Under Hagrid's chatter, the three Williams learned the story of Professor Kettleburn.

When Professor Kettleburn was taught, Professor Deppert was the rector.

But the old principal thought he was a bit reckless and sloppy, so he went through a probationary period of sixty-two years before he became a professor.

Kettleburn, like Hagrid, loves dangerous magical creatures and is committed to introducing cuties to more adorable students.

On the most dangerous occasion, he attempted to cast a spell on a fiery snake to play a worm in the school's play "Fountain of Good Luck", which caused the auditorium to catch fire.

"However, he is such a rare good person, I like him a lot, and I have learned so much about magical beasts from him."

Hagrid babble, and even Professor Kettleburn had been trying it for sixty-two years, and he was worried about whether he could become a teacher of magical beasts.

Hagrid was more concerned about his criminal record, which might disqualify him from being a professor.

William and the three of them looked at each other, they really couldn't help with this matter.

If Dumbledore wanted Hagrid to be a professor, he would probably help him clear his criminal record.

"Don't tell anyone yet, I'm afraid I won't end up being a teacher to protect magical beasts." Hagrid admonished.

All three nodded.

At this moment, there was a sound of teeth outside the door.

Hagrid hurriedly threw the book into the basket hanging high.

"Who is it?"

"It's us, Hagrid." Harry's voice rang out. "Why is the door closed in broad daylight?"

"Oh, it's Harry......"

Hagrid hurriedly opened the door, only to see Harry Ron walking in, followed by Hermione and Annie.

"Anne is here too?" Hagrid hasthly brought her herring rock crust cake.

Hagrid and Roy are good friends, and he loves the Stark kids when he sees them.

"Hurry up, Annie, it's delicious." Hermione urged eagerly.

Wait a minute...... Hermione also enthusiastically promoted the food she made during her summer vacation!

Anne blinked, took the crust cake, stared at the swarthy food, and glanced at the crowd...... No one had eaten, and she immediately became vigilant.

Hermione was a little disappointed.

"Why did you end training so quickly?" Autumn took the initiative to inquire about the information.

Harry hesitated, scratching his scalp, looking unusual.

"What can't be said, the Slytherin students are here!" Ron said angrily.

"Didn't you already apply for a venue with Madame Hodge?" Cedric asked. "How can they still come?"

"They have Snape's special slip to train new Seekers!"

"Slytherin hasn't been drafted yet, so there's a new Seeker?" Autumn frowned.

Lack of information...... They don't know.

"Yes, Lucius Malfoy donated seven Halos 2001 to Slytherin, so Malfoy made the cut!" Ron said indignantly.

"It's great to be rich?!"

Cho and Cedric didn't care about Ron's resentment, after all, the money ability was really amazing.

The two looked at each other thoughtfully, and began to weigh how much the broomstick's replacement would add to Slytherin's combat power.

This little interaction fell to Harry's eyes as if he had drunk lemon juice for 82 years.

It's so sour!

His sour cavernous body hurts!

William, on the other hand, looked at a few people and suddenly asked, "You have a conflict with Slytherin?" ”

"Hmm."

"What's going on?"

"I slapped Malfoy in the face." Anne held the rock skin cake and looked up.

Both Cho and Cedric looked at Anne in shock.

"Why?" William asked calmly.

"Malfoy scolded Hermione, calling her 'Mudblood'."

Boom!

Hagrid squeezed the cup in his hand flat, looking indignant. "Is it true, bad boy?"

"Yes," said Hermione, "but I don't know what that means. Of course, I could hear it being very rude......"

"That's an insult," Anne said softly, "Mudblood, an insulting term for a Muggle-born wizard." ”

"That's right, if you want me to say, that slap was really relieving." Ron chimed in.

"Annie, how do you know?" Hermione asked, confused.

"Dumbledore gave me a copy of The Poet's Tales of Pedou as a bedtime story, and at the end of each story, there is his commentary, which contains this sentence." Anne explained.

In fact, the insulting words in the wizarding world are not only mudbloods, but also a series of combinations such as "-eater" and "scum-eater", which are about the same status as the national curses of the Celestial Empire.

Although in the keyboard world of the Celestial Empire, per capita Zu'an, daily 'key come', is also accustomed to this kind of insulting words.

But if someone scolds someone like that in public...... The beatings are probably light.

Anne quickly recounted what had happened, including Hermione knocking down the Slytherin students with her wand.

"Well, I don't blame you for beating him." Hagrid looked worriedly at Anne and Hermione.

"But Lucius Malfoy might find the school in a big way, he's the school director."

William took a sip of Hagrid's pine needle tea and said calmly, "It's okay, Malfoy doesn't dare to come, as long as Dumbledore is still at Hogwarts for a day." ”

Malfoy was now too busy to take care of himself, and the Aurors had searched his house several times, so he didn't have time to trouble Dumbledore at the school for something like this.

Expelling a student?

That's the right of the principal, and the school manager is just the one who pays for it.

The only thing worth caring about is the school rules, after all, attacking classmates with magic is actually a very bad thing.

The school rules do not stipulate that you cannot curse, but you do stipulate that you cannot attack your classmates with magic.

Fights and brawls are not allowed under any circumstances.

It's big or small!

"Let's go." William stood up.

"Why are you going?" Anne said confusedly.

"You don't think that's the end of this, do you?" William shook his head.

"You guys!"

"If you beat the Slytherin students, they'll probably go to Professor Snape to complain, and we'll go to Professor McGonagall."

Malfoy would definitely be sued, or he wouldn't have talked about "my dad" every day.

William didn't let everyone go, and Professor Snape was usually very excited when Harry was around...... With him, it's not easy to deal with.

William took Hermione and Anne and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.

His guess was correct, Malfoy had actually gone to Professor Snape.

Snape was in Professor McGonagall's office.

Malfoy stood next to him, deliberately wrapped in a white bandage around his head, and looked particularly badly injured.

"Stark, Miss Granger, you came just in time, Professor Snape said, you hit the Slytherin students on the field?" Professor McGonagall stared at the three of them solemnly.

"Yes, I slapped Malfoy." Anne was quick to admit and did not shirk responsibility. "But it has nothing to do with Hermione."

"Related! This mud ...... She sneaked up on me with a disarming charm, causing me to crash into a Quidditch cue. Malfoy said hatefully.

"She also attacked six other members of the Slytherin Quidditch team, as well as two of my best friends!"

Malfoy didn't mention his insults, he cut off his head and tail, disguised himself as a victim, and was beaten to death.

"Oops, I'm so disappointed." Snape's thin lips contorted into a terrifying smile.

"Attacking students with magic at school, and so many? Tsk, Professor McGonagall, I think this kind of student with violent tendencies can be expelled! ”

Snape hated school violence the most.

"That's right, Professor Snape, that's a good point." William said, "I think it's time to get rid of all seven of the Slytherin Quidditch students. ”

"What did you say?" Snape stared at William.

"Malfoy just said that Hermione had beaten the Slytherin team, and their two best friends...... I really don't get it. ”

William looked just the right amount of doubt.

"How did Hermione, a second-year wizard, beat up ten Slytherin students by herself, especially how many of them were seniors?"

William stared at Snape, "Jokes are jokes, but no fool would really believe this kind of obvious lie, right?" ”

"Or, let me put it another way...... Ten Slytherin students, beating up Hermione, a little witch in second year, and now biting back? ”

William turned his offensive and pulled his hat down.

"We didn't hit her!" Malfoy growled.

They really didn't fight, and before they could react, they were all knocked down.

But if you don't see it with your own eyes, who believes it?

Sure enough, Professor McGonagall glanced at Malfoy suspiciously.

Snape opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He did ignore the issue just now.

Snape knew that Dumbledore wasn't going to fire Granger, and he actually came to disgust Stark.

Who had involved his sister and Hermione?

The worst outcome is nothing more than a punishment and a deduction of Gryffindor's house points.

But believe it, right?

If this gets out, won't Slytherin be laughed at by the students of the other houses?

You can't beat a dozen or ten, go home and raise pigs!

Snape is a decent man, he really wants this face, otherwise he wouldn't have won the House Cup every year!

Snape quickly thought of another piece of news: at the last Quidditch World Cup, twenty Russian fans beat two hundred English fans.

Why hasn't this been reported?

What a shame!

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