A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 11 English-Style Cow Kiss

Draco was completely dumbfounded.

He was holding a Coke bottle in his left hand, ready to smash it hard on Arthur's head, but the half-eaten ice cream in his right hand floated up.

Then, a beautiful freefall, and it landed directly on my face.

That's not all; Draco's most prized and elegant light blonde hair was also soaked with ice cream!

How to quickly provoke a Malfoy?

Just start with his proud surname and his always-groomed light blonde hair.

Thus, William naturally angered a young dragon who had not yet suffered the harsh realities of society.

Ignoring the ice cream on his face, Draco turned his attention to William with the Coke bottle.

But William is a wizard, a proud wizard. How can he fight like a Muggle?

William raised his wand once more and unleashed the most powerful magic he had ever possessed!

"Yugadimurleviosa".

This time the shot didn't miss, but William keenly realized that he wasn't using a levitation spell.

Like Barufeo, William made a common mistake, saying 's' instead of 'f'.

A calf a few months old appeared out of nowhere, and Draco was instantly pinned to the ground.

The calf stood on his chest, looking around innocently. It had been drinking milk before being summoned, with traces of milky liquid still at the corners of its mouth.

The calf was starving, but its mother was nowhere to be seen, so it could only turn its hungry gaze to Draco on the ground.

Decora shuddered, her voice trembling as she said, "My father..."

His father was busy tearing clothes at Arthur and had no time to care about him.

Draco's ultimate summoning ability,

failure!

He then looked at William.

"Help me, I have Galleons..."

Before Draco could finish speaking, the calf lowered its head and licked the ice cream off its lips.

"Waaah..."

Draco pursed his lips, trying to avoid further violation. But his trembling turned into a sob, and soon into a wanton cry.

Under the English-style bull-kiss, his first kiss and French kiss were both gone!

The farce lasted for almost ten minutes before it was stopped.

Hagrid trudged forward with difficulty, using his massive body to push through the crowd.

With his large hands, he separated Lucius and Arthur as if they were chicks.

Arthur's lips were cut, and the bald patch on his head seemed to have grown considerably.

Lucius still had a tuft of red hair in his mouth. He spat it out and rubbed his bruised panda eyes.

His French robe was also covered in dust, looking wrinkled and rough, not smooth at all.

"Fortunately, the Lion Rock Star is still here." Lucius breathed a sigh of relief; he had spent hundreds of thousands of Galleons to buy it back.

Lucius held the diamond in his palm, breathed on it, and vigorously wiped away the dust. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the diamond shone brilliantly.

Hmm, something just doesn't feel right to him.

"Hey, where's my wand?! Where did my wand go?!" Lucius frantically crawled on the ground searching for his wand.

The diamond was originally set in the wand; now the diamond is still there, but the wand is gone!

"Merlin, you son of a bitch!!" Lucius couldn't help but curse.

His eyes gleamed with malice.

Diamonds are too expensive for anyone to steal, but would anyone dare to steal his wand?

Lucius looked around fiercely, seeing everyone as Che Guevara, but he ultimately didn't say he was going to arrest them all.

There were too many people around, and the Ministry of Magic wasn't his personal property.

It's just a magic wand, you can always add something else!

Lucius then turned his gaze to Arthur, threatening, "You'd better wait until Cornelius fires you. You'd better pray Dumbledore takes you in and lets you and this big oaf be administrators together!"

Lucius angrily charged toward the gap between the two, but he overestimated himself and underestimated Hagrid.

Hagrid remained motionless, while Lucius staggered as if he had crashed into a small mountain, almost falling over.

He was furious, but in the end he didn't dare to make a move.

Without his wand, and with Hagrid's tall, muscular physique posing too much of a threat, he had no choice but to follow his heart.

Lucius limped toward Draco, who was sitting on the ground, grinning foolishly.

The ice cream was gone from its face; it was unclear whether the calf had eaten it all or it had slowly melted away.

He glared at William and Cedric, picked up his simple-minded son, and turned to walk towards Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"You shouldn't listen to him, Arthur," Hagrid said. "The entire Malfoy family is wicked to the core, everyone knows that, they're born villains. Never mind—let's go."

They walked briskly down the street, and in the distance, angry voices could be heard again.

"I was only gone for a few minutes and you've already started fighting?" Mrs. Weasley strode over from the other end of the street.

"If I hadn't just run into Mrs. Longbottom, I wouldn't have known!"

Mrs. Weasley, who was plump and looked kind, was now like an angry tiger.

Not to mention Mr. Weasley, even Charlie and the twin brothers didn't dare to move an inch.

The story that Mr. Weasley had just discussed with everyone is now completely useless.

William asked in a low voice, "Will there be any problems with Mr. Weasley's job?"

"No, that won't happen." Fred put his arm around William's shoulder and whispered, "It's not working hours now, and neither of us has used our wands."

Moreover, Minister Fudge just took office this year and is in need of personnel. The Ministry of Magic will at most issue a verbal warning; after all, this kind of thing has happened many times before.

George put his arm around William's other shoulder, winked, and said, "Brother, that Buffalo Curse you just used was really beautiful. The Malfoy kids were scared stiff!"

I dare say, if that had happened in Charms class, Professor Flitwick would have given you a five-point bonus!

Fred pinched his nose and mimicked in a high-pitched voice, "Oh, Mr. Stark, well done! Five points for Gryffindor!"

"Hey, Fred, it's not Gryffindor, it's Hufflepuff," Cedric retorted, having been pushed aside.

"Cedric, stop joking!" George laughed. "Hufflepuff already has one genius. We can't have a second one, otherwise how will we compete for the School Cup?"

The genius, of course, refers to Cedric, whose face flushed slightly with shyness.

Fred chimed in, "That's right. William's coming to Gryffindor will be perfect for helping us get our points back."

That way, Percy won't have to keep standing there with his hands on his hips, yelling, "Look what you two have done! I'm going to write to Mom!"

Charlie Weasley chuckled, but when he saw Mrs. Weasley's gaze shift towards him, he quickly put on a serious face and said, "Alright, George, stop talking badly about Percy."

"Dear brother, I'm so sad. I'm Fred, not George."

"Oh, sorry."

Everyone burst into laughter, including Mrs. Weasley.

It's clear that the Weasley brothers are everyone's darlings, and everyone loves them.

Including William!

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