Chapter 34 The Golden Bell Falls to the Ground (Please Read)

Cyrus saw Malfoy walking over arrogantly, followed by a tall and round girl, who was obviously the Miss Pasteur that Snape was talking about.

At the same time, he also saw Fred and George not far away hiding in the crowd and waving and cheering him up. Fred also tried his best to make lip-syncs, telling him not to forget to teach the Slytherin students.

"As for you, Ginny Weasley - I think there is someone who would be willing to partner up with you." Snape sneered, "Flint, here's your chance."

He moved half of his body, and then, a man stronger than a chimpanzee walked out with a cruel smile. The sound in the hall suddenly became much quieter. Fred and George could no longer wave their arms, as if they had been petrified by a basilisk.

"He finally went crazy!" Ron couldn't bear it any longer and immediately spoke out his inner thoughts loudly.

Snape immediately glared back with a fierce look, but this time Ron didn't give in at all. Isn't it crazy to have a first grader go up against sixth graders? Not to mention that Marcus Flint had been sneak-attacked by Ginny before, so he was obviously prepared this time!

"Professor, I think this is too unreasonable!" Percy walked out with a frown and stopped in front of Cyrus, "I can pair up with Flint."

It is true that he is a good student, but this does not mean that he is willing to obey all the unreasonable demands of a professor.

"The students are right..." Lockhart rubbed his palms and said cautiously. He didn't dare to refute Snape's opinion now, but Snape's allocation was too outrageous. "We hold the club for Teach young wizards to have a certain ability to resist when facing danger, instead of-"

"I think Flint is capable of playing a 'danger', what do you think?" Snape said with a smile, "Or is it that Miss Weasley, who is good at sneak attacks, looks down on this defeated general?"

Others wanted to say something else, but were interrupted by Cyrus.

"Just him." Cyrus nodded. "I think Professor Snape is right about one thing. At least he looks like a very dangerous, brainless troll. It turns out that Slytherin House It’s such a shame that we are recruiting students like this.”

These words immediately offended a lot of Slytherins. Malfoy, who was originally going to deal with Harry, wanted to cast a spell on Cyrus now.

The most annoying person is of course Marcus Flint himself.

"Just wait and see!" He cruelly walked to the side and opened an appropriate distance.

The rest of the students dispersed. Even the little wizards who had already chosen their opponents did not start their own duel at this moment. Instead, they watched the competition with a huge disparity in strength. The Slytherins even crossed their arms to watch the joke.

Snape also looked at Cyrus expectantly. He wanted to see the true form of "Ginny Weasley".

Last year Dumbledore asked him to pay attention to Quirrell, but Quirrell became Voldemort's puppet. It’s not yet certain who the Ginny Weasley in front of us is! How could a first-year wizard resist his Legilimency?

"You shouldn't have agreed!" Hermione pulled Cyrus's sleeve, and Ron and Harry were unwilling to leave. They each held their own wands, watching Marcus Flint warily to prevent him from sneaking up on him.

"How about we go? There's no requirement to join the club." Hermione suggested.

"It's okay, what's there to be afraid of?" Cyrus said nonchalantly.

"We're with you!" Ron firmly held the broken wand with magic tape on it and took a deep breath.

"Don't cause trouble, but Harry can stay." Cyrus pushed Ron away and turned to Harry, "You can use the trick Lockhart taught you -"

"What?" Harry was confused for a moment. When had this loser Lockhart ever taught him the secret?

"I'll remove your bones!"

After saying that, Cyrus pushed Harry away, took out his wand and stood in front of Flint.

The three Harrys wanted to follow, but Snape stopped them all with a flick of his sleeves: "I think - your opponents are all on the other side!"

Several people turned to look, and Malfoy showed a cruel smile: "Here are some special moves!"

"Okay, okay -" Lockhart's tangled features were almost twisted together. Hermione looked at him expectantly, hoping that he could stop this farce, but how could he dare to resist Snape now?

"Face your partner!" Lockhart returned to the stage and shouted, "Take a bow!"

Cyrus immediately stretched his right hand to the side and bent down gracefully. But Flint seemed to have no intention of bowing.

This didn't make Cyrus happy.

"You should bow!"

"I won't bow to a little kid like you!" Marcus said contemptuously.

The Slytherins laughed loudly, obviously very proud of what Marcus did, and they probably thought it was an insult to Gryffindor.

"You disappoint me, Slytherin can be so ungraceful - take a bow - etiquette is required!" Cyrus said, raising the arm holding the wand above his head, his wrist pointing down. , press the tip of the wand from top to bottom.

Marcus, who was still sneering, suddenly felt his spine bend, as if someone was pressing his shoulders hard. Those who were laughing immediately shut their mouths and looked at Cyrus with palpitations. Even Harry and the others felt a little terrified, as they had probably never seen such a scary "Ginny Weasley".

"Enough!"

Cyrus almost bent Marcus' waist to 90 degrees. If Snape hadn't interrupted him with a spell, Marcus' face would have been pressed to the ground.

Lockhart was afraid of another accident, so he shouted before the angry Marcus got angry:

"Raise your wand and get ready! When I count to three, I will cast a spell to disarm the opponent - just disarm - we don't want any accidents. One - two - three -"

But Marcus started as soon as he counted to "two".

He cast a fierce curse, but Cyrus picked up the curse without even looking at it.

He did not give Marcus time to react, and mercilessly cast a spell.

Marcus immediately felt his ankle being pulled by a force, and then his body immediately turned over, and the whole person was hung on the gorgeous black velvet ceiling. Everyone in the hall was stunned, and Snape was awakened to some not-so-good memories.

"Golden Bell Falls!"

He pointed his wand, and Marcus immediately fell down with a snap.

"Ginny Weasley-how did you know this spell?"

Finally got off work, and went home to play games.