"Look! What is this?"

Draco smiled evilly and picked up a ball-shaped object from the ground, holding it high so that it sparkled in the sun.

"That's a memory ball,"

A Slytherin next to John guessed that John was so busy that he probably didn't know what was going on, so he explained, "Neville Longbottom's grandma was afraid that he would always forget things, so she sent this, hoping it would help."

Help him. Malfoy had a quarrel with Potter and the others because of this in the morning in the Great Hall, and was a little bit frustrated. Now it seems that he wants to get the situation back. Well! Potter is on the stage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, John saw Harry walking out of the Gryffindor team, glaring at Draco and saying:

"Give it back to me, Malfoy!"

"Why? I'm afraid this isn't your thing, is it?"

As Draco spoke, he suddenly showed a look of enlightenment, "Oh! I understand, you want to keep this thing to yourself, right? Or do you want to trade this thing for Longbottom's favor and make him yours?

Subordinates, are you grateful?

Tsk tsk tsk, so that’s how you became the savior! Damn!”

Although Harry had shown some eccentric talents in Potions class before, his current verbal skills were obviously not as good as Draco's.

After being splashed with dirty water, I was left speechless.

My face turned red and I could only act as a repeater, saying "Give it to me quickly" over and over again.

This made Draco very happy.

He had just suffered a loss from John, but he immediately made up for it with Harry.

Sure enough, bullying is the easiest and most comfortable thing.

Thinking like this, the image of John suddenly appeared in Draco's mind. With a blessed mind, he imitated John's previous appearance and sneered:

"Do you want it? If you want it, just beg me. If you beg me, I will give it to you."

After saying this, Draco felt extremely comfortable all over his body.

Harry's face turned red with anger, he clenched his fists and roared:

"You're dreaming!"

Hearing this, all the Slytherins present showed gloating expressions.

They hate Gryffindor, and they can't stand the high-profile appearance of their savior Harry Potter.

John was also watching from the sidelines.

After staying with Snape for almost a week, his trash talking resistance has been maxed out.

In his opinion, Draco and Harry were at their current level, not like they were quarreling, but like they were in love, and there was absolutely no need to stop them.

On the contrary, Draco was quite amused by the way he spoke.

The strange look of a tiger that couldn't be compared to a dog made him almost laugh out loud.

But he soon stopped laughing.

Because the next moment, Michelle also walked out of the Gryffindor team.

She pushed aside the furious Harry and said to Draco with a serious face:

"It's wrong to take other people's things randomly, and it's wrong to accuse and insult others casually! So I advise you to return the things to us and then apologize to Harry."

Draco remained unmoved and continued to imitate John's accent and sneered:

"What will happen if I don't pay you back?"

"Then I'm afraid I'll be rude to you!"

As Michelle spoke, she began to pinch her fingers with both hands.

As the crisp "click, click, click" sounds continued to sound from Michelle's knuckles, Draco's expression finally changed.

Many girls aged eleven or twelve are taller than boys, and Michelle is a head taller than Draco.

But Draco reacted and said with a ferocious smile:

"How dare you be rude to me? Goyle! Crabbe!"

Draco's two tall followers came out.

However, Michelle was not afraid at all and started to move her limbs with excitement.

Since leaving St. Brelade's, Michel has become increasingly stubborn and bellicose.

Even John was puzzled by this.

But now, Michelle is clearly on top again and is ready to do something big.

Of course, Harry and the others couldn't let just a little girl, Michelle, go.

Although they were scared to death, facing this situation, they still stood behind Michelle and were determined to advance and retreat together with Michelle.

The war was about to break out, and the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger and stronger. Draco had even secretly reached into his arms, ready to take out his wand.

Seeing this, John finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He walked out from the crowd and said loudly:

"Michelle!"

John's voice made both parties stunned for a moment.

Then they saw that Michelle, the originally fierce and fearless vanguard on Gryffindor's side, suddenly let out a "yeah" and seemed to run back to his original team.

John didn't want to let her go yet, so he continued to chase her and said:

"A little girl has to act like a little girl, how can she fight with others? If you let me know that you fight with others next time, your pocket money will be gone!"

Michelle pouted with a dissatisfied look on her face when she heard this, but she didn't dare to talk back, so she could only keep nodding.

This scene made Harry and all the other Gryffindors blush.

One of their generals was persuaded to surrender before the war even started. How could they still fight this battle?

Seeing this, Slytherin burst into laughter.

But before the Slytherins could be happy for a long time, John walked towards Draco.

As he walked, the expression on his face became colder and colder.

Goyle and Crabbe didn't dare to stop John at all and simply stepped aside, leaving Draco alone to face John.

"What did you want to do to my sister just now?"

John said coldly.

Draco's heart trembled when he heard this, but he put on a tough look on his face and said:

"I, I...I didn't know she was your sister. And even if she is your sister, then..."

Before Draco could finish speaking, John directly grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up with one hand.

"I don't want to hear your excuses! Now, return the memory ball to my sister, and then apologize to my sister!"

As soon as John finished speaking, several Slytherins came over and said to Draco with a sneer:

"That's John's sister. Their surname is Shafiq. How could you not recognize her?"

"If you are more sensible, just take a snapshot, otherwise you will suffer a lot!"

Seeing the way they talked to each other, Draco felt anxious.

To be honest, he actually bribed many Slytherin freshmen.

But now, none of these people who took advantage of him have come forward!

Being a leader also requires strength.

Especially in Slytherin.

Although John has no intention of joining the competition for the freshman leader, his recent performance is really impressive.

A large number of people in Slytherin already regard him as the most promising person among the freshmen this year.

In this way, Draco would no longer be competitive.

In the eyes of the Slytherins, the current dispute was not John standing up for his sister at all.

Instead, he simply found an excuse to convince Draco and push himself to the 'king' position.

The Slytherins were happy to see this happen.

So, those who liked taking a gamble turned to John and started firing at Draco.

Those who prefer stability will sit back and wait for the outcome of the battle.

Draco knew all this too.

For a moment, Draco, who was in a dilemma, clenched his fists and his eyes were filled with anger.

He planned to fight John.

In the past, he could tolerate all kinds of difficulties faced by John, but he couldn't bear it anymore when John tried to steal his position as the freshman boss!

He is Malfoy!

Having made up his mind, Draco was ready to take action.

However, at this moment, he felt the memory ball he was holding in his right hand suddenly vibrate.

He raised his right hand inexplicably, and then discovered that a large amount of blood-red smoke had risen from the originally transparent memory ball.

This was a reminder to Draco that he had forgotten something crucial.

'I come from the quagmire...kill you...'

John's voice sounded in his head.

Draco remembered.

John, can kill people!

In just a moment, Draco felt a basin of ice water pouring down on his head, directly extinguishing all the anger in his heart.

What replaced it was bone-chilling fear!

His face turned pale and he shouted subconsciously:

"I'm sorry! I was wrong!"

"Who are you saying sorry to?"

John asked.

"Michelle! Michelle, I was wrong! I'm sorry!"

Draco said decisively, he was almost crying at this time.

John didn't continue to embarrass him. After putting him down with a sneer, he threw the memory ball into Harry's hands.

Seeing this, the Gryffindors cheered.

In their opinion, they defeated Slytherin this time.

But what surprised them was that thunderous cheers also sounded from the Slytherin side.

I saw a large group of Slytherins rushing directly to John, clapping and roaring excitedly.
Chapter completed!