I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

"Nasty old bat, you won't be able to rest for the whole weekend now." Ron and Harry finished Professor Trelawney's divination class and followed the flow of people to the auditorium in disgrace.

"Fell asleep in class? Or did she leave a bunch of homework for you?" Hermione caught up from behind and patted the two of them on the shoulders.

"It's homework... nine feet long Divination homework." Harry looked at Hermione and shook his head.

"Professor Victor didn't leave any homework, but after class, I felt that Zhang Chun's quick math calculation method was even more important." Hermione shook her fluffy hair and looked around, "He is still sleeping in the dormitory. Woolen cloth?"

"How do I know... Such an enviable transfer student, with a large scholarship, his own independent dormitory, and the ability to sleep without going to class..." Ron muttered.

As soon as the three of them reached the door of the auditorium, a harsh voice suddenly appeared behind them.

"Weasley! Hi, redhead."

Harry, Ron and Hermione turned away.It was Malfoy, and his followers Crabbe and Goyle.They stood on the edge of the lawn, as if they were happy about something.

"What?" Ron said angrily.

"Look! Your father is in the newspaper, Weasley." Malfoy slapped the "Daily Prophet" in his hand with his fingers, "Want to hear it..."

As he spoke, he deliberately amplified his voice and read the newspaper.

"Our special correspondent Rita Skeeter reports that the Ministry of Magic has been under fire recently for its sluggish performance at the Quidditch World Cup and the fact that they still have not found the whereabouts of a wizard official. And just yesterday, Arnold Weasley, head of the Department for the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts, has put the Ministry of Magic into a new embarrassing situation with his bizarre behavior."

Malfoy raised his head, "Your father's name is Arthur, right? They didn't even spell your father's name correctly, huh, insignificant little person."

Seeing everyone's attention focused on him, Malfoy continued to read the newspaper.

The following content is that Mr. Weasley had a conflict with the Muggle law enforcers ("police"). Mr. Weasley was finally forced to modify the memories of several Muggle police officers in order to escape.

But the newspaper also included a photo.

"There is another photo, Weasley!" Malfoy raised the newspaper, "A photo of your parents, they are standing in front of a thatched house - oh, I'm sorry, I saw it wrong, this is your home. By the way, your mother is really fat, how did she get into the door of this small room?"

"Go away, Malfoy." Harry pulled Ron's arm, and Ron was rushing out to beat Malfoy. "Calm down, Ron.".

"Oh, by the way, Potter, don't you often go to the Weasley house?" Malfoy said sarcastically, "Then you should tell me how her mother usually travels far away, riding two flying broomsticks? "

"What about your mother, Malfoy?" Harry and Hermione pressed Ron hard and continued, "Every time she gives you a gift, she looks like there's shit under her nose. She's always like that. ? Or is it because you are standing underneath her..."

Malfoy's pale face instantly turned slightly red.

"How dare you insult my mother, Potter."

"Then shut your fat mouth." Harry turned around and hugged Ron before leaving.

Malfoy pulled out his wand and pointed it straight at Harry's background. Just as he was about to cast a curse, I felt a strong hand grasp my wrist.

"What do you want to do? Little Golden Retriever. Are you going to hurt someone from behind?" Zhang Chun's scarred face came up to him, startling Malfoy.

Harry and others turned around suddenly and saw Zhang Chun standing behind Malfoy, holding his arm to one side forcefully. Malfoy immediately squatted down in pain.

"Little golden retriever, try my grappling hand. Oh, such a big man has no energy at all. What did you eat to grow up?" Zhang Chun easily controlled Malfoy's arm.

"Let me go, I'm going to give you a curse...ah, it hurts..." Malfoy's face turned red.

Crabbe and Goyle quickly drew out their wands.

"Oops, I forgot. This is Hogwarts. The grappler violated the rules. We should use magic." Zhang Chun smiled and waved Malfoy aside.

Crabbe and Goyle quickly helped Malfoy who fell to the ground.

Malfoy stood up and saw everyone around him staring at him. His face turned red, and he waved his wand and shouted at Zhang Chun, "I want to duel with you!"

"Who? You, I thought you could only stab people in the back." Zhang Chun's tone was contemptuous.

"Come on! How dare you. You freak." Malfoy said with a sullen face.

"Hey, challenge me to a duel, you are asking for death." Zhang Chun simply put his hands on his hips.

At this time, Harry, Ron and Hermione ran to Zhang Chun's side.

"Ignore him. You will be punished for casting curses on campus! He won't do it." Harry held Ron with one hand and held Zhang Chun with the other.

Hermione stood next to Zhang Chun and said loudly to Malfoy, "Zhang Chun doesn't have a wand yet. If you have the ability, find one who can."

"For example...you? Sharp teeth and claws!!" Malfoy suddenly waved his wand at Hermione.

A green light flew towards Hermione...

Soon enough, Zhang Chun was already on guard against Malfoy getting angry out of embarrassment, and quickly moved sideways to protect her.

boom!

After the explosion, Zhang Chun and Hermione were fine, but Goyle next to Malfoy emitted a cloud of green smoke, and then grew rat-like front teeth and curled nails.

"Missed! Pretty boy." Zhang Chun turned around and said to Malfoy with a smile, "Do it again, and I'll give you another chance."

"Petrify them all!" Malfoy gritted his teeth and recited another spell.

With a bang, this time Crabbe fell down beside him.

Seeing that Zhang Chun was hit by two magic spells, but nothing happened to him, while his partner was hit by the spell and fell to the ground. Malfoy's eyes widened in fright, and his hand holding the wand was shaking.

Zhang Chun protected Hermione behind him and walked up to Malfoy step by step.

"Don't come here..." Malfoy shivered and backed away.

Zhang Chun walked two steps in front of him and said with a sneer, "You say I'm a freak. You can't even beat a freak without a wand, so what are you? Oh, I understand. No wonder Harry just said you When mom sees you, it’s like you have big shit under your nose..."

"You...you..." Malfoy said incoherently.

"What are you?" Zhang Chun stared at him and said coldly, "You are a loser who only dares to attack women!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chun added, "Trash from the pure-blood wizard family."

"I...I'm not a waste!!" Malfoy waved his wand at Zhang Chun angrily, shouted and recited a curse,

"Burning fire!"

When Malfoy shouted the blazing curse, the students present were shocked.

First of all, I didn't expect Malfoy to know this kind of fire magic, and secondly, I didn't expect that he would dare to use this curse on campus.

"Ah!" a scream.

Zhang Chun was fine, but Malfoy held his head on fire and shouted in pain.