Chapter 158 You smell of her perfume (monthly ticket 15,000 for additional updates)
At this moment, students from other colleges also gathered around, intending to see what was going on here.
With so many people watching, coupled with Ron's solid 2-16 record, Draco felt that he couldn't be a coward.
To fight! Don't embarrass Slytherin!
"How about we change the bet," Draco had already confirmed in his mind that Ron's level was not good enough, so 2-16, he said proudly: "Let's do this, whoever loses will shout, 'Old Bat, I How about washing your hair?"
Hearing Draco's words, the little wizards present were shocked.
Oh my god, are you so brave? !
The Slytherin classmates did not mind the excitement and shouted Draco's name loudly.
"Well, well done Draco!"
"So energetic!" "Didn't embarrass Slytherin!"
Draco was a little carried away by being praised by his Slytherin classmates. He had completely forgotten that if he lost the game, he would be the one to shout these words.
Now he has lost himself in the spirit of every sound.
Ron was also shocked, shocked that Draco was really brave.
God, are you so anxious to die?
"Okay then." Ron rolled up his sleeves with a smile, "Potions class happens to be the day after tomorrow. Instead of making an appointment, how about we play a game of chess today in front of so many classmates?"
"Am I still afraid of your 2-16 Gryffindor? Weasley?" Draco was also aroused, "Remember! The game you won was against Barry Wendell. ! He is 776 years old and he really can’t survive four hours of fierce fighting before losing to you!”
"Just tell me if I won!" Ron became a little angry.
"Haha." Draco replied directly.
Seamus and Neville had trotted back to the dormitory just now, and now they had retrieved the wizard's chess piece.
"This is wizard chess, Ron." Seamus handed the chessboard to Ron, "Come on Ron, it's time to prove that you are not bad at all!"
Ron held the chessboard, and his whole demeanor changed.
In any case, he is also a player who has participated in the wizard chess competition, so he still has a disdainful attitude towards his classmates.
But Ron didn't take it lightly. As the saying goes, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. He must give the evil Slytherin brat a boost of strength!
Draco noticed the change in Ron's temperament and his body trembled.
Ron was worried that Draco would be temporarily discouraged, so he made a plan in his mind and decided to use the provocation method.
He knew that Draco was actually quite proud. He would definitely not be able to stand down in front of so many people, and he would definitely agree to him because he couldn't save face.
"Malfoy." Ron snorted: "If you are afraid, it is not too late to leave now."
"What are you talking about!" Marcus Flint shouted from behind: "How can there be a coward in Slytherin! Malfoy, if you can win Weasley, I will approve you to join the Quidditch school Team and become a glorious seeker! ”
Originally Draco still had some talent for painting, but he made up his mind instantly after hearing Marcus' promise.
"Okay!" Draco slapped the table: "Isn't it Weasley who has lost sixteen games in a row? I have been playing wizard chess since I was three years old. Am I still afraid of him? Come on! Let's fight it out. Negative! ”
After saying that, he sat on the Slytherin bench, and the senior classmates used transfiguration to set up a table between the two of them.
"Aren't you going to take care of it, Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked worriedly as she looked at the crowd on the three floors outside and on the faculty bench.
Dumbledore shook his head and said with emotion: "What a restless youth..."
The referee of this wizard chess competition is Ernie McMillan, who also loves wizard chess. He stood there excitedly, looking as happy as if he were on the front line.
"Get ready, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Malfoy," he said.
Draco snorted slightly at Ernie, but although Ernie was a Hufflepuff, he was from the pure-blood MacMillan family, so Draco would not dislike him.
Ernie is a Hufflepuff and is not an enemy of Gryffindor, so Ron can accept him as a referee.
"Come on." Ron said to Draco: "You hold the white one, I'll let you go first."
According to Draco's proud character in the past, he would definitely not lose a hand to Ron - but the problem is that losing comes with a price, and the price is not small, so Draco gave up the so-called face and chose flexibly Li Zi.
The Malfoy family's bottom line has always been very flexible.
"Okay, okay." Ernie said loudly: "Mr. Draco Malfoy from Slytherin is the white man, and Mr. Ron Weasley is the black man. He is from Gryffindor. Now It's a battle between two houses - it's my pleasure to explain this game, I'm Ernie MacMillan from Hufflepuff."
"We can see below that Mr. Malfoy chose the soldier from e2 to go to e4. Similarly, Mr. Weasley, who holds the black piece, also chose the opposite pawn, and his pawn went from e7 to e5."
"A very classic start, both sides chose to be steady - ah, player Malfoy chose the knight from g1 to f3, oh, Mr. Weasley's knight also moved, from b8 to c6!"
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"Okay, this is a hot game!" Ernie shouted.
The students present all know a little bit about wizard chess, so everyone can understand the wizard chess game between Ron and Draco.
After playing for almost five or six minutes, Ernie suddenly held his head and said loudly: "Oh my God, this is a huge mistake! How could Mr. Malfoy let Black continue to eat his soldiers?" ”
"'Check', do you still want to play?" Ron said with a smile. He already had a chance to win and was just one step away from eating Draco's king.
"Slytherin will never admit defeat!" Draco shouted, grabbing his hair.
Ron shrugged and let the castle move forward to attack Draco's king.
Logically speaking, there is no need to declare a checkmate, but Ron, who is confident of winning, still kindly reminded: "Checkmate!"
After saying that, the chess pieces on Ron's chessboard suddenly rose up, and with the chess piece in his hand, he beat Draco's king to his knees.
"You lost, Malfoy." Ron said with a smile: "Should you honor your bet?"
Before Draco could speak, Marcus said loudly: "No, normal games are best-of-three games. It is against the rules to determine the outcome in one game. Come again!"
Hearing Marcus' words, hope rekindled in Draco's eyes.
"Okay! Another game!" However, this game collapsed faster than the last one. Draco sat on the chair and looked at the king that was broken into several pieces. His eyes were dull and speechless for a long time.
"You should understand, Malfoy." Ron said proudly: "I was just letting you. If I wanted to, I could win faster than now."
Draco flattened his lips, stood up and said, "I don't want to play anymore, I want to go home!"
"Hey, don't leave in a hurry." Ron stopped him quickly: "Then why are you in a hurry to go back? You haven't fulfilled your promise yet - maybe you want to show off in front of the whole school, Malfoy?"
"Don't worry!" Draco said angrily: "Just wait, I will definitely fulfill my promise!"
"Really?" Ron said with a smile: "Why do I think you are going to regret it?"
"I! I will never regret it!" Draco said angrily: "I swear in the name of my ancestors, I will never regret it!"
After that, he turned around and ran away.
Harry, who was watching the fun, suddenly remembered that Cassandra was also Draco's ancestor.
He suddenly became nervous. It seemed that he had to force Draco to fulfill his promise, otherwise it would be bad if this oath involved Cassandra...
No, you have to watch over Draco, you must not let him break his promise!
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Since losing the game, Draco seemed to have lost his energy.
He wasn't worried about fulfilling the bet, but he was depressed about losing to Weasley so cleanly.
Oh my god, didn't he win only two games in the wizarding chess tournament, and then lose sixteen games in a dreamy streak?
Why is it so powerful?
However, one problem he has never realized is that being able to participate in such a competition itself represents a certain level of strength, at least at the entry-level level of a professional.
And he was just a fan. Wouldn't he be hit by dimensionality reduction when he met Ron?
After that, a few more troublemakers wanted to play wizard chess with Ron, but they were all solved by Ron in three strikes, five divisions, and two divisions.
In Ron's words - I can't defeat those old men and women who have lived for who knows how many years, but I can't defeat you?
Trivia - In the last Wizarding Chess Competition, the youngest players besides Ron were all in their forties.
Looking at it this way, Ron can win two games, and he belongs to the group with super strength.
But what Ron won't tell others is that the game of chess he played with Barry was actually won by him who had no martial ethics and made the old man fall asleep.
Ron has won everyone's respect again in school with his true skills, but the students still don't seem to give up on the 2-16 joke, and the trend is getting worse.
But this time, 2-16 is mentioned not with contempt, but with a little respect.
Ron was so proud after defeating Slytherin that he could be described as running rampant when walking in the Gryffindor common room. Even when facing Percy, he was not afraid at all.
Even Percy had to hold his nose and praise Ron for a job well done.
Time flies by quickly, and it’s Friday in a blink of an eye.
The flow of time is relative, and everyone felt that time passed very slowly - because it was the first time for them to look forward to potions class; only Draco felt that time passed very quickly, because he really did not want to go to potions class. Medicine class, to fulfill his bet.
However, there was no way, sooner or later he would have to suffer like this.
For the first time, the Gryffindor students arrived outside the Potions classroom twenty or thirty minutes early, looking expectantly at Professor Snape, who was teaching the sixth graders in the classroom.
When get out of class was over, Snape saw these classmates and even looked back at the calendar.
"What's wrong with you, Professor Snape?" Vivi asked as she walked out of the classroom.
Snape snorted and said: "I just made sure that today is April 1st..."
Vivi walked out of the classroom and when she saw Harry, she dragged him to the corner.
She reached out and hugged Harry, and whispered in his ear: "What's wrong with you? Look how scared you are of Professor Snape. He is even confirming whether today is April Fool's Day."
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Harry told Vivi what happened in a concise and concise manner. Vivi was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and said: "The words "wash oily hair" are not very lethal to Professor Snape. I remember Lily once told me As I said, he was hung up by your father with an upside-down golden bell, revealing his dirty black underwear..."
Harry raised his head and glanced at Vivi in shock - he already knew that you were evil, but he never expected that after you cut it open, everything inside would be black!
"Okay, I'm going to go to class in the Muggle world, Harry." Vivi smiled and rubbed Harry's head: "Oh, I also need to use the time turner to jump forward forty-five minutes to avoid missing Hawking. Courses taught by professors.”
"Aren't you taking classes at the School of Political Science and Economics? Why can you still learn these things?" Harry was shocked. Even if he was uneducated, he knew that Hawking majored in science and did not teach at LSE.
"I can go to several universities to take classes." Vivi winked at Harry, stretched out her hand to call out Fiona, and disappeared together with Phoenix.
Harry was stunned for a moment, and he felt that he also needed to roll up - so as not to be left behind too much by Vivi.
If this continues, he, a modern person, will no longer understand modern times like Weiwei!
When Harry walked from the corner to the Potions classroom, he happened to meet Pappy walking towards him.
"Pappy," Harry greeted, "Why didn't you go in?"
"I'm waiting for you." Pappy said, moving closer to Harry, deliberately putting her horns away, and swaying in Harry's arms.
After just two arches, Papi raised his head alertly.
"No, you smell of Grindelwald's perfume!"
"I was just helping her replenish her magic power." Harry smiled and rubbed Pappy's head: "Besides, Vivi didn't wear perfume, so that's her..."
"Okay, stop talking!" Pabbie exhaled through his nose, "Stop talking, let's go in and have class!"
"Oh good."
Harry agreed and walked into the classroom one after another with Pappy.
After seeing Pappy, Snape turned his eyes to Harry, his eyes full of disgust.
"I should remind you, Mr. Potter," Snape said in a greasy tone: "You are not allowed to bring pets to the Potions classroom. I really hope your shiny brain can know that pets are The harm of hair to potions, I understand your desire to show off by having a unicorn as a pet, but this is a potions lesson.”
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