The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

The word immediately caused an explosive reaction. Flint had to rush in front of Draco to prevent Fred and George from jumping on him. Alicia screamed, "How dare you!"

Ron reached into his robes and pulled out his wand, shouting, "You'll pay for it, Malfoy!" He pointed at Malfoy's face from under Flint's arm in a rage.

Linde stuck his head out and watched the scene carefully.

A huge explosion resounded throughout the stadium, and a green light shot out from the back of the wand and hit Ron's abdomen, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

Beautiful, that's it. Linde nodded slightly behind the crowd.

"Ron! Ron! Are you okay?" Hermione screamed. Linde also suddenly rushed out, ran to Ron with concern, and picked up his wand by the way.

Ron opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out, instead he burped loudly, and several slugs fell from his mouth to his thighs.

The Gryffindor team members also surrounded Ron, who kept spitting out shiny big slugs. Seeing this, Lind deliberately exposed two of his body positions and pretended to be squeezed out.

The Slytherin team members were all paralyzed with laughter. Flint laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight, and supported himself with a new broom.

Malfoy was even more exaggerated. He got on all fours and pounded the ground with his fists while laughing wildly, but he couldn't laugh anymore the next second. He suddenly saw a boot flying over from the corner of his eye.

Jane stared at Malfoy and kicked him in the face.

A scream resounded throughout the stadium again,

Malfoy rolled on his back on the ground, just like the big slug that Ron had just spit out. One kick was not enough, Jane wanted to continue to kick him twice, but Flint, who reacted, hit him hard with a broom.

The rest of the Slytherin team members also ran over and began to care about their team's sponsor.

The Gryffindor team also saw this scene, leaving only Harry and a few female players here to take care of them.

Fred, George and others stood behind Wood, with smug and angry looks on their faces, as if they would pounce on him in the next second.

Hermione saw her friend being knocked down, and hurried over to help her up.

Linde walked over, took a look at Jane's condition, and stood in front of her.

It would be boring if it turned into a fight. Linde thought to himself. By the way, he gave Jane a thumbs up.

This girl has a really bad temper.

Jane supported Hermione, and rubbed her waist with her other hand, where Flint had hit her hard with a broom just now.

She stared at Malfoy with a dead look. Seeing this, Hermione hurriedly pulled her, "Jane, calm down. If you fight again, you will..."

"You don't understand." Jane interrupted Hermione, "Mudblood... This word means: dirty, inferior blood."

Hermione was stunned, she didn't react yet, and thought that Malfoy was so angry because he called her a tomboy.

Jane continued, "This word is a derogatory term used by those pure-blood families who claim to be noble to refer to Muggle-born wizards. It shows the extreme discrimination of one group against another."

"To say such a thing is the most vicious of all vicious." Wood added.

"It's okay, it doesn't mean anything!" In the stiff atmosphere, Lind said nonchalantly. Although he seemed to be standing in front of Jane, he was actually not thinking about it at all.

"It's ridiculous enough to claim to be pure-blood. Perhaps in the mouths of most Slytherins, only their origin is worth talking about.

I simply don't understand why you care so much about blood. Could it be that having a good origin makes them naturally smarter than others?" Lind wanted to complain about Voldemort by the way, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. After all, there are many Death Eaters in this group of people.

As he said, Lind glanced around them nonchalantly. Especially when he saw Flint's buck teeth and Malfoy covering his face, he grinned.

"It doesn't seem to make them smart. Maybe their brains are not very bright because of inbreeding.

Hmm... Let me think, what did that sentence say?" At this time, the atmosphere between the two sides had dropped to the freezing point, and they could fight at any time.

Linde still hummed nonchalantly, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he remembered what he wanted to say:

"Wizards do not respect blood, but blood is proud of wizards!

I hope some of you can do something that makes your family proud, instead of jumping up and down like a monkey every day because of your birth."

After speaking, Linde looked at them quietly.

"Well said! Linde" Fred shouted, clapping with all his strength. So far, no one in their Weasley family has done badly, even if they don't like Percy, they admit that he is excellent. What Linde said was really to the point.

Then, cheers rang out from the Gryffindor side.

"You... How dare you!" Flint rushed over like crazy. He was speechless after being said by Lind. He couldn't find any words to fight back, so he could only use his fists.

Lind drew out his wand and looked at the person who came without caring. Just as he was about to cast a spell, a man rushed over next to him.

Bang!

The two of them collided fiercely. It was Wood.

He was half a head taller than Flint. Now the two of them were in a stalemate. Wood looked down at Flint: "What do you want to do to our friends in the college? Use your fists..."

Flint pulled his hand hard, but found that his hand was tightly grasped by Wood, "So what if I use my fists!"

At the same time, not far from the court, a voice rang out: "Hey, hey. What are you doing?"

Everyone turned their heads and saw Lockhart coming over. He was wearing a lavender robe and had a smile on his face.

He came over and saw Wood and Flint separated. "Hey, I just went to teach Mr. Hagrid how to prevent water monsters from getting into the well and saw you."

No one cares what you do, okay? Everyone said in their hearts.

"Don't tell me you want to fight. If that's the case, I'll have to take action."

Linde was silenced by his pretentious appearance.

Malfoy was helped up and snorted disdainfully.

In such a stiff atmosphere, Fred and George stood up, "Oh my God, Professor Lockhart. Don't joke with us."

"How can we fight!" George said.

"Can't you see it with your eyes?" Fred praised. Lockhart's smile became brighter.

"We just... just..."

"Let's discuss Quidditch together."

The two of them sang in unison, and the vague words made Lockhart lost.

"Of course I saw it. I just wanted to see if I could teach you.

After all, I still have some skills in Quidditch." He said without blushing.

"Of course, of course. But I think we should go to eat." Fred said.

"Yes, Wood, we haven't eaten all morning!"

"Oh, well, it seems I'm a little late. Hey, kid, what's wrong with you." Lockhart only saw the blood on Malfoy's face and the nose that had been broken in the middle, as well as the red shoe prints on his face.

"Oh, it was a small mistake. I accidentally fell off the broom just now." Malfoy explained quickly.

But Lockhart didn't listen to his explanation, and walked over by himself with a smile on his face. "Okay, kid, it's okay. Leave it to me. It's just a minor injury. I promise your nose will be as handsome as mine in the next second."

"No need, Professor. Hey, stop." Malfoy said in horror, and several Slytherins hurriedly tried to stop Lockhart.

However, Lockhart's spell came so fast that a green beam of light hit Malfoy's nose directly.

"This..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's done!" Malfoy touched his nose in disbelief, but he couldn't laugh in the next second.

His nose was crooked.

Lockhart was a little flustered, and then pretended to be calm. "Well, it's connected. Next, you go to the infirmary for some minor repairs, and your nose will be back. After all, this is just an emergency measure."

After that, he never mentioned Quidditch, and hurriedly said that he suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with a big shot who could not be revealed, and then walked away.

Malfoy had no choice but to walk away surrounded by the Slytherins. Before leaving, they all looked at Lind's position, leaving threatening eyes.

"It's okay, if they cause trouble for you, just tell me." Wood patted Lind's shoulder, signaling him to rest assured.

Lind nodded, "Thank you!"

"Oh my God, it's a good thing that Lind pulled you to stop Ron, otherwise Ron might be in a worse situation!" Harry's voice sounded.

Everyone remembered Ron at this time, and he was now vomiting and looking at Lind gratefully.

"You should let the professor take a look, he will definitely be able to handle it." Hermione said a little unhappy.

"You are so sure after seeing Malfoy like that?" Harry said.

"Okay, don't waste time on this kind of thing, let's send him to the school infirmary first!" Jane interrupted the conversation between the two. Last time, she and Hermione had a quarrel about skipping classes.

After that, she realized that it was impossible to change the image of Lockhart being very powerful from Hermione's mind in a short time, and she tried not to argue with Hermione in this regard.

Lind picked up the wand and looked at it again and again before returning it to Ron. He found all the traces that could be found in this regard.

Maybe Ron will choose to borrow money to buy a wand after this time.