The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

"You mean bastard."

Draco screamed loudly.

And Anthony played steadily, the next second.The wand was pointed at Crabbe.

"Don't think about it."

With Goyle's warning, Crabbe's reaction was indeed much faster. Before Anthony could open his mouth, he waved his fist and attacked his handsome face.

"Careful!" Hermione exclaimed.

Then he also took out his wand, pointed it at Crabbe, and cast a levitating spell in the same manner.

"Nice job!"

Anthony praised, and then took advantage of Crabbe's unstable center of gravity to sweep his legs and knock him down!

When this guy fell down, he happened to bump into Draco. What was even more unfortunate was that the back of his head hit the door frame.

"Ah~~~"

Crabbe fell to the ground, holding his head and letting out a scream like a slaughtering pig. This frightened Malfoy.

At this moment, he fell next to Hermione and suddenly turned back to look at the only girl in the compartment.

The next moment, he was filled with anger and hatred, and reached out to grab Hermione, as if he wanted to threaten Anthony.

"ah!"

The little witch quickly leaned toward the inside of the seat.

Seeing Malfoy rushing towards her, she subconsciously raised her feet and kicked randomly.

By coincidence, these kicks hit Malfoy's face, who was coming close to him.To be precise, his nose.

"Oh! My nose, my nose!"

Draco covered his nose and felt a stream of warm liquid flow from his fingertips and then drip onto the ground.

Blood?

His mind went blank.

Malfoy could feel his cheek swelling rapidly and at a palpable rate.Accompanied by the heartbreaking pain coming from the nose.

"Woo~"

The next moment, as he recovered from the shock, tears welled up in his eyes.

pain!It hurts so much!

"what happened?"

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

When Malfoy heard the sound, he immediately ran out.

Anthony also quickly followed out.

But soon he was surrounded by several malicious attacks.

Because the wizards who came here all had green ties.

The leader was a tall witch with wavy hair who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Her gray eyes looked at Malfoy, who was trotting over, and Anthony, who had just walked out of the compartment.

"Except your weapons!"

Without any hesitation, she raised her hand and hit Anthony's right hand with a red light.

He only felt a huge force hitting him. The next moment, not only did the wand in his hand fall away, but he himself was directly thrown away by this force.

"Anthony!!"

Ron, who was on the outside of the seat, immediately rushed out.

Immediately afterwards, Harry and Hermione also came to the corridor.

"What are you doing?" Hermione stared angrily at the tall, square-faced witch with freckles all over her face.

"Vicious fighting, this is the punishment that deserves it."

"It was the guy named Malfoy who came here to provoke us. We were just fighting back in self-defense!" Hermione argued.

"To shut up!"

The witch roared angrily. She did not expect that this new student, who could tell at a glance that he had not yet been sorted, would dare to contradict her.

Malfoy's face is covered with blood. Do you think she is blind?

"What happened!"

Just as the Slytherin witch was about to teach these new students a lesson, a disgusting voice sounded behind her.

"Gemma Farley? What are you doing?"

Visitor's tie.

With his reddish brown color and his standard red hair, almost no one knew his identity.

Gryffindor Prefect, Percy Weasley.

"These freshmen got into a fight, so I'll give them a little punishment."

"punish?"

Percy raised his eyebrows and glanced at Anthony, who was lying on the ground, and Malfoy, who was holding his nose and still choking.

His brows furrowed involuntarily.

"You should understand the situation first, and senior students should not use magic on lower students. Especially attack spells!"

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

"I'm stating the facts!"

At this time, the Gryffindors in the front compartment of the car also gathered around, and the two major houses divided the narrow corridor into two halves.

"What I saw is the truth!"

"Percy Weasley, do you want to start a house war? Do you have the qualifications?" Gemma Farley glared at Percy, an invisible aura gathered around her. She was already in seventh grade, and Percy was only in fifth grade this year, and she didn't think he would be her opponent.

"Percy! Act like a man." Ron shouted loudly in front of the cubicle door.

"Shut up, Ron." Percy stared angrily at the brother who would only cause trouble for him.

He had only been informed of his role as Gryffindor Prefect during the summer.

This is the start of school...

No, school hasn't started yet.

I have felt the dilemma of this position myself.

Moreover, there are so many Gryffindor students around him, and if he is a little weak, he will be looked down upon by these guys.In the next few years, he, the prefect, will be regarded as nothing.

But if you are tough...

He was not sure of defeating Gemma Farley, who was two levels older than him.

"Let's talk!" Percy took a deep breath and said, suppressing the impulse in his heart.

"Talk? I thought Gryffindors were all idiots with heads full of muscles, just charging stupidly, what? Now your IQ is back?" Gemma Farley sneered and sneered. .

"What did you say?" Percy's eyes widened and he clenched his fists.

He couldn't believe that he would hear such humiliating words.

"Did I say something wrong?" Gemma Farley looked at him disdainfully.

At this moment, two huge dung balls suddenly flew into the corridor.

Gemma Farley turned back to look at the Weasley twins not far away, the disdain on her face even stronger.She quickly pulled out her wand, and a red curse shot out from the tip of her wand, directly exploding the two dung balls.

Silently cast.

Gemma Farley is indeed very powerful. At this time, she can already cast some spells silently.

"Haha!" After the dung ball was exploded, the twins not only did not feel disappointed, but instead made a mocking sound.

"Did you see that? George, I said she is not smart enough and will definitely hit the dung ball."

"Hey! I obviously said it first!" George shouted arrogantly with a mocking look on his face.

It turned out that the dung ball in the air did not disappear after being exploded, but turned into a cloud of brown smoke.

You could tell that the smoke was a magical creation at first glance, because it hovered over the Slytherins, and before they could react, smaller dung balls shot out of the smoke.

It all happened so fast, and the density of those dung balls was also very high. Even some senior students in Slytherin were caught in the trap, including Gemma Farley.

"You guys, damn it!"

Gemma Farley lowered her body and held up the robe behind her, barely resisting the attack of the dung ball.

But the strong stench stuck to her body.