The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Seeing this scene, even Hermione, who had always been 'open-minded', couldn't help but frown.

Zuo's words echoed in the corridor: Mudblood!There was a sentence: Damn Muggles and other unpleasant words, which directly ignited the anger of Harry and others.

Ron was the one at the front, and he pounced directly...

"Dammit Malfoy, shut your stinking mouth!"

Ron raised his foot and wanted to make a sneak attack, but Crabbe noticed that this guy was much stronger than Ron. He grabbed his arm and threw him back.

"Fool!"

Anthony walked over and helped Ron up, and said with a dark face: "Please don't yell when you carry out sneak attacks in the future! Are you stupid?"

Then, he took out his wand and shouted to Malfoy: "Stand still."

This curse was the one he had just used on Neville.

The legs stand stiff and stop dead.

It is very easy to learn, because it is just a prank charm, and it is not comparable to the real spells in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Damn it, it's you again, Anthony, you mudblood, how dare you sneak up on me."

Malfoy was caught off guard and almost fell down, but was caught by Goyle's quick eyes and hands.

"Justin come here quickly!"

After Malfoy turned his head, Anthony noticed that the Hufflepuff being bullied was Justin?

Harry and Hermione were furious that this guy was bullying their friend again.

"Legs freeze to death."

After Malfoy quickly uncursed himself, he immediately grasped his wand and began to fight back.

The two followers beside him also held up their magic wands and shouted some incantations that sounded like magic spells.

It's like a curse that separates left and right...dancing the tarantella...grinning and cheering...etc.

"Tch, it's far worse than Rosius."

Anthony curled his lips, waved his wand up and down, and said, "Armor for protection."

A shield composed of fluorescence directly offset all those evil curses. It didn't even deflect them, but directly offset them, which was enough to show the powerlessness of these evil curses.

"Except your weapons!"

A red light flashed quickly on the tip of Anthony's wand, and then, the wand in Malfoy's hand fell to the ground.

Then he quickly flicked his wrist and fired two disarming spells within five seconds.

Knock Crabbe and Goyle's wands down directly.

"You...are you so good at disarming spells?" Malfoy looked at the wand on the ground in shock.

You know, even a fourth or fifth grade wizard may not be able to use the disarming spell, and Anthony is only in first grade.

"You...don't come here, dare to hurt me, my father will not let you go."

Seeing the Gryffindors pressing closer, Malfoy couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his trembling voice sounded.

"Oh! Where is he now? Huh! Lucius will cause trouble for me in the future anyway, so why not give you a good beating now to relieve my hatred?"

After saying that, Anthony led everyone to rush forward.

The frightened Malfoy didn't dare to stay any longer, so he directly stepped forward and chose to escape.He didn't even have time to pick up his wand from the ground.

"Hahaha!"

"Look at how embarrassed he is!"

Ron excitedly picked up the wands of the three guys from the ground, and then said happily: "Hide the wands and let him find them."

"That's right!" Harry's eyes were filled with joy, and he immediately remembered the way he bullied Neville during the flying lesson at the beginning of school.

"Forget it, if that happens, he will definitely tell the professors, and we will have points deducted again." Hermione said worriedly.

Then he turned around and looked at Anthony with his eyes: "When did you learn the disarming spell and the armor spell? These are advanced black magic defense spells."

"Haha, I'm a genius." Anthony raised his lips, smiled mysteriously at Hermione, and then continued: "Hermione is right. Considering that we only have college points in our early [-]s, Ron, you still Go give their wands to Professor McGonagall and say we picked them up on the road..."

"Malfoy, who suffered a loss, probably wouldn't tell the professor about it. After all, he was the one who made the move first."

Ron heard this, touched his nose, and said with some pity: "Okay then."

...

The Malfoy trio returned to the dormitory in despair. He sat on the sofa in the common room and punched the sofa angrily. He was in an unusually bad mood.

This time the embarrassment was too great.

Not to mention being driven around, and...

Thinking about it, he touched his empty pocket and his face became even more gloomy...

He even lost his wand.

Why is that mudblood?How did he know those powerful spells?

And that witch...

Why, how do they learn spells so quickly?

Is there someone behind the scenes helping these mudblood wizards?

This...

Suddenly he suddenly remembered old Malfoy's grumbling that he had heard at home on Christmas Day.

Both he and Minister of Magic Fudge suspected that there was a wizard traitor passing information to Muggles.

Could it be...

That mudblood named Anthony is the Muggle spy at Hogwarts?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed to Malfoy, and he immediately realized that he had to tell his father about this.

Then he quickly returned to his dormitory and found paper and pen.Write letters home.

the other side.

Anthony and Ron came to Professor McGonagall's office on the second floor. After knocking on the door, they handed the wands of the three guys to the professor.

Under the professor's stern eyes, the two of them clung to each other tightly. They just picked up the wand, and they didn't bother Malfoy.

In addition, Professor McGonagall really couldn't figure out how a few first-year students snatched wands from other wizards?

Then they were tortured.He let him leave.

Ron, who just felt lucky, immediately left the second floor.

On the way back to Gryffindor Tower.

After walking through the corridor on the eighth floor and arriving in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, Anthony and the others unexpectedly met an unexpected person.

The professor from Chang'an Imperial College of China, Qingqiu.

"professor!"

The two young wizards looked at her very curiously. The Chinese wizard was standing in front of the tower door, looking like he was admiring the portraits on the wall.

"Oh! It's you! I was about to go in, but I didn't know the password the lady said, so I can only stand here."

Qingqiu said calmly.

"Do you want to go in for a visit?" Anthony asked in a low voice.

"Oh! No need, I'm here to find you again."

"Me?" Anthony asked confused.

"That's right, well, the next step is a private conversation, this red-haired little boy..." Qingqiu lowered his head and winked at Ron.

Little Ron understood and immediately took a step back: "Of course, Professor, I should go to bed."

Then he said the password and slipped into the doorway.