Mudblood is a very representative term in the magical world, which carries extremely insulting and discriminatory connotations.
This is the same as deliberately making "squinting eyes" in front of someone. Since you have breasted in public, the beating will be light.
Rolf didn't like Malfoy, he wasn't Malfoy's biological father, and he didn't have the patience to teach him how to behave.
Relying on the love and protection of his father, the school director, and Dean Snape, Malfoy was considered the most powerful person in the school at Hogwarts, and he was arrogant in the courtyard for a full year.
He never thought that he would be beaten, and he was still a big bag, which directly made him feel the dangers of society.
Malfoy covered his face and became furious!
Being beaten in public, or a slap in the face that was almost humiliating... If he didn't even fart, how could he be a gossip at Hogwarts in the future?
Malfoy is also a decent person...just a decent person!
Malfoy struggled to get up, but whether it was an illusion or not, Goyle and Crabbe supported him too hard, making it difficult for him to break free for a while.
"Draco, forget it... spare him this time!"
"Draco, let Scamander go!"
Goyle and Crabbe both whispered words of comfort.
The two of them still remember what happened on the express train last year... Scamander cannot be messed with, this is a lesson learned.
Besides, the slap didn't hit either of them in the face, but if they rushed over and started a fight, it would be hard to say.
"Let me go, I'm going to duel with you!" Malfoy shouted loudly: "My father has never hit me...you two, let me go!"
Goyle and Crabbe looked at each other and let go of their hands obediently. Malfoy was speechless and stopped.
Some people are like this. The more you pull, the more energetic they become, but when you let go, they restrain themselves... For example, two dogs growling at each other through an iron door, and immediately become intimidated after the door is opened.
This moment is the truest portrayal of Malfoy.
Malfoy was stuck on the spot, unable to move forward or retreat for a moment. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of Professor Snape in the crowd. As if he had a backbone, he immediately wailed:
"Professor Snape, Scamander hit me..."
"Professor, Malfoy just called Muggle-born students mudbloods." Rolf raised his head and said calmly.
"Besides, I didn't hit Malfoy. He didn't stand firm and bumped into my hand... He was the one who hit me. My hand still hurts."
"..." Malfoy's face turned the color of pig liver, and he really wanted to fight for his life this time.
Snape squeezed out of the crowd and wanted to deduct points from Rove, but after hearing his words and that word, he was in a daze.
Soon, his sharp eyes like an eagle turned to Malfoy.
"I didn't scold Scamander..." Malfoy felt aggrieved.
"Shut up!" Professor Snape said sternly, without using the topic as a way to deduct points from Rove, and hurried towards Filch.
Malfoy was speechless. I don’t know what kind of thing Professor Snape had!
But Luo Fu seemed to have expected it, and his expression was very calm.
The word "Mudblood" was also forbidden to Snape, so why would he punish Rolf?
Thinking of this, the young man smiled at Malfoy.
It seems that all the good talk last year made Malfoy forget the scene when the train met... Or maybe Malfoy is in his rebellious phase?!
Malfoy couldn't help but swallow when he saw the look in Rove's eyes, feeling very annoyed in his heart.
Dumbledore also rushed over, followed by many professors, and the noisy crowd fell silent.
Dumbledore walked up to Filch, his long aquiline nose almost touching him. The old man looked carefully at the black smoke-emitting wound through his half-moon glasses.
He waved his magic wand, and the nails driven into Filch's body disappeared. Filch slowly floated to the ground, completely fainting.
Dumbledore raised his wand and pointed it at the wounds. Professor McGonagall turned around and asked:
"Who discovered this place first?"
"It's Potter and Weasley, Professor McGonagall." A strange smile flashed across Snape's face.
"Maybe it was the two of them who did it. I heard Filch report to me that day that Potter deliberately brought muddy water into the castle and was punished by Filch... He might have a grudge."
"I didn't, Professor!" Harry defended, "I was not careful that time, and neither of us really attacked Filch."
"Severus, it has nothing to do with either of them." Dumbledore said softly:
"Filch has been possessed by a very deep form of dark magic...it is impossible for a second year student to perform it."
"It wasn't the two of them who did it, but it has something to do with Potter, Headmaster!" Snape said without giving up:
"They didn't go to Halloween dinner."
Harry and Ron quickly explained that they were going to attend Nick's death anniversary party.
"Hundreds of ghosts have come, they can prove that we are there...Rolf can also prove it."
"But as far as I know, the death anniversary dinner is in the underground classroom." The corner of Snape's mouth curled up into a sneer.
"Since you two were in the underground classroom, why did you appear on the third floor?"
He glanced at the abandoned bathroom not far away and sneered: "I don't remember there being food in the toilet."
Harry and Ron looked at each other, feeling miserable.
Myrtle said she knew about the relationship between Rolf and Ms. Grey, and then tricked the two of them into the bathroom on the third floor. After finally running out, she saw Filch hanging on the wall.
But can this be said?
Even if it's an abandoned toilet, it's still a girls' toilet!
If you say it, you will be in a state of social death, and you will lose the right to choose a mate in Hogwarts.
"What can't be said?!" Professor McGonagall stared at the two of them sternly.
She really wants to ask...why do you two always be there every time something happens? It's really not a worry at all!
At this moment, Myrtle floated out from the abandoned women's bathroom, she covered her face and said:
"Don't blame Harry and Ron...they were just in the bathroom with me, sharing my toilet...hehe."
Myrtle covered her face shyly and floated back to the bathroom.
Hearing this, even Professor McGonagall couldn't stand it for a moment. She said in a strange voice: "You two were in the women's room just now... and you shared the same toilet?"
Everyone was in an uproar, looking at Harry and Ron with perverted eyes.
Being scrutinized by all the students like monkeys, both Harry and Ron's faces turned red, but there was nothing they could do.
They would rather admit that they attacked Filch than admit...that they actually entered Myrtle's bathroom.
"It seems that Potter and Weasley have nothing to do with Filch." Snape clicked his tongue:
"You two probably don't have gender cognitive impairment and identify yourself as women, right?"
"..."
"What about you, Scamander?" Snape looked at Rove again: "I don't think I saw you at the dinner either."
"Thank you for your concern, Professor Snape." Rolf said softly: "I also went to the death anniversary dinner, and Ms. Gray and Bloody Barrow testified for me.
I ran over after hearing the shout, and I didn't go to the women's room like Harry and Ron did."
Harry and Ron were stabbed in the heart again, and they really wished it was them hanging on the wall now.
"Okay, Minerva, ask the prefect to count the students who have left the auditorium tonight."
