The Krab King Boss at Hogwarts

Richard narrowed his eyes with laughter and watched the two boys chasing each other in the air. He couldn't help but laugh the next second.

I saw Natasha also hovering in the air on a broomstick, her body lying on the broom, her little head staring at the fleeing Draco, constantly flying against the roof of Hogwarts Castle.

Seeing Natasha flying in the air so dangerously, Richard's heart was in his throat.

Human beings long to conquer the sky. Why do they want to conquer the sky? Because they can’t do it!

In the magical world, not everyone can fly.

Cars can kill people, and so can broomsticks!

If you want to ride a broomstick, you need training, and the Ministry of Magic will issue a flying certificate.

The trainer of Hogwarts is Ms. Huo Qi. If students can obtain Ms. Huo Qi's approval, they can directly obtain a broomstick pilot's license from the Ministry of Magic.

This is the heritage of a famous school, which is unmatched by other small magic schools in Europe.

To sum up, riding a flying broomstick is very dangerous. Every year, little wizards break their arms and legs while learning to ride a broomstick.

Wizards are carbon-based creatures. If they fall from a high altitude, they will be injured or die!

But there are exceptions, and people's constitutions are different and cannot be generalized.

Some people can be extremely angry and stay angry all day long.

Richard can step on Nash's teeth to the sky when he is extremely angry!

In the office, his eyes widened.

In the sky outside the window, Natasha was holding a broom with one hand and aiming her wand at the fleeing Malfoy.

Harry was also besieging Malfoy. The scene was so thrilling and accidents could happen at any time.

"Oh!"

In desperation, he punched the window and the broken glass didn't even scratch his oily skin.

Super newbie with endless potential.

The strength and speed are not particularly outstanding, but the endurance and defense are particularly amazing!

Nash's Fang appeared, floating on the window sill, and Richard stepped on it and rushed towards Natasha who was messing around.

Using the levitation technique to fly on a wand is simply unbelievable.

It can be said that no wizard can do it, but Richard can.

It’s nothing more than being brave and able to withstand falls. If you fall a few more times, you’ll be able to master your balance!

Standing with your hands behind your back and flying with your sword is much more elegant than holding a broom under your crotch!

Quirrell stared blankly at the messy office, his reaction was a little slow, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"He's great!"

"You are right, Master!"

Teacher Fu stopped paying attention to what was going on outside the window and decided that Richard could sort out the chaos. He tapped the anthropomorphic book with his index finger and pulled out the soul from it, then showed a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"This body is too useless, we need to speed up and completely resurrect it!"

Teacher Fu has anger in his heart. He likes Richard very much and hopes to impress Richard.

But looking like this now, let alone impressing Richard with his personality charm, it is already remarkable that he is not embarrassed and is not looked down upon by Richard.

"As long as I recover as before, Richard will definitely feel the power that belongs to me, Voldemort!"

Quirrell immediately complimented: "Master, Richard will be very excited and dedicate himself to the greater good!"

Hearing this, Teacher Fu was a little disdainful. As a young wizard whom he valued, how could he be as superficial as Quirrell?

If Richard knew that he was Voldemort, he would immediately bow his head and bow to him, but he would look down on Richard!

Teacher Fu thinks he knows Richard well and knows that Richard is an ambitious person.

He will use his ideals, beliefs, future, and personality charm to attract Richard to join the ranks of Death Eaters.

Become your best subordinate and your beloved disciple!

…………

More than a hundred meters high in the sky, the clouds are within reach.

There are layers of clouds and mist, and tiny ice crystals block the view.

The three of them shuttled through the clouds and mist, and Natasha and Harry teamed up to pursue Draco.

Relying on the cover of clouds and fog, Draco escaped narrowly every time. He did have the talent for flying, but Harry was stronger!

Compared to Malfoy, who has been living in the wizarding world, this is Harry's first real contact with flying broomsticks.

Harry was able to keep up with Malfoy's speed, and Natasha only relied on her sophisticated broomsticks and the guidance of Richard, who was no stranger to flying broomsticks, to catch the fleeing Draco.

It was off the ground, covered by clouds, and no one could see it.

Natasha let go and took out a small pink pistol, scaring Malfoy so hard that he ran away with all his strength.

"Give me the memory ball, or I'll hit you in the head with the next shot!"

Natasha relied on Nimbus 2000 to pursue Malfoy closely, but Harry was one step behind to intercept him.

Draco's face turned pale with fright. The bullet from the previous bullet hit his face, scratched his cheek, and blood dripped on his collar.

Now he was riding a tiger and wanted to hand over the memory ball, but he found that the broomstick was out of control and kept shaking left and right.

"save..."

The dignity of a pure-blood family makes it difficult to say anything to save someone's life.

"Hand over your stuff, or I'll knock you down!"

Harry bit Draco tightly. He was extremely talented and used a broom like an arm.

Draco, who wanted to beg for mercy, immediately became hardened when he saw Harry.

"Dream! I won't give it to you!"

With a twist of his broomstick, Draco made a ninety-degree U-turn, trying to throw Harry far away and find an opportunity to surrender to Natasha.

For some reason, Draco just didn't want to show his weakness in front of Harry.

You can show weakness to anyone, but not to Harry!

The moment the two passed by each other, Harry saw the opportunity and grabbed Draco's broomstick.

Harry took off another handful of his already sparse tail, leaving only a bare pole.

Seeing this, Draco's heart froze. He didn't expect Harry to be so cruel to him!

A broomstick without a tail is obviously unable to fly.

Draco was heartbroken. He didn't want to show weakness to Harry, so he would die together.

He turned around and grabbed Harry's robe. The two of them rode a broomstick together, sticking closely together and punching each other in the air.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

Harry's glasses were broken, one of Draco's eyes was blackened by Natasha, and now the other eye was turned into a panda eye by Harry.

"You dare to hit me!"

"What happened to you?"

"I'll hit you too!"

During the quarrel between the two, they kept throwing punches, without any structure, just a child's slapstick.

Harry has always been resentful towards Draco and doesn't understand why he always makes trouble for him.

He didn't know that Draco just wanted to be friends with him, but he chose the stupidest way.

He kept causing trouble for Harry, trying to get his attention.

Regardless of the high altitude they were in, the two of them unleashed crazy punches.

Harry was worthy of being the little wizard of the Lion House, his recklessness was his most notable feature, and Draco was stimulated to the point of losing his mind by Harry.

During the scuffle, the memory ball fell from Draco's robes.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Natasha dived downwards, but unexpectedly the memory ball fell right into the Whomping Willow on the lawn of Hogwarts.

She was extremely fast and caught the memory ball before it broke, but it was too late to change direction.

The Whomping Willow noticed that someone was intruding into its territory, and its branches that were originally swaying in the wind suddenly ran away.

"Shh!"

The Whomping Willow waved countless willow sticks, whistling, and whipped them towards the panicked Natasha.

It showed no mercy, beating Natasha to pieces who broke into its territory.

At this time, a stream of light flashed across, and Richard caught Natasha narrowly.

The sharp Nash teeth under his feet cut through the branches of the Whomping Willow and easily cut them off.

A few branches were missing, but he didn't care about the lush whomping willow. He waved the remaining willow branches and slapped Richard who suddenly appeared.

But he was a step too late. Richard had stepped away with the wand, but Natasha's Nimbus 2000 was entangled by the Whomping Willow and was smashed into pieces in a moment.

With a straight face, Richard held the girl in his hands like a chicken.

The two slowly fell to the ground. In the distance, the Whomping Willow went crazy. Its branches extended to catch the two of them, but they were a little too short and could only shrink in regret.

"The Encyclopedia of Carnivorous Trees" records that the Whomping Willow eats meat, which is a knowledge point for sixth graders.

After a long time, the irritable Whomping Willow regained its composure and disguised itself as a normal willow tree, waiting for the next creature that strayed into it.

Seeing Richard's stern face, Natasha decisively admitted her mistake: "I know I was wrong!"

It was useless for him to admit his mistake. Richard raised his palm high and gave the daring girl a lesson.

"Clap clap clap!"

…………

High in the sky, the fight between Harry and Draco continued, with neither of them being convinced by the other.

But the broomstick under his crotch could no longer hold up, unable to bear the weight of the two of them, and hovered back and forth in the clouds.

"Ahhh!"

At this time, the two realized they were afraid, and subconsciously hugged each other tightly, screaming in panic.

Below, Natasha was holding her butt and looking at the two fallen people with wide eyes. Only then did Richard remember that Harry was still fighting with Draco.

There was no need for him to save anyone, but Snape, who looked vaguely worried, appeared at some point, pointing his wand at the fallen Harry and Draco.

Draco, who landed firmly on the ground, greeted respectfully: "Professor!"

Harry fell to the ground pitifully: "Professor..."