The members of Harry Potter and Gryffindor watched a smaller boy flashing behind the six tall players of the Slytherin team, with a smug smile on his pale pointed face.

It was Draco Malfoy.

"Aren't you the son of Lucius Malfoy?" Fred Weasley asked in disgust. He has not forgotten that on the day when Diagon Alley was purchased before the start of school, his father and Lucius fucked hard. At that time, he should have used wands and spells. There was no such thing as a wizard fighting with his fists. After returning home, Arthur regretted it. He was guilty of his magical strength that could never be weaker than Lucius.

"You actually mentioned Draco's father, which is interesting." All the members of the Slytherin laughed even more proudly. "Then please see the gift he generously gave to the Slytherin."

The seven people lifted the broom forward together, seven brand new, smooth and shiny flying brooms, and seven lines of beautiful golden words "Green Wheel 200l", shaking the eyes of the Gryffindor team members in the morning sun.

"It's so disgusting. You think this will blind us." George Weasley said, but unfortunately this sentence sounds very awkward, which makes the Gryffindor players feel that the things they use are a bit like they were bought from the french market.

"The latest model, just came out last month." Flint said indifferently, gently dusting off the dust from the top of his broom. "I believe it is much faster than the current Light Wheel 2000 series, as for the old-fashioned Sweeping Seven Stars." He smiled maliciously at Fred and George, the brothers each holding a sweeping Seven Stars 5.

Flint laughed, "Use them to sweep the floor."

Sherlock looked at the two waves of people in front of him helplessly. If the mediation is not good, there will be another conflict between the two academies. It is really strange. Every time he is with Malfoy, he can encounter such a plot. Could it be that Malfoy will be invading Pojun? As long as he is there, there will be constant conflicts?

I'm afraid that only Rubo is very excited among this group of people. He hopes that these two groups can do it. This guy who is afraid of the world will not be in chaos... and Dandeni. Although this guy is a little silent, there is also a sense of madness hidden in his bones, but it is not as obvious as Rubo.

"Mr. Sherlock, can you come forward to reconcile? This is clearly the venue we will arrive first." Harry Potter asked.

Harry looked at Sherlock with help. After all, in his heart, only Sherlock might be the best to speak in Slytherin. Although the students of Slytherin are proud of pure blood, this group of people has no gentlemanliness at all in the eyes of most students in Gryffindor. They are like cunning poisonous snakes. If it is an exception, sherlock will probably be the only one.

In Harry's eyes, only the other party can deserve the identity of a big family.

"Stop sow discord, Harry, this is a matter between our two teams." Malfoy's eyes were sly.

Ron, Hermione and Ashinsa walked over from the lawn to see what was going on.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked Harry "Why don't you guys play? What are they doing here?"

Ron looked in surprise at Malfoy, who was wearing the Slytherin Quidditch uniform.

"I am Weasley, the new Slytherin player." Malfoy said complacently, "Just now, everyone was admiring the broom my dad bought for our team."

Ron looked at the seven high-end brooms in front of him in a daze.

"It's very good, isn't it?" Malfoy said with a smile. "But maybe the Gryffindors can get some gold to buy some new brooms. You can redeem the prize to sell those Sweeping Seven Stars 5, and I think the museum will bid for them."

The Slytherin's team members laughed rasp.

"At least, no player on the Gryffindor team needs to spend money to join the team," Hermione said sarcastically. "They came in completely by their ability."

Malfoy's proud face darkened.

"No one asked you, you smelly little mud breed." He said fiercely.

Harry knew immediately that Malfoy had said something ugly because it immediately caused an explosive reaction.

Flint had to rush forward to Draco to prevent Fred and George from rushing to him.

Alia screamed, "How dare you!"

Ron reached out and pulled his wand out of his robe and shouted, "You have to pay for it, Malfoy!" He pointed furiously under Flint's arm at Malfoy's face.

A huge explosion rang through the stadium, and a green light shot out from the back of the wand, hitting Ron in the abdomen, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground in two steps.

"Ron! Ron! Are you okay?" Hermione screamed.

Ron opened his mouth to answer, but instead of uttering words, he burped and several slugs fell from his mouth to his thighs.

Sherlock pulled out his magic wand, and a wave rushed out of the tip of the wand. Poseidon appeared to form a huge wall of water, separating the two team members of Slytherin and Gryffindor. You can hear the curses of Gryffindor from the opposite side. It was not aimed at Sherlock, but was scolding Malfoy and other team members of Slytherin.

With Sherlock's move, the Slytherin's team members became even more unscrupulous. They seemed to be unable to see what the reason and purpose of Sherlock's turn Poseidon into a water wall.

"Kike! You're not embarrassed to let them all shut up!" Sherlock treated his fellow academy with such poor behavior and standards for the first time. He overflowed the wall of water and came to Hermione. Ron was still spitting slugs, while Hermione's eyes were red, and Ashinsha looked angry. The damn Draco actually dared to call her good friend the Mud Breed.

"The negative demon dissipated!" Sherlock's wand waved in front of Ron, and Ron finally stopped his crazy slug behavior. Sherlock's spell was very effective.

"It feels better!" Sherlock looked at Ron.

"Good... much better, thank you Mr. Sherlock."

"Malfoy, come here!" Sherlock sternly looked at Malfoy who was proudly behind him.

The other party was stunned, but he still came over slowly.

"Apologize to Hermione, immediately!"

"But me!"

"Apologize quickly!"

Malfoy was stunned for a moment, and had never seen Sherlock so strict before. Finally, he bowed to Hermione, "Sorry, Hermione!"

"Okay Hermione, give me some face and don't be sad anymore, okay?"

"Of course, thank you Mr. Sherlock."

"And Ron, you should change to a magic wand, otherwise this magic wand will kill you." Sherlock took Malfoy and others away. When Gryffindor and others could not see it, his face turned pale again.

"Do you think you deserve the pure blood glory of your Malfoy clan?"

Malfoy looked down and looked like a junior who was scolded.
Chapter completed!