Chapter 31

Nor would he be able to, when she said don't dream of the Greengrass family's friendship, really not think of her.

Heh!

Darren blinked at Becky "confusedly."

Clearly thinking it was really over.

"God! How did you live your life before?"

Becky shook her head, speechless.

She felt she had never seen such a stupid guy.

Just...

Forget it, for the sake of him saving her once.

"You stay here. If you want anything, you can directly order these people to get it!"

Becky pointed at the others in the carriage.

These were all her sycophants or followers.

Usually, she didn't look down on these guys at all, but currently, she felt she could let these people take care of this little cub.

Too stupid!

And there were many silly ideas that shouldn't exist.

Not to mention the topic of equality of life, just the fact that he casually blocked a Killing Curse for someone should be taught a lesson!

Becky raised her chin at her followers.

Those people immediately smiled at Darren flatteringly:

"Hello, my name is Ace Frank, a fourth-year prefect. This is my younger brother, Pizza Frank, also a new student like you."

Darren carefully noted down what Ace Frank said, then looked at Pizza Frank. This boy with the nickname of Pizza quickly grinned and nodded.

Afraid that if he was late, he would receive Becky's magical punishment.

"This is Dulo Gall Franchi, a third-year prefect. The one behind is Ted Beck, a fifth-year prefect..."

After a round of introductions, Darren found that there was only Pizza as a new student in this carriage, and the others were all senior prefects.

Of course, there was also a little girl huddled in the corner.

The girl had pale gold hair and a mole under her eye.

At this moment, she was sleeping with her eyes closed.

Her pale cheeks were flushed from sleeping.

Darren discovered that everyone else around was walking around that girl.

"Cassandra Vole, a child of the ancient Vole family. I advise you best not to provoke her, otherwise..."

Becky didn't say the rest.

People who could sit in this carriage were all pure-blood nobles.

Except for Cassandra, whatever she said, these people had to listen.

But Cassandra wouldn't.

Her family was very ancient and had a deep history.

She was even more proud.

She didn't even want to look down at people.

And the thing she was most criticized for was that she liked to stir up trouble.

After stirring up trouble, she would sit comfortably in her chair, watching those people fight to the death.

If Darren provoked this girl, Becky felt he might not have a good time.

However, with her here, she believed Cassandra would give her some face.

"Alright, these are small matters. What you need to do now is tell him not to use his body to block spells for people again!"

Becky snorted coldly.

Last time, Darren didn't die from that Killing Curse; that was his luck.

But how can a person be lucky every time?

She must make this guy understand that blocking spells isn't just done by using one's body.

"Hahaha, no way? You actually used your body to block a spell?"

Pizza Frank couldn't help but laugh.

Although he didn't dare to mock, he was really amused by Darren's action.

Their families taught them that only one's own life is the most important.

If one died because of blocking a spell for someone, then just die outside; never come home.

Pizza always took this as a joke.

Who would be like a fool and block spells for others? Didn't expect there was really one in front of him.

"Hahaha, are you stupid? If you were in our Frank family, you might be... whipped... to death by my grandfather..."

Pizza Frank's voice got smaller and smaller.

The face that was smiling just now instantly turned into a bitter melon face.

Because he discovered that the eldest lady of the Greengrass family, the "Overlord Flower" of Hogwarts, was looking at him coldly.

Holding that cherry-wood wand in her hand, it looked like she was ready to give him a "Reducto" at any time.

W-what's wrong?

Is it because he said this Muggle-born?

But... wasn't it this senior who told them to say it?

Pizza looked up at his brother Ace Frank for help.

Ace turned his head away.

Silently lowered his head.

Stupid younger brother!

You don't even think about why the eldest lady of the Greengrass family would stay with a Muggle-born wizard?

There must be a reason.

He hadn't reacted before and stood up to question this lady, almost being thrown out by her.

Now this lady said to let them teach this Muggle-born gentleman not to use his body to block spells, clearly this Muggle-born wizard saved Becky.

And used his body to block a spell for Becky, only then gaining the hard-won friendship of Miss Greengrass.

His own stupid younger brother was still mocking that Muggle-born wizard.

You laugh at others for being stupid for blocking spells for people; others are also laughing at you for being useless for not getting Miss Greengrass's friendship!

Forgive Frank's dullness; he hadn't asked Darren's name until now, still calling him a Muggle-born wizard in his heart.

Of course, he wanted to ask Darren's name now, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

After all, the atmosphere was relatively heavy right now.

Everyone originally wanted to mock Darren, but with Pizza as a warning, they really didn't know what attitude to treat Darren with.

"Hurry, hurry, teach him a lesson!"

Becky flicked her wand impatiently.

What's going on?

Are these people not wanting to listen to her?

"Is it so hard to teach someone a lesson?"

The Frank brothers secretly groaned and quietly pushed Dulo Gall, who was watching the fun on the side, to the very front.

Dulo Gall opened his mouth.

Wanted to retreat, but seeing Becky's gaze, he gave a dry laugh and stared at Darren.

Just now Pizza Frank mocked this Muggle-born little cub and was stared at by Becky, so if he didn't mock this little cub, wouldn't that be it?

Dulo Gall thought about it and fished his wand out of his pocket.

"Looks like I need to give you a lesson on the wand today... Senior?"

Dulo Gall looked blankly at Becky, who knocked his wand away with her cherry-wood wand.

Why?