindor has always emphasized has long been No more? Maybe you should tear off the lion on your clothes, what's left to embarrass Gryffindor, and replace it with a dirt dog?

Immediately afterwards, it was like a hilarious smoke exploded in the Slytherin team. All the Gryffindors turned livid.

Take back your words, Malfoy, or I will definitely make you regret coming here today. Hermione pointed her finger at Malfoy, and it seemed that the little girl's anger had been accumulated.

Get your hands off you dirty Mudblood. Malfoy slammed Hermione's hands away with his broomstick, causing Hermione to scream in pain.

Fan Lin just wanted to use his wand to teach Malfoy a lesson, but Ron did take a step ahead, like an angry beast, Eat slugs, Malfoy!

Ron had never cast a spell so fast before. Using his worn-out wand, an astonishing green light accumulated from Ron's wand, and Malfoy looked at the situation in front of him in horror.

However, the effect of the spell that Malfoy had expected did not happen.

Amidst Ron's screams, before Ron's curse hit Malfoy, it turned into a whirlwind in the air, knocking Ron into the air heavily.

Ron. Harry yelled, and quickly ran to Ron's side, while Fan Lin quickly helped Hermione who was pushed aside by Malfoy, and then the two of them also ran over.

But before Fan Lin ran over, Ron stood up with Harry's support, but Ron's face was indeed quite ugly.

Suddenly, Ron retched, and a slug over 3 inches in size spit out of Ron's mouth.

Ron's spell was undoubtedly a success, but it was a pity that this spell didn't work on Malfoy.

FiniteIncatatem!

Fan Lin didn't hesitate,

A dispelling spell hit Ron's body, but the effect was not as effective as expected. The second slug that Ron spit out was only about an inch smaller, and the vomiting could not be stopped at all.

Go home, Veles. Malfoy became smug again when he saw this, kneel down and beg your poor family and stingy parents to give you a second-hand wand, of course , I think your father has to sweep the floor part-time in the Ministry of Magic for this reason, although it is not as good as cleaning magic, but I think Minister Fudge will take pity on your family.

Suddenly, Fan Lin stood up, Malfoy, you know, it's really a pity that your mouth doesn't clean up the excrement.

What did you say? Malfoy asked a little confused, which made him look silly.

I mean, why don't you eat shit! As soon as Fan Lin finished speaking, he pulled out the wand he had prepared a long time ago, intending to teach Malfoy some profound lessons.

IceDppugno (ice bomb volley)!

A blue curse mark lit up at the front of Fan Lin's wand, with a radius of about 35 inches, followed by a dense ice ball that rushed towards Malfoy at a very high speed.

In an instant, the spot where Malfoy was hit by the ice puck turned black and blue, as if he had just been punched hard with a fist, and a nosebleed flowed down.

Of course, this is Hogwarts, Fan Lin is still very measured, and did not smash Malfoy to death, but this can also make Malfoy lie down for many days.

In an instant, the Slytherins present pulled out their wands almost at the same time, aiming at Fan Lin, the culprit in their eyes.

Of course, all the Gryffindors present drew out their wands not to be outdone, stood beside Fan Lin in unison, and pointed their wands at the Slytherins on the opposite side.

Fan Lin even saw Neville's excited face, as if he had just had a drink, he stood next to Hermione at a distance from Fan Lin, and Harry also abandoned Ron, standing next to everyone Arrived at Fan Lin's right hand side.

And Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, who were watching the excitement, seemed to forget to breathe for a moment, and they didn't dare to breathe, and tightly covered their mouths with their own hands.

Dozens of wizards confronted each other. At this time, the air seemed to be frozen, and all kinds of magic powers of different strengths mixed together, which seemed to block the blowing of the autumn wind.

Suddenly Fettering roared, as if to vent, but soon he realized what a wrong decision this was. Being the first to speak out in a confrontation among dozens of wizards was undoubtedly a declaration of war. And he has also become the secondary target of many Gryffindors. As for the first target, of course Malfoy.