curse the world at hogwarts

Seeing that it was getting late, the entire camp began to walk towards the arena under guidance, and the little wizards finally waited until Rhine came back from outside.

Although Rhine did often fish for fish at Hogwarts, he never delayed serious business.

So he spent the entire afternoon that just passed, discussing plans with several of his own bosses, striving to give the pure-blood faction another hard blow tonight.

On the way to White Glaze Mountain, Harry quietly came over and told Rhine about a nightmare he had during the holiday.

Judging from his description of the environment and his impression of the viper, it seems that the main plot has not deviated for the time being and continues with the death of the dead rat.

The only difference is probably that the environment across the street is not like that of Little Hangleton. The victim was still an old woman, not the old janitor.

For this, Rhine can only express deep regret.

It's not that he didn't target Little Hangleton, nor that he didn't send people to keep an eye on the movements there.

But now that they have changed their nest, what can he do?

Rhine can't save everyone.

But Voldemort is still back.

This news turned Rhine's afternoon of leisurely strolling here and there into detailed discussions with Mrs. Burns and others.

It's true that he can't defeat Lao Fu for the time being, but he can vent his anger on the pure-blood faction, right?

"Let's go!"

The somewhat tired Rhine had no intention of paying attention to the twins' strange annoyance, and nodded towards the little wizards who were already looking forward to it.

"Oh oh oh~"

Everyone immediately became happy and crowded around Lain in the direction of the arena.

"Don't push! Huh?"

Whether it was to retaliate for Rhine's absence or to let him blend into the atmosphere who was not in a good mood today, the little guys, including Hermione, deliberately pushed him in front and opened a path in the crowd.

The twins were even more naughty. They could stand on either side of the team and yell "arrogantly" at the wizards who looked surprised after being bumped into.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way~!"

"Your Majesty the Death Hunter is here~!"

To be honest, Rhine had countless expectations for today, but he never expected it...

The club dies.

He wanted to take out the wand and teach these two bastards a lesson, but the moment the wand slid towards his palm, it was suddenly taken away by the little hand that reached out from behind.

"Don't be so disappointed on a special day."

Hermione said softly from behind.

Rhine was stunned for a moment, then shrugged, and let them push him, turning the team into a troublemaker train that disrupted the entry order, and kept rushing forward.

"Oh, it's time to wash it!"

"This young man Wu Cao~!"

"You little brat looking for a beating???"

The wizards, who came from all over the world and had different accents, were defeated by Rhine and others. They could only yell and curse without any lethality, venting their emotions because they were hit in the mouth and chewed up in mud.

Among them was Dolores Umbridge, who was not very tall and was so overwhelmed by the crowd that she was not noticed.

"I am the Senior Deputy of the Ministry of Magic...Ouch~~~!"

After the troublemaker train chugged past, the pink meatloaf with half of the people on the ground was left trampled into the mud, struggling desperately to extricate itself... in a physical sense.

"Okay, okay~ It's too much~!"

Rhine noticed that everyone seemed to be on top, and quickly shouted loudly from the front, trying hard to brake in order to stop in front of the ticket inspector, so as not to leave a bad reputation for "fare evasion" in the magical world.

His words were certainly persuasive, and the power behind them immediately began to weaken, and he stopped suddenly as he stopped.

But Ron, who was still alive and rushing forward with his head sullenly, stumbled. He didn't know who's foot delayed him, and he jumped out of the crowd with a howl, suddenly passed by Rhine, and headed towards the person in front of him. A bunch of people entering the venue bumped into each other.

In normal times, Rhine would definitely bring him back with a magic spell, but the problem is...

His wand had been confiscated and was still in Hermione's pocket.

In desperation, Rhine used his last bit of effort and reached out to the back of Ron's neck to grab him.

And this action is undoubtedly more ritualistic.

"Plop plop plop—"

Ron had long arms and legs since he was a child, and now he has started to grow rapidly. Ron, who is taller than most of his peers, just fell into the team.

The problem was that Rhein and the others rushed so arrogantly that they had already reached the front line of people who were waiting for the ticket checking to begin.

At this moment, the teams participating today and the venue staff are still entering the venue.

In front of them was one of the two teams in tonight's final - the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team.

Ron's headbutt penetrated the unsuspecting opponent...

"Tsk tsk~"

The twins, who had died unconsciously, were still making comments without thinking about life and death.

"It's the national team! Just let our little brother break through?"

"It seems that even with Krum, tonight the Irish team will kill them seven in and seven out!"

"..."

Everyone on Rhine's side, including Harry, Neville, etc., turned to look at the twins in bewilderment.

Ron Tan and you two brothers really lacked great virtue in his last life!

Originally, everyone had time to complain about these unscrupulous brothers at this time, mainly because they didn't think the matter was serious and it was just an apology.

Rhine is a bit aggressive towards outsiders, but he is not an unreasonable person.

But just because of the time difference between this idea, Ron suddenly experienced an unexpected change!

"Gah!!!!"

With a confused look on his face, Ron hurriedly got up and realized that he had caused trouble, so he carefully smiled at the opponent and apologized. Although the Bulgarian players looked shocked, they all chose to forgive.

But just when he was about to withdraw from the opponent's lineup and get rid of the danger of being beaten by a group at any time, a pair of arms as white as jade suddenly wrapped around Ron's neck from behind.

That smoothness, that sweetness, that beauty...

Mr. Ron Weasley, who still has a solid theory and no practice on the issue of men and women, has many heroic images in Jack Sue's novels from the wizarding world popping up in his mind!

Could it be that the single issue that I had been worried about for a long time was resolved because of this misunderstanding?

Mr. Ron Weasley, a man who has truly grown into a man and left Neville, Draco, and... Rhine, who were like little chicks, a few streets away, came into being?

At that moment, Ron, who was generally weak in willpower and could only be strong when it came to his good friend Harry, sank...

But when he was immersed in the tenderness of that arm, and pink bubbles started to appear on his head, the expressions of the Bulgarian players opposite suddenly changed!

Farther away on the Rhine side, several people even shouted...

"be careful--!"

What is unexpected is that the sharpest and most penetrating scream actually belongs to Neville Longbottom?

Could it be that the name of the Sword Master mainly comes from the sharpness of his voice?

The piercing cry woke up Ron, causing him to turn his head slightly and see what was really happening around him.

Behind the arms surrounding him was a gorgeous young woman, which was not beyond Ron's expectation.

The problem is, this woman's face was livid at the moment, and she suddenly opened her mouth at him, and let out a scream that was even beyond the limits of human beings than Neville!

Almost instantly, Ron felt a hurricane forming next to his head, and began to penetrate his fragile ears.

The people who were approaching quickly could see more clearly that two wind blades were being generated next to Ron's ears!

Time for his head and body to say goodbye...

Only seconds left!