The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

After all, judging from today, no matter how much I have worked hard for these people this month, urge them to study and do their best.

But now even his three younger brothers, especially Ron, looked at him like a piece of shit.

It's fine if these people are not grateful, but their prestige is no match for a failure.

Percy was a little confused.

Shaw sees it all, especially a lost Percy.

This talent that I valued so much, he must be going through a spiritual test at this moment, I hope the other party can change his mentality.

Next, five games were played in a row.

Slytherin sixth-year Viktor and a half-breed snake both won, leading by three points.

When the little snakes began to fantasize about which little lion to choose to wash their stinky socks and underpants for a month, the big reversal was so abrupt.

Gloria, the last pureblood in the sixth grade, and the two purebloods in the seventh grade all lost!

Even the big score directly!

Everyone's mood is ups and downs like riding a roller coaster, exciting!

The little snakes are like being splashed with a basin of cold water in December, which is really cool.

And the lion cubs were as comfortable as eating delicious popsicles in the dog days, roaring happily.

On the high platform, Xiao Er watched coldly.

The last three pure blood snakes, except for the seventh grade snake who played second.

Although the other two fought fiercely with their opponents, all kinds of curses on the stage were all kinds of bombardments, and the ring was disabled.

But after careful consideration, I found that there was an element of acting.

Xiao Er, who was sitting upright, touched his chin, showing disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, is this the trick of you rats?"

Sure enough, when the last group of duelists came to the stage after all the students cheered up, there was no tension.

Both of them are old acquaintances of Shaw, one is Kenneth, the other is Montague, and they are also the strongest on the face of Lion Snake Academy.

The two looked at Xiao Er in unison.

Xiao Er smiled and stood up. The wind from above made his robes rattle, and he looked down at the two of them.

"Why, don't you two fight? Or do you have other ideas?"

Shaw teased, and looked at Montague again. He could understand Kenneth's reluctance, but he didn't know Montague's thoughts.

Over the past month, both Xiao Er and Alice have given Montague a lot of courtesy and advice, and they seem to have taken a fancy to each other.

There was deep guilt in Montague's eyes, and then he said loudly.

"Chief, I, I can't help it. I came from a humble background and owed them a huge favor. Moreover, I am very eager to challenge you again. If I still lose, I will completely surrender to you!"

Kenneth was less polite, and he was blunt.

"Deputy Dean, it's 10 to 10 now. The victory or defeat of the two houses is in my hands. You don't want Slytherin to be ashamed, do you?"

Kenneth felt very good at the moment, with a refreshing feeling of being in control of the superior, he waved his hand and continued to talk.

"How about this, you fight us, you win, Slytherin wins, it doesn't matter if you lose, I will fight Montague fair and square."

"Of course, I won't be arrogant and think that only two people can beat the vice president, so I have to add people."

The little snakes didn't have any idea about Kenneth's tricks. It's normal for the old enemy to play tricks no matter what.

But they looked at Montague as a traitor with hatred. No matter when, a traitor is the most hateful.

Many people have come to their senses now, the three games they lost just now, there may be moles in it!

Montague looked a little ugly, but kept silent. After all, everyone has their own difficulties.

Professor McGonagall in the corner wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, thinking that she had lived dignifiedly for decades, but she didn't expect the students she taught to be such despicable people.

It's really late, and you must re-educate well later!Add questions!Add questions!Add questions!

On the high platform, Xiao Er narrowed his eyes slightly.

He slowly walked down from the stage, walked to the ring and said directly to Kenneth.

"Call your people up."

Chapter 69 One against ten!

Although Xiao Er's voice was soft, it revealed a sense of contempt and arrogance, which made the proud Kenneth feel a chill, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"That's what you said!"

He twisted his stiff neck, stretched out his hand and waved back, and five students came up from the lion courtyard and the snake courtyard respectively.

Among the Gryffindor students, the twins were there, and among the Slytherin students, the two who had just deliberately lost the game were also there, including Gloria Nott.

The remaining rebels in the Snake Academy were a little guilty. After all, they had no scruples about the glory of the academy. If they couldn't win, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Not only would they be retaliated by Shaw, but Dean Snape would probably poison them as well. .

The twins, with crooked mouths and slanted eyes, quickly took out the small alchemy props they had prepared and distributed them to everyone.

"This is lightning protection boots, and this is lightning protection clothing."

"It's a smoke bomb, it's an ear booster."

"This is an enhanced version of the big dung. For your own good, remember to wear a mask."

Xiao Er smiled and did not interrupt. Strictly speaking, the twins are indeed talents, but this character is too out of the ordinary.

However, he still remembers to eat but not to fight. It is difficult to change without experiencing great grief and pain.

Kenneth allocated the positions of the people from the two colleges, and roughly surrounded Shaw in a three-talented manner.

Kenneth squeezed his wand nervously, and said to the still calm Shaw.

"Shore, we're ready."

Shaw didn't take out his wand, just casually brushed off the non-existent dust on his shoulders, and said in a slightly cold tone.

"You challenge me. Winning will ruin my reputation, but conversely, even if you lose, it seems that you have nothing to lose. This world is an exchange of equal value, so if you lose, you need to pay a price."

Kenneth pouted his neck.

"If you don't fight, we'll let the Slytherins lose the duel, isn't that enough?"

Xiao Er's eyes were as calm as waves.

"But so what?"

"If I'm in a bad mood, why not end this duel early?"

"You have an opinion? It's not important!"

Xiao Er paused, and his aura gradually released.

Although Junyi's face was calm, the coldness and contempt inside made Kenneth and the others feel unspeakably uncomfortable, and their faces flushed with embarrassment.

It was as if he was a group of mischievous monkeys jumping up and down to provoke a giant python.

That's right, if Xiao Er really didn't want to play with them, he could just cancel the match without damaging his dignity at all. This was originally organized by him, so even if he lost a bit, it would be harmless.

But people like myself threaten other people's games with what they think is very important.

It's kind of funny.

Although Kenneth was a little embarrassed, he had no choice but to shoot.

"What do you say? Although you don't care, Slytherin has hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at you, and you don't want them to be disappointed, do you?"

Shaw smiled lightly.

"It's very simple, you lose. For the next month, just wash the smelly socks for the students of the two colleges, with bare hands."

The atmosphere just now was still dignified like gunpowder smoke, and it was immediately shattered by these words.

Including the two college students who have been afraid to speak out in the audience, they have also been afraid to speak up, waiting for Xiao Er's decision.

Now everyone couldn't help but chuckle, and then they all cheered again.

"The chief must win, the chief must win!"

"The vice president must win, the vice president must win!"

After all, as long as Xiao Er wins, except for the provocateur, everyone does not have to worry about being subjected to a month-long biochemical attack.

Kenneth and the others looked ugly, and the twins' faces looked more and more like they had a stroke.

The 12 people hurriedly gathered together again, had a good discussion, and knew that at this point in the matter, even if they didn't fight, they would go back to their respective colleges, and there would be no good fruit to eat.

If they win against Xiao Er, they will be the heroes who defeated the Great Demon King, and the treatment will naturally be different.

A little snake gritted its teeth and stomped its feet, and took out a bottle of pale gold potion from its pocket.

"This is the Elixir of Blessings. Each person has a drop. I have spent all my money. This battle is only guaranteed to win!"

With him taking the lead, other people also took out the things at the bottom of the box, especially a few rich purebloods who provided good things such as perception potions, violent demon potions, etc., which can be regarded as a last stand.

Xiao Er couldn't help smiling as he looked at the dozen or so people in the general mobilization.

Some of the dueling truths that Professor Flitwick said are indeed true.

For him, skills are only useful for the same level.

For those who want to be superior, Xiao Er still believes in the truths of "big is strong, dazzling is handsome" and "one strength is ten times".

Seeing them take the medicine and stand still again, Kenneth, who had taken the Felicia, was full of confidence and spoke arrogantly again.

"We are ready, don't say that we are bullying you, you should act first."

Xiao Er ignored this bastard, and slowly took out his wand from his sleeve pocket, and gently stroked "Guobeng" with his other hand.

"Today, we will fight side by side again."

The body of the wand trembled, also very excited, and the purple aura kept flickering.

Xiao Er's wand trembled slightly, and as the magic power surged, the wand was quickly wrapped in purple magic light, and quickly turned into a three-foot-two-inch thunder sword.