The three of them went to several more cars afterwards.

The scenes seen in each car are different, and the people they meet are different.

Some young wizards have a good attitude, while others are cold and extremely bad, and even want to move their wands, but they are easily taught a lesson by William.

When they reached the last car, a sound similar to a pile driver came from inside.

Slap ~ Slap!

"Oh, Goll, be gentle, ahhhh, bastard, that's the mouth!" Malfoy's voice came from inside.

"Clark, you use some force...beat...him...ache...ahoh!"

"Potter, you bastard, that's hair!"

"Let go, Malfoy!"

"Potter, move your hand away from my chest first!"

"Weasley, it hurts!"

A series of words about tigers and wolves came from the carriage.

William even suspected that this was not the train to Hogwarts, hurry up, let him get off!

He began to hesitate whether to open the car door, and the few people inside seemed to be doing something extraordinary.

William has two children behind him. If he sees the unbearable scene in the car, will it cause them a bad memory?

Hermione didn't have so many concerns. She pulled the car door open and was stunned by the scene in front of her.

There were five little wizards crowding in the carriage.

Each of them was out of order... panting... and tearing each other.

Ron Weasley bit Crab's hand tightly and smashed his fist towards his head, like a crazy rabbit.

A thin boy with hair was hugging Malfoy.

The two seemed to be playing wrestling, but neither of them fell down. That kind of scene was more like a passionate hug.

William recognized the thin boy as Harry Potter, and the lightning scar on his forehead was too obvious.

There was also a fat mouse who was sleeping but was hit by the head of snacks thrown everywhere. In a rage, it suddenly jumped up from the windowsill, with its sharp teeth biting Goer's nose.

Gao Er jumped up and down in pain, slapped the fat mouse to the ground, and he accidentally stepped on Malfoy's feet.

Gower was tall and his kick was too hard.

Malfoy felt pain, wailed, and fell to the ground.

Before slumping to the ground, he inherited the traditional skills of the Malfoy family and made a "scorpion swing his tail" and tripped Harry who had been falling with him.

The two were lying on the ground, still fighting, as if no one was willing to let anyone go, and all kinds of snacks fell all over the ground.

"Malfoy, you bullied people again!" Neville's face turned red, "You can't imagine it with me, Longbottom!"

Neville didn't know where the courage came from, so he pounded his chest, cheered up his breath, clenched his fists, and rushed straight over.

But after taking a step, a sharp scream sounded from the ground.

Neville stepped on the tail of the fat mouse. It trembled in pain, reaching the depths of its soul, and bit Neville's ankle hard.

Neville felt something bitten on his foot, so he kicked forward with his right foot, kicking a world wave, and kicking the mouse away.

The fat mouse slid through a graceful arc and hit the window glass. He heard the sound of "pop" and fell down again, falling into a pile of snacks on the windowsill.

It stood up in a daze, walked forward two steps in a swaying manner, stepped on the air, and fell from the windowsill, just hitting the iron frame of the chair.

It finally couldn't stand up completely, was kicked by Neville and lost its combat ability.

Neville was startled by the mouse, his calf weakened, and his body fell forward and hit Harry.

With a strong weight, Harry's head lowered almost physiologically, pressed against Malfoy's face, and then a warm touch.

The two mouths were tightly opposite each other!

Draco was stunned and stared at Harry Potter with wide eyes in horror.

The carriage seemed to have been pressed, and Ron and Crab stopped fighting and looked at the two people on the ground in surprise.

It took about seven or eight seconds, five or six minutes, or one or two hours before the two realized what was going on, and finally separated their mouths and continued to fight again.

"Quick! Separate them." Hermione screamed.

William took out the wand made by Cedric and said, "Fast separation."

After being forced to separate by magic, Ron gasped, sat on the chair and shouted: "William, you shouldn't stop me, you shouldn't!

I can beat ten people by myself, so I want to teach these bastards a lesson...Dare to say bad things about my dad!"

William thought Malfoy was really sexy. He only provoked Neville at the train gate not long ago, and now he brought two friends around to cause trouble.

This is really the so-called pure-blooded Malfoy family. Is it certain that it is not an unscrupulous gangster from whose family?

Malfoy was not thinking about this at this time, but Ron's words.

Ron familiarly called the boy in front of him William. They seemed to have known each other before and had a good relationship.

Since Malfoy met William in Diagon Alley last year, every time the two met, he would be particularly unlucky, like a nightmare, and now he is here again?

Especially in Malfoy's eyes, William was holding a magic wand and looking at him with a fierce face...

He began to proficiently perform brain replenishment.

After a while, Malfoy, who had already figured out Romania, finally collapsed. He seemed to be sitting on the ground, with his hair messy, and said loudly: "Don't come over, don't come over!"

“…”

William saw the other party being too frightened, so he could only wave his wand helplessly: "Recover as before."

The robes on several people were restored to their original state, but the panda eyes on each person's face could not be eliminated, so they could only attend the branch ceremony like this.

"Go away quickly, or I'll be called a senior."

It seemed that William would not continue to attack. Before leaving, Malfoy spat hard at the carriage, as if Harry had bad breath.

"This matter is not over, let's take a look!"

Malfoy made a useless and ruthless remark and ran away in shame with his two little followers, leaving only a few of them in the carriage.

Ron groped on the ground and finally found the mouse spots in the corner.

He lifted his tail and pulled it out of the ground.

"I think it must have been dizzy," Harry asked.

"No...I think it may die!" Ron said uncomfortablely: "My spots, you died so miserably! You were killed by those people from Malfoy. If you want to take revenge, go find them and don't come to me."

William: “…”

Ron seemed really sad, and he shouted: "I will bury your body in the vegetable garden at home, so that the goblins will not be harassed... Poor, you just got from Percy to me and didn't live a good day, so you went there."

Ronti swayed with his spotted tail, not like mourning, but more like corpse abuse.

Banban finally woke up from his coma, hanging upside down in Ron's hand, pointing at Neville and squeaking.

"My strips, are you alive again?" Ron became happy, and he looked at Neville, "Friend, what are your name?"

"Nevil, Neville Longbottom."

Neville hid behind William, as if afraid of being recognized by mice, and wanted to minimize his presence as much as possible.

"Thank you, thank you for rushing over to help, Banban kept pointing at you, probably thanking you too," Ron smiled.

Neville, who never lies, was stunned for a moment and coughed, but did not object.

Sometimes a well-intentioned lies are the bridge to maintain relationships.

Neville already understood the meaning of what William said before.

At this moment, he still felt that maintaining the relationship between classmates is more important.

Banyan? Sorry, Neville said he is a good person.

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