Chapter 770

"That kid looks like he should be Hufflepuff, silly!"

Bulstrode said in a disdainful tone.

Becky's annoyed mood just now instantly turned into anger.

She glared at Bulstrode unhappily.

"What Hufflepuff? You are the silly one! He should go to Gryffindor or Ravenclaw."

As Becky was speaking, she saw Bulstrode's knowing look.

He smirked: "No wonder you don't look down on us old guys; it turns out you have your eyes on this kind of little kid...

Tsk tsk tsk, I remember you used to scold me for robbing the cradle, but I didn't expect it, ~ didn't expect it.

I knew that the person who ran away like a lunatic on the train earlier must have been you.

They insisted it wasn't, saying you were an elegant person.

And just now, you were still pretending to be disdainful; if it weren't for my strong observation skills, I would have been fooled by you!"

Becky was angry in her heart and cursed Bulstrode.

This guy is indeed an old fox.

She thought that Bulstrode might need an Obliviate in a moment.

"Becky, I suggest you don't use Obliviate on me, because I check my memory every day and compare it with others... if there is a problem, I will go back and tell the parents, and then your business with the tender grass won't be kept!"

Bulstrode guessed her thoughts.

He threatened secretly.

Becky's mouth was a bit ferocious.

Really want to slaughter this guy.

Otherwise, should she also learn from those young masters and hire a killer? Bulstrode should also be afraid of her fighting to the death.

So he immediately put forward his exchange opinion.

"If you don't want me to say it out, it's also fine.

You just say outside that you are dating me, and then you find your tender grass, and I find my tender..."

"Impossible, I won't be with him; he is a Muggle-born wizard, it's impossible for us!"

Becky refused this proposal without even thinking. She wouldn't be with that little brat.

Because her family wouldn't allow it either.

This is her responsibility as the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family.

She cannot let the family be shamed.

Bulstrode was stunned.

He thought that the one Becky could look at more than once would at least be a pure-blood.

As a result, it turned out to be a Muggle-born wizard.

He lost interest.

Becky will definitely handle this kind of small matter cleanly; he can't threaten this woman at all.

"Sigh, my little girlfriend's family doesn't agree with her being with me so young..."

I was just thinking about who to help me cover for two years, but I only found your handle, who knew it was still a Muggle-born wizard.

Bulstrode said helplessly.

His little girlfriend's family doesn't allow her to have a boyfriend so young, and his family hopes he can climb the high branch of the Greengrass family.

This is really troublesome.

Becky couldn't be bothered to deal with Bulstrode.

She continued to look at the little brat.

Until.

"Darren Potter!"

Potter!???

This surname made Becky open her mouth in shock. Her unrefined action was not too unusual.

Because many people were like this too.

Of course, they were shocked that Harry Potter had a younger brother.

"Didn't you say he was a Muggle-born wizard?"

Bulstrode looked at her in shock.

Obviously not understanding that she didn't even know the name of the tender grass.

Becky was ashamed and angry.

But she still shook her head bitterly in the next second.

"He is a Potter!"

"Yeah, he is a Potter!"

That makes it even more impossible.

A little Death Eater and the savior's brother? Truly worlds apart.

Becky lowered her head.

What house could a Potter be sorted into? Gryffindor, of course!

Countless Potters are in Gryffindor.

This kid should be no exception.

Right, and that Harry Potter is also in Gryffindor.

The two of them should be considered reunited, right?

Speaking of which, that kid was with Harry Potter before, and was waiting foolishly for Harry Potter outside.

This little brat hasn't seen Harry Potter? Also, he looks thinner and smaller than Harry Potter.

Where exactly did Dumbledore throw him before? Becky frowned.

But she immediately told herself not to think about the Potter little brat anymore!

The little brat will have no intersection with her in the future! They are people from two worlds!

Becky raised her head expressionlessly.

She looked around at the Slytherin students; her future is only these people.

She thought a lot, but felt she didn't think of anything.

Just thinking and thinking, she found that the Potter little brat hadn't finished sorting yet.

This time is too long, right?

Could it be that the Potter little brat has no magic, so Mr. Sorting Hat is preparing to drive him back?

Becky thought with ill intent.

Then.

"Slytherin!"

What?

Slytherin?

"No way? The Potter family produced a Slytherin?"

Bulstrode was shocked.

Then he looked at Becky and asked suspiciously: "Don't tell me your charm is so great that you hooked him here?"

Heh!

Becky sneered.

She didn't answer.

Because she was watching the Potter little brat looking at Harry Potter with red eyes.

He seemed to want Potter's approval.

Pity he didn't get his wish.

Finally, he dragged his heavy footsteps to the dining table.

He sat next to Malfoy.

Cassandra sat on the other side.

Cassandra... Becky closed her eyes.

She withdrew her gaze.

What does the Potter little brat being sad have to do with her?

"Aren't you going to find Potter? He is about to be taken away by Miss Vole, right?"

Bulstrode said suddenly.

Becky only then realized that it was time to leave.

She watched the little brat walking next to Cassandra and subconsciously grabbed him.

She pulled him to her side.

Looking at his happy eyes, Becky suddenly thought of the suspicion Bulstrode mentioned.

This kid, could he really have been hooked to Slytherin by her? Should, should not be, right?

Becky thought uncertainly.

Clearly, when the result of this little brat's sorting came out, he was extremely sad.

But she thought of something else.

Mr. Sorting Hat actually cares a lot about the subconscious.

If this guy subconsciously wanted to come over, then the Sorting Hat would also send him over.

Forget it, forget it, don't care about that much.

She should first let this guy prepare for the prefect selection.

Looking at this guy's appearance, it doesn't look like he knows.

She should kindly tell him.

However, he doesn't know magic?

Before school started for so long, didn't he try any spells in the book?

Alright, with such a simple and silly look, the school didn't let him try, it seems he doesn't "Then use your fists to hit them!"

Beat them until they cry, isn't that it!

Slytherin must be ruthless; if not ruthless, how can one be popular?

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