Chapter 159 News

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Chapter 159 News

Only to hear Malfoy say arrogantly, "This is not the place for you, Weasley."

"The school did not prohibit the prefect from coming here." Percy said coldly, emphasizing the identity of the prefect.

Malfoy sneered and said maliciously, "I hope you won't crash zìjǐ in this dark corridor."

Percy didn't give in. "You need to show some respect to the prefect. I don't like your attitude. Five points from Slytherin."

Malfoy snorted, "I hope you'll always speak so hard."

He didn't say more, he had already seen Harry and Ron coming, "How long did you two eat in the auditorium? I've been looking for you for a long time. I want to show you something interesting."

Malfoy ignored Percy, motioned for Harry and Ron to follow him, and walked towards the end of the passage.

"That was Peter Weasley just now?" Malfoy couldn't tell who the Weasleys were. They had too many children and it was hard to tell them apart.

"It's Percy." Ron corrected him subconsciously.

"Whoever he is." Malfoy said coldly, "I noticed recently, he has been sneaking around here. I know what he wants to do, he wants to catch Slytherin's heir, and he doesn't even look at zìjǐ who is it."

He laughed for a while, and then said coldly, "I don't know if his luck will always be so good."

Ron narrowed his eyes and asked unexpectedly, "Will you attack him?"

Malfoy said disapprovingly, "Why should I attack him, he is an enemy of the heir, and the heir will naturally deal with him."

Harry couldn't help but blurt out, "So are you the heir?" But he held back, he knew it couldn't be asked directly.

Malfoy stopped before an empty stone wall.

"What's the new password?" he muttered to himself.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, how could they know, so they kept silent.

Fortunately, Malfoy didn't really intend to ask them,

He quickly remembered, "Oh, yes, a thoroughbred," Malfoy said to himself.

Hermione under the invisibility cloak felt nauseated for a while, and couldn't help but slander in her heart, "Slytherin is really shameless, obviously there are no purebred wizards at all, and they shamelessly talk about purebreds every day."

But she immediately remembered that George once said that all disputes are disputes of interests, and that they are advertised as pure blood, but they are just to discriminate against others in a fair and honest way. Pure blood is only the means, discrimination and profit are the ends. After all, since the appearance of Voldemort, all Slytherin students have been infected with the worship of the devil, and they have become bad seeds since childhood.

She couldn't help but murmured, "Perhaps only after Voldemort is killed by us, Slytherin can return to a normal academy. I really want to see the god in the hearts of these bad boys, the devil they worship and fear, Killed by a wizard they despised, what a sight it would be."

The stone door hidden behind the stone wall slowly opened, Malfoy strode in, Harry, Ron followed, and Hermione quietly dodged in.

The Slytherin common room is a crypt-like basement, low and long and narrow. The walls and ceiling were rough boulders, and round lamps, glowing green, were chained and hung from the ceiling.

The strange arrangement makes people wonder for a while whether it is for the living or the dead. Seeing this scene, Harry and Ron couldn't help shivering.

Fortunately, there is still the smell of strangers here, and a bonfire is burning in a beautifully carved fireplace in front. The roaring flames made crackling sounds from time to time, splashing sparks.

Harry couldn't help but murmured, "At least the bonfire is not green, otherwise it would be matched with the pale faces of the Slytherin students sitting next to them, the dark robes, and the real world of demons." zìjǐ was not happy with the wisdom of choosing Slytherin.

"Wait here," Malfoy said to Harry and Ron, motioning them to two empty chairs away from the campfire, not next to the other students, "I'll go get it right now, and my father will bring it to me. something to come."

Harry and Ron secretly guessed what it would be, but they were not Goyle and Crabbe after all, so naturally they couldn't guess what Malfoy was thinking, so they had to pretend to be relaxed.

After a while, Malfoy walked back excitedly with a briefing-like thing, and he shoved it directly to Crabbe. "You're sure to laugh when you see it," he said.

Harry saw Ron's eyes widen in astonishment. Ron quickly read the briefing aside, forced a smile on his swollen face, and handed it to Harry.

Harry took the newspaper, which was cut from the Daily Prophet. It reads that Arthur Weasley of the Ministry of Magic, as Director of the Division for the Investigation of the Misuse of Muggle Substances, has secretly enchanted a Muggle car. Violation of the relevant laws will result in a fine of fifty Galleons.

This converted magical car crossed most of the UK and crashed at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in September this year. One of the school's directors, Mr Lucius Malfoy, recently called the Ministry of Magic to ask Mr Weasley to resign.

"Arthur Weasley broke the law and damaged the reputation of the Ministry of Magic." Mr. Malfoy commented to my reporter, "He is obviously not a qualified official, let alone making laws for us, he and his ridiculous Muggles. The protection law should leave together immediately."

Mr Weasley made no comment, but his wife asked reporters to leave or her family's ghouls would be released to bite them.

"That's right, isn't it interesting?" Malfoy asked enthusiastically.

"Hahaha" Harry laughed dryly.

"Arthur Weasley likes Muggles too much, he should really take away his wand and make him a Muggle too." Malfoy said with extreme contempt, "The Weasley family's behavior is simply purebred wizards. shame."

Hearing Malfoy's words, Ron's fat and swollen face contorted.

Seeing this scene, Malfoy asked fiercely, "What's the matter with you, Crabbe?" He was puzzled, who was this idiot trying to show?

"I have a stomach ache," Ron moaned, blushing.

"You must have eaten too much, go to yīyuàn, and remember to kick the mudbloods who turned to stone hard for me." Malfoy immediately believed Crabbe's words, which was so fit for his idiot behavior.

Malfoy continued, "What intrigues me the most is that the Daily Prophet didn't report any Hogwarts attacks." Lido's hands and feet, he wants to cover up yīqiē. Because if he doesn't do this, he will be fired."

(To be continued.)