Pure Blood Glory at Hogwarts

This word reached Blaise's ears, and Blaise's face flushed instantly.It was as embarrassing as if my underwear had been ripped off in public.

He looked angrily at the person who spoke, but before he reprimanded and scolded, most of the anger in his heart dissipated as if a basin of cold water had been broken head-on.

There is no other reason, because everyone knows the person who spoke.

Malfoy looked at Blaise's expression as if he had eaten a fly, and the corner of his mouth curved into a sarcasm.

At the same time, he also let out a sigh of relief.From the time he set foot on the Hogwarts Express, the results of his every action were mostly contrary to his goals and expectations.

He wanted to be friends with Harry, but instead of becoming friends, he succeeded in becoming an enemy.He wanted to reason with Luke, but Luke's big hats knocked him down and made him dizzy, so he could only return in embarrassment.He also wanted to be the center of everyone's attention at the sorting ceremony.As a result, a Luke, a Harry, stole his limelight without a trace.

Finally, when he opened his mouth to taunt today, he finally met a person who was similar to usual and did not dare to speak back.

Thinking of this, Malfoy suddenly felt that the guy named Blaise in front of him was actually a bit pleasing to the eye.

Professor McGonagall, who has been paying attention to Luke's situation, frowned involuntarily.

"Severus, there seems to be something wrong at your table again, can't you calm down?"

At this time, Snape was staring at Harry on the Gryffindor table for a while, and was firmly attracted by his eyes.

When Professor McGonagall frowned, Snape said, "If the little guy in the Gaunt family can't handle it well, I will."

Snape turned his head, gave Professor McGonagall a meaningful look, and said, "I will try to control the students as little as possible in the future. Let them deal with some small things by themselves."

He emphasized the word 'little matter'.

And Professor McGonagall pondered for a moment, and looked at Dumbledore, who was feasting without any image.

Dumbledore noticed Professor McGonagall's gaze and said to her with a smile: "Minerva, your proposal is very correct. We should really add more Chinese food to our menu."

He pointed to the food on his plate: "This is called 'dumpling', right? It's really delicious. Would you like to send a few elves to the Eastern system to learn about the food there?"

Before Professor McGonagall could speak, Hagrid, who was hugging a beggar chicken and was eating happily, gave Dumbledore a thumbs up with his greasy hand and said, "I think this is very necessary to teach!"

Professor McGonagall shook his head helplessly.Then she looked in Luke's direction again, and at the same time, she noticed that Professor Quirrell, who was wearing a turban, seemed to be looking at Luke as well.

This made her frowned subconsciously, but she really couldn't imagine that Quirrell had any malice towards Luke, so she could only stop thinking about it so much and focus on looking at Luke, preparing to see how he would deal with this trivial matter.

"You! You are insulting our Shabini family!"

After holding back for a while, Blaise finally choked out the words in his heart.

"Oh~ I insult? What did I sit on?!"

Malfoy had a contrived and incredible look on his face.Then the sneer at the corner of his mouth intensified by three points.

"I'm just telling the truth, am I insulting you? Then it's a shame for your family to live in this world."

Luke watched Malfoy's performance with great interest.

Seriously, he knew very well that Malfoy wasn't trying to show Humphrey this time.It's just that he felt that Blaise in front of him called himself a nobleman and insulted this title.

Although there are slight deviations in various senses, Luke is still satisfied with his heart to safeguard the honor of the nobility.

Blaise's face was flushed, his lips were tightly pursed, and his hands were clenched into fists, which he raised and lowered for a while.It could be seen that he seemed to be having a seizure, but for various reasons he couldn't.

Humphrey watched Blaise's embarrassment, and he couldn't help showing a happy smile on his face.

He couldn't help but recall that his mother had warned him before he boarded the train not to make friends with those noble students, because they would often look down on him.

But now it seems that the status quo is not the case. The heir of the Gaunt family is willing to talk to him, and the member of the Malfoy family is also standing up for himself.

It seems that the world is still full of good people.

"Thanks……"

As soon as he spoke, Luke, who had been paying attention to his movements, immediately spoke.

While putting his right hand on the table, he said seriously and solemnly: "You can not be ashamed of your origin and blood, Blaise."

As soon as Luke said this, the eyes of everyone present returned to him again.

The face of Malfoy on the opposite side became gloomy, and he seemed to slap Luke fiercely on the spot. After all, what Luke said was simply slapping himself in the face.

But he vaguely saw the tip of Luke's wand protruding from the cuff of his right hand.Although I couldn't find it unless I looked carefully, the point of the wand tip was obviously facing me.Malfoy suffered a loss in Luke's hands once, so he paid extra attention to his wand.So he wisely chose to restrain his bad temper temporarily.

He closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, his originally straight back also relaxed, with a look of "start your performance".

Those students who reacted more strongly to Luke's words also chose to temporarily shut up after seeing that Malfoy did not speak.

Shutting up and judging the situation are things to learn for any young snake.Compared to Humphrey, who was of mixed blood.The foul-mouthed and impulsive Blaise is the object of their doubts.

Sorting Hat fever?Such a reckless go to Gryffindor?

Luke saw that everyone was waiting for him to speak, so he smiled and said, "You have actually seen it too. The bloodline you are proud of is just like that in the eyes of Draco or me."

Blaise, who thought Luke would speak for him, turned red again.But before he could get angry, Luke's voice came out again.

"So, I don't care about your bloodline. After all, no matter how noble your bloodline is, unless you are Merlin's direct blood relative, it doesn't mean much to me."

"What really makes me look down on you is not your blood, but your behavior."

"Who do you think you are mocking today? You are mocking your classmates, your partner, your future helper, and the person who can help you when you are in danger."

Luke's words made many students in the Snake Academy frown.

If it was fun for them to watch Malfoy taunting Blaise, Luke's speech now wasn't so much fun.

Because many of them have done the same thing as Bryce.

They haven't spoken yet, because they don't know what Luke will say next.