Chapter 195 The Hanging Bell Reappears in Hogwarts

Time flies by, and Andy spent an ordinary week in Hogwarts.

Ever since he expressed his attitude to Snape last time, the old bat has completely ignored Andy. Whether in class or after class, the old bat never has Andy in his eyes.

He only cares about Harry.

Andy is also happy and comfortable.

Every day, he attends classes, reads books, copies books, practices magic, checks the progress of brewing truth serum... When the [potential points] reach [7] points, he will start the secret chamber adventure.

September 19, 1992, Saturday.

The weather is good today. Andy and Hermione took a few books and sat on the bench outside the castle, reading while basking in the sun.

"Hermione, how many Chinese magics have you learned?" Andy closed the book and rested his eyes, then turned his head and asked curiously.

"It's OK for now."

Hermione smiled and said, "Your translation is good, there is nothing particularly difficult to understand."

"That's good!" Andy yawned, "It's easy to get sleepy when reading outside."

Hermione smiled helplessly, "Maybe it's because you didn't sleep in today! When I saw you this morning, I was shocked. I thought you would sleep until noon today."

"That makes sense."

Andy agreed deeply, "Fortunately tomorrow is Sunday, I can make up for today's sleep."

Hermione rolled her eyes at Andy, and then naturally changed the subject, "The magic over there in China is still very different from ours. It would be great if I could buy more advanced magic books."

Andy was also very sorry about this.

Due to different national conditions, there were magic schools there in modern times, and they used to be passed down in the form of sects.

The dissemination of knowledge is relatively conservative.

While chatting, Andy suddenly found that two groups of people were confronting each other not far away.

In addition to the Gryffindor where Harry, George, and Fred were, there was also a group of Slytherins wearing green robes.

What a big scene!

Andy pulled Hermione's sleeve and said with a gloating look: "Hermione, look! Gryffindor and Slytherin are going to fight."

Hermione glared at Andy. It's fine if you don't go to the professor at this time, but why are you so happy?

The righteous little witch quickly stood up.

Andy pulled Hermione back, "What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm going to the professor."

Hermione tilted her head and said, "It's impossible to really watch them fight, right?"

"We are Ravenclaw!"

Andy analyzed seriously: "If Gryffindor and Slytherin fight, this year's House Cup will be in our Ravenclaw's pocket."

"This is two consecutive championships, Professor Flitwick will be so happy!"

Hermione was stunned!

Is this how you settle accounts?

"Besides, they know what's going on and won't use any extreme curses."

Andy continued to analyze: "Even if they really fight, at most they will just lie in the school infirmary for one night, and Madam Pomfrey will heal them."

"And the feud between Gryffindor and Slytherin has been going on for a long time, and they have long wanted to fight. If you go to the professor, they won't be grateful to you."

Hermione pursed her lips.

After living in Hogwarts for more than a year, Hermione had a good understanding of the structure of the four colleges. She had to admit that Andy was right.

Even if she found the professor and stopped the fight between the two colleges, no one would be grateful to her.

"We just watch?" Hermione asked.

The little witch's conscience did not allow her to do nothing in this situation.

"Then... we add fuel to the fire?" Andy hesitated.

Hermione glared at Andy fiercely, and Andy immediately raised his hands in surrender.

In fact, Andy didn't even need to add fuel to the fire, Slytherin's Malfoy was a master of adding fuel to the fire at the king level.

"My dad bought Slytherin a new flying broom, so we have to get used to it..." Malfoy looked at the broken broom in Gryffindor's hand with disdain and said sarcastically.

The Slytherin players laughed and showed their new brooms to the Gryffindor players on the opposite side.

Seven Nimbus 2001!

Lying on the grass!

The golden light of the rich almost blinded Andy's eyes.

So rich!

Andy felt his poverty.

For two whole months of summer vacation, Andy had to help Helen brew potions every day - after deducting Helen's agency fee, Andy's pocket money was only more than 30 gold galleons.

Compared with Malfoy...

Andy took a deep breath, Malfoy, I allow you to be my little brother.

"What are they arguing about?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know! It should be related to the team, right?" Andy guessed.

The two sides were a bit far apart, and Andy couldn't hear what they were saying.

Ron came over at some point and stood with Harry.

Malfoy's eyes turned red, and he said viciously: "Weasley, even if you sell your whole family, you probably can't afford a common broom, right?"

"Oh~ I almost forgot, your father is almost out of work because of you. Let me guess, how will the Ministry of Magic punish him? Fine...? That's too bad, your family may have to sleep on the street."

"I can introduce a job to your father, how about guarding our house?"

Hearing Malfoy's words, the Slytherins burst into laughter.

Among pure-blood families, few families look up to the Weasley family.

They think the Weasley family is a traitor to pure blood.

Ron's face turned red with anger on the spot. Every word in Malfoy's words hit the key point in his heart.

Even George and Fred couldn't pretend not to hear it, but as seniors, they couldn't do anything to the second-year juniors.

Neither the school rules nor the pride in their hearts allowed them to do so.

The other Gryffindor team members also showed anger.

The situation suddenly became tense.

Ron couldn't hold back his anger first. He raised his wand and pointed at Malfoy, "You have to pay for your words, Malfoy!"

"Eat slugs!"

The sudden change made Malfoy panic.

Then...

Ron's wand shot out a green light, knocking him back.

"Ron!" Harry shouted and ran over to check on Ron.

This...?

The Slytherins looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Ron's face flushed red, and he opened his mouth, and a ten-centimeter slug came out of his mouth.

So disgusting!

Harry's face was full of disgust.

George and Fred looked at each other. If they didn't do something, the Weasley family would lose face.

At this time, they couldn't care less.

"I'm afraid you'll have to suffer a little, Malfoy."

Fred took out a ball from his pocket and threw it at Malfoy.

The thing exploded instantly, and the monstrous stench instantly swept the whole place.

In the panic, a spell was chanted.

"Hanging bell!"