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　　 knew it was so.

　　 Charles covered his face a little

　　 Because of the loss of the Academy Cup, the reason is that Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Neville have added points, and he usually walks very close to them.

　　 That's why the group of Ivan suddenly blocked the door.

　　 This semester, Shire and Hermione have almost each added more than one hundred and fifty points to their respective colleges.

　　 The excellence of Shire is known to everyone. Similarly, the Slytherin students did not think that Hermione, a Muggle-born witch, could reach such an excellent level.

　　 She can add points to Gryffindor, it must be Shire's reason.

　　 Why are you so sure? Isn't it enough for her to be a Mudblood?

　　 Now they have lost the Academy Cup. In order not to happen again next semester, they have to put an end to the interaction between Shire and Gryffindor.

　　 In this way, the Gryffindor Mudblood would definitely not be able to answer the questions.

　　 Everything is for the Academy Cup.

　　 It seems that Ivan's approach seems very awkward, but it is actually very Slytherin. You can't expect a group of awkward and extreme guys to do something in the Ganges, the correct process of humanity and sophistication.

　　Think about another awkward and extreme model, a certain family with pink eyes, which ended up even worse.

　　 Slytherin really values ​​the Academy Cup. Obviously, Ivan’s intention is not to trouble the Shire, but for the Academy Cup next semester. It’s just a pity that this has already trouble the Shire.

　　 Not to mention whether Hermione’s bonus points had anything to do with Charles, even if it did, he couldn’t give up his cute little wings for a broken cup just because the group of guys in front of him said nothing.

　　 After thinking about it, Charles still didn’t teach me how to do things? Speaking this sentence, he always felt that he would lose something after saying it.

　　 With a polite but awkward smile, Charles said softly.

　　 "I understand, but I refuse..."

　　 But before his words fell, Mijia Gamp behind him shrieked again.

　　 "Recognize your identity, you are only a mixed race."

　　 "Going too close to the Gryffindor Mudblood is not good for you or for her."

　　 she said pointedly.

　　 Charles' smile faded, and the wand slipped from his cuff silently.

　　 Very good, he wasted his tongue. After all, Slytherin's little snakes are sometimes as persistent as Gryffindor's lions, especially in matters related to each other.

　　 "Do you dare to do it?!"

　　 The combat literacy of the Slytherin students is not as bad as expected, especially the little wizards from the Death Eater family.

　　 Actually, wizard fights are not much different from ordinary people's fights. They wield their magic wands as if they were waving their fists.

　　Misia's eyes were very sharp, or that the matter of Felix was in front of him, this group of senior students didn't seem to ignore Shire at all.

　　 So when his wand moved, Misia immediately noticed the abnormality.

　　 "Actually, I dare."

　　 If you want to do it, don’t talk nonsense. This sentence is true no matter where you put it.

　　 The next moment, Charles’ wand was suddenly lifted, and a silent golden luster was like the brilliance of the sun. When everyone was too late to respond, it passed through the crowd and pointed directly at Misia.

　　 "Armor! .."

　　Misia's reaction is not slow, but the key factor in the wizard duel is not entirely the reaction speed, it is just one of them.

　　 "Boom!"

With a muffled sound, her iron armor curse was only half released, as if a heavy fist hit her abdomen, the whole person instantly rose into the sky, spinning around, and fell heavily to the damp floor of the back corridor. on.

　　 That voice, it sounds very painful.

　　 And thanks to the wizard robes are all long skirts, it left her a little bit of face.

　　 "fainted!"

　　 "All petrochemicals!"

　　The fastest group of Death Eaters are still the little reserve Death Eaters. They have this idea for a long time, and they are indeed faster than other students in combat response.

　　 is like a bad student who fights every day, and the difference between a good student who studies every day.

　　 Almost at the moment when Misia rose into the sky, several spells followed and rushed towards the Shire.

　　 "噼! 噼! 噼!"

　　 The magic wand turned in his hand, and the invisible barrier stood up in front of Shire abruptly, the colorful spell light hitting it like raindrops falling into a pool, only ripples appeared, and then disappeared without a trace.

　　 The twinkling that seems to be extinguished by the stars is the last light left by them.

　　 "Wait, Diemo, maybe we can..."

　　 Ivan was shocked. He didn't expect that the scene would become like this in just one sentence.

　　 In the arrow of chaos, he yelled and tried to control the situation again, but unfortunately, even the Slytherin students watching in the common room could see it.

　　 This is already impossible.

　　 "Stop talking nonsense!"

　　 "Hurry up!"

Next to Ivan, a senior who was not from a reserve Death Eater family shouted loudly. He drew out his wand. Before the spell was finished, a red light came out without knowing where it came from, and he threw him out for four or five. Meters away.

　　 then lay on the ground, there was no movement.

　　 Ivan's face was even more ugly. Instead of rushing to do something, he looked across the chaotic battlefield and looked at the common room outside the hallway of the dormitory.

　　 Through the crowd and colorful spells flying around, his gaze met with the female prefect Sandra who had been watching from the rear with cold eyes.

　　 In the next moment, Sandra turned her head and said to the panicked student next to her.

　　 "Go to the dean."

　　. . .

　　 "fainted!"

　　 "Except your weapons!"

　　 "All petrochemicals!"

　　 The number of senior students blocking the door is not many, but there are not many, at least a dozen of them are there, and it is precisely because of this that they did not hesitate to issue a counterattack.

　　 No matter how good the Shire is, can he still beat them?

　　 It turns out that he can.

　　 "Puff! Puff! Puff!"

　　 Because as the battle continued, they soon discovered a desperate thing, that is, their spells could not hit the Shire at all.

Some unknown magic blocked them firmly in the air. Every time Charles pointed his wand diagonally down and waved it to the side, it was like separating the sea between his waves. All the spells that flew towards him were counted by him. Detonated directly in the air.

　　 On the contrary, his magic, like a hot knife cutting butter, was almost unstoppable, and the iron armor curse that penetrated all of them hit them.

　　 was just a blow, it was like being thrown into the air by a gang of monsters, and then rose into the air and withdrew from the battlefield.

　　 "Charles!"

　　 Ivan still didn't draw out his wand, he tried to say something, but Charles didn't give him this chance, and directly sent him behind with a coma spell.

　　 Because in a moment, most of these guys have fallen, and there are no more people left.

　　 Charles did not hesitate to do it, not because he wanted to cause war, but because it was what they wanted.

　　 Although he usually gives Slytherin extra points, he hardly returns to Slytherin's long table for dinner, and stays with the group of Gryffindor people every day. This matter has often caused discussion in the four colleges.

　　 In addition, this group of reserve Death Eaters secretly contributed to the flames, although not many people expressed dissatisfaction with him, but no Slytherin expressed acceptance to him.

　　 Except for the freshmen like Draco.

　　 Now that the whole study is about to end, they must have endured it for so long, they have had enough, and not only they have had enough, but the Shire has also had enough.

　　 It's better to just explode the problem at this moment.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Another spell was thrown out by Shire. It was like an rpg, hitting a hapless man, knocking him back, falling behind, and knowing his life or death.

　　 There are still four people standing in the field.

　　 Including a Shire.

　　 "The situation is not good."

　　 Charles said with a smile at the remaining few people.

　　 The battle broke out very quickly and ended very quickly. The group of Slytherin students who couldn't even let go of the killing spell were nothing compared to their old predecessors.

　　 Especially the number of more than a dozen people is actually not an advantage.

　　 The fact that they could not break through Shire's anti-curse and iron armor curse had already made Shire invincible.

　　Iron armor curse the body, Charles flicked his wand with one hand, and resisted all the spells back. Various spells exploded in front of him, forming a ball of shiny fireworks.

　　 "The Dean is here!"

　　 At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in the corridor leading to the outside.

　　 In fact, the entire lounge was in chaos at this time. Except for the Shire in the fierce battle and the remaining senior students, everyone else shrank their heads and hid on the side, watching the excitement.

　　 The shout immediately stopped the movement in Shire's hand.

　　 There are three people left.

　　Quick battle and quick decision.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 one second.

"what!"

　　 "A lot of fire!"

　　 "It's on fire!"

The next moment, the wand was held in front of him, and Charles blew hard, and a fire dragon swept out. The appearance of the flame caused exclamations in the surrounding scenes, because the previous battle seemed fierce, but in fact they all restrained it, at least No spells that are too dangerous appear.

　　 But once this level of magic comes out, it will kill people.

　　 The remaining senior students were also taken aback. They hurriedly released the iron armor curse, but found that the flame was not hot at all, it was fake.

　　 As soon as this thought appeared, the familiar coma spell broke their defenses and slammed them out.

　　 Two seconds.

　　 Charles kept moving, facing the little wizard who was lying on the floor, his wand suddenly lifted, and all of them instantly floated in the air.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 Then, the wand flicked again, and the doors of the bedrooms on both sides opened neatly.

　　 Three seconds.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The wand fell again, and the hapless group of them had been thrown into the dormitory by Shire.

　　 The wind lightly put his wand away, and Charles put his fingers together and stroked in the air. The door of the dormitory was immediately closed again in a uniform order~www.readwn.com~click. "

　　 And accompanied by the sound of brushing, all the door locks were inserted into the door bolts.

　　Four seconds.

　　 Charles turned around, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and then calmly looked at the door of the common room leading to the outside entrance.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 The fifth second.

　　 Accompanied by the heavy door opening and nonexistent footsteps, Snape slipped in silently like a gloomy page with a skateboard under his feet.

　　 With his appearance, the entire common room suddenly became extremely quiet, as if entering a special zone of low air pressure.

　　 He looked at the silent common room with no expression on his face, his empty eyes passed over the nervous Slytherin students one after another, and finally fell on Shire's face.

"Who can tell me."

　　 "What happened here."

　　 He stared at Charles, slowly, and asked calmly in a tone that seemed to be asking everyone.

　　 "Nothing."

　　 Charles gave a big smile.

　　 He shrugged at Snape.

　　 "Good day, Dean."

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