Hogwarts Begins in 1938

Chapter 36 Sad Tom

It was dinner time, and there was no one in the corridor. The two of Haiwen chased and fought without any scruples, and laughed a lot.

When Elena turned a corner, she turned her head to look at Hai Wen, and shouted: "Don't come over, I won't be polite if you come over again!"

Seeing her running away like a deer, with her silver hair flicking behind her head, Haiwen's brain twitched, and he said with a sly smile, "You yelled, and no one paid attention to you when you yelled and broke your throat."

With a ghostly smile on his face, Haiwen ran to the corner, and just as he turned around, he saw a tall figure standing in front of Elena, it was Tom.Compared with the first time I met him, probably because the food in Hogwarts was better than that in the orphanage, his figure was no longer thin, but he looked a bit strong, and his face looked a bit more handsome.

"Tang..." Haiwen was about to say hello, when a cold voice came from the opposite side, "Disarm you!" At the same time, a red light shot over.

"Armor protection!" Adding a protective spell to himself, Hai Wen looked at him in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that his spell didn't work, Tom didn't give up, and shot at him again without saying a word.

Feeling the power of the curse that was shot, Haiwen immediately lost interest in the young Dark Lord at this time. With the strength of Haiwen's protective spell at this time, it would take him a long time to cast it even standing up.

He didn't mean to play cat and mouse, Hewen just wanted to end this inexplicable battle quickly. I heard that casting spells in the corridor would result in points being deducted. Wouldn't it be bad if someone caught him? He was in Slytherin His popularity is not very good in the first place, if points are deducted from the academy, it will be blamed by thousands of people.

But before he could make a move, a voice yelled from behind Tom: "Disarm you!"

A red light hit Tom from behind, and his body was instantly sent flying by the spell. He circled in the air before landing on the ground, and the wand in his hand fell to the side.

Tom looked at Elena in disbelief, his eyes widened, his lips twitched a few times, but he didn't say a word.

Haven retracted his wand, ran to Elena, and asked strangely, "What are you doing? Why did Tom attack me?"

"I don't know either. I just turned around, and before I could react, I was pulled back by him, and then he attacked you." Elena also put away her wand, with the same bewildered expression on her face.

Tom watched the two standing close together, talking as if no one else was there, and looked at himself with a strange expression. Thinking of the moment he was stabbed in the back just now, he felt mixed feelings, and his originally pale face turned green and red. fickle.

Just when Haven was about to ask a question, Tom suddenly yelled, and just when the two thought he was about to get up and fight, Tom picked up his wand and limped away.

"What a weirdo." Eileen looked at Tom's disappearing figure, muttered, and then ran to the restaurant, "Hurry up, after such a delay, if you don't hurry up, there will really be nothing left!"

Haiwen looked at Elena's beautiful back, then turned his head to look at the direction Tom left, and shrugged. At this time, he probably realized what was going on. I have to say, this is really a tragedy, poor Tom wants to be like a hero to save the beauty, and he doesn't care if the beauty wants you to save him or not. Now it's all right. The backstab is definitely a critical hit with tens of thousands of points. Hearing the last desperate roar, it's really sad to hear Those who see it weep.

"Puff~hahaha~" Haiwen shook his shoulders, laughed wildly, and chased after Elena. With this, today's dinner would be a profit. This must be Voldemort's black history.

The two rushed in a hurry, but in the end they still couldn't eat it. In the end, they could only enjoy Elena's love box lunch, which made her impression of Tom worse.

In the next few days, Hai Wen, who thought the matter was over, found that when he was in class together, he always felt a malicious gaze staring at him, and when he looked around, the gaze disappeared again.

But even though he didn't see the current situation, he wanted to know who had such a big resentment.

Haiwen smiled wryly in his heart, Tom, I didn't do this backstab, you hate what I did.

Although he feels wronged, Haiwen is not afraid. Through the previous contests, he knows that Tom is stronger than the average freshman at this time, and he is far behind him. ah.

During the flying lesson that day, Haiwen hid aside as usual, practicing silent spellcasting.There were a few subjects at Hogwarts that he'd been doing his own thing because he didn't think they made much sense, such as History of Magic, and flying lessons.

Except for the first class, he gave Mrs. Dupont a bit of face, and rode a sweeping star to circle the sky a few times. He was only a human being in the following classes, and as long as he was free to move, he would definitely hide away. , Never take part in games that seem a bit boring to him.

But today, it seemed a little difficult for him to be free. When he was suffocating the silent spell, the two figures slowly approached.

"Haven" a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Oh, it's you, Al." Haiwen raised his head and greeted Alfat and Elena in front of him.

"Haven, we are still short of one person, stop sitting down, come together." Arafate said and was going to pull him up.

After he patted his buttocks and stood up, he looked at him and Elena strangely, "Why did you send someone? Didn't you all work in a team before? Isn't it chasing and fleeing now instead of chasing and fleeing twice?" ?”

"No, no, it's Madam Dupont who said we're flying pretty well, and we can start playing Quidditch." Alfat waved his hands, looked at Haven expectantly, and waited for him to join him.

"I remember there are fourteen people in the two Quidditch teams. We only have eight people in the first grade. Where can we find the other six? Or are we going to play against the Gryffindor guys?" Hewen asked a little strangely.

"No, Madam Dupont won't let us play real Quidditch, only Quaffle, no Bludgers and Snitches, so one team has three Chasers and one goalkeeper, and the two teams are exactly eight people." Alphat explained.

"Oh, that's how it is. I said, why did Mrs. Dupont let you play Quidditch? The Bludger can kill you in one hit. It turns out that only the Quaffle is there." Haven looked at Alphat jokingly. .

"Huh, Quidditch is only thrilling if you need a Bludger, so why is it called Quidditch!" Alfart was obviously dissatisfied, and complained in a low voice.

"That is to say, what kind of Quidditch is this, I don't play it." Heiwen was about to sit down again and continue his practice, but was stopped by Alfat.

"Don't, even if it's not a complete Quidditch, it's not strong. The three of us are Chasers together, and we work well together in practice. Maybe we can get into the academy team in the second grade." Alfat looked Haiwen's pleading face showed how much he wanted to play Quidditch in his heart. This kid had never begged anyone like this before, and he had the arrogance of the Black family.

Hai Wen squeezed his chin, looked at Alfat, he was one of the few people in school who could talk except for Elena, and he was full of anticipation when he saw Elena again, and he slapped his hands.

"Okay, let's play with you for a while."

(End of this chapter)