Ron looked up.
He said unconvincedly: "Why? I am your son! Is there something wrong with what I said? Isn't he a mudblood? Why are all of you blaming me! Where did I go wrong?!"
Mrs. Molly heard this.
Just give him a slap in the face.
His eyes were filled with disappointment. "Why have you become like this? How dare you say he is a mudblood? No one has a purer bloodline than him. Even the twenty-eight pureblood families today cannot compare to him in terms of bloodline! Ron, you make me feel like a stranger now! Are you still my child?"
Ron's eyes filled with tears.
I gritted my teeth and stubbornly refused to let the tears flow.
"I'm not wrong. Why do you all think I'm wrong? He's an evil Slytherin, he's a dark wizard! I'm not wrong!"
Mrs. Molly was numb.
She couldn't understand why Ron had such a strong malice towards Erwin.
Raise your hand and put it down again.
Shaking her head, she said, "Ron, I'll take you home! You're no longer fit to go to Hogwarts! I don't want to lecture you anymore!"
After saying that, Mrs. Molly turned around and went back to Professor McGonagall's office.
Ron suddenly became anxious.
"No, no, Mom, I was wrong! Don't let me drop out of school, I can't drop out!"
Ron was really anxious this time.
He could imagine what would happen to him if he left Hogwarts.
The wand will break.
From then on, he never had any chance to enter the magical world again.
Mrs. Molly shook her head.
Ignoring Ron.
When disappointment reaches its extreme, my heart is dead!
She was now truly disappointed with Ron.
In the office, the three of them were very silent.
Time passes by little by little.
At this time, Erwin was happily taking the spells class.
Today, our dear Professor Flitwick teaches the Levitation Charm.
And he was in class with Gryffindor.
Out of foresight.
Erwin stayed away from Seamus, Harry Potter and Neville.
Not for anything else, just for safety.
After all, there is something weird about these three people.
Who knows if it will be a surprise for Erwin.
Not surprisingly, our Explosive Ghost once again demonstrated his talent in the classroom.
Looking at the black half of Harry's face.
Erwin couldn't help but shudder.
Fortunately, fortunately he is smart.
Even Professor Flitwick was startled.
There was a glint of light in his eyes as he looked at Simo.
Even with his knowledge, he couldn't understand why the feather exploded.
He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out at all.
The Slytherin snakes are under the guidance of Elwin.
Everyone successfully cast the levitation spell.
Even Malfoy's two followers who don't look very smart are the same.
This made Professor Flitwick ecstatic.
I don't know who to give extra points to.
In the end, the little snakes who were selected to form Slytherin House won 20 points for Slytherin.
Irving casually wrote down the score on a piece of paper.
Used for subsequent point records.
Then he leaned his head on the table bored.
He used the wand in his hand to control the feathers in front of him to dance a shortened waltz on the table.
Thinking about things while playing.
By the time Erwin reacted.
Flitwick came to Erwin without knowing when.
The young wizards all looked at the feather on Erwin's desk in amazement.
Flitwick said, "Amazing level of spells! Elwin, I'm sometimes really curious about how you practice spells!"
Erwin quickly withdrew the magic power output from the wand.
"Sorry Professor! I got distracted!"
Professor Flitwick shook his head. "It's okay, kid. I saw everything that happened in the Great Hall! It has nothing to do with you. That Weasley kid was incredibly offensive! His parents are very easygoing and wonderful people, and his brothers are great too!"
Erwin said, "I know, Professor! I don't blame him. My bloodline problem was given to me by my parents! I never feel dissatisfied or unacceptable about it!"
Professor Flitwick said, "Elvin, you are very generous! Generous people can accomplish great things! If you feel sad, you can come to my office in the evening! I have some black tea brought from the south, it tastes delicious! You can tell me about your troubles, I am happy to listen!"
Erwin nodded, "Thank you, Professor!"
Professor Flitwick said, "Ten points to Slytherin for your spellcasting skills!"
Erwin bowed slightly. "Thank you for your generosity, Professor!"
Professor Flitwick said, "You deserve it, boy!"
The little snakes looked at Erwin with pity.
Erwin was so sad and upset. He had never been distracted in class before, but now he was distracted.
The hatred towards Ron in my heart increased a little bit!
Even the little Gryffindor lions felt a little more sympathy for Alvin and disgust for Ron.
Little did they know that Erwin was just thinking about how to use this incident to maximize the benefits for himself.
He had no idea that his father was so involved with the Weasley family.
Otherwise, he could think of more solutions.
I have to say, Dumbledore's lack of clarity in his words really caused Alvin a lot of trouble!
Soon, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.
Erwin packed up his books and was about to leave.
At this time.
Harry Potter came over.
"Prefect Erwin! Wait!"
Malfoy stood in front of Erwin.
"Harry Potter, what are you doing? Stay away from our prefects. Weasley's friends are our Slytherin's mortal enemies!"
Harry Potter lowered his head.
No retort.
Erwin said, "Malfoy! Get out of the way!"
Malfoy turned to look at Erwin: "But, Prefect! He's a friend of that red-haired Weasley!"
Erwin said, "Don't take your anger out on people who have nothing to do with you! This is what I taught you, have you forgotten?"
Malfoy sighed and stepped aside.
Erwin beckoned, "Come here, Harry! What's wrong?"
Harry Potter walked towards Erwin.
When passing by Malfoy.
Malfoy lowered his voice and said, "Listen carefully, Harry Potter! If you dare to offend my prefect again, believe me! I will fight you to the death!"
Harry Potter said nothing.
Coming to Erwin, he said, "Sorry, Prefect! I apologize on behalf of Ron!"
Erwin waved his hand, "This has nothing to do with you, Harry!"
Harry Potter said, "No, it's all because of me! Ron said something bad about you, and I couldn't help it. I had a few words with him, and then we got into a fight! That's why he scolded you, so it's my fault! I'm sorry, Prefect, it's all my fault! I let you down!"
Harry Potter was in a very low mood.
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