Chapter 22: Conflict and melee

Irving’s trip to Hogmund was not as smooth as he had imagined, and the merchants there were not active in spending money on a little-known little newspaper.
However, under the efforts of Ai Wen to persuade, or to send him, some merchants agreed to give certain sponsorship.
For example, the Emperor Ambrosfrum of the Duke of Honey Candy Store stuffed the two piles of cans that could not be sold to Ai Wen; the owner of Zoke’s magic joke shop gave Ai Wen a lot of dung. Eggs; Ms. Rosemerta at the three broomsticks offered him a free lemonade.
"Children can't drink!" she said.
"Well, everything is difficult at the beginning, and there is nothing better than nothing." Ai Wen comforted himself. After drinking lemonade, he held a lot of things through a long, narrow secret road, struggling to climb. Go back to Hogwarts.
When he came out of the secret road behind the Gregory statue, it seemed that there was a dispute between Gryffindor and Slytherin's Quidditch players all around the Quidditch venue in front of the castle.
At the crowd center, Draco Malfoy seemed to say something ugly to Hermione, Fred and George were going to throw him down, and Ron angered out his broken broken wand pointing at Malfoy. .
"You have to pay for it, Malfoy!" Ron shouted.
The next second, a huge explosion rang through the entire field, a green light shot from the back of the wand, hit Ron's abdomen, and hit him two steps down to the ground.
"Ron, Ron! Are you okay?" Hermione screamed.
Ron opened his mouth and tried to answer, but did not spit out, but made a big fight, and several slugs fell from his mouth to the thigh.
The members of the Slytherin team were smiling, and their captain Flint smiled straight and supported the broom. Malfoy landed on the ground with two fists on the ground. The members of the Gryffindor team were surrounded by Ron, and he constantly spit out the bright-skinned big nose worm, and no one seemed to want to touch him.
Evan rushed into the crowd, Colin saw him, and said happily, "You are back, Avon, you are looking at Ron, he was hit by his own curse. Harry, you can cure him. ,is not it?"
He lifted the camera in excitement and followed the shutter madly.
Ai Wen took out his wand and used a "cursor stop" against Ron, but the spell didn't work, and Ron spit out a new group of slugs.
"Ah, it's a Gryffindor stinking little mud." Malfoy sneered at him, squinting at Evan holding his wand. "Look at your poor magic, it doesn't work at all."

"Yes, Malfoy?!" Avon looked at Malfoy coldly, and the tip of his wand made a clean red light.
In an instant, Malfoy was shot by Evan's obstacle mantra.
"Damn, how dare you..." The smile on his face gradually solidified, and the students of Slytherin looked at Ai Wen coldly, and several seniors hurriedly took out their wands.
More and more Slytherin pointed his wand at Avon, and Harry, Ron, Hermione, and other Gryffindor students stood next to Ai Wen, pulling out their wands and glaring at each other. The wands are deadlocked to each other and the atmosphere is extremely tense.
"Awful mud, I want to kill you!" Malfoy climbed up from the ground, picked up his wand and pointed at Ai Wen, shouting, "Mixed to the ground!"
This seems to be a signal that the Grenfindo and Slytherin, who have tightened their nerves to the extreme, have read their own spells loudly, and the entire Quidditch pitch has become a melee.
The students who were still sitting in the audience watching the crowds flocked to the Quidditch venue, making the messy situation more chaotic. Several Hufflepuff students saw the atmosphere was wrong, and after looking at each other, they turned to the direction of the castle and ran over.
In the center of the venue, Avon is the focus of Slytherin's attack.
After escaping the three curses, he found that his curse was too slow, but it prevented him from continuing to attack, and Avon threw all the large dung eggs he had obtained from the Joko Magic Joke Store.
This is a big killer. The black dung egg is paddling in the middle of the beautiful track, and it falls to Slytherin accurately, interrupting their spells, a stench, accompanied by Slytherin screams. Constantly coming.
Malfoy is the focus of care, and he is now covered with large dung.
"Good, Avon!" Fred and George happily clap their hands to celebrate.
Ai Wen did not appreciate how long, more and more students gave up using the wand, they began to use the most primitive method to pounce on the enemy closest to them.
At this moment, the Slytherin students who were stupid and stinking under their bodies took advantage, because no one wanted to be close to them, which made Gryffindor lose the opportunity.
When he was not careful, Ai Wen was bowed by Bresz Zabini. He was a roommate of Malfoy, an arrogant Slytherin second-year student. The two men rolled on the ground and twisted together. Evan’s lips were broken by him. The blood rushed out.
However, Ai Wen did not let the other party better. He gave Zapini a few punches. When he was ready to completely solve the other party, suddenly a big hand separated the two.
Ai Wen looked up in amazement and saw Hagrid lift himself up.
"God, what are you doing?!" Hagrid was very surprised.
Not far away, Harry and Malfoy were twisting together; Ron kept snorting at Gore, who was next to her; Hermione had a messy hair, but she was still holding a wand and a wand; Colin and Neville, they played against Crabbe, and the other Quidditch players also fought each other.
As for Fred and George, the two did not know where to get more big dung eggs, and solved more than a dozen Slytherin students.
A few seconds later, a loud noise rang on the Quidditch venue. Almost all the professors came outside the castle. Dumbledore stood solemnly outside the gate, and his wand was lifted high.
"Group fights, I have been in Hogwarts for so many years, I have never seen this kind of thing!" Professor McGonagall is obviously mad. "Gryffindor and Slytherin each deduct a hundred percent, if there is another Once, I will cancel your Quidditch competition."
"But the professor, they are the first..." Gryffindor Quidditch captain Oliverwood anxiously argued.
"Quiet, Wood!" Professor McGonagall expressed disappointment in his tone. "I thought you could perform better."
"Who is the principal?" Professor Snape's gloomy voice came over, but his gaze was staring at Harry, and Avon, who was standing next to him.
"It's Avon Mason and Harry Potter!" Almost all Slytherin pointed to two people in an instant.
"They lied, it was Malfoy who picked it up first!" Gryffindor was not willing to show weakness.
"He's Evan and Hermione are mud!" Ron added, a mouth spraying the slugs to the ground.
"Shut up, Weasley! I can tell who is lying." Snape hated to hide aside, and he turned his eyes to Harry and Avon. "As for you..."
"Severus, I think they are students at my college." Professor McGonagall intervened in a timely manner, "I will decide how to punish them."