Hogwarts Sneakers

The voices around Karl gradually died down.

Looking sideways, he saw Malfoy, who was on the same boat with him before, and his two followers, Goyle and Crabbe.

Carl replied: "Joyce comes from a Muggle family, so it's normal that you haven't heard of it."

"Oh, it turns out he's just a half-blood." Malfoy said with contempt.

Carl raised his eyebrows, Malfoy was here to stir up trouble.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong person.

Apart from his appearance, he really couldn't like Malfoy, who looked down on this and that, and was obsessed with getting into snake's nest.

"What does it mean to be just a mixed-race?" Karl scratched his head, looking confused.

Crabbe stood up at the right time and said matter-of-factly: "We are pure blood, you can only be a mixed blood!"

There was laughter at the Slytherin table. They were all pure-blood wizards, but there was also a group of people who were silent, some with bitter faces. They were all mixed-bloods. During my time studying in Slytherin, I deeply understood What does it mean to be just a mixed race...

As a mixed race, it is normal to be discriminated against by pure blood in life, but you must also pay attention to propriety.

Mixed-blood wizards cannot be any better than pure-blood wizards, otherwise they will be bullied by pure-blood wizards.

Their academic performance is not as good as that of Ravenclaw House, and sometimes they are not as good as Gryffindor in the House Cup. Even Hufflepuff, whom they look down upon, they cannot control each other, but in terms of internal attacks, Slytherin's pure The blood wizard is very clever.

But as a mixed-race wizard, he can only talk about these things in secret and dare not put them on the table.

Malfoy said arrogantly: "Malfoy, one of the 28 pure-blood families!"

Karl exaggerated: "Oh, it's amazing."

Veins popped up on Malfoy's forehead, and everyone else was speechless: Can you be more fake?

Karl looked at Malfoy and asked sincerely: "Student Malfoy, I would like to ask, are you sick?"

After the words fell, Slytherin fell silent, and everyone looked shocked.

Some people have already begun to mourn Joyce: another mixed-race idiot who cannot see the situation clearly...

"Joyce!" Malfoy gritted his teeth as more veins popped up on his forehead: "You pay for these words!"

Karl looked surprised and his expression was very innocent: "Malfoy, why are you angry?"

Everyone else was speechless. Is this guy reincarnated as a hermaphrodite? !

"Joyce, do you think I'm an idiot!"

play!Just keep acting!Damn half-breed bastard!

Malfoy was so angry that if he hadn't been in the Great Hall, he would have pulled out his wand and cast a curse on Joyce!

"You don't think I'm scolding you, do you? Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Student Malfoy, I didn't know you were so bad at Muggle Studies. Oh, I forgot. You are only a first-year student. Learned Muggle Studies."

Carl slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, but what he said made Malfoy want to run away.

Malfoy was murderous: "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

"I really can't hold my breath." Carl shrugged, not caring about Malfoy's murderous look: "Actually, the royal family in the Muggle world also has the tradition of keeping blood pure, but as we all know, uh..."

He paused for a moment, glanced at Malfoy, and rephrased his statement: "It is not well known that the only way to keep blood pure is to marry close relatives, but the consequence of marrying close relatives is that there is a high probability of giving birth to deformed children."

Malfoy's hand had reached into his wizard's robes and he was gripping his wand tightly.

Karl's behavior just now was too insulting and told others that he was a clueless idiot!

"That's why I asked you if you are sick, but..." Carl looked Malfoy up and down and said: "Pure-blood wizards are rarer than the Muggle royal family. It stands to reason that the probability of deformed children in incest marriages is higher, but I see that you are very healthy, and I have an idea that the Muggle royal family ended this nightmare by not marrying close relatives, I think..."

The 28 pure-blood families would have died long ago if they really pursued purity of blood.

In fact, there have long been mixed-blood wizards in these families.

The purpose of Carl's preparation is to tell them that pure blood is a joke!

Not to mention that the Dark Lord that many pure-bloods believe in is also a mixed-blood, and the current dean of Slytherin is still a mixed-blood!

However, not many people in the magical world know about this powerful melon.

It is estimated that those who knew were also banned and did not dare to say anything.

"Shut up!" Malfoy's face suddenly changed, and he sternly stopped Carl's next words. His anger made it difficult for him to control his reason. He pulled out his wand, pointed at Carl and said: "Damn half-blood bastard, you dare to insult us, I want to Duel with you!"

"Malfoy! Put away your wand!"

Prefect Gemma Farley scolded Malfoy and looked at Joyce in surprise.

A few words actually made Malfoy lose his mind and raise his wand to his classmates during the sorting ceremony!

No wonder the Sorting Hat sorted him into Slytherin without hesitation.

This guy is a born Slytherin!

Marcus Flint stood up at this time and said: "Gemma, Joyce needs to pay the price for his words!"

Other pure-blood wizards also stood up and put pressure on Prefect Farley to punish Joyce severely.

Karl spread his hands: "It's strange. I obviously didn't say anything insulting but I was asked to be severely punished, and Malfoy said that he was a half-blood mongrel and no one cared. Isn't mongrel an insult among pure-blood wizards? Then I can also say that to you. A pure-blood hybrid?"

A mixed-blood wizard responded: "That's right, and for pointing the wand at his classmates, Malfoy has to pay the price!"

Untimely objections sounded at the Slytherin table, which was the resistance of the mixed-blood wizards who were not willing to show weakness.

They had been suppressed by pure-blood wizards for too long, and they were all holding their breath.

Farley knew the situation was getting out of hand.

Joyce, triggered the conflict in Slytherin!

"Slytherin is in internal strife. That guy Malfoy even took out his wand."

"Tsk tsk tsk, he wouldn't think that Hogwarts is run by his family, even though his father is the school director..."

Students from the other three colleges also noticed this and were watching the show.

Malfoy still wanted to fight, but when he saw Professor Snape walking down from the guest table, he was frightened and quickly withdrew his wand. It was like being poured over his head by a basin of cold water, and all his anger disappeared in an instant. , the rest is fear.

The Slytherin students remained silent at this moment, waiting for the arrival of Professor Snape.

Snape's voice was cold: "What happened?"

Just as Farley was about to speak, Snape stopped him with his eyes and named Karl: "Joyce, tell me."

Carl had no fear. He knew Snape. He was just a pitiful man who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He smiled and said, "Professor Snape, Malfoy and I hit it off right away. He wants to be my friend, but... He was worried that my strength was not worthy of his status, so he proposed a competition to see if I was qualified."

Snape's eyes trembled. Very few people could be calm and composed in front of him, let alone talk nonsense in front of him calmly!

The other students looked like they had seen a ghost: Joyce is so good at telling nonsense!

Snape looked at Joyce: "Do you accept his proposal?"

Karl nodded, then shook his head: "Actually, I think so too."