Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

“Hmph!”

Even knowing in his heart that he had misspoke, the words had already left his mouth, and in such a situation, it was somewhat impossible to ask him to take them back.

So, Ron just stiffened his neck, still putting on a tough stance, confronting Draco.

And Draco, who had originally planned to endure, finally had his face completely darken with Ron's words.

“Looks like your poor Weasley father not only didn't give you new clothes and a new wand… but didn't even teach you the most basic pure-blood etiquette!?”

Goyle and Crabbe stood behind Draco, listening to his words, recovering from their shock, and looking at his back, their expressions couldn't help but become strange.

“Seems like you usually act like this too…”

The two of them thought to themselves.

“What did you say!”

Ron's face flushed red as his blood rushed to his head, he reached out his hand, and casually picked up the wand placed on the compartment table, pointing it straight at Draco.

“What right do you have to talk about my dad! At least he wasn't a Death Eater before!”

“Ron, don't!”

Seeing the direction things were developing was gradually getting out of control, Harry hurriedly reached out and grabbed Ron's sleeve, hoping to calm him down.

“Leave me alone, Harry! This guy insulted my dad! I'm going to give him a good beating!”

Ron, his head clouded by anger, shook off Harry's hand, the raised wand still not lowered, and said to Draco through gritted teeth.

“Excellent… excellent…”

Draco's face was as black as could be, and veins bulged and throbbed at his temples… indicating the intensity of his emotional fluctuations at this moment.

“Goyle!”

Draco shouted loudly!

Goyle, who had been waiting for orders behind him, heard Draco's voice and immediately let out a malicious smile.

He cracked his knuckles, making a crisp "crack" sound, then took a step forward, reaching out to teach Ron a lesson.

“Wait!”

However, just as he was about to pass Draco, Draco's hand grabbed his shirt, pulling him back abruptly.

“What are you going to do?!”

While speaking, he reached out and stuffed the notebook that had been tucked under his ribs since just now into his arms.

“Help me hold the gift my uncle gave me… I want to personally teach his father's son a lesson in manners!”

Then, he stopped looking at Goyle, and slowly untied the robe he was wearing, his eyes locked on Ron.

“Do you want to use that wand of yours to have a go at me?”

Looking at the wand in Ron's hand, which looked like it had been used for ages, Draco laughed.

“What…”

Listening to Draco's words, Ron was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

The real intention of him picking up the wand was just to scare the other party and add a bit of momentum to himself.

After all, as a young wizard who hadn't yet entered school, Ron didn't know any magic at all.

The only help this wand could provide him at this moment was to poke Draco's butt like a fire poker.

“Uh… I mean, of course!”

But soon, the tough Ron once again braced himself and gave a positive answer.

“If you have the guts, tell your two cronies to get lost! Let's have a fair fight like wizards!!”

Ron's calculation was extremely shrewd…

In his opinion, since they were the same age, even if Draco's family was rich, it was impossible for him to have been taught any powerful offensive spells in just a vacation.

At most, it would be like his mother, lightly using a "Scourgify."

The truly棘手thing was the two overweight fatties behind him!

If they really fought, he and Harry (Harry said he didn't know why he was being counted in…) would never be a match for those two guys, and would only get a beatdown.

But if he used his cleverness to force Draco to give up his greatest advantage… then he could use this wand to poke Draco's butt hard!

Anyway, he had absolute confidence that a rich young master like that, who lived in a mansion, couldn't possibly be his match when it came to fighting.

Thinking of this, Ron's face already showed a confident look.

He couldn't help but stick out his chest higher, looking at Draco with contempt, and continued to say.

“What? Could it be that the Malfoy family only wants to rely on their subordinates to bully others with numbers?”

“Pfft…”

Draco laughed even more happily, and even his originally dark expression became lively again.

“No, just like you said—”

Draco said, his hand slowly moving down, reaching into his robe, and skillfully grabbing his wand.

“Let's fight like wizards!”

With a "whoosh!" sound, the wand cut through the air, making a sharp whistle, pointing straight at Ron, who was also holding a wand.

And Draco's expression also became serious the moment the wand was drawn.

Obviously, even just from the way the two held their wands, anyone could see the vast difference between them.

“A wizard's duel is often accompanied by irreversible dangers.

So when you really face a wizard with a wand, don't consider any dueling etiquette!

Defeating your opponent as quickly as possible is the real etiquette!”

What Charlie had told him at the manor flashed through Draco's mind.

So, without the slightest hesitation, Draco's wand moved quickly in his hand.

“SERPENSORTIA (Snake Creation Spell)!!”

A string of perfect spells was quickly recited from his mouth, and Draco's shaking wrist immediately stopped—

“Bang!”

Only to see the tip of the brown-purple hawthorn wand suddenly make a muffled sound, and the whole thing burst open.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of gray mist poured out, slowly solidifying from the burst tip of the wand, turning into a black phosphorus long snake with a triangular head and diamond-shaped eyes.

“Thump…”

The long snake fell from the air into the carriage, as if hitting Ron's heart.

“Hiss… Ha!!!!”

Finally, accompanied by the black snake's hiss, his legs couldn't help but tremble, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

“Hey! Wait, maybe we should all calm down.”

In the face of the crisis, facing the suddenly appearing and menacing long snake, Harry still stood up without hesitation, blocking between Draco and Ron.

“Get out of the way! Harry Potter.”

Draco looked at Harry standing in front of him, first stunned, then frowned again.

“This guy provoked me, and he was the one who raised his wand at me first, now I have to teach him a lesson!”