N-A-A Chapter 65 Harry Potter Loses His Most Valuable Treasure!
Chapter 65 Harry Potter Loses His Most Valuable Treasure!
Chapter 65 Harry Potter Loses His Most Valuable Treasure!
This was the first time Orochimaru had revealed his unique killing intent.
Compared to these carefree and leisurely wizards, Orochimaru, who came from the ninja world, may have killed more ninjas than all the wizards combined.
Therefore, even the slightest hint of murderous intent was enough to intimidate the young wizards.
Even though Gryffindors are known for their strength and fearlessness in the face of adversity, they still couldn't suppress the trembling that came from their very souls.
As for the Ravenclaws, the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm is ingrained in their very being.
After seeing Orochimaru casually take down the Weasley twins, they wisely took a few steps back and buried themselves back in their books.
This matter has become dangerous, and they should stay away from it as much as possible.
As for the Hufflepuffs, although they had just been standing up for Malfoy, they were now confused.
Who is actually at a disadvantage?
Are they the two Slytherins, or the whole bunch of Gryffindors?
They already knew the answer in their hearts, but they were unwilling to admit it.
The Slytherins, on the other hand, were much more pragmatic. Although they were still angry about Orochimaru's rejection last night, they would never let go of any opportunity to embarrass Gryffindor.
One by one, the senior Slytherins emerged from the Tower Courtyard, led by the three group leaders, and slithered towards the group like a silent snake.
"Where are the Gryffindor prefects?" Slytherin prefect William Flint spoke first. "Is this how you Gryffindors manage your house?"
"Are you so sure that we Slytherins will just stand by and watch a brawl break out off-campus?" Aldick of the Poisons Group reached into his pocket with ill intent.
Behind them, Apollo Gringnus, who was most dissatisfied with Orochimaru, had already drawn his wand.
The wand pointed towards the Gryffindors.
He didn't waste any words, but his meaning was extremely clear.
If you dare to lay a hand on us, we Slytherins will retaliate immediately.
The Gryffindors, not to be outdone, drew their wands and aimed them at the older Slytherins.
Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, who were watching the drama unfold, were stunned. They never imagined that a small quarrel on a peaceful Sunday morning would eventually escalate into a large-scale conflict between Gryphon and Slytherin.
Although the moment when curses are flying everywhere has not yet arrived, they all believe that it is just around the corner.
Just then, Percy Weasley, a member of the Weasley family who arrived late and had just become a prefect this year, pushed aside the person blocking his way and strode up to the Weasley twins.
He looked at his two younger brothers, who were lying on the ground with bruises and swelling, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
But now is not the time to comfort them.
Percy Weasley looked at Orochimaru with displeasure, and the Slytherins behind him who drew their wands. After a moment's pause, he used his trump card.
"Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall are on their way. If you want to have a fight in front of the professors," Percy Weasley's face hardened, "Gryffindor will gladly oblige!"
When Percy Weasley said this, it was actually the Gryffindors standing behind him who couldn't hold back their emotions first.
They had assumed that their prefect had appeared to lead them in a showdown with the Slytherins.
Who would have thought that he would go to the professor before everyone else could act?
This new prefectural commander—
Is he a Gryffindor or a Slytherin on the other side?
As everyone thought of this, their gazes began to wander, and even the Gryffindors who had made way for him earlier looked at Percy with a hint of dissatisfaction.
However, with both Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape coming, it's a bit of an exaggeration to have them fight in front of the professors.
As for the Slytherins, they all gave a cold laugh.
Fighting in front of the professor is definitely not the style of Slytherin.
The atmosphere instantly turned cold.
Orochimaru looked around and slowly walked back to Malfoy's side.
When the Slytherins saw him approaching, they instinctively tried to pretend they hadn't seen him. Their feelings towards Orochimaru were complicated; they had some love, but mostly hate.
However, now that Orochimaru has returned and the professor is about to arrive, this fierce conflict is likely to end.
Every student felt the same way, both relieved and regretful about how things had turned out.
But Malfoy had no intention of letting them go.
He stepped out from the crowd and looked around at the Slytherins and Gryffindors surrounding him.
The former merely used Lord Orochimaru as a tool to attack Gryffindor, showing absolutely no respect for him.
The latter is simply someone who trusts Potter more because he slanders Lord Orochimaru; he is utterly foolish and ignorant!
Therefore, they are all guilty!
Malfoy's eyes darted around, and seeing that Orochimaru hadn't stopped him, he became even more certain of his plan.
He wanted these people to contribute to Lord Orochimaru's fame, to become stepping stones, especially Potter!
"Since you Gryffindors are willing to believe that liar Potter, then we Slytherins will not back down!"
Malfoy said shamelessly.
How could the other three houses know what happened in the Slytherin common room last night?
Draco Malfoy had previously displayed exceptional talent, defeating Ron Weasley with a single blow. Moreover, he was born into the Malfoy family of the Holy Twenty-Eight, making him a pureblood among purebloods.
This led the other three houses to immediately believe him after he spoke, thinking he was qualified to speak on behalf of Slytherin. They even gave him a few extra glances, considering his status as a first-year student.
Wu Neng could take down Ron with one hand.
Wen Neng spoke on behalf of Slytherin.
The Malfoy family, with its long-standing tradition of pure-blood wizards, truly lives up to its reputation!
Everyone secretly thought to themselves that it was indeed appropriate.
Whether Malfoy had anticipated this or it was the long-standing talent of the Malfoy family finally manifesting in him, he became increasingly adept at handling the matters that followed.
"Since neither side is willing to back down, why not let the facts speak for themselves?"
Malfoy recalled Orochimaru's words, his voice languid and sarcastic.
At that moment, Draco Malfoy seemed even more elegant and noble than his father, Lucius Malfoy.
He brandished the invisible scepter in his hand, and with a contemptuous and disdainful tone, he provoked the easily hot-blooded Gryffindors.
"Tomorrow, regardless of age or college, someone will eventually meet Professor Quirrell and get the answers from him."
As Malfoy spoke, he pointed rudely at Harry.
"Whether Potter told a colossal lie or we Slytherin are deceiving the world, we'll find out tomorrow."
"If Potter's lie is proven true," Malfoy stepped aside to let Orochimaru stand behind him, "I would like to ask you Gryffindors to draw your wands, point them at the ground, and bow when you see Mr. Slyke Anguius."
As for what Potter is telling the truth—
Malfoy trusted Orochimaru more than anyone else, and he even had a vague feeling that Orochimaru wanted him to push things forward.
So Malfoy drew his wand and pointed it to the sky, making a vow.
"If what Potter says is true, then we Slytherins will bow and give way to you Gryffindors in the future, and will never dare to stand against you."
Malfoy spoke succinctly and concisely.
Ignoring the Slytherin seniors behind him, he unhesitatingly used the reputation of the entire Slytherin school as a bargaining chip, all to earn Orochimaru the respect of the Gryffindors.
He didn't want any profit from this gamble, but he felt he would receive the best possible reward.
Thinking this, Malfoy drew his wand, pointed it at the Gryffindors in the distance, and loudly demanded, "Gryffindors, do you dare to swear an oath?!"
What is there to be afraid of!
The Gryffindors all turned to look at Harry Potter, who was surrounded in the center, as he became the savior who had defeated the mysterious man and saved the wizarding world.
Don't they believe in Potter, but instead believe in that Slack Anguill?
Ron Weasley, in particular, rubbed the spot on his chest where he had just been elbowed, and before Harry could speak, he suddenly drew his wand and strode in front of the group.
"I trust Potter; I'm his best friend, and he would never lie to me!"
Ron Weasley shouted and raised his wand high.
In the magical world, vows are usually confirmed with special spells, such as an unbreakable vow that requires both parties to hold hands tightly.
But for Gryffindors and Slytherins who have not yet graduated from Hogwarts, making them hold each other's hands and swear an oath is an unacceptable form of torture.
So they chose another way, raising their wands high in the same way that Harry Potter's best friend, Ron Weasley.
"We've made our bet, Slytherins!"
Damn it—
We were actually put on the spot by two first-graders!
The Slytherin upperclassmen were displeased to see the Gryffindors raising their wands, but they raised their own wands without hesitation.
They gave the same response.
Only at this moment did the two professors arrive belatedly at the lakeside meadow, where they learned the truth from the accounts of the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs who were observing.
"Potter————"
Snape's voice was deep and powerful; he wanted to interrupt this ill-timed wager, because both he and Professor McGonagall knew about Professor Quirrell's current situation.
Professor Quirrell has already run away!
But how could he, as the head of Slytherin, possibly lend Harry a helping hand?
This not only failed to work, but when he called out Harry's name, Ron and the others surrounded Harry tightly, shielding him from Snape's view so that Harry wouldn't be afraid of the man.
But Harry's gaze did not fall on Snape. His green eyes pierced through the crowd, through the high walls built by Gryffindor and Slytherin, and came to Orochimaru.
There----
Draco Malfoy was bowing humbly to Orochimaru, silently asking if Orochimaru was satisfied with his handling of the situation.
Orochimaru didn't speak, but simply patted Malfoy's shoulder lightly. Malfoy instantly straightened up, his eyes almost gleaming.
At this very moment————
Harry Potter was absolutely certain that his most treasured possession had indeed been stolen by that thief named Malfoy!
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