harleyscars Chapter 116 Bloodline
Chapter 116 Bloodline
Chapter 116 Bloodline
The word immediately sparked an explosive response.Flint had to get in front of Draco to prevent Fred and George from jumping on top of him.Alicia screamed, "How dare you!"
Ron reached inside his robes and drew his wand, shouting, "You'll pay for it, Malfoy!" He pointed furiously at Malfoy's face from under Flint's arm.
Linde poked his face out and stared at 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 in the stomach, knocking him staggering and falling to the ground.
Beautiful, that's it.Linde nodded slightly behind the crowd.
"Ron! Ron! Are you all right?" Hermione screamed.Linde also rushed out suddenly, ran to Ron with concern, and picked up his wand by the way.
Ron opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't utter a word. Instead, he hiccupped, and a few slugs fell from his mouth onto his lap.
The Gryffindor team surrounded Ron, who kept spitting out shiny slugs.Seeing this, Linde intentionally revealed two figures, pretending to be squeezed out.
The Slytherin team collapsed with laughter.Flint straightened up laughing, propped up on his new broom.
Malfoy was even more exaggerated. He landed on all fours, pounding the ground with both fists and laughing wildly, but he couldn't laugh anymore in the next second.Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a boot flying towards him.
Jane stared at Malfoy and kicked him hard in the face.
A scream resounded throughout the stadium again,
Malfoy rolled on his back like the slug that Ron just spat out.One kick was not enough, and Jane wanted to continue to add two kicks, but Flint, who had reacted, hit her hard with a broom.
The rest of the Slytherin players were also the beneficiary fathers who ran over and began to care about their own team.
Everyone in Gryffindor also saw this scene, leaving only Harry and a few female players here to take care of them.
Standing behind Wood was Fred George and others. Their faces were full of pride and anger, as if they would pounce on them in the next second.
Seeing her friend being knocked down, Hermione hurried over to help her up.
Linde walked over, looked at Jane's state, and stood in front of her.
It would be boring to evolve into a weapon fight.Linde thought to himself.By the way, give Jane a thumbs up.
This girl has a really bad temper.
Jane supported Hermione, and rubbed her waist with the other hand, where Flint had messed with the broom just now.
She stared intently at Malfoy.Seeing this, Hermione hurriedly pulled her, "Jane, calm down. If you fight again, it will be..."
"You don't understand." Jane interrupted Hermione, "Mudblood... the word means: dirty, inferior blood."
Hermione was stunned, she still hadn't realized it, she thought it was Malfoy who called her a man-in-law to be so angry.
Jane went on to say, "This term is used by some self-proclaimed noble pure-blood families to refer to Muggle-born wizards. It shows the extreme discrimination of one group against another group."
"It's the worst of viciousness to say something like that," Wood added.
"It's okay, it's really not interesting!" In the stiff atmosphere, Lin De said nonchalantly. Although he seemed to be standing in front of Jane now, he was not thinking about it at all.
"It's ridiculous enough to claim to be a pure blood. Perhaps most people in Slytherin are the only thing worth mentioning about their origin.
I just don't understand why you guys care so much about bloodlines.Is it possible that having a good background makes them naturally smarter than others? "Linde wanted to complain about Voldemort by the way, but after thinking about it, let it go. After all, this group of people must have Death Eaters.
As he spoke, Linde glanced at them nonchalantly.Especially grinning at the sight of Flint's buck teeth and Malfoy covering his face.
"It doesn't seem to make them very smart. Maybe it's also because of the inbreeding that makes them a little bit out of their minds.
Hmm... Let me think about it, how do you say that sentence? "At this time, the atmosphere of the two sides has dropped to freezing point, and it is possible to fight at any time.
Linde still muttered nonchalantly, as if he was thinking about something.Finally, he remembered what he wanted to say:
"Wizards don't respect bloodlines, but bloodlines are proud of wizards!
Hopefully some of you will do something that your family can be proud of instead of jumping up and down like a monkey every day depending on your birth. "
After speaking, Linde looked at them quietly.
"Well said! Linde" Fred called out, clapping with all his might.Their Weasley family has not been doing badly until now, even if they don't like Percy, they admit that he is excellent.What Linde said was pretty much on point.
Then, Gryffindor cheered.
"You... how dare you!" Flint rushed over like crazy, he was speechless by Linde's words, and he couldn't find a way to fight back, so he could only use his fists.
Linde drew out his wand, looked at the person who came indifferently, and was about to cast a spell, when a person rushed up beside him.
boom!
The two hit each other hard, it was Wood.
He was half a head taller than Flint, and now they were in a stalemate, Wood looked down at Flint: "What do you want to do to our friends in the academy? Use your fists..."
Flint yanked his hand fiercely, only to find that his hand was firmly grasped by Wood, "So what if you use your fist!"
At the same time, not far from the stadium, a voice sounded: "Hey, hey. What are you doing?"
Everyone turned their heads and saw Lockhart walking over. He was wearing a lavender robe with a smile on his face.
Coming over, he saw Wood and Flint separated. "Hey, I just saw you when I went to teach Mr. Hagrid how to prevent the water monster from getting into the well."
No one cares what you're doing, okay?Everyone said in their hearts.
"You mustn't tell me you want to fight. If that happens, I'll have to."
Linde was directly silenced by his pretentious appearance.
Malfoy was helped up and let out a disdainful snort.
In such a stiff atmosphere, Fred George and the others stood up, "Oh my God, Professor Lockhart. Stop joking with us."
"How could we fight!" said George.
"Can't your eyes see it?" boasted Fred.The smile on Lockhart's face widened even further.
"We're just... just..."
"Let's discuss Quidditch."
The two sang together, and spoke vaguely until Lockhart couldn't find the way.
"Of course I saw it. I just wanted to come over and see if I could guide you guys.
After all, I've got some knack for Quidditch. "He said without blushing.
"Of course, of course. But I think it's time we went to dinner," said Fred.
"Yeah, Wood, we haven't eaten all morning!"
"Oh, well, it looks like I'm a little late. Hey, boy, what's the matter with you." Lockhart only then saw the blood on Malfoy's face, the nose that had been severed in the middle, and the blood on his face. Red shoe prints.
"Oh, it was a small mistake. I accidentally fell off the broom just now." Malfoy quickly explained.
But Lockhart didn't listen to his explanation, and walked over on his own, with a smile on his face. "Okay, it's okay kid. Leave it to me. It's just a small injury. Make sure your nose is as handsome as mine in a second."
"No professor. Hey, stop." Malfoy said in horror, and several people in Slytherin also hurriedly tried to stop Lockhart.
However, Lockhart's spell came so quickly, 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 the next second he couldn't laugh.
His nose is crooked.
Lockhart panicked, then pretended to calm down. "Well, it's done. Then you go to the infirmary and do some minor repairs, and your nose will be back. After all, this is just an emergency measure."
After finishing speaking, he never mentioned anything about Quidditch, and hurriedly said that he suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with some important person who could not be revealed, and then walked away.
Malfoy couldn't tell, so he had to walk away surrounded by the Slytherins.Before leaving, they all looked at Linde's position, leaving threatening eyes.
"It's okay, just tell me if they bother you." Wood patted Linde on the shoulder, signaling him to rest assured.
Linde nodded, "Thank you!"
"My God, it's a good thing that Lin pulled you to block Ron, otherwise Ron might be in a worse situation!" Harry's voice sounded.
Only then did everyone think of Ron, who was looking at Linde gratefully while vomiting.
"You should let the professor take a look, he can definitely handle it." Hermione said a little unhappy.
"You've seen Malfoy like that and you're so sure?" 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 fight over skipping class.
Afterwards, she understood that it was impossible to reverse the powerful image of Lockhart from Hermione's mind in a short time, and she tried her best 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 every trace that could be found in this regard.
Maybe Ron will choose to borrow money for a wand after this time.
(End of this chapter)