Time is like a married couple, getting faster and faster with the more familiar feeling of boredom.

Samael and Romander are in full swing with discussions about the follow-up capture.

"Mr. Gaunt, come down quickly, it's time to fight." Just as the discussion between the two was hot, Karl hurriedly ran up.

Do you want me to teach you how to do such a trifle?" Roman

frowned, expressing displeasure at Carl's shout.

How can a person like him, who walks between darkness and light, not have thugs, and a bar trouble like this can be easily handled.

Carl has followed him for so long, and his ability to do things should not be so low.

"The clashes were caused by Hogwarts students, and the troublemakers among them were friends of Mr. Gaunt.

After Carl finished speaking, he looked at Samael strangely.

"Which one?"

Samael was expressionless.

"The one with a bandage on his hand.

After Carl finished speaking, he pulled Samael and walked down.

Samael was a little speechless, but he didn't expect this kid to be so rampant after being injured.

As soon as he arrived downstairs, he heard Ron yelling at Draco with a blue nose and a swollen face.

"You actually dare to hit me?" Looking

at the person behind him, Ron's voice was a little more confident.

"Joke, is it the first time Father has hit you?"

Draco said as he showed off his remaining arm, his nostrils facing the sky, and said proudly, as much as he owed.

"Harry, Ron?

Samael wondered how the two were here, followed by a group of Gryffindor Quidditch players.

"These two little ones must have been brought over by someone else, and I didn't see him at first.

Carl said truthfully.

"Then how did they fight?"

Draco warned Samael, and it was reasonable to say that he should not dare to take the initiative to cause trouble.

"I know that the red-haired one is supposed to be the brother of the man you brought with you, and as soon as he entered the door, he accused him of not bringing himself to such a fun place, and shouted to write to his mother."

A waiter-like attendant pointed to Percy, who had a livid face in the corner, and looked at it curiously as he spoke.

"Uh~ it's really sick.

Samael has almost reverted to the truth of the matter.

Since he had identified the "murderer" of the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets early, Harry and they lost their sense of urgency and took a rare break with the members of the Quidditch team.

Samael guessed that he should still be carrying the invisibility cloak with him, otherwise, at the level of this group of people, he should not have the ability to deceive Filch.

Ron should have seen Percy when he entered the door, angry, and Draco was the one who was upset.

"Percy, Ron, forget it, we are your dearest brother, how can you not take us."

"Yes, you damn capitalist, spending our hard-earned money here to drink red wine and soak women."

The Weasley twins squeezed Penelope off Percy's lap, and the two of them sat on Percy's lap in a "meat bench".

Percy wanted to struggle, but couldn't get enough of the two, so he could only stare at the two with a black face, leaving the embarrassed Penelo alone.

"Samael, you said that we told my mother about Percy's relationship, wouldn't it be better. Fred

shouted at him after seeing Samael.

"I think Mrs. Weasley would prefer to see your brothers in harmony and watch the camera.

As soon as Samael finished speaking, he used his camera to film the strange posture of the three people.

Fred George was like a frightened rabbit, immediately jumping away from Percy, they did it to disgust Percy, and now they are disgusted when they are photographed.

They don't want to spread the rumors of a good baby Fred and a good baby George from school.

Percy gave Samael a grateful look and took Penelope's hand again.

And Ron and the Quidditch player at the door were embarrassed to see Samael.

Can't beat, walk and lose face.

"Carl, take them to the third floor, don't participate in private grudges. "

Romande has his own way of training his men, and he trains on the third floor on weekdays, which is spacious enough and strong enough.

Several people in Gryffindor breathed a sigh of relief to hear that Samael was not involved.

Having seen Samael and Snape fight, to be honest, they were not confident that they could win, even in a group fight.

"Brot, Weasley, I hope you two don't back down. "

Young Master Ben wants to fight with one arm

!" Draco taunted and went straight upstairs, and Samael saw Branson clench his fists, seemingly wanting to punch him.

"Percy, go help your brother, don't make the brotherhood too stiff.

"Theodore, you go help Draco, his ability is not suitable for this friendly match, don't really suffer." After

hearing the order, the two also followed the large army.

Samael's brotherhood naturally means the Weasley twins.

As a friend, he didn't want Percy to be further and further apart from his family, and he could see that Percy really didn't want to disappoint his family.

Let Percy help, one will not make the Gryffindor people lose too badly, and the other will allow Percy to protect his brother.

Others rushed up to see the liveliness, and Samael was too lazy to go up, staring intently at his red wine, which seemed to contain a sea of stars, which fascinated him.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the members of the two teams went downstairs in unison, one by one, gray-headed, cursing and cursing as they walked.

"Theodore, I really don't need your help, I blame you for ruining my brilliant moment.

Draco looked resentfully at Theodore behind him, who shrugged his shoulders to indicate who had made them so dish.

Theodore fired a flame thorn and directly hit the opposite side by surprise.

He didn't even use fire.

Wood and the others finally extinguished the flames, and were scrambled by the terrifying thorn curse.

Among them, Ron and Harry were specially taken care of by him and were pricked in the butt several times.

Although Percy has not undergone bloodline fusion, after all, his age is there, and the level of an adult wizard is not much worse.

With his experience and spells, he is confident that he can defeat Theodore.

But he couldn't stop him from taking a group of pig teammates, one by one, not only did not obey the orders, but also cast spells indiscriminately.

The shield originally used to defend against Theodore's attack was broken by his teammates, making him very faceless.

Fortunately, the Weasley twins were nimble, and seeing that they couldn't beat them, they threw out two large dung bombs in larger versions.

Although it had no effect, it finally "attacked" the other party so that they would not lose too ugly.

It's just that before he went downstairs, he was swept away by the two with a whirlwind to clean up.

Looking at the dejected Gryffindor, the cursing Gryffindor, and the boring members of the Dream Fulfillment Organization, Samael was at peace.

If even these people can't take it, then what is the point of Samael's training day and night, and the hanging for them.

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