Derek raised his eyebrows, sneered, and corrected him arrogantly, "In Slytherin House, it is normal to learn to surrender to the nobler and more powerful senior wizards."
Among the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Slytherin House is perhaps the place with the clearest hierarchy.
In order to reflect the nobility and class originating from the ancient times, they formulated various "shadow college rules" in addition to school and college rules to consolidate their privileges in schools and colleges.
Those first-year pure-blooded little wizards with a sense of superiority will soon clearly understand the value of rights and class under the pressure from the upper grades. Then, they will show what they feel and learn.
On lower-level students and students from other three colleges at the same level.
"It's really disgusting...Fortunately, I wasn't sorted into Slytherin." Susan Bones frowned and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice. She raised her head and glanced at the two senior Slytherins hiding behind them.
Shabini's eyes were a little complicated.
"Sorry, but we are not Slytherin. If you want food, grab it yourself!"
Hearing Derek's words, Hannah also showed an obvious expression of disgust on her face, shook her head, and refused unceremoniously.
"Perhaps, suffering a little first will make our communication smoother."
Bol impatiently rolled up his sleeves, exposed his strong arms, and approached the group of unscrupulous Hufflepuff freshmen in front of him - this year's Hufflepuff freshmen seemed a little strange.
Suddenly, there was a rapid and chaotic sound of running on the marble corridor leading to the Slytherin common room on the left.
Everyone turned their heads curiously and saw Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe appearing at the entrance of the corridor. Everyone looked a little bruised and swollen, as if they had just been beaten by someone.
"Wait, wait, it's all a misunderstanding."
Seeing the two sides confronting each other, Malfoy walked anxiously to the middle of the crowd, waving his arms and quickly separated Derek, Hannah and others.
"Draco?" Hannah frowned and looked at the little boy with light blond hair in front of her.
Without responding to Hannah Luoli behind him, Draco Malfoy tried his best to put on a flattering smile on his face and looked at Derek and Bol, who were not far away and looked unkind.
"Didn't we agree before that if there is such a grilled fish in the future, we will bring it back to the common room. Why do we still come to Elena... um, Elena and the others?"
"Watch your tone, freshman. Are you interrogating me?" Derek narrowed his eyes in displeasure and waved his hand like he was shooing away flies. "Go away, first graders. When will it be your turn to teach us?"
Did you do something?"
"But, this... this is different from what we discussed before. You promised that as long as our contribution is made, this matter will be over. How can you..."
The smile on Draco Malfoy's face froze and he stared at Derek in disbelief. He thought that he had smoothed away all the troubles quietly, just like his father who solved all problems with ease.
"Get out of the way, Malfoy! Don't block the road. I'm warning you again, don't meddle in other people's business!"
A trace of embarrassment and impatience appeared on the strong Derek's face. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Draco's collar, and roughly pushed him to the side, causing him to stagger back several steps.
"How could you do this! Draco is a junior student in your own college. Don't you have any sense of shame?"
Ernie Macmillan, who was standing next to Hannah, stepped forward to help Draco to prevent him from falling directly to the ground. He stepped forward, pointed at Derek's nose and asked angrily and loudly.
Ernie and Draco were in the same "dinner cooking team", and after a day of training, the two could barely be considered friends, even if Draco was a bit stinky from time to time.
As he spoke, Ernie glanced behind him with some disappointment. Ernie didn't know why Elena was so silent today. It was as if she had changed. Fortunately, Ernie thought she was a very brave person before.
Witch, it turns out that the critical moment is still the same as most girls.
"This is a matter of our own academy. You annoying first year, please take care of yourself first! Isn't the only value of you wizards and wizards in the House Elf Academy is to provide us with help and food? Don't wear down my patience!"
"
Derek, who was nearly 1.7 meters tall, glanced at Ernie McMillan who was pointing at him with a strange expression. He smiled, pinched Ernie's arm and pulled it forward hard. The short and thin Ernie had no power to resist.
, stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Ernie!"
"You've gone too far!"
Seeing Ernie fall to the ground, the first-year Hufflepuff students behind them could no longer hold back. Hannah, Justin and others rushed forward angrily.
"Hmph, it seems you won't be honest if you don't suffer a little."
Derek snorted coldly and angrily raised his foot to kick Hannah at the front. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old young wizard from the Fate Country didn't know what it meant to cherish a woman's beauty.
Seeing the senior boy's feet getting closer and closer, Hannah, who rushed forward with enthusiasm, closed her eyes in fear, gritted her teeth, lowered her head and prepared herself for being kicked.
boom!
Hannah felt like she bumped into a soft, petite body.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a silver-haired little witch standing in front of everyone. She crossed her hands and endured Derek's kick firmly.
"El... Elena? Are you okay?" Hannah was stunned, looking at the girl who fell to the ground due to her unstable center of gravity and asked anxiously.
"It's okay, this is much less powerful than Spicy Old Carrot."
Elena stood up slowly and calmly patted the dust on her body. She did not look at Derek. Instead, she raised her left hand and took a strange look. Her whole person exuded a calm, frightening and reassuring feeling.
a feeling of.
Derek frowned. The calm expression of the silver-haired little witch in front of him made him a little uneasy. He looked around at the number of little wizards surrounding the corridor. Counting Draco and the other three, there were already eight of them.
The two Slytherin third-year students looked at each other, and in unison they took out the wand from their robes and held it in their hands. They felt a little more confident and said, "As far as I know, you are the leader of the first-year students.
I think you should know what to do, right?"
Seeing Derek and the two pulling out their wands, the little wizards who had not yet begun to learn magic subconsciously took a step back.
"Forget it, Elena. They really know how to beat people, and the senior students also know a lot of powerful magic. No big deal, we can just tell the professors later." Hannah gently tugged on Elena's hand.
Shi Xiu, whispered to dissuade.
Magic...?
Elena raised her head and looked at the tall Derek and Bol with an expressionless face, her voice as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
"It's a bit wrong to finish all the meat, so there's no big problem in apologizing."
"But you shouldn't go too far and try to steal our food."
"And the most important thing is..."
Elena's eyes lingered on Draco, Goyle, Crabbe, Ernie and others for a moment, her hands slowly unbuttoned the wizard's robe, and her ice-blue eyes seemed to be burning with fire.
"You shouldn't bully my friends!"
Before she finished speaking, Elena untied her robe, threw it forward with all her strength, blocked Derek's sight with her large black wizard robe, and kicked hard with her right foot, switching from stillness to sprinting in an instant.
"There are many obstacles!"
Derek's face was startled, and he waved his wand to send out a red beam, which hit the flying wizard's robe, making a muffled sound and a slight burnt smell.
The wizard's robe, which was hit by the red magic beam, flew up high, revealing Elena who was half-shrinking underneath and had rushed directly in front of Derek.
"Obstacle..." Looking at Elena with her fists raised in front of her, Derek felt panic on his face and hurriedly pressed the wand down.
Before Derek could react, Elena's center of gravity suddenly dropped, her left leg stopped on one side, and her knee was slightly bent on the marble floor and pressed hard.
A force went from the feet to the waist and then to the hands. The rotation of the body injected all the power into the clenched right fist. A perfect uppercut hit Derek's legs hard from bottom to top.