Reborn Evil Wizard

Facing the fierce and rapid oncoming magic without any warning, Ron Weasley only had time to pull the little girl beside him behind him, and he had to bear all the spell attacks from the opponent alone.

But in fact the only consequence of doing so, no doubt, was that a certain redheaded Weasley, the famous tyrant of Hogwarts, at this very moment, had once again lost control of the magic.

"Are you all right, Gabriel?" Ron quickly turned his head to look at the girl behind him. Gabriel Delacour, a little girl whom he had just met for a short time, couldn't find his own tent because he ran away mischievously. Just happened to meet Ron who came out to fetch water, so the boy started his voluntary helping behavior logically.

Ron has always considered himself a man of principle.Because there are principles, there are bottom lines.He is a strict, calm and ruthless international mercenary when he has a mission, but that doesn't mean he has to behave like a deranged terrorist on weekdays.Occupation and hobbies are two different things. He can kill young mission targets with a single shot with a blank face during missions, but that doesn't mean he won't lend a helping hand to some humans outside of missions. Human cubs need protection , and the same is true of the wizarding world.

Pulling Gabriel, who was sweet and cute and had a quarter of Veela blood, facing this sudden attack of a curse that was like a catastrophe, Ron said with some headaches that even though they were both cubs, one of them There will also be some people that he can't understand. For example... this platinum nobleman with fierce eyes, I don't know when he started to compete with him, Slytherin, who will be a fourth grader, Della Co Malfoy.

The thinking mode of nobles is always different from that of normal people, let alone wizard nobles who are even more inexplicable.

"What's the matter with you, Malfoy? Wait, this is a camp, and there are children beside me!" Because there were children behind him, Ron simply stood still, letting those who were not fatal but enough to cause trouble The attacking magic hit him without pain.He had given up looking for the reason why Draco would almost rage every time he met him, thinking that the other party was just looking at him unhappy.

The reason why she is firm in this fact is because——

"Ah, what's the matter? I just wanted to ask what's the matter! Just seeing you will make me feel even more unhappy. Sure enough, I should die cleanly!"

As soon as Ron's question was uttered, the noble boy on the opposite side returned the inherent lines that had existed between the two of them for some time. The words and phrases were full of profound meanings that deeply hit and mocked each other, and It has gradually replaced daily greetings as Draco's idiomatic way of dealing with Ron.

This was not the first time he had fought a red-haired tyrant.Draco is well aware of how difficult Ron is.But this is obviously not something to be proud of. He dare not use the range magic with too much power and strong attack power. Facing the unconscious behavior of the tyrant who can confuse the fluctuation of the surrounding magic power and promote the magic storm, this kind of spellcasting consequence is almost against him. The aristocratic young master who has learned a painful lesson still has lingering fears—the fact is that there is a 50.00% probability that this is a disaster.

However, there is no place to use the most convenient black magic. You must know that this is a camp where countless wizards gather from all over the world. The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic will invite him and Lucius to have a cup of coffee in the Ministry, and chat about "the heir of the Malfoy family uses black magic to attack Gryffindor" and "the pure-blood nobles seek refuge with the Dark Lord" There are some subtle internal connections between these two things.

Oh, you said there is still a field of truth?Well, Draco said that if you really want to use this, you don’t have to wait for the Ministry of Magic. His immediate boss, Master Lin, will definitely destroy him humanely in the first place. He almost made a mistake in the second year. If If you know your mistakes and don't correct them... The Illumination Society will let the less well-behaved people know that it is not a gentle organization.

So he seems to have no choice but to use some controlled magic now, but Draco is not reconciled to this-although Ron always likes to be passively beaten when facing him.So he pointed his finger at the little girl who was guarding behind him. Perhaps changing the target of attack might allow Weasley to show his flaws and take advantage of it.

Facts have proved that Draco's aristocratic education is still correct. At least attacking other people's weaknesses here is the best interpretation after he has thoroughly studied, but no one thought that this move would anger a sleeping lion.

Throwing a tearing spell at the little girl, Draco immediately threw the long-prepared sleeping spell while Ron was going to block it, aiming directly at the red hair opposite.

Dealing with tyrants, Draco has already found some experience and lessons for a long time.Control spells such as Binding Curse, Leg-locking Curse or Sleeping Curse are more effective, as long as it can ensure that the Weasleys can't use his terrifying power - believe him, at least the tyrant threat will be reduced by half.

The timing of the Sleeping Curse was very good. It just shot at a blind spot that Ron didn't notice, and it seemed that it could completely clean up a certain irritating redhead. Unfortunately, Merlin It seemed that he couldn't get used to the sneering and mocking face of a certain platinum, and the spell that was about to hit Ron suddenly trembled slightly in the air, and it was led to Gabriel Delacour.

It was a brilliant magical attack, and Gabriel fell to the ground.

The poor little girl who was inexplicably involved in the grievances between the two and was also inexplicably shot, did not know for a while that her sister, Fleur Delacour, a senior student at the Beauxbaton School of Magic, found her dear The little sister was knocked unconscious on the ground in front of the camp. Will she call St. Mungo immediately, and at the same time, seize the opportunity to contact the Ministry of Magic, which is in charge of the World Cup.

Because Ron Weasley was really irritated at this time.

Who says honest people don't lose their temper! ?The honest man Ron, who thought he was two rounds older than the other party, was on fire at this moment. He just looked down at the innocent girl who had been shot and fell to the ground, and then fixed his eyes on Draco.The dark red eyes that were originally cold and lonely shot out a scorching sharp edge.

"I didn't really want to care about it at first, but it's a pity that you have gone too far, Malfoy."

Ron didn't care about Gabriel anymore. He looked at Draco Malfoy with a wicked smile, and decided to teach him a lesson and let this noble brat suffer a little.

Thinking of this, he just moved his fingertips slightly, and saw a silver light shoot out. Draco only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and there was a "boom" sound from the side of his ear as the object shot into the tree trunk It took a while to feel the dull sound effect on his cheeks, and when he raised his hand to touch it, a trace of blood appeared on his fingertips.

"You!?" Turning his head, he saw the silver thin-bladed knife fixed on the tree trunk less than half a foot behind him. It appeared earlier than anger, and it was endless fear.Draco couldn't imagine that if this unstoppable weapon was most aimed at his throat, the magic items to prevent death curses and protection would not be effective at all.

Almost without hesitation, Draco sprinted backwards into the forest behind him, trying to dodge effectively by relying on obstacles.The excellent combat experience he has cultivated over the years allowed him to judge this choice decisively. Even though he faced his own provocation countless times before, the opponent did not really make a move, but this time, just this one thing made him understand one thing ——The other party is serious.

Combat was never a game.

Draco, who joined the Gate of Truth because of Lin Xi's relationship, had already realized this.

But when it comes to combat experience, perhaps no one can compare to a certain red-haired boy who has spent most of his life in a hail of bullets.

At this moment, Ron was like a cheetah about to hunt food. His muscles were tense, and his eyes were fixed on the platinum boy who was dodging backwards and fleeing. , Aim at the target and prepare for the most appropriate blow.

Draco was thrown onto a thick tree trunk by a force.

His neck was pinched by a small hand, but it felt like it was blocked by a hard and cold iron chain, and even his breathing became shallower, for fear that the other party would break his neck if he didn't pay attention .

"Don't do that next time, Malfoy." Pressing his nemesis against the tree trunk so that he couldn't move, and pinching his fragile neck threateningly, Ron's words were as cold and peaceful as ever, without the slightest emotion Ups and downs.

"This is threatening me!?" Silver-gray eyes were fierce, Draco gritted his teeth and stared at the man who suddenly restrained himself, and raised his jaw stubbornly, "Malfoy never accepts threats." !"

"Don't accept the threat? So what do you want? Do you still want to kill me?" Ron asked, he moved his fingers and tightened them again, "Give up, or you can still do it now what?"

"What do I want? Humph, I'll tell you right now, I can still do this—!"

It was almost vindictive, or it could be said that a certain little dragon was so angry that he was easily restrained by his rival, and he used the only part of his body that was still able to move—he raised his head and viciously Biting each other's lips.

The expected cold touch calmed his angry brain a little bit. Draco opened his silver-gray eyes wide, looking at the cold face so close in front of him, and felt the pain of his teeth biting on the soft flesh. The touch and the sweet smell of blood on the tip of his nose made Xiaolong, who didn't know why things had developed into this situation, a little at a loss, and his mind went blank.

He frantically tried to push away the tyrant who could be said to have been kissed by him, but the red-haired tyrant didn't seem to appreciate it very much, so he suddenly retracted the control in his hand.

"You...what are you doing!? Uh..." Draco completely forgot that his mouth was still biting the other person fiercely at this time, and he only murmured a few times when he was talking, his mouth was tightly opened and closed because of the sound. With another pair of cold and smooth lips, it looks like some platinum nobleman is dissatisfied and leans forward to ask for a kiss.

Ron's wine-red eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss...

In the distance, Young Master Lin, who had just set up the tent and planned to go out to visit friends, walked over yawning, and then he couldn't take off the hand covering his mouth no matter what.

Facing each other, a certain black-haired and green-eyed boy who seemed to have the same purpose as him also walked towards him. The two people who met by accident maintained a standing posture, staring at each other.

They were all shocked by what happened in the woods nearby.

Seeing that two people in the forest who are completely impossible to be together are now hugging each other and gnawing inextricably, this is almost to refresh the collapsed reality of the inherent worldview of the two onlookers, making the two twitch together with aspirations The corners of his mouth curled up.

Ron Weasley and Draco Malfoy! ?

...Fuck, this is absolutely unscientific!