[HP] Pledge allegiance to Gellert

In fact, the situation at that time was as follows:

Master Malfoy poked Mr. Potter with his wand at close range, and then didn't use too much magic, and only used three consecutively.

Those three spells are: Arcane Missiles.Silently.devil fire.

The effect of the first arcane missile blasting Mr. Potter off the broom, the effect of the second silently making Mr. Potter unable to cast spells, and the effect of the third devil fire, you all know.

that's all.Oh, it's a pity that Patriarch Malfoy wasn't there at this time, otherwise he would be very happy.In general, this set of spells by Master Malfoy is a very accurate and calm spellcasting, which just cut off all of Mr. Potter's escape routes. He knocked down the broom and couldn't cast spells. Adding the devil's fire, the devil's fire couldn't kill him A fall from this height would also kill him.

It's so ruthless, come directly and silently.

Mr. Potter sighed when he fell off the broom, then wiped the blood from his mouth, and gave himself a lightening spell with no sound or staff.

I don't know what happened to that devil... Master Malfoy lost his hand?That devil's fire passed over Mr. Potter's head and hit the Gryffindor auditorium...

……Hello!Hello!This is not true, is it? !No, run!

Realizing what had happened, the devil's fire exploded, and the Gryffindor audience roared.

Mr. Potter's falling speed slowed down after applying the lightening spell, and several Gryffindor school team members sometimes caught him, and then rushed to the medical wing.Countless Gryffindor students who were innocently affected followed in tears, and then the Slytherin school team also fell down one after another.

In this match, Master Malfoy killed the opponent's two batsmen, a goalkeeper and a seeker by himself. God knows there are only seven players in the school Quidditch team.

But it was a pity that although the opponent's Seeker, Mr. Potter, was killed, he still got the Snitch, so the match ended and Gryffindor still won.

But the Slytherins were not upset, because they suddenly found that killing them all was much more enjoyable than winning.

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Master Malfoy strode towards Eric as soon as he started. Eric was terrified, couldn't Senior Malfoy have seen something?

Ahhh, he didn't do it on purpose!He didn't know that it would only work if the Seeker caught the Snitch!He didn't know Potter's eyes were so sharp!He didn't know that the Golden Snitch would be so stubborn!He really didn't want to let Senior Malfoy go away!

But Master Malfoy walked to the sidelines, just bent down in front of Eric, and whispered to Eric, "Eric, help me fasten the buttons."

……Ugh?

Not being beaten.

Eric looked up, and Master Malfoy's face was covered with cold sweat, his hands were hanging by his side, trembling even though he was trying his best to stabilize.

……Understood.

Without high-intensity arm training, not everyone can be a batsman.The activity of flying a big iron ball that flies towards you is still too much burden for ordinary people... especially for a delicate and expensive Slytherin like Master Malfoy.

Master Malfoy's way of hitting the ball with all his strength is just venting his personal anger. No professional hitter can be more ruthless than him.

Pulled muscle?Definitely.

Eric fastened the buttons of his robe meticulously to Master Malfoy with a cracked expression, and Master Malfoy let him do it with his head down without saying anything.

There was silence around him, Eric felt that if something happened to him these days, it would definitely be caused by Master Malfoy... Can you count how many people are looking at his back with envy and hatred?

After Eric finished buttoning the buttons, Master Malfoy straightened up, and he no longer blocked Eric's sight. Eric seemed to see... Mr. Potter, who was lying on a stretcher and was about to be taken to the medical wing, was watching coldly with him.

Still looking at me?kill you! Child Eric returned him a pure smile innocently and cutely.Child paper's body is still good, for example, he can slander others openly without anyone doubting him.

That's right, who would take the time to wonder what a freshman is capable of, right?

Then Mr. Potter turned his eyes away, but they were definitely not blindfolded.Maybe he was often so shady when he was a child.

In fact, when Eric turned around and walked out with Master Malfoy, he felt a little contempt in his heart.

If you provoke him again, he really has many ways to kill him.For example, in the corridor, the armored knight next to him suddenly slashed down with a sword, the wand suddenly lost control and cast magic towards him, the portrait suddenly closed and pinched you to death, the stairs suddenly went up and squeezed you into a ball of flesh on the ceiling... Wizard Magic items in the world are very common, and if you control the magic items, these methods of killing are all achievable.

The chief of the dignified college actually came to kill the freshman prefect of the hostile college. Was James Potter's bad character inherited from his ancestors?Sure enough... It didn't make him feel good about the Potter family.

Eric followed Master Malfoy out.

"Senior, are you going to the medical wing?"

"No, I'll go back to the dormitory, where I have healing potions."

"Then do I need to send you back to the dormitory?"

"...Eric."

"Yes."

"Trust me, I'm not so hurt that I need someone to take me back to the dormitory."

"==Oh."

"It's you, do you remember the way back to the dormitory?"

"=="

"You really don't know."

Eric thought rationally that he would be able to ask directions from the portraits and armor walls and stairs in the future, so would he still be afraid of road idiots in the future?There is nothing wrong with running rampant!He really found the right way to use the magic of the Castle Wright family!

The mood is blooming~

Master Malfoy said with a smile: "I'd better go back to the dormitory by myself. By the way, Eric, have you finished class? The school team game seems to have interrupted your class."

"Who cares about him?" Eric shrugged, "Anyway, I'm exempt."

"Oh, exempt from training." A half-smile suddenly appeared on Master Malfoy's face, "Eric, did you mess with Potter just now?"

Eric played dumb for a moment: "Oh? Didn't you hit Mr. Potter with a Bludger?"

"Bulder?" Master Malfoy smiled even more, "Okay, Bludger..."

Eric bit the bullet and withstood the pressure...

Oh God help me...

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During dinner, Eric saw Master Malfoy appearing in the auditorium as usual.

"? Senior, are you all right?"