[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

The junior Slytherin who stood there swallowed, and looked at George with difficulty.

At the moment when George smiled and was about to aim his gun at him, he slid aside from the door of the girls' bathroom, and the gunshot rang again——

The green glasses under Harry's round glasses looked at his teammates, and quickly ran to the door.

His gaze fell to the corner of the wall next to the door, where a shriveled bean sprout was lying quietly because it had lost its vitality.

There was no sign of anyone in either the corridor outside or the area around the door. It was obvious that the Slytherin had been taken away by the swift house-elf.

Great confusion crept across Harry's face.

This... This attack also has a corner? ? ?

He took two steps back in a daze, exchanged a glance with George who was in the bathroom because he had picked up a giant weapon, looked at the huge smile on his face, and cleared his throat under his smug eyes Boasting: "The accuracy is good."

George accepted his praise with a smile, and even pretended to be serious and bowed slightly to him, expressing acceptance of the compliment.

After eliminating the two opponents who were chasing them, he seemed to be in a pretty good mood. He leisurely walked around the wide washbasin twice as if he was visiting his own garden.

Harry saw that he seemed to be admiring his triumphant posture through every mirror inlaid on the sink, and after holding on for five seconds, he couldn't help but said, "Let me tell you, shouldn't it be time to go out now?"

George shook his head at him mysteriously, looked at the circle of sinks in the center, slowed down and said, "Don't worry, everyone is here, maybe you can find something good?"

"This is the most haunted place in school legends. Usually, no students dare to come here. Based on my many years of experience in Hogwarts, I can assure you that there may be some secrets here." Under Harry's speechless gaze, George opened his mouth to explain.

——If he knew that his actions today would be watched by the teachers and students of Hogwarts, maybe he would put away his inappropriate curiosity at this time, but unfortunately he didn't know.

The Gryffindor boys sitting in the auditorium were forced to accept a round of condemnation from the Slytherin classmates, not only Slytherin, but even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff next to them were far away from them A little bit.

Professor McGonagall, who was sitting on the professor's chair, had a face as dark as water, his face was as dark as Professor Snape's hair color, especially at this time when he heard the sarcasm from his neighbor:

"What Gryffindor students look like in private really opened my eyes."

This time, let alone Professor McGonagall, even the students below wanted to bring George back and beat him up.

Harry on the screen held back and held back, and finally spoke out the aspirations of the college students:

"But... don't you think we are particularly perverted by exploring secrets in the women's bathroom?"

The students from the same school in the auditorium classroom nodded frantically.

Yes!Super perverted!Please come out quickly!The college has to face it!

George rubbed his chin, walked back and forth around the sink with his feet, and even studied the faucets for a long time with his hands. After turning a row, no water came out, staring at the old sink.

It seems that he wants to continue to study anything in this toilet. Fortunately, he remembered that he was still participating in the competition. He looked at the row of sinks regretfully, and turned to talk to Ha who was already standing by the door. Leigh said, "Okay, let's go out and kill the Quartet—"

The moment he walked to the door, there was a slight gurgling sound from behind.

More and more students have found the broomsticks, and it seems that the students all believe that the treasures hidden in the castle are more abundant, and they are all arrogantly riding brooms to show off their flying skills in the corridors of Hogwarts Castle, grabbing this rare You can unscrupulously violate various regulations and enjoy the thrill of the game.

"Yoho~" and "Wow~" Similar voices sounded in the castle from time to time, and the air flow swept by the whistling wind messed up the originally well-organized air patterns. Even Ivan at this time couldn't help it. Good judgment on the specifics of where those fights took place.

At that time, he and Draco had already walked from the classroom on the third floor to the second floor. The opponents riding on the broomsticks they met along the way were all knocked off the broomsticks by the huge destructive power of Draco's wand—as for Those who barely escaped, felt a gust of wind rushing towards their faces the moment they passed by, and were blown to the wall in the next second.

When he came down the corner of the wall in a daze, the Miao Miao on his shoulder had already been pulled out.

When he came back to his senses, he had been filled with Madam Pomfrey's strange healing potion, and he was sitting dizzily among the college students in the auditorium, surrounded by all kinds of words of concern.

There are only a few questions left in my mind, scrolling like subtitles: "Who am I?", "Where am I?", "Where is my country?"

After killing four or five people in this way, they encountered a really difficult opponent.

A Slytherin sixth year.

What troubled Ivan was that the moment he saw his opponent, he subconsciously looked over his shoulder——

But I didn't see the seedling that everyone would have.

The dragon language magic caused a blinding wind to blow on the flat ground. Taking advantage of the gap where the man dodged into the pillar next to him, Ivan looked at Draco next to him.

Draco's slightly pale face was full of bewilderment, he pointed his wand in that direction, and asked doubtfully, "Why isn't there..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ivan sharp-eyed saw the wand quietly protruding out from the senior hiding behind the pillar, and quickly pushed Draco into the aisle next to him.

There was only one door at the end of the corridor, which was slightly closed as if it hadn't been used all year round.

He pushed open the door without thinking and said in a low voice, "Go in first, I'll think of a way—"

Draco said nothing.

Ivan didn't take it seriously either, he said as the door closed, and turned around to look.

The ginger-red Gryffindor smiled at him friendly, and raised the gun in his hand: "Oh, look who I saw? Don't move, or I will send you back to the auditorium now."

The grunting in the bathroom grew louder.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Draco: Desperate, hopeless, my racing career is over.

Ivan: ... He is also very desperate to have such a teammate who always wants to give up struggling.

George: There is still a day to threaten this kid, how cool!

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Draco and Harry met in the toilet, surprised or not, hahahahahahahaha!

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