"Take this!"
Seeing Draco and his two companions appear, Neville reacted as if he'd eaten a powerful spinach.
He picked up the mop and threw it at the three men's faces.
Draco, who was standing at the front, was the first to suffer, with most of the wet mop bristles sticking directly to his face.
It also had a strong, nauseating odor.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The two lackeys were stunned by the scene before them, and their legs began to go weak.
They screamed face to face and quickly scattered like birds and beasts, leaving Draco behind.
Draco, who remained behind, was completely bewildered.
When Neville slammed the mop down on his face again and put it back in the latrine to wipe him one last time...
Draco's legs and mouth reacted faster than his brain.
He screamed and ran away.
Neville glared at his departing figure, then glanced at the mop in the latrine.
We decided to go all the way.
Since she was going to be bullied to the point of dropping out anyway, and Ms. Muse was leaving Hogwarts because she was implicated in the situation.
If that's the case, then let's go completely insane!
For his own sake, and for the sake of his teacher, Muse, he was determined to avenge this wrong.
Neville closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then picked up the mop and chased after them.
A strange sight quickly appeared in the corridors of Hogwarts.
Crabbe and Goyle were running at full speed, one after the other, looking back as if someone was chasing them.
She was still screaming and shouting something...
"There's poop! Help! There's poop on Neville's mop!"
Hmm, is there poop?
Where's the poop? What kind of poop?
Upon hearing this sensitive word, the onlookers shuddered and quickly scattered far away, spreading out on both sides of the corridor.
This left a wide escape route for the three who were trying to escape.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Draco appeared, his head and face soaking wet, frantically fleeing and reeking of a unique odor.
And less than three meters behind Draco, Neville, wielding a mop and charging forward fearlessly.
The mop was still dripping a smelly liquid, and everyone was stunned.
"Ah! Draco, you've bullied me! You've bullied Teacher Muse!"
"I'm going to fight you to the death!!!"
Neville raised his arms and shouted, swinging the mop downwards with both hands.
The mop head hit Draco again.
"ah!"
This time, not just four people screamed, but all the onlookers screamed.
Everyone was in complete chaos, and the screams nearly blew the roof off.
Draco was hit by the mop, his legs buckled and he collapsed.
"Aaaaaaah!"
The onlookers then shouted even louder.
"Go find the teacher!"
"Find Headmaster Dumbledore!" "Find Professor Snape!" "Find Professor Minerva!" "Find Professor Muse!"
Everyone scattered and fled, but no one dared to approach Draco and Neville.
Because Neville, carrying a mop covered in poop, stood guard beside Draco like a bodyguard.
No one dared to approach, fearing they would be the next to be attacked by a mop covered in poop.
A group of professors and students were having a lively discussion in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.
Even the background music was extremely cheerful, and Richard, taking advantage of his status as a staff member's family member, started chatting with Dumbledore while holding the baby.
"Help! Help!"
"Teacher, help me!"
The sudden scream shattered the tranquility, and everyone looked toward the doorway.
"Teacher, Neville, Neville has gone mad!"
"Teacher, Draco has fainted!"
A large group of people rushed in from the corridor, and one of the children let out the loudest scream of his life.
"Ah! Teacher! There's poop on Neville's mop! It's full of poop!"
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
Shen Yulou's eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.
"Teachers, please go out and see what's going on!"
The Ravenclaw prefect rushed forward, grabbed Minerva's clothes, and pulled her outside.
Upon seeing this, everyone rushed back to the scene of the crime.
As soon as I got close, I smelled a strong odor of toilet disinfectant.
Dumbledore led the group and squeezed in.
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