Chapter 352 He Is only a Second Grader

The students of Slytherin College fought against the students of Durmstrang's Fighting Club. The defeat was so thorough and straightforward that it finally spread throughout the school.

Not only were the students from the other colleges laughing, but even Professor Snape had a bad face.

But no matter what, the exchanges between different schools are beneficial to academic exchanges, and Snape still chose to support them.

It just moved the competition to the huge lawn beside the Black Lake, where students from the four major colleges can participate.

After everyone communicated with each other a lot, Draco realized how lucky he was.

The Anna Rozier he was fighting at that time was also a character that everyone would be afraid of in school, and the nickname of the third-level wizard definitely had an aura of fear.

It is said that she is still in the 'Fight Club' only because she is not old enough, as long as she reaches the third grade, she will be selected into the 'War Club'.

Draco touched his neck, but fortunately, it was not broken.

He touched his legs again, oh, great, they are fully grown and can still move.

Of course, where it is said to be cut into three sections depends on the posture at the time. In the Easter duel last year, a senior classmate who planned to pursue Anna was torn into three pieces from the side by a spell because he was so concerned about posing handsomely.

Or three slices.

It is said that the professor who was in charge of completing the 'Easter Ritual' almost vomited out, after a long time of mental construction, he cast a counter-curse on him from a long distance away.

that scene...

Draco had a nightmare that night when he heard about it. In the dream, his left and right were holding hands, bouncing around to find the part in the middle of him in the forest.

ah ah ah ~~~~

This Anna is simply scarier than Anton!

No!

Both of these guys are scary!

But now, these two guys sat on the rocks in the distance and watched everyone fight, pointing and talking, which made Draco's hair stand on end.

He remembered a math problem he learned when he was a child. Does one plus one equal two?

Draco felt that as long as Anton shared a dorm with him, the answer to this question would always be positive infinity.

Mom, I want to go home~~~

...

Durmstrang Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry is open to the more powerful dark arts, not that they are committed to training dark wizards.

Correct guidance is the key to their teaching.

As for learning black magic and becoming obsessed, if you don’t listen to persuasion, Grindelwald is an example. He was expelled from school because of excessive black magic experiments.

In contrast, it is Hogwarts, where the study of black magic is prohibited, many masters of black magic have appeared one after another, and they have successfully completed their studies. Such as Voldemort, Snape, Lucius, Bella...

In terms of practical results, Hogwarts has cultivated generations of evil and dangerous excellent dark wizards for this society.

Mostly from Slytherin, although this one has been a bit crotch lately.

In other words, due to school regulations, old silver coins like Slytherin dare not use black magic at all.

Anyway, that was the situation. Slytherin, who didn't dare to use black magic, was crushed by force, but Gryffindor, who specialized in 'white magic', fought with vigor.

It's just a tragedy.

Following Harry Potter's move of "Exorcism", Snape's face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Anton quickly took Anna away.

It's not that he doesn't have a sense of collective honor, but this person is playing a turn-based children's game, and he really has no interest in bringing up the wand.

"Anthony Weasley."

Professor Harris, who had been watching the battle with a smile on his face, stopped Anton.

"Why don't you play, I think Slytherin lost badly, don't you have any ideas?"

"!!!"

Anton frowned and stared at each other.

this old man...

Since I came to school, I have been holding on to myself, what do you mean?

He faintly sensed the problem, this guy, maybe it wasn't aimed at him, right?

Because werewolves experience candy? The other party is the group of Death Eaters? Did Snape know him from Lao V before? Or someone from Minister for Magic Fudge? Planning to open the gap in Dumbledore's defense from his side?

Not right, Fudge belongs to the British Ministry of Magic, and Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry belongs to France. Logically speaking, they can't get together at all.

"The most important thing is not winning or losing, but the communication between the two schools. Because of this communication, our relationship between Hogwarts and Durmstrang has improved a lot." Anton smiled and looked at Anna. .

Anna responded with a sweet smile.

"Really?" Professor Harris looked at Anton with a smile. "Oh, what you said is so reasonable. Our students at Beauxbaton School also want to communicate with you."

As he spoke, he turned his head and gave a wink to a member of the Beauxbatons Quidditch team.

The team member was a girl, who seemed to be a senior student, with tawny hair, dark brown eyes, and a ponytail, she looked quite heroic.

In fact, in Anton's eyes, girls who can play Quidditch are more or less tough.

It's similar to watching those female racing drivers in the previous life.

The girl hesitated for a moment, handed the broomstick in her hand to the companion beside her, and reluctantly walked over.

only……

If you tell me to fight, I will fight?

Are you a dick?

Let alone the professor of Beauxbaton School, what if it is the principal of Beauxbaton School, Anton looked at him with a sneer, "I'm not interested in communication, only in fighting."

Professor Harris nodded with a smile, "Fighting is good, this is..."

Before he finished speaking, Anton had already drawn out his wand and pointed at him, "Then let's start."

"!!!" Professor Harris' eyes widened suddenly, he looked at Anton in disbelief, pointed at Anton tremblingly, turned his head and looked behind him angrily, "Professor Snape, your school The students are so rude!"

Snape just looked at him calmly, "He's only a second grader, so don't worry too much about it."

"perhaps……"

Lao Si dragged his voice, showing no expression, "Maybe you can give him some pointers?"

"Ha~"

Harris was obviously angry, "Is this a matter of pointing? At our Beauxbatons school, no one can point a wand at a professor!"

The students from the three nearby schools watched this scene in astonishment, and everyone talked about it, which made Harris feel humiliated, "If you Hogwarts can't give me an explanation, I think..."

Snape sneered, "Anthony Weasley, before entering school, was already holding a wand and wanted to fight a life-and-death duel with me."

He took a few steps forward, looked at Professor Harris narrowly, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, "At that time, I didn't care about this kid I didn't know."

The implication is that you really look down upon such a small-bellied bastard.

Professor Harris looked at Snape with a strange expression, "Life or death... a duel?"

"Well, today either you die or I die!" Professor Snape recalled with some emotion, "That's what he said at the time."

Now, not to mention the members of other schools, even the students of Hogwarts were shocked.

Anton, are you looking for a life-and-death duel with Professor Snape?

At Hogwarts, Professor Snape is a terrifying demon king in the eyes of many people, especially Gryffindor. I am afraid that there are many students of this professor.

But even in their own college, where their parents still interacted with Snape, the Slytherin children were actually very afraid of Professor Snape.

Everyone couldn't imagine how Anton was able to raise his wand in front of this powerful wizard.

"Have you finished chatting?" Anton stared at Harris coldly, this guy must be targeting him, although he didn't know why.

But this is not the first time.

The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic just came here a few days ago.

Those people were also targeting themselves.

Is the storm coming? Worms move first, right?

Then I will play with you!