Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 165 Fight Incident

As the most popular sport at Hogwarts, Quidditch has always been very popular.

Not long after the trials ended, the news that Kyle scored 10 goals in 21 minutes spread like wildfire.

For the next few days, everyone was talking about it.

Some were shocked, some were excited, and some were skeptical.

"This is too fake."

At the Slytherin dining table, Zabini said with a look of disdain: "Although I admit that Kyle is a bit capable, and the map he made is so-so to satisfy me, but when it comes to Quidditch, he is far behind.

Scoring 10 goals in 21 minutes, even I can't do it, how can he! "

"Could it be that you are better than Kyle?" Malfoy squinted at him.

"You do not believe?"

Zabini said proudly: "My fifth father was a professional Quidditch player. He said that I am a rare Quidditch genius once in a century. As long as I am willing, there will be countless professional players after graduation." The team rushed to ask me to join them."

Hearing this, many people around subconsciously twitched their mouths.

Mrs. Zabini is a very beautiful witch in the magic world. She has been married seven times, and each husband will die strangely in the end and leave a large inheritance.

"I've heard that too, and more than once." Malfoy sneered.

He knew from a long time ago that such words are a kind of flattery without sincerity, but he didn't expect that someone would take it seriously.

"It's true, he definitely won't lie to me!" Zabini said with his neck stuck.

"In that case..." Malfoy glanced at him, "Then why don't you apply to join the academy team?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Draco, I'm only in first year and I can't play Quidditch."

"But Bo..."

Malfoy just refuted, but shut his mouth abruptly.

He obviously already knew that Harry Potter had joined the team, and every time he thought about it, it made him very uncomfortable.

And what's even more uncomfortable is that this result was caused by him.

Thinking of the faces of Potter and Weasley this morning, Malfoy felt as disgusted as eating a pile of fake cockroaches.

If he had known it would be like this, he would not have snatched that stupid big man's memory ball at all.

But Zabini didn't know about it. He thought Malfoy had admitted what he said just now. Even though he changed his face, he said solemnly: "Just wait and see, I will definitely be able to join the team next year." , clean up that Kyle's."

"But Draco... you definitely won't be able to make the team."

He suddenly looked at Malfoy, and said mockingly, "I've seen you play on a broomstick before, how should I put it, the speed is not as fast as my grandma's."

Malfoy's face turned red. He is a Quidditch genius who has narrowly avoided Muggle helicopters several times. When has he ever been insulted like this?

"Ho..."

Malfoy turned his head and asked in a long voice, "Which grandma are you referring to, the third? Or the seventh..."

At this moment, Zabini's face also began to turn red. He hated people mentioning this the most.

"How dare you, I want you to pay the price!"

In anger, he raised his fist and slammed it right in Malfoy's face.

"boom!"

"what……"

Malfoy, who was punched, covered his face and screamed in disbelief: "Damn it, you dare to hit me, my father never hit me!

What are you still doing, hurry up, I'm going to kill him! "

Following Malfoy's order, his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, rushed over immediately.

The two of them were at least half a head taller than their peers, and with their thick bodies, they knocked down the thin Zabini in two or three hits, and it was a blow to him.

Malfoy stood up, and when he was about to step forward to mend his feet, Professor McGonagall had already appeared beside them.

"fight?"

Professor McGonagall's expression was very serious, and he used his wand to separate the three people who were rolling together on the ground.

"Nothing this bad has ever happened to Hogwarts."

"Malfoy insulted me first, Professor!" Zabini argued vaguely.

His face was swollen from Crabbe and Goyle's beating, and he lost some of his teeth, so his speech was somewhat leaky.

"You can save this to Professor Snape, he is the one who decides how to punish you."

Professor McGonagall said sternly: "Now, you four come with me!"

"I'm sorry, professor... Maybe I heard wrong, you just said four people?"

Malfoy stood up suddenly. He covered his face, showing an innocent expression, and said, "Everyone here can testify that I didn't fight, and I'm still a victim."

"You heard me right, Mr. Malfoy."

Professor McGonagall glanced at him calmly, "Follow me...don't make me say it a second time."

Malfoy didn't dare to say anything more, he could only lower his head, and carefully followed Professor McGonagall out of the auditorium.

Seeing his distressed appearance, Harry Potter almost jumped up excitedly.

"Look at Ron, Malfoy is going to be in trouble!"

Ron also held a chicken leg and said cheerfully: "It's what he deserves, he should have been punished long ago!"

The two danced hand and hand for a while, as if seeing Malfoy's misfortune was more cause for celebration than their bonus points for the House.

In short, the Slytherin episode did not affect the enthusiasm of others for Quidditch.

Especially Hufflepuff.

Harris seems to have drunk an expired potion recently. Whether in the common room or in class, he always laughs twice for no reason, scaring the people around him.

On his way to class one day, he ran into Gryffindor's Oliver Wood in the hallway, and they happened to be giggling when they met.

"It's Wood, hello, hello!"

"Nice to meet you, Harris."

The two greeted each other warmly, as if they were old friends they hadn't seen for a long time.

"What class are you going to?"

"History of Magic, what about you?"

"Basically, I'm Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"That's pretty much it."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and suddenly asked at the same time: "What were you laughing at?"

After asking, they fell into silence at the same time.

"Um, you know."

After a brief silence, Wood spoke first: "My owl has given birth to a second child, a new life... What a beautiful thing, every time I think of this, I feel joy from the bottom of my heart."

"I'm about the same size as you."

Harris said calmly: "My owl found its other half at school, that beautiful love... I am really happy for it."

"That's it." Wood said in surprise, "That's really congratulations to you."

"Haha, we are happy together." Harris replied quickly.

Then the two fell into silence again, slandering each other's shamelessness frantically in their hearts.