The Gryffindors instantly exploded. The Weasley twins took out the wands in their robes and wanted to cast a curse on Bernie. Several girls let out ear-piercing screams. Bernie's words instantly caused the scene to explode.
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"Bernie Selwyn!" Haylis's high-pitched scream drowned out everyone else's voices.
Joel had never seen Haylis look so angry. Her face, which was originally as white as snow, was now so red that it could bleed. She strode forward and pinched Bernie's wrist to hold him back.
Ron didn't care about that. He took out the wand that was almost broken in two, "You bastard, you have to pay for your words and deeds!"
After saying that, he aimed at Bernie's generous body and shot a magic spell.
Joel seemed to have a problem with the accuracy of Ron's spell. He was aiming at Haylis's back.
"Armor for protection!" Joel naturally couldn't let his girlfriend get hurt, so he quickly cast an armor spell.
The deep purple magic light hit the Iron Armor Curse, and Joel felt a violent vibration from the wand, which was the feedback from the Iron Armor Curse he had laid.
The energy of this purple light was surprisingly powerful. The armor spell that Joel had arranged in a hurry was unable to withstand it. After a moment of stalemate, it was completely shattered. The speed of the purple light did not slow down at all and rushed towards Haylis, who was unable to react.
Joel pounced and took advantage of the delay of the iron armor spell to throw Haylis to the ground.
The purple light tore through the air like a heart-piercing arrow, leaving a string of blood beads on the tip of Bernie's nose, and then flew towards the edge of the stadium.
A huge explosion resounded through the stadium. Mud, blades of grass and stones flew away, dust filled the air, and the stands at the edge of the stadium were blown apart.
Ron rolled his eyes and almost fainted. Fortunately, Harry next to him supported him. He was now pale and weak, and the inexplicable spell just drained the magic power from his body.
"I'm going..." Wood murmured, and everyone looked at the ruins of a wall in the distance in silence.
Joel held Haylis in his arms, and the two of them rolled on the lawn twice before the impact was relieved. A burning pain came from his back.
"Are you crazy Ron!" Hermione couldn't imagine that this curse was cast by second-year Ron, "You almost killed them!"
Ron's lips turned white, and he defended: "No, I just wanted to cast a leg-locking spell, but the wand didn't obey my command..."
The surrounding audience whispered, and everyone was a little frightened when they recalled the curse just now.
"Sister!" Bernie quickly stepped forward to check on Haylis' condition.
Haylis was still frightened. If Joel hadn't reacted quickly and pushed her down, the curse shot by Ron Weasley would have definitely killed her.
"Don't touch me!" She felt angry when she saw her brother. She avoided Bernie's outstretched hand, put it on Joel's palm, and stood up.
"Are you okay?" Haylis looked at Joel with concern.
Joel endured the pain in his back and shook his head gently.
A little smile appeared on Malfoy's pale face, "Weasley, you are so powerful, you almost killed the Selwyn family. What do you think would happen if Principal Dumbledore knew about this?"
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Ron's face turned even paler. He held Harry's arm and murmured: "I don't want to be expelled, and I don't want to be expelled. My mother will kill me when she hears this news..."
"Bernie started this matter first," Haylis calmed down, "Bernie, you apologize to Miss Granger first, and then we will deal with the next matter."
"What?" Bernie didn't expect that his sister would make such a request. He couldn't believe it. "You want me to apologize? What did I do wrong?"
"What do you think? How dare you say that word!" the Weasley twins choked coldly.
Not only the Gryffindors, but also several Slytherin players were a little angry. For no other reason than the word mudblood was really a dirty word.
"So what?" Bernie frowned and refused to admit his mistake, "I'm just telling the truth!"
After hearing what Bernie said, Hailes' heart sank deeper and deeper, as if she had fallen into a bottomless pit with no light. She didn't understand why her brother became like this.
"Apologise, please give me a good apology!" Haylis's eyes were red, and her voice was about to break at the end of her words, "If you don't apologize today, I won't have you as my brother!"
Joel hurriedly stepped forward to mediate. In his opinion, it would be better to say anything in private. With so many people watching, Bernie couldn't get off the stage.
Haylis also realized that her behavior just now was detrimental to the image of the Selwyn family. She wisely kept her mouth shut, but her eyes were firmly fixed on Bernie.
"What happened here?" A gloomy voice sounded behind Joel. Everyone turned around and found that it was Snape. He had a gloomy face and his eyes wandered over several people. "Is there any kind-hearted student who would like to tell me?"
Can I take a moment?"
A Slytherin Quidditch player told Snape exactly what happened.
When Snape heard the word "Mudblood", his eyes moved to Bernie's face. Bernie looked at his still gloomy face and felt a chill for no reason.
"Mr. Weasley cast a very powerful spell?" Snape raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the stands behind him. "It was beyond my expectation. I always thought that his stupid monster-like brain was full of growths.
The splendens splendens."
Ron was used to Snape's taunting him, so he just lowered his head and remained silent.
"Professor Snape, as you heard, it was Mr. Selwyn who started the incident," Hermione took a deep breath, "I think he should apologize to me."
"...of course," Snape said with a deep look, "of course you deserve an apology, Miss Know-It-All."
"Mr. Selwyn, you should pay some price for your words and deeds." Snape's gaze was like substance, which could burn a big hole in Bernie's chest.
Bernie and Snape looked at each other for a long time, then gritted their teeth and bowed to Hermione.
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger, I apologize for my stupid behavior." He gritted his teeth.
Haylis frowned and involuntarily clenched Joel's hand, with a thin layer of anger on her face.
Naturally, she could see that Bernie's apology was just perfunctory, and he didn't even realize where he was wrong.
Snape glanced at Bernie and Hermione, then pointed the finger at Ron, "Mr. Weasley, let's talk about your problem next."
"You almost killed your classmates." He said softly.
"I didn't! I didn't mean it. If you don't believe me, look at my wand!" Ron argued vehemently, "I just wanted to use a leg-locking spell!"
"I'm not blind, of course I saw it... Mr. Weasley doesn't have any extra galleons to buy a new wand?" Snape said sarcastically, "But this is not an excuse for you to hurt your classmates.
The power of the spell you cast carelessly is extraordinary. If Mr. Taylor hadn't blocked it with the Iron Armor Charm, Miss Selwyn would have been unconscious and sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies."
"You can't tell Professor Dumbledore this..." Ron's lips were trembling and his face was gloomy.
"In fact, I have heard it, Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore's voice suddenly appeared, startling everyone.
"Professor Dumbledore, when did you..." Harry stammered.
The old man with a white beard appeared out of thin air, with a serious look on his face: "I was already there when Mr. Weasley blew up the stands."
"Severus, you send the children back and repair the stands," Dumbledore arranged. "Mr. Weasley and Mr. Selwyn, you two come with me."
The two boys followed Dumbledore out of the stadium with their heads lowered.
Snape didn't speak again, just looked at the rest of the people.
"It's gone, what's there to see?" Wood, the Gryffindor Quidditch captain, waved his hand quickly, "The matter has been resolved, why should we go back?"
"Training has been postponed until next Saturday morning!" Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch captain, also greeted his players to leave.
Malfoy did not forget to say a few harsh words to Harry before he left, and Harry spat them back without hesitation. This was the only time the two of them flirted in front of Snape.
"Let's go too," Joel held onto Haylis's hand and whispered, "Let's go back to the common room first."
Hailes returned to the stands and took the tome with her. On the way back to the common room, she was so preoccupied that she didn't listen carefully to the question about the eagle-shaped door knocker. She answered two or three questions incorrectly in succession. It was only after Joel spoke that the two of them successfully entered.
Common room.
The two of them were sitting in the self-study area, which had a very effective soundproofing spell, so they could chat and whisper without fear of being heard by others.
"How did Bernie become like this?" Haylis burst into tears, "How could he say that word naturally!"
"I guess I've been hanging out with some shady people for a long time." Joel couldn't think of anything to say to comfort him, so he swallowed the second half of the sentence into his stomach.
12-year-old Bernie can say the word mudblood with peace of mind. Although the interference from the external environment has affected him, it is impossible to say that it has nothing to do with Bernie himself.
He should already have the ability to distinguish right from wrong.
Haylis bit her lower lip tightly, "I have to write a letter to my parents. If Bernie is allowed to hang out with Malfoy's group of people, sooner or later he will become an ignorant bastard."
This is the filthiest thing Joel has heard from Haylis in three years.
Joel sighed and said nothing more, but felt a dull pain from the wound on his back.
He watched Hailes write quickly on the parchment, then stuffed the letter into the owl's talon and sent it away.
Hailis opened the tome with a gloomy face. Even though this happened, it still couldn't stop her from learning and progressing.
Joel felt more and more pain in his back, and there was a chill in the wound, which seemed to extend downward through the skin and penetrate into his blood, freezing him to the point of freezing.
He hurried back to the dormitory and asked Allen, who was staying in the dormitory playing with the crucible, to take a look at it.
"Hiss..." Silly Baitian Allen gently touched Joel's back with his hand. Seeing his upper body shrinking forward, he quickly asked: "Does it hurt?"
"Nonsense, does it not hurt?" Joel gritted his teeth and asked Allen to hold the mirror. Then he faced the mirror in the bathroom and could see his back smoothly.
His body has never been considered strong, but rather a little thin. When he bent forward with a little force, his fair skin was covered by a black wound the size of a palm, under the two shoulder blades close to the spine, and there was a faint black air spreading from the wound.
Joel originally thought the injury was from rolling on the grass when he tackled Haylis, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.
Allen didn't ask so many questions, and quickly helped Joel to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey stopped smiling the moment she saw Joel's wound.
"Is the injury troublesome?" Joel and Madam Pomfrey explained their injuries, and then asked anxiously.
"It depends on what injury you compare it to. If it is compared to the Cruciatus Curse, this wound is not serious. If it is compared to a minor problem like a broken bone, then..." Madam Pomfrey sighed, "I don't know about Weasley.
What's wrong with sir's wand? But this is a very powerful spell."
"Dark magic?" Joel raised his eyebrows.
"...You should ask your headmaster about dark magic," Madam Pomfrey said with a cold face as she went to prepare potions. "I am only responsible for treating injuries."
"You just lie here for half a month," she said in a stern tone. "Don't get angry easily. I'll write you a note and ask Mr. Bert to take it back."
"Half a month?" Joel frowned, "Does it take that long?"
He remembered that injuries like broken bones only took two or three days to heal in the magic world.
"Of course," Madam Pomfrey walked to the back room and rushed back with more than a dozen bottles of potion, and then mixed them according to some very strange proportions. "The wounds caused by this spell are different from burns and fractures. They are basically the same."
There is no specific medicine, so I can only do some basic treatment based on the severity of your wound."
"But don't worry too much. This kind of injury will heal slowly as long as you rest." Madam Pomfrey prepared a potion and stuffed it directly into Joel's mouth.
After gulping down the drink, a warm current flowed down his throat, and Joel could feel that the coldness at the wound had subsided a lot.
Alan rushed to the auditorium with the leave note written by Madam Pomfrey. When he came back half an hour later, he was carrying a meal in his hand, followed by Eddie and Sergey.
After asking about Joel's injury, the two roommates sat on chairs and watched Joel wolfing down his lunch.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Joel felt like the food in his mouth didn't taste good when he was stared at by three pairs of eyes.
"Mrs. Weasley came to Hogwarts at noon today," Sergey said softly. "Ellen told her about your injury. It is estimated that she will bring Ron Weasley for medical treatment soon.
Winged."
Just after eating, Hailis, who learned the news, also rushed over. This time it was rare that she was not holding a tome in her hands.
"Why didn't you tell me that you were injured?" Hailis felt very distressed when she saw Joel lying on the bed. After all, he was injured while trying to save her.
"I thought it was just gravel on the lawn, so I didn't take it seriously." Joel borrowed Madam Pomfrey's "Wizard Weekly". The cover character of this issue was Lockhart, who was baring his teeth.
Smile at Joel.
I don’t know if it was because of the meal he had just finished, but Joel felt like vomiting.
He quickly turned over two pages.
The door to the hospital wing was pushed open, and Mrs. Weasley walked in with Ron.