Chapter 32: Do You Think Old Dumbledore Wouldn't Rig the Game?
"Potter! Do you dare to have a wizard's duel with me?"
Malfoy glanced at Dylan secretly, and when he saw that the other party didn't intend to pay attention to them at all, his eyes lit up.
"Did this guy quarrel with Harry? Hehe, Harry, this idiot, likes to stay with some lowly guys. He must have offended him because of this!"
Thinking of this, his aura became stronger and stronger.
But his voice was still very low.
He didn't forget what Dylan said, that he liked quiet.
In fact, in the second half of the flying class, Harry had a lot of conflicts with Malfoy because of the flight test assessment of the two houses.
It's just that with Madam Hooch pressing on the side, neither of them dared to do too much.
Unexpectedly, after class was over, Malfoy suddenly came to make trouble for them.
Faced with this situation, Harry, who had always disliked this guy who looked down on his friends, naturally wouldn't back down. Wouldn't that be the same as admitting that he was afraid of Malfoy?
It's just that he didn't know what a wizard's duel was.
Just when he was thinking about how to respond, Ron suddenly stood up and directly took Malfoy's duel challenge for Harry.
"Isn't it just a wizard's duel? We accept!"
Hermione tried to stop him, but Ron's mouth was too fast.
Even Malfoy and his little brothers had already left, and she didn't have time to interrupt.
Hermione looked at Ron and Harry, who sat down again, put their heads together, and whispered.
Her eyes widened.
"Wizard's duel? Do you want to deduct a lot of points from your house? This is a violation of school rules!"
Ron glanced at her indifferently: "As long as we do it a little secretly, we won't be discovered."
Hermione looked at him like an idiot: "How can you guarantee that you won't be discovered?"
"If you are caught, the points that Dylan and I added to the house will be deducted! You can't be so selfish!"
"We are to keep Gryffindor from losing face in front of Slytherin!" Harry and Ron turned their heads and stopped looking at Hermione.
No matter what Hermione said, the two of them pretended not to hear.
Hermione looked at Dylan not far away again.
At this time, Dylan had eaten the last piece of steak, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.
Full~
He would have more energy to read books later!
"Hey, they are determined to be fighting cocks. I really suspect that they have been hit by some childish duel spell! Don't you want to persuade them?"
Hearing Hermione's words, Dylan blinked.
"What do I want to persuade them to do?"
Hermione's eyes widened again.
"Of course, persuade them not to violate the school rules!"
Dylan glanced at Harry.
When Hermione asked Dylan for help, Ron and Harry had stopped their whispering and secretly glanced at Dylan.
Seeing the other party's gaze swept over, the two quickly lowered their heads.
They naturally wouldn't listen to Hermione's advice not to participate in the duel, but if it was Dylan...
"My personal opinion, classmate Hermione, points are just a brief footnote in life. They cannot anchor the value of life."
Dylan's mouth curled into a faint smile, and he calmly stared at Hermione.
"What we really need to focus on is the concentration when we are fighting for points, and the moment when the sparks of ideas collide in our minds when we overcome difficulties, not the final cold number."
"If you can understand that points cannot define our soul and life, I dare say that even in this whole school year, the height you can reach will be much higher than the height you can reach now."
Dylan's voice revealed a calmness beyond his age, his voice was clear and impurity-free, and every word was unhurried.
Hermione was stunned, and there seemed to be a click in her mind.
But for a while, she couldn't figure out the meaning of Dylan's words.
She felt that points were still very important.
How could points not be important?
Moreover, Dylan said so much, didn't he intend to stand on her side?
"So you don't plan to persuade them?"
Dylan shook his head.
Hermione's eyes widened.
"Humph! You boys are really unreasonable! When the House Cup falls into the hands of other houses, you will know how powerful it is!"
She stood up angrily and left the Great Hall.
Dylan looked at Hermione's back and shook his head helplessly.
He didn't want to get involved in Harry and Malfoy's affairs at all.
After all, he was the future savior, and it was normal for him to be a little bloody at the moment.
When Malfoy came to make trouble for Harry just now, although he didn't pay attention, he heard the whole process.
And the reason why he didn't take action was that he was enjoying his dinner, and the other point was that he didn't need to intervene at all.
Just as he said to Hermione, points were completely useless to him. It was better to learn two more spells.
Perhaps getting the House Cup could allow him to light up another achievement.
But...
Not to mention whether Harry and Malfoy's plan to run out for a duel late at night would be discovered.
Even if it was discovered, how many points would be deducted?
Even if all the points were deducted...
Old Dumbledore would not let the House Cup fall into the hands of the other three houses.
At that time, if he operated in the dark, wouldn't the House Cup still be theirs?
Does anyone still think that old Dumbledore wouldn't secretly give Harry the green light?
Therefore, with Harry around, in fact, he didn't need to worry about many things about the house.
Just study his magic with peace of mind, and by the way, use Harry's hand to light up achievements.
Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?
"I knew that Dylan, you wouldn't be like Hermione, watching Gryffindor be laughed at by Slytherin!"
Seeing Hermione being driven away, and Dylan not intending to stop them, Ron was so excited that he wanted to give Dylan a bear hug.
Dylan had just stood up from his seat. When he saw Ron's movements, his calm expression changed, and his eyes widened.
Ron's body also stiffened in place, and he embarrassedly retracted his hand.
"I have no objection to you wanting to duel, but since you have made a decision, you can only bear the consequences afterwards."
Dylan's expression calmed down again, and he glanced at Ron and Harry.
"As a friend, I still have to remind you of this."
After thinking about it, he added: "Also, don't expect that if you are discovered, both houses will deduct points. The teacher who catches you dueling may be Professor Snape."
"Ah?!"
Dylan's words made Ron and Harry, who were originally ambitious, tremble.
The cold and mean face appeared in their minds.
"I'm going to find the professor for tutoring. You should take care of yourself."
Dylan picked up his bag, packed up his things, and then took out his notebook, flipping through it as he walked towards the door of the Great Hall.
(End of chapter)
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