After a farce, the dinner continued.

The three little wizards who won honor and fifty-tenths for Gryffindor were greeted by Gryffindors as heroes and cheered and welcomed them back.

I saw that the students from other colleges felt sore in their stomachs.

Damn, even if you kill the monster, you can score points. Is this thing a bit too much?

Complex eyesight.

Although in fact, the college division is of no use to students.

That is just a symbol of how good or bad a professor is used by Hogwarts to evaluate the college.

But I still feel uncomfortable!

The eating look is so ugly!

Not only the Slytherin family were dissatisfied, but even many people in Hufflepuff expressed their dissatisfaction with the actions of Dumbledore Albus, the principal of Gryffindor.

But Dumbledore, the old rabbit, is one of the few Eight Rings wizards known in the magic world, and is also the principal of Hogwarts.

If you are dissatisfied, you have to give him face.

With this show Dumbledore made, the next party will be no fun.

Especially after the dance party began after the dinner, students from the other three academys began to reject the invitation from Gryffindor students.

This is a silent protest.

On Gao Wen's side, after Kalyn invited him to dance twice but refused, she was disappointed to find other dance partners. Only Gao Wen sat in a corner with a cup of chocolate Christmas, watching the gorgeous party in front of her.

I'm not very interested in dancing.

Besides, he is at his height, running to dance with someone and dancing to his chest?

It seems to be good too?

Gao Wen thought in his mind that a figure walked to him at this moment.

"Why are you sitting here alone, the sweetheart who was entangled by you before?"

Drak Malfoy.

Looking at Drake sitting on the chair opposite him with a smile, Gowen raised an eyebrow at him: "I am still young, and the sweetheart lady you mentioned is not very suitable for me."

"ha."

"Why do you have time to come? Isn't this kind of party a good time for you nobles to connect with each other?"

"Gao Wen, no, it would be very hurtful for you to say this."

Drake looked sad, then smiled and said, "Just you said, we are all children, children who can be willful."

"Um?"

"Since it's a child, I'll beat him up when I don't like anyone!"

While speaking, Drag suddenly picked up the pastry on the table next to him and threw it at Gryffindor.

The pastry flew over two long tables and fell to the top of a dazzling red-haired head.

Pa ji.

Ron, who was covered in the forehead with the cake, turned around in a daze. When he saw Drake's smug handsome face, he rushed over angrily.

"Malfoy!"

"The bad species of Weasley's family, hahahaha!"

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

"Come on, you are a pure blood shame, you are willing to fall into being as if you are mixed with the Mud Band!"

Gao Wen: "..."

You two are really fucking love!

Looking at the two pure bloods struggling together, then looked at Harry Potter and Hermione who were following him with an angry look on their faces.

Gao Wen pointed to the snacks on the side speechlessly: "Do you want some?"

"Oh, no, thank you." Hermione said.

Harry Potter's eyes were shiny, and he picked up a large piece of cake and rushed towards Draker.

Gao Wen: "..."

I shouldn't remind you!

Seeing that the three of them were fighting together, Hermione, who was beside him, screamed directly!

"Oh my god, my god, this is a party! The party!"

With the size of Harry and Ron, how can he beat Drag’s two followers?

Looking at the two people pressed under the body by the two big piles of fat, Gao Wen silently praised them.

"It's really brave to be Gryffindor."

"Gao Wen, what are you talking about?"

Hermione stared at Takawen.

say what?

Upon hearing this, Gao Wen smiled and used his staff to sniff.

Next second.

The five people who were grouped together were separated by invisible magical power.

[Tactic: The Hand of the Mage]

Then I cleaned up and washed the cake stained on several people.

"I'll tell you, this is Hufflepuff's territory. If you want to make trouble, can you go back to your Gryffindor?"

"Hey, Gao Wen, shut up, we are going to kill Drake, this stinky fart guy today!"

"OK."

Without nonsense, a magic missile condensed at the top of the wand, and Ron cried directly into his chest in a surprised gaze.

With a bang, Ron, who was knocked seven or eight meters away by a magic missile, hit Gryffindor's long table directly.

This move attracted the attention of many people at the party.

"Gao Wen, what are you doing!"

"what I do?"

With the mage's hand, he tripped Harry Potter who was rushing towards him to the ground. Gao Wen, who had a expressionless face, sorted out his robes, then looked at their eyes and said calmly:

"I repeat, if you want to fight, please go to other places. This is the rest area of ​​Hufflepuff. You bastards like you who fight at other people's houses and keep their masters shut up."

"Hi, Gao Wen, this is just a joke. Do you understand the joke?"

"Hermione, I know, this is the same as if you can get fifty points if you defeat the mountain monster."

"We did defeat the mountain monster!"

"This makes you... very proud?"

With three points of disdain, Gao Wen turned around and walked slowly back to a corner of the long table.

Start to continue to taste my chocolate Christmas...

‘Don’t I behave like a child?

Does it look like it now?

The wizard levels over there are three, four, and five?

If you accidentally challenge it...'

Thinking of these silently in his mind, Gao Wen just wanted to curse him now, who said that Drake Malfoy is a fool!

At this time, Hermione looked around and saw many of the seniors' strange smiles that were either "playful" or "sorry".

Even many seniors from Gryffindor are not able to come forward to help them say something.

Just think about it, what is there to be proud of when a wizard can solve the "monster" that can be solved by a mage?

If Dumbledore hadn't helped the platform and waited for the three of them, they would definitely not have welcomed them with kindness...

The conflict here was just a small farce, and the adults didn't pay attention to it after seeing the matter over.

Dumbledore, who had been staring at this side, also withdrew his gaze at this time.

"Professor Minerva."

"headmaster."

"The practical training of the little wizards should be introduced to the course."

"But the principal, Professor Quirrell, who is in charge of the Black Magic Defense Class..."

"I know, I know, let's do it. You and Snape come to my office tonight and we'll discuss whether to take another practical course.

And Minerva, I sensed that the person might be back.”

While speaking, Dumbledore withdrew his meaningful gaze and looked calmly in the hall.

"That person, you mean..."
Chapter completed!