I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

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In Henry Rice's imagination, as long as the poor boy was laughed at by him, his face would be as red as when he was in Diagon Alley, and his expression would be full of anger and irritability.

He had done too many such things since he was a child. Although he was often told by his father that he was a bit stupid, little Les just liked to see the unwilling expressions of those children whose family background was not as good as his own.

Didn't his father work so hard to make money just to be superior to others?

Little Les had already thought about it. As long as the other party showed that kind of expression and was stimulated casually, that boy would definitely rush up and violently attack him.

And when the time comes, will it be easy for me, plus these two new fat followers, to deal with a man and a woman of my own age? Of course, you can't do anything to girls, as long as you don't let that beautiful little girl resist you.

Originally, little Les was very excited when he thought about these links. He felt that he had learned what his father often said about making plans before taking action, and even though he had been bullying others since he was a child, at his father's request, He never hit anyone.

When an argument escalates into a fight, the nature of the matter can easily change - or so my father said.

But he was just curious whether he would feel more happy if his fist fell on those poor children.

Anyway, my father can't control me in the school, and I have a very powerful backing, so much so that I don't even have a branch now...

However, his plan got off to a bad start because of Capone's implacable expression. Little Les, who was only good at verbal provocation, didn't know what to do next.

Seeing the unresponsive people, Capone felt a little confused. He took a step forward and said, "If there's nothing wrong, you can go out."

The two followers brought by Little Rice looked at each other, with big doubts in their little eyes.

Didn't you agree that you would come here to bully someone, and then beat up the person who had offended little Les?

Why does my boss look so disorganized?

Little Les was caught off guard and took half a step back, then gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Hey, poor mudblood boy! Did I just talk to you?! Who allowed you to interrupt!"

Capone paused, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at the other party calmly: "What did you say just now?"

Very good, I finally reacted, I can’t help it anymore...

Little Les smiled proudly: "I'm calling you, poor little mudblood. For someone like you, Hogwarts shouldn't send you an admission notice."

Capone took a deep breath, with a hint of anger on his face: "I advise you to take this back, Les."

"Huh? What's wrong? Are you angry? Wow, I'm so scared-" Little Les pretended to be scared, but his mouth was full of a sarcastic smile.

Capone took a step closer, the anger in his eyes almost overflowing.

"You are not welcome here. When we get to school, I will definitely relay all your words to the professors!"

"Professors?" Little Rice mocked, "Can a Mudblood know the professors at Hogwarts? Oh, you want to use your Mr. Wallop's background. I'm sorry, you think too much. Moreover, he is just a fifth-grade mudblood. What is your name? Forget it, never mind, Mr. Poor Ghost, please gain more knowledge. Don’t lick your face and stick to a wizard when you see one. It’s very embarrassing. And when your backstage is not as strong as you think, that’s when you feel embarrassed and incompetent, ha.”

At this moment, Capone's face turned completely gloomy.

The angry expression he had faked came true.

After studying with Mr. Wallop for more than half a month, he has learned to conceal his true emotions very well in order to confuse the other person.

However, the other party used such words to insult the person he respected most, and Capone's anger suddenly emerged.

"Hoo-ho-calm, Capone... Calm down, Capone... Mr. Wallop doesn't want you to become like this all of a sudden... You must calm down..." Capone kept reminding himself in his heart , but the anger in his eyes could not be concealed.

Little Les was still talking proudly over there: "Oh, I saw your suitcase, Capone Roman - tsk, not a good name... but I can understand you, after all, as a Mudblood, how much can you know about the noble wizarding world? If you really understand, you will know that Sean Wallop, in front of the real big family and the most noble pure-blood noble, he can only Suck it up."

He hid behind his follower and poked his head out.

"This is the truest fact. I think you should thank me for making this popular science for you."

Capone sneered: "That day, someone's father seemed to have fled."

Little Les snorted disdainfully: "It's your turn to tell me these things. Do you have the qualifications? However, the big mudblood and the little mudblood are really suitable - haha, Roman, you can talk to your That Mr. Wallop rotted in the stinking ditch together."

Capone's fists were clenched, and the gloominess in his eyes became even more intense.

Very good, very good, let's do it, so that I can beat you up openly... Little Les thought excitedly.

Capone took a deep breath in place, glanced slightly out the window, and then took a step forward.

He couldn't help it, he couldn't help it... Little Les became more and more excited.

"I will not allow anyone to insult Mr. Wallop in front of me!" Capone shouted angrily, and then took out his wand.

Little Les's eyes lit up. Although he was not very smart, he grew up in a wizarding family and had a higher starting threshold than most people.

What spells can a young wizard master who has not yet officially enrolled as a student in one of the four major colleges through his own study during the summer vacation?

The curse cast by the other party may not be as painful as a bee sting.

Thinking of this, he shouted excitedly: "He was the one who made the first move, beat him!"

The two followers, who had been waiting for a word from their leader for a long time, walked towards Capone with evil smiles.

"Chi la -" Just when the atmosphere was tense, the sliding door of the carriage was opened.

"Hey, freshmen, what are you doing?"

Several people in the carriage looked out. They saw a group of people coming, all wearing third-grade school uniforms. The leader was a black-haired boy who looked very unruly.

"It's bad...this kid is so lucky." This idea immediately popped up in little Les's mind.

No matter how stupid he was, little Les wouldn't be willing to fight in front of the third grade students, and the group of people in front of him didn't look very easy to mess with.

This kid Roman is so cheap...

However, as little Les thought about what he just thought, he remembered the cry of pain right behind him.

Couldn't these two idiots have already taken matters into their own hands?

Little Les, who quickly turned around to look, saw that his two followers were holding hands and shouting in pain, with big tears mixed with sweat.

Little Les was not surprised but overjoyed: How dare you do it in front of your senior!

Thinking of this, he immediately said loudly: "Senior, we have met before. I wanted to come and talk to him, but I didn't expect that he secretly learned the magic spell on his own and even attacked my friends!"

Milani immediately retorted loudly: "You are talking nonsense. It was obviously you who came to provoke Capone, and you also insulted Mr. Wallop and Capone!"

After hearing Milani's words, a large group of third-year students who were originally lazy, like a crowd of melon-eaters, immediately pricked up their ears.

The loose aura on his body was swept away, and his expression became unfriendly.

Little Les quickly retorted loudly: "I never said this! I dare to swear to God!"

He never blinked when he lied, and the other party had no way of catching him anyway. Besides, why should these third-grade students believe in Roman?

Several third-year students came forward with gloomy faces. They looked at each other. The leader among them licked his lips and asked coldly: "Who is telling the truth?"

Little Rice nodded quickly and said: "Of course it's me, senior, and why should I scold Mr. Wallop for no reason? I'm not familiar with that gentleman."

Telling lies with open eyes... Capone narrowed his eyes.

The third-year students outside the carriage looked a little unsure, and the black-haired boy in the lead said, "My name is Bram Ryder. Although I don't have the same judicial power as a prefect, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Capone took out a slender recording pen from his trouser pocket.

He pressed the play button, and what little Les had just said came clearly to everyone's ears.

"If you really understand, you will know that Sean Wallop, in front of the real big family and the most noble pure-blood noble, he can only swallow his anger..."

"Haha, Roman, you can die in the stinking ditch with your Mr. Wallop..."

An endless stream of words dominated all the sounds in the carriage.

Little Les stared at the small voice recorder in stunned silence. He didn't know when Roman had done such a thing, and why that thing could play his own voice clearly!

Outside the carriage, Bram Ryder and other students had completely gloomy faces. They squeezed toward the entrance and exit of the carriage, and then stared at little Les with very unfriendly eyes.

Little Les swallowed subconsciously. Before he could speak, he heard his companions behind him making another painful cry.

Capone was holding up his magic wand, and the two followers were half-kneeling on the ground with their hands covered.

Then, Capone targeted Rice Jr. again.

Why is this guy so powerful? ! This is unscientific. He is obviously a Mudblood. Even during the entire summer vacation, the other party has only been exposed to magic for less than two months. He has actually learned the spell!

Little Les found himself caught in the middle of two groups, and both parties looked very angry.

Bram Ryder walked up to Little Rice and looked at him condescendingly: "How dare you be so rude to Mr. Wallop..."

"Don't come here. I'm telling you, you are only in your third year, and you will spend several years at Hogwarts. I'm warning you, my friend is Draco Malfoy!"

Bram Ryder sneered: "Draco Malfoy? It's useless even if Lucius Malfoy comes in person."

"You. What are you doing? The Malfoy family is the largest and most powerful pure-blood wizard family in the UK. He and I are friends, and he is also the prefect of Slytherin House!"

Bram Ryder stared at little Les with a disgusted look, and he snorted coldly and was not going to talk nonsense to this guy anymore.

"Get these people away." He said to the people behind him.

"Don't come here, come here..." Little Les made a devilish voice, and a magic spell hit his junior without any scruples, making him feel like he was struck by lightning.

Bram Ryder was slightly surprised. The boy in the carriage hadn't officially entered school yet, right?

When he was at this stage, no, even when he studied at Hogwarts for a long time, it was impossible to use such a powerful spell.

No wonder, no wonder Mr. Wallop looked at him differently.

Before, when they saw Sean and Capone greeting each other, Bram Ryder had silently memorized the boy's appearance and name.

The new student who can make Mr. Wallop take the initiative to say hello must be someone Mr. Wallop values ​​​​very much, or a relative of Mr. Wallop, but no matter which identity he is, he must have a good relationship with the other person. no problem.

There were many third-year students who thought of this just like Bram Ryder. After some discussion, a group of them all went out to prepare to come here to see Capone's situation.

Just strike up a conversation. This is the common thought of all the third-year students here.

They didn't expect to encounter such a thing when they first came here. When they learned that Capone was bullied and that this man named Little Rice also verbally insulted Mr. Wallop, the third grade students were already surprisingly angry.

We usually respectfully call Mr. Wallop professor, but you, a person as stupid as a pig, dare to call Mr. Wallop that? !

And the voice recorder in Capone's hand can be used as evidence.

The third-grade students swarmed into the carriage and carried out the drooling little Les and his two followers like broken sacks.

As for, some freshmen who haven't entered school used magic spells to attack their classmates?

Sorry, we didn't see anything.

Moreover, they are already preparing to take these three stupid pig-like things to receive some small "education".

Melanie went from angry to surprised to confused. She saw Capone use a real magic spell to knock down the annoying little Les, and then the third-grade seniors took away the three people like ruffians.

"Capone?" She looked at the boy in front of her in confusion.

Capone had just greeted several friendly and enthusiastic third-year seniors. After hearing Milani's doubts, he turned around and spread his hands.

"It wasn't my intention, but Les went too far, and the juniors happened to be here, so I just rolled with it."