Chapter 432: Bullying Goes Too Far (Please Vote for Me! Please Subscribe!)

"Hey, Slytherin over there! Let go of the tomatoes in your hand! You've crossed the line!"

"What about the white radish you have on hand? How about...change it?"

"Stop arguing! We don't have much time. Just take the territory that was divided before and change it later."

"That's right, the professors will probably be here in a while, so hurry up!"

Next to the vegetable garden of Hufflepuff College, compared to the fierce brawl not far away, the atmosphere here was obviously much more peaceful and orderly. It was like being in another world.

The young wizards from the three academies were separated without disturbing each other. Each of them was frantically picking vegetables, fruits, and other crops in the area allocated in advance, and occasionally bickering in a low voice.

Considering the continued development in the future, not only the fruits, but also most of the plants were simply taken away with their roots.

In addition to the little wizards who were responsible for "stealing vegetables" in the fields, the students surrounding the vegetable garden were also not idle.

They were seen waving their magic wands constantly, creating various battle marks and explosion sounds around the vegetable garden. From time to time they made a few curses and cries of pain, making it look like they were fighting fiercely.

Of course, the most important function is to raise dust and serve as a human wall and warning line, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

After all, this was the first time for this group of children to join forces to do something big. Although technically they did not violate too many school rules, they were still nervous and uneasy.

"We've all cleaned up here, come on. Bye~"

After a few more minutes, Penello glanced at the cleared vegetable garden and nodded with satisfaction.

Compared to Gryffindor and Slytherin, who wasted a certain amount of time fighting and acting, Ravenclaw House, which had been wandering on the edge of the battlefield and was mainly responsible for causing chaos, took the lead in clearing the area they had been assigned. Little badger vegetable patch.

Now that the goal has been achieved, Ravenclaw House, who has returned home with a full load, will naturally not stay here and continue to help the other two houses to provide cover, let alone help the pesky snakes and lions pull weeds together.

You know, the longer you stay at the "crime scene", the easier it is to get caught - even if theoretically, if everything goes according to their previous plan, there is no chance of this happening.

"Let's go, everyone~"

Penelope Clivat waved happily, greeted the eaglets around him, raised his wand to light up a blue raven magic mark in the sky, and quickly headed towards Raven according to the previously planned route. Retreat in the direction of Krauta.

After seeing the retreat signal, the little Ravenclaw wizards who were spread across the battlefield responsible for causing chaos also stopped and quietly left the field, heading towards the castle or tower, as if nothing happened. .

"I knew girls like Ravenclaw were unreliable!"

As Ravenclaw House took the initiative to leave, the level of chaos on the battlefield instantly decreased a lot. The leader of the Slytherin students who still stayed in the Hufflepuff vegetable garden thought for a while, waved his wand, and directly put it in front of him. A large chunk of soil was uncovered.

"No matter! Everyone just used magic to lift the ground, took them all away in one breath, and went back to clean up slowly."

In any case, Professor Sprout, who is the dean of Hufflepuff, is after all a powerful dean-level witch. As the level of chaos gradually decreases, there is less and less time left for them to steal food. At this time Retreat is the most important thing.

"We do the same here! Quick, quick, quick!"

After taking a look at the Slytherin house next door, which overturned the ground and packed up all the people, the Gryffindor "stealing food" team immediately reacted, pulled out their wands, and waved them like windmills.

Under the influence of magic, countless plants and soil were lifted up together. Hufflepuff's vegetable garden seemed to have experienced a violent tornado, and the entire land even dented neatly.

"Good, everything is packed! Move, move, move!"

Immediately afterwards, two magic fireworks, one green and one red, bloomed over the venue at the same time.

"No fight, no fight! Remember, we will spare you this time!"

"Hmph, you know who you let go! If you can, don't leave after class tomorrow."

The students who were still entangled together raised their heads and looked at the sky, looked at each other, showed a look of excitement and excitement, stopped their hands almost at the same time, and ran away while saying harsh words.

At the same time, the "corpses" who had been attacked by the curse in the melee and fell to the ground also got up one after another, quickly joined the retreating people, and fled the scene quickly according to the originally planned path.

"Don't fight, hey... where are the people?!"

Seeing the little wizards stop fighting, Professor Sprout subconsciously continued to persuade everyone at first. However, looking at the group of students running away without looking back, a strange feeling suddenly came over him. in her heart.

Students don't fight with each other anymore, which is a good thing.

But...it seems...

I always feel that something is wrong? !

Before Professor Sprout could react, in less than five minutes, the "battlefield" that had been fiercely fought before instantly became empty. Except for the cratered battlefield debris, no one was left. Down.

Um, no.

It's just that the students from Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Ravenclaw ran away.

The few first-year Hufflepuffs who followed the crowd out of the castle and witnessed a shocking brawl show were still standing at the gate of the castle without moving, looking at the empty venue and their courtyard blankly. long.

Glancing at the freshmen who were as confused as chickens, Professor Sprout shook her head. It seemed that it was impossible to expect these children to help her solve her doubts... If it were Elena and those little girls , maybe still possible.

While thinking about it, Sprout turned his head and looked around, with a look of contemplation and confusion on his face - trying to review what happened just now. Why did everyone suddenly run away?

The fat witch wandered around with confused eyes...

The uninjured little wizard was left behind, a fight broke out in the three houses and ended in an instant, a messy battlefield, the bare Hufflepuff vegetable garden, the students fleeing in all directions... huh? !

etc!

A bare Hufflepuff vegetable garden? !

Professor Sprout was startled, and turned around to look at the large vegetable garden not far away that belonged to Hufflepuff House, which was the large vegetable garden that once supplied the daily expenses of the entire Hogwarts.

I saw that the originally lush and lush vegetable fields with rich varieties were now gone, leaving only a pile of pitiful soil "relics".

The "earth ruins" are clearly divided into three areas. Except for the middle one which still has some plant roots, the other two areas are particularly miserable, as if they have just experienced a violent magic bombing, and are everywhere. Traces overturned by magical violence.

This is? ! Three academies jointly acting? !

Professor Sprout felt his eyes go dark, blood suddenly rushed to his forehead, and his lips trembled with anger.

"It's lawless! It's too much! You've bullied others too much, you've bullied others too much!"

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, the always kind and gentle Professor Sprout walked towards the castle angrily like an angry badger, his teeth gritting loudly.

In short, when such a big thing happened, she first had to tell Professor Dumbledore to see how she should handle it.

These kids at Hogwarts are so lawless and must be properly controlled!

"Teach, professor...what should we do..."

When Sprout passed by and approached Hogwarts Castle, he heard the voices of several children who seemed to have lost their souls.

The chubby witch turned her head and looked at the few first-year wizards around her who were looking at the empty vegetable garden and were about to cry. The guilt and anger in her heart couldn't help but grow a little more.

As a master of herbal medicine, Professor Sprout is very aware of the pain and pain that comes after a plant that he has worked so hard to grow for weeks is suddenly taken away in a pot - not even a few rhizomes are left. helpless.

"Believe me, go find Professor Dumbledore now, and he will definitely give everyone justice."

Professor Sprout had a horrifying murderous look on his face and gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

As if feeling that his tone was a little scary, the Hufflepuff headmaster paused for a moment, turned around and took a deep look at the empty Hufflepuff vegetable garden, his voice softened, and there was a hint of dejection.

"Well, anyway, you guys go back to the college dormitory first and tell everyone the news. As for the school, I will be the one to communicate. Hogwarts is a reasonable place after all. No matter what the other three colleges, this matter does not matter. Let’s forget it!”

After being the headmaster of Hufflepuff House for so many years, Professor Sprout knows very well how kind and honest the children in his house are. It is really difficult to expect them to stand up and fight for their own interests. .

For so many years, in most cases, these good boys have silently endured their anger.

Moreover, the situation this time was indeed too complicated. Compared with those who were clearly responsible in the past, judging from the current situation, she didn't even know who to point the finger at for a while - three colleges, so many students, Pretending to create chaos, they secretly colluded to carve up Hufflepuff's vegetable garden...

This is by no means the fault of one person, or even a few people. If Hufflepuff wants to seek justice, it will even have to face the obstruction and shirk from most of Hogwarts. You can imagine how difficult it is. And know.

But this time, as the dean of Hufflepuff House, Professor Sprout couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

Professor Sprout even thought about it, even if she had to use force in the end, she would have to get all those vegetables and plants back for the children! No matter what, she couldn't let the Hufflepuff students suffer such injustice!

After briefly comforting several Hufflepuff freshmen, Professor Sprout narrowed his eyes dangerously, snorted heavily, and walked towards the principal's office upstairs without looking back, as if Shrouded in a mass of murderous aura.

"professor……"

Looking at the dean who seemed to be a completely different person, several Hufflepuff first-year students swallowed their saliva in fear, silently moved out of the way, and watched Sprout disappear murderously into the corridor leading upstairs. The end of the stairs.

"It would be great if elder sister Elena and sister Hannah were here. They must know what to do."

Susan Bones murmured, confusion written on her round face.

However, she also knew that Elena was probably still working as a teaching assistant in the Potions class in the classroom on the basement floor. At this time, it was definitely impossible to appear next to them.

Justin Finch-Fletchley frowned, gradually came back to his senses, and sighed.

"Anyway, let's do what Professor Sprout said. Let's go back to the dormitory and tell the seniors who don't have classes about this first. Let's all think about it together. What should we do?"

"I think so too. Let's ask the seniors for their opinions first."

Ernie McMillan nodded and echoed in a deep voice, "You also saw Professor Sprout's expression just now. She looked almost crazy. This matter will never be so simple."

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Ten minutes later.

The atmosphere in the Hufflepuff common room was particularly solemn.

Since it was still the second period of class in the afternoon, there were not too many students in the lounge.

In addition to the first graders and second graders who had no classes in the afternoon, there were only a few sixth graders and seventh graders who had not chosen any courses, staying in the lounge to play chess or having fun - and students from other grades Most of the Hufflepuff students were still in class at this time.

Although after taking the O.W.Ls in fifth grade, theoretically, young wizards can abandon the courses they hate, but considering future work needs, except for a very small number of senior students, most children will still choose as many options as possible. some courses.

In other words, most of the senior students who appear in the common room at this time are the kind of "happy academic scumbags" and "happy academic bastards" who have lost their dreams and are ready to settle down as a salty fish wizard.

Of course, prefects who are top students and outstanding students with high prestige among students are naturally not included in this list.

Therefore, Ernie, Justin and others' idea of ​​seeking advice from senior seniors has not been realized for the time being - although most students showed great indignation after learning what happened outside. But most people have no constructive opinions except for a few moments of incompetence and rage, until...

After a long period of painful eye-to-eye contact, a second-year Hufflepuff student suddenly slapped his thigh, stood up, and spoke loudly with an indignant look on his face.

"Waiting like this is not the way to go. Let's go! Let's go find the deans of each college to comment!"

It has to be said that Elena's words in Hufflepuff a few weeks ago still left some mark, at least the simplest truth of "unity is strength" left in the hearts of many young wizards.

Since Professor Sprout has already complained to Professor Dumbledore, it is reasonable for them to complain to the deans of each school. Hogwarts is not without reason, right? !

For the simple-minded little badgers, it is perfectly normal for them to sue their teachers after being bullied.

After someone took the initiative to take the lead, the bewildered little badgers seemed to have found a backbone. They responded to every word, stood up one after another, and gathered together in anger towards the door.

"Let's go! Let's all go together, we can't just let this matter go!"

"Yes, yes! Go to their dean!"

"That's right, that's right! Let their dean deal with them!"

"That's right! It's really too much! They must be made to compensate!"

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