The Transformers at Hogwarts
Chapter 16 Revenge
Chapter 16 Revenge
Allen swooped in the direction of the three of Malfoy like an eagle.
Only then did Harry see clearly what Alan was holding in his hands. It turned out to be two branches with many green leaves on them, and he instantly realized that this was the weapon Alan had found for him.
But he found that the way Alan held the branch was very strange. He even grabbed the middle of the branch. Shouldn't the attack distance be the largest with one end?Harry grumbled secretly.
At this time, the Malfoy trio had almost reached the gate of the castle, but how could they outrun Alan who was flying in the sky.
Allen caught up with them in the blink of an eye, passed them quickly, and knocked Crabbe over with a stick.
Crabbe knelt down on the ground, hugging his head tightly with both hands, but his buttocks were raised high, and wailed, "I was wrong! I knew I was wrong! Let me go!" "
And Allen didn't mean to let him go, his round big butt was the most conspicuous target.
Allen turned around and kept passing by him, hitting his butt like crazy, beating him so much that he cried and cried, and crawled around on the ground.
Allen's weapons were "faded" in the last fight.
Crabbe couldn't bear it at last, and cried, "Draco! Gregory! Come and save me! Come!"
Malfoy and Goyle looked at each other, and they both saw the answer in each other's eyes. They backed away quietly, not daring to respond to Crabbe at all, for fear of attracting Alan's attention.
At this time, a roar came from the castle: "Alan Phoenix! Stop!"
It turned out that Professor McGonagall rushed over.
"In all my years at Hogwarts—never—"
Professor McGonagall was almost speechless in astonishment, her spectacles gleaming with anger, "—how dare you—"
But the hot-blooded Allen couldn't listen to the persuasion, stretched his wings, changed direction, and prepared to continue attacking Crabbe. Crabbe was crawling awkwardly on the grass, and his robe was covered with green grass juice.
Just when Allen thought he was about to reap the pleasure of revenge, Professor McGonagall's chanting sound came from his ears.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
"All petrochemical!"
Then Allen found that he couldn't move, he had wings, his hands were in an attacking posture, and he was floating in the air.
"It wasn't his fault, Professor—"
"Shut up, Miss Patil—"
"But Malfoy—"
"Stop it, Miss Granger. Alright, Weasley, Potter, follow me." Professor McGonagall said mercilessly.
Then he was about to go back to the castle, and Malfoy secretly let out a long sigh of relief, with a look of rejoicing on his face, but this did not escape Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes.
She stopped and said to Malfoy and Goyle expressionlessly: "Malfoy, Goyle, come with me too, go help Crabbe! I will notify Dean Severus to deal with you."
Malfoy and Goyle's complexions suddenly collapsed, but they did not dare to disobey Professor McGonagall's order. They helped Crabbe up with mournful faces, and stumbled behind the team.
Professor McGonagall used his wand to control the petrified Allen floating in mid-air and strode towards the castle, Harry and Ron followed mechanically.Harry tried to say a few words in defense of the three of them, but something seemed to be wrong with his voice.
The little wizards looked at the group of people who were taken away, speechless.
At this time, Mrs. Huo Qi came back in a hurry, a little dumbfounded seeing this scene.
"What's going on here?"
No one responded to her.
Professor McGonagall led them on the way to the campus. The teachers and students who were about to have dinner were all attracted by this strange combination, pointing at them along the way, especially Allen, who was floating in mid-air, It even attracted everyone's attention. Even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he was still ruthlessly penetrated this time.
This action is really too shameful, not to mention that he is holding a pair of broken branches with both hands, and the angry expression on his face is frozen. Putting it in this scene will only make people feel funny, not to mention that he is still suspended in mid-air, everyone You can see every detail of him clearly, and those standing in the back row don't even need to stand on tiptoe.
But people still wanted to move forward, but they were frightened by the angry Professor McGonagall.
Only George, Fred, and Jordan dared to stroke Professor McGonagall's whiskers. George said loudly to Jordan: "Haha, we bet this morning whether Little Alan can fly, but I didn't expect it to fly, hurry up!" Admit the bet and give me a Galleon!"
Not to be outdone, Jordan retorted: "We bet that Allen flew with his own wings, but now he flies with the floating spell, you should give me money!"
"You're blind, Allen's posture must have been fixed in mid-air, hurry up! Don't renege!" George refused to let Jordan go.
And Fred looked at Ron who was dodging in the team with great interest, and said excitedly to them: "Stop arguing! Look at our dear little brother Ronnie is still in the team!"
Sure enough, George was distracted, and he shouted excitedly to Ron: "My dear little brother Ronnie, did you get caught helping Ginny steal the school's toilet seat?"
Ron blushed almost the same color as his hair. He didn't want to pay attention to his two brothers, he lowered his head and turned his head aside.
Fred began to command Ron in a serious manner: "Ron, raise your head! As a glorious Weasley, even if you are about to be fired, you must raise your head dignifiedly!"
Ron was really fooled, he was really inspired to raise his head, and tried to look straight ahead, and in front of him was Alan who was floating.
"Aha! My dear brother, that's it!" Seeing that Ron had been fooled, Fred laughed and said, "Now tell me what color Alan's underwear is today!"
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and Ron quickly lowered his head again, while Allen kept rolling his eyes. He was wearing jeans today, so it's strange to be able to see his underwear.
Professor McGonagall finally couldn't listen anymore, "Are you three going to be punished with the six of them?"
The three of George quickly left the scene, leaving bursts of laughter in the distance.
Filch hugged his cat and looked at Alan and the others excitedly. He remembered that it had been a long time since so many students were punished at the same time.
Professor McGonagall did not lift his spell until he was about to enter the castle, and let Alan down. In fact, it was also in this state that many places in the castle were not easy to pass.
Allen's anger just now has dissipated, and he even has a little regret in his heart. First, he regrets being too high-profile, and second, he regrets whether he will be fired for doing so.
Professor McGonagall took them to his office, examined the six students with stern eyes, and said nothing.
The six people lowered their heads like frost-beaten eggplants. At this moment, they finally began to realize the seriousness of the matter, and each of them began to become uneasy.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Then came a man with greasy black hair, an aquiline nose, and a sallow complexion.
It was Professor Snape.
The ten-year-old bookworm finally couldn't help writing a book by himself, hoping to get everyone's favorites and recommendation tickets!
(End of this chapter)
Allen swooped in the direction of the three of Malfoy like an eagle.
Only then did Harry see clearly what Alan was holding in his hands. It turned out to be two branches with many green leaves on them, and he instantly realized that this was the weapon Alan had found for him.
But he found that the way Alan held the branch was very strange. He even grabbed the middle of the branch. Shouldn't the attack distance be the largest with one end?Harry grumbled secretly.
At this time, the Malfoy trio had almost reached the gate of the castle, but how could they outrun Alan who was flying in the sky.
Allen caught up with them in the blink of an eye, passed them quickly, and knocked Crabbe over with a stick.
Crabbe knelt down on the ground, hugging his head tightly with both hands, but his buttocks were raised high, and wailed, "I was wrong! I knew I was wrong! Let me go!" "
And Allen didn't mean to let him go, his round big butt was the most conspicuous target.
Allen turned around and kept passing by him, hitting his butt like crazy, beating him so much that he cried and cried, and crawled around on the ground.
Allen's weapons were "faded" in the last fight.
Crabbe couldn't bear it at last, and cried, "Draco! Gregory! Come and save me! Come!"
Malfoy and Goyle looked at each other, and they both saw the answer in each other's eyes. They backed away quietly, not daring to respond to Crabbe at all, for fear of attracting Alan's attention.
At this time, a roar came from the castle: "Alan Phoenix! Stop!"
It turned out that Professor McGonagall rushed over.
"In all my years at Hogwarts—never—"
Professor McGonagall was almost speechless in astonishment, her spectacles gleaming with anger, "—how dare you—"
But the hot-blooded Allen couldn't listen to the persuasion, stretched his wings, changed direction, and prepared to continue attacking Crabbe. Crabbe was crawling awkwardly on the grass, and his robe was covered with green grass juice.
Just when Allen thought he was about to reap the pleasure of revenge, Professor McGonagall's chanting sound came from his ears.
"Wingardim Leviosa!"
"All petrochemical!"
Then Allen found that he couldn't move, he had wings, his hands were in an attacking posture, and he was floating in the air.
"It wasn't his fault, Professor—"
"Shut up, Miss Patil—"
"But Malfoy—"
"Stop it, Miss Granger. Alright, Weasley, Potter, follow me." Professor McGonagall said mercilessly.
Then he was about to go back to the castle, and Malfoy secretly let out a long sigh of relief, with a look of rejoicing on his face, but this did not escape Professor McGonagall's sharp eyes.
She stopped and said to Malfoy and Goyle expressionlessly: "Malfoy, Goyle, come with me too, go help Crabbe! I will notify Dean Severus to deal with you."
Malfoy and Goyle's complexions suddenly collapsed, but they did not dare to disobey Professor McGonagall's order. They helped Crabbe up with mournful faces, and stumbled behind the team.
Professor McGonagall used his wand to control the petrified Allen floating in mid-air and strode towards the castle, Harry and Ron followed mechanically.Harry tried to say a few words in defense of the three of them, but something seemed to be wrong with his voice.
The little wizards looked at the group of people who were taken away, speechless.
At this time, Mrs. Huo Qi came back in a hurry, a little dumbfounded seeing this scene.
"What's going on here?"
No one responded to her.
Professor McGonagall led them on the way to the campus. The teachers and students who were about to have dinner were all attracted by this strange combination, pointing at them along the way, especially Allen, who was floating in mid-air, It even attracted everyone's attention. Even though he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he was still ruthlessly penetrated this time.
This action is really too shameful, not to mention that he is holding a pair of broken branches with both hands, and the angry expression on his face is frozen. Putting it in this scene will only make people feel funny, not to mention that he is still suspended in mid-air, everyone You can see every detail of him clearly, and those standing in the back row don't even need to stand on tiptoe.
But people still wanted to move forward, but they were frightened by the angry Professor McGonagall.
Only George, Fred, and Jordan dared to stroke Professor McGonagall's whiskers. George said loudly to Jordan: "Haha, we bet this morning whether Little Alan can fly, but I didn't expect it to fly, hurry up!" Admit the bet and give me a Galleon!"
Not to be outdone, Jordan retorted: "We bet that Allen flew with his own wings, but now he flies with the floating spell, you should give me money!"
"You're blind, Allen's posture must have been fixed in mid-air, hurry up! Don't renege!" George refused to let Jordan go.
And Fred looked at Ron who was dodging in the team with great interest, and said excitedly to them: "Stop arguing! Look at our dear little brother Ronnie is still in the team!"
Sure enough, George was distracted, and he shouted excitedly to Ron: "My dear little brother Ronnie, did you get caught helping Ginny steal the school's toilet seat?"
Ron blushed almost the same color as his hair. He didn't want to pay attention to his two brothers, he lowered his head and turned his head aside.
Fred began to command Ron in a serious manner: "Ron, raise your head! As a glorious Weasley, even if you are about to be fired, you must raise your head dignifiedly!"
Ron was really fooled, he was really inspired to raise his head, and tried to look straight ahead, and in front of him was Alan who was floating.
"Aha! My dear brother, that's it!" Seeing that Ron had been fooled, Fred laughed and said, "Now tell me what color Alan's underwear is today!"
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and Ron quickly lowered his head again, while Allen kept rolling his eyes. He was wearing jeans today, so it's strange to be able to see his underwear.
Professor McGonagall finally couldn't listen anymore, "Are you three going to be punished with the six of them?"
The three of George quickly left the scene, leaving bursts of laughter in the distance.
Filch hugged his cat and looked at Alan and the others excitedly. He remembered that it had been a long time since so many students were punished at the same time.
Professor McGonagall did not lift his spell until he was about to enter the castle, and let Alan down. In fact, it was also in this state that many places in the castle were not easy to pass.
Allen's anger just now has dissipated, and he even has a little regret in his heart. First, he regrets being too high-profile, and second, he regrets whether he will be fired for doing so.
Professor McGonagall took them to his office, examined the six students with stern eyes, and said nothing.
The six people lowered their heads like frost-beaten eggplants. At this moment, they finally began to realize the seriousness of the matter, and each of them began to become uneasy.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Then came a man with greasy black hair, an aquiline nose, and a sallow complexion.
It was Professor Snape.
The ten-year-old bookworm finally couldn't help writing a book by himself, hoping to get everyone's favorites and recommendation tickets!
(End of this chapter)
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