The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 224 Born Equal or Born Noble

On the field, Slytherin's position was somewhat shaken. They protected Malfoy because they were all students of the same college, because of the Malfoy family behind him, and for face and benefits.

The situation on the field is now very clear. They don't think they are Ada's opponent, not to mention that she has the help of Gryffindor students behind her. If they continue to stalemate, they will definitely be beaten by the Gryffindor on the opposite side. By then, let alone face, even the inside will be lost.

But they couldn't just hand over Malfoy so easily, they needed a reasonable reason to "convince" themselves. The Slytherins present believed that Ada would give them this reason.

Ada did not disappoint Slytherin. She gave Flint a reason that he could not refuse. Ada said, "I just made a plan to travel to Azkaban. Do you want to help me?"

Threats, naked threats, everyone knew that Ida would not dare to do this, but no one wanted to gamble with their lives. Flint thought that Ida would give him a way out, but Ida kicked him in the ass, and he did not get off the slope, but rolled all the way to the bottom.

Flint made way, exposing Malfoy behind him. Malfoy looked a little flustered. With his family background, Malfoy was always arrogant, but facing Ada who was even more arrogant than himself, he really couldn't do anything.

Malfoy closed his eyes. He was ready to be beaten. He would tell his father everything that happened today. After a while, Malfoy still didn't feel any pain. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Ada in front of him turning back to ask something.

"What's his name?" Ada turned around and asked. This disregard was more painful than a fist hitting the body. Malfoy felt that his personality had been greatly insulted.

"Draco Malfoy." Ron said, lowering his head and not daring to look Ada in the eye. His wand was given to him by Ada, but just one year later, he broke it.

"Oh, okay." Ada turned her head back and continued to say to Malfoy, "I heard that last year you challenged Harry to a wizard duel. It seems that you, a pure-blood, should be quite good at dueling. I just happen to be feeling itchy recently. How about we have a duel in front of all the students in the school?"

The last person who had a 1vs1 duel with Ada was Quirinus Quirrell, and he died. The last person Ada had invited to a 1vs1 duel was Gilderoy Lockhart, and he refused. Now it was Draco Malfoy's turn, and he was even more afraid to accept the invitation.

"Why aren't you talking?" Ada asked, "Are you afraid? You are of noble pure blood. Where is your honor? Where is your pride? You don't even dare to accept the invitation to a duel. What right do you have to look down on others and call them - Mudbloods?"

Draco Malfoy's face flushed, his fists were clenched tightly, but he still didn't speak, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding from his own biting.

"It seems that I overestimated you," Ada pointed at Hermione and continued, "How about this, Hermione, whom you just insulted, is in the same grade as you, how about you two have a fight?"

Hermione Granger, the second generation of Miss Know-It-All, a top student, the woman who turned the whole book into "Hermione and Two Useless Men", a woman that Malfoy couldn't beat.

In a duel in front of the whole school, if Malfoy lost to Ada, he could still find an excuse, not because he, a pure-blood, didn't work hard, but because Ada, a mudblood, was not human. But if he lost to Hermione, there would be no excuse, because he would lose the face of the pure-bloods in front of the whole of England. Even if the Malfoy family was powerful, they would never be able to hold their heads up high in the future.

Draco Malfoy still didn't say anything. One was a dead end with no chance of survival, and the other was a life-or-death situation. How could he choose? Choosing Hermione would give Malfoy a chance to survive, but if he lost, it would be even more embarrassing. "Neither this nor that. What do you want?" Ada looked at the silent Malfoy and said, "Ah... By the way, I remember that after Harry accepted your invitation to duel, you didn't show up at the duel. It turns out that the so-called pure-blood glory means nothing to you! Or is this what your bloodline taught you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Slytherins, led by Flint, all looked at Malfoy. This was the first time they had heard of this matter. Even they all felt that Malfoy had done a very bad thing and was bringing discredit to Slytherin.

"Tell me! You don't even dare to duel with a Mudblood, and you stood Harry up in a duel. Is this the so-called Holy Twenty-Eight? Is this the great pure-blood?"

"Study, magic, spells, how are you better than Hermione? Shouldn't your proud bloodline make you invincible? Shouldn't you defeat me without any effort?"

"What has your proud pureblood taught you other than to think highly of yourself, be self-righteous, and call you a mudblood?"

"For thousands of years, you have spared no effort to exclude, insult, and attack Muggle-born wizards, but why do Muggle-born wizards still exist, while pure-blood families disappear one after another?"

"Answer my question! Draco Malfoy!" Ada asked harshly. Her question was not only directed at Malfoy, but also at other Slytherins.

"I... I don't know..." Malfoy answered hesitantly, his body trembling slightly. These questions had a great impact on his still-unformed worldview.

Ada's deafening question stunned all the Slytherins present. They were students and had not experienced much. All their knowledge of bloodline and the world came from their family, parents, or people around them. No one had ever asked them questions from this angle and in this way.

Ada looked at the Slytherins opposite one by one. Every Slytherin lowered his head under her gaze. They could not answer Ada's questions, and could not even look directly into their own hearts.

How could the bloodline and glory that he had been so proud of be so vulnerable?
Ada calmed herself down and continued, "Magic only blooms in the souls of a few people. It is a gift from God to us. We are a minority among humans. We should unite with each other, cherish every fellow wizard around us, and cheer for every new wizard. But what about you? What have you done!"

"Discriminating against others' bloodline will not bring you superiority, but will only make you look more pathetic, because apart from your bloodline, there is nothing else worth mentioning."

Born noble or born equal, this question has been debated for thousands of years. Ida is not a saint, and even if she is, it is not clear in a few words. Ida is not Martin Luther King, she will not fight for such a dream all her life and dedicate herself to eliminating discrimination. She is not that great, but this does not prevent her from having a great dream.

Thanks to the book friend 20191112203528139 for the reward

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