A Certain Scientific Harry Potter

As fellow pure-blood first-years in Slytherin, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott exchanged a glance before simultaneously responding to Malfoy's call and drawing their wands.

Just as Malfoy had said, they had actually been fed up with Harry for a long time.

It was just that they knew they were no match for Harry, so they had always pushed Malfoy to the front to draw fire, never daring to provoke Harry directly.

But today was different.

Today, what was about to happen here was a war to uphold the dignity of bloodlines, a declaration of war and a trial by Slytherin, who took pride in their pure blood, against the fallen Harry Granger!

Therefore, they would definitely win!

"I'm in too!"

"Count me in!"

"Don't underestimate Slytherin and pure-blood wizards!!"

At this moment, there were clearly no shortage of Slytherin freshmen harboring the same thoughts as Zabini and Nott. Once the major pure-blood leaders of Slytherin all took action, a large-scale alignment began to follow.

The logic that there is safety in numbers and that the law cannot punish the masses holds true everywhere, and besides, Malfoy had said he would take responsibility if anything happened.

Thus, in the end, except for one or two truly timid fellows, almost all the male first-years of Slytherin House—whether for the sake of so-called bloodline honor or simply under pressure from Malfoy and his cronies—raised their wands against Harry!

Even among the girls, several were itching to join in!

Things had gotten serious!!

At this moment, the Slytherin students had completely transformed into venomous snakes beginning their hunt, frantically flicking their tongues of various colors at Harry!

"Hmph!"

Facing the barrage of various spells raining down on him, Harry used his agile reflexes to roll across the ground, easily flashing out of the area covered by the spells.

"Harry, over here!!"

At the same time, Hermione ran toward Harry at the first opportunity, wanting to hand the holly wand to him.

This bunch of Slytherins were all crazy!

Hermione no longer had time to worry about how this would end; the only thing on her mind right now was that Harry must not be hurt by them!

"Don't even think about getting past!"

However, just as Hermione tried to rendezvous with Harry, Pansy Parkinson, who had always been close to Malfoy, blocked her path with two other Slytherin girls.

"Hermione?!" Seeing this while dodging spells, Harry immediately abandoned the idea of getting the wand from Hermione and simultaneously turned to put distance between himself and her.

He realized he had miscalculated; the fact that several Slytherin girls would get involved and cause Hermione to be implicated was something Harry hadn't anticipated.

But with Hermione's strength, as long as she had her wand, that bunch of people like Pansy wouldn't cause her any trouble at all!

So, it was better to leave the holly wand for Hermione to protect herself. As for himself... anyway, the offensive spells that this group of Slytherin first-years could master were quite limited; he could handle it completely.

If all else failed, wasn't there still the Obscurus~

"This... how did things turn out like this? Everyone, hurry and help Harry; he can't face so many people alone!"

Ron, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that Harry was being targeted by nearly ten wands at once and was suddenly so anxious he didn't know what to do.

But after he desperately called out to those around him, the students of Gryffindor House had no intention of getting involved at all; many even retreated directly into the corners, clearly not wanting to be implicated.

This was hardly surprising. It hadn't even been a month since the first-years enrolled, and most of the Slytherin students might have already been familiar with each other due to family connections before entering Hogwarts, so naturally, they appeared more united than Gryffindor.

As for these Gryffindors who hadn't even fully gotten to know each other yet—they hadn't even thought about standing up for Neville from their own house just moments ago—how could they possibly come to help the 'meddlesome' Harry and Hermione now?

However, Ron Weasley didn't think that way.

"You bunch of despicable Slytherins, what kind of skill is it to bully Harry because he doesn't have a wand? If you've got guts, come at me!!"

Ever since their brief encounter on the train, Ron had been looking for a chance to thank Harry, so he bravely stood out, determined to help Harry deal with this bunch of bastards led by Malfoy!

And as he took action, the atmosphere between Hermione and Pansy Parkinson had long since become tense.

"Move out of the way!" Hermione shouted coldly.

"Heh, looks like you're in a hurry~" Pansy sneered sharply. "Caring so much about that guy... you two shouldn't just be adopted siblings, right?"

"What did you say?!" Hermione's eyes widened at these words, and she gripped her wand tighter unconsciously!

Pansy Parkinson hadn't just blocked Hermione's path; she had even maliciously speculated about the relationship between Hermione and Harry. Such behavior had completely ignited Hermione's fury!

"I said, I won't let you pass easily to help your little lover..."

"Locomotor Wibbly!!"

Before Pansy could finish her sentence, Hermione waved her wand to lock her legs, then swung a fist directly into her chin!

Physical Silence Spell; Hermione was gradually becoming Harry-fied~

Kicking Pansy's wand away, Hermione ignored the screaming and cursing Pansy and turned to look at the other two Slytherin girls blocking her path.

"I'll say it again... move out of the way!!"

"Uh..." The two Slytherin girls shivered in terror and scurried off to the side.

At this moment, in their eyes, Hermione's brown hair was standing on end, stimulated by her magic, looking just like a lioness ready to go berserk at any moment!

How could ordinary humans resist a lioness, especially one that was in heat... no, one that had gone mad~

After shaking off the interference from Pansy and the others, Hermione continued to run, soon closing the distance to Ron who was ahead!

However, just at that moment, the vile-minded Crabbe suddenly turned his wand in a different direction!

"A Mudblood and a disgrace to the Pure-blood Wizarding world, don't even think about getting in the way! Incendio!!"

The suddenly erupted spell carved a long line of fire across the playground, instantly cutting Hermione off behind a wall of flames!

Ron, who had barely managed to scramble through the fire wall, had no time to celebrate before he realized Crabbe's wand was already pressed against his head!

"Oh no..."

Yet, just as Ron was anxiously searching for a way to escape, a dull thud suddenly sounded from behind Crabbe, and immediately after, the gorilla-like boy collapsed to the ground with his eyes rolled back.

"Is that... Harry?!"

Standing behind the fallen Crabbe was Harry, his face covered in a layer of frost!

At this moment, he seemed to be wrapped in invisible, raging winds that whipped his hair about, and in Harry's hand, Ron noticed a blood-stained brick!!

Chapter 47: Some Things Come at a Price

Seeing this scene, Ron was truly terrified by Harry.

The wild winds surrounding him seemed like a living, tangible entity; the spells cast by Malfoy and the others couldn't even touch his body before they were extinguished into nothingness by the gale.

As for his hand... seriously, bricking someone from behind? Is this really the way a wizard is supposed to fight?!

"Hey, get up~" Harry weighed the brick in his hand and extended his free hand toward Ron, who was sitting dazed on the ground.

I have to say, the 'weapon' I recently prepared is truly handy.

My great Middle Kingdom has always held the saying that 'a brick can break any martial art,' and if you don't have a brick on you for self-defense, you can't even fight with peace of mind.

It just so happened that Harry found this treasure in Filch's storeroom, so he naturally took it for himself.

Harry had originally intended to use this thing on Peeves, but he never expected to break it in on Crabbe first.

But this guy was just asking for it; who told him to not only cast spells at Hermione but also dare to spout such insults!

"Uh... Harry, I... I came to help you!" Rising from the ground with Harry's assistance, Ron's hand trembled as he gripped his wand while looking at the Slytherin boys circling them with predatory intent.

Ron realized he couldn't handle this kind of pressure at all. Malfoy and the others hadn't swarmed them yet due to Harry's sudden outburst, but even so, he still felt his legs shaking.

He couldn't imagine how Harry had managed to tangle with these opponents until now!

"Ron, I appreciate your help, but please don't interfere in my dispute with Slytherin." Harry smiled kindly at Ron while stopping him from wanting to join the fray. "If you really want to help, please lend me your wand for a moment."

"I'm fine with that... as long as you don't mind it~" Ron handed over his wand quite readily, though his expression was slightly awkward.

He was using an old wand handed down from his brother Charles, and the unicorn hair core was even starting to poke out, so while he didn't mind Harry borrowing it, he was a bit worried Harry might look down on it.

"Thank you very much, this really is a great wand~"

After listening for a moment to the call of the wand, Harry nodded gratefully at Ron, turned around, and faced the group of Slytherin students who were eyeing them menacingly!

This dispute had completely changed in nature the moment Crabbe uttered those unforgivable words toward Hermione!!

Grasping Ron's wand, Harry stopped dodging and instead strode toward the group of Slytherin boys.

His posture made it clear that he didn't take Malfoy and the others seriously at all!

"Damn you, Harry..."

"Lumos Solem!"

Goyle, who was closest to Harry and also Crabbe's good friend, waved his wand in anger, but he was caught off guard as the intense light released from the tip of Harry's wand instantly blinded him, leaving him unable to see a thing!

Immediately following this, the brick in Harry's hand flew out rapidly, slamming heavily into Goyle's chest and knocking him flat on his face on the spot!

"Petrificus Totalus!" At the same time, Harry followed up quickly, gifting Goyle a Full Body-Bind Curse at close range.

"Don't get cocky, you bastard!", "Let Goyle go!", "Take this!!"

Seeing Goyle's disastrous start, three nearby Slytherin boys rushed forward simultaneously, waving their wands at Harry with claws bared.

However, facing the three-pronged attack, Harry calmly sprinkled a handful of transparent glass marbles from his pocket, then flicked his wand repeatedly, launching the marbles like bullets!

Waddiwasi x3!

With three consecutive crisp sounds, two Slytherin boys were struck in the wrists by the marbles, causing their wands to fly out of their hands; the remaining opponent took a hit directly to the knee, stumbled, and was forced to kneel on the ground.

The gap in strength is just too wide~

Harry had been dealing with group beatings from his cousin Dudley since he was a child, faced Aurors head-on before he was ten, received plenty of remote guidance from Scamander before enrolling, and had recently honed the spells he mastered to perfection while battling Peeves!

Among this group of first-years in Slytherin... no, among the first-years of the entire school, there was absolutely no one stronger than Harry!

It could be said that Harry was the bona fide first-year dueling champion!

In the short few rounds since he had obtained Ron's wand, half of the Slytherin side had already been taken down, which inevitably struck fear into the remaining attackers.

Some of the more shrewd characters, like Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott, chose to turn and run immediately!

However... Harry wouldn't let them get away!

"Waddiwasi! Incendio!"

Two marbles struck the fugitives' legs with precision, and a line of fire completely blocked their escape route. Harry used Crabbe's own method to pay him back in kind, successfully trapping both Zabini and Nott, who had tried to flee the battle!

Harry could not allow them to escape halfway; since they had participated in today's events, they had to accept the consequences that followed!

What's more, when Crabbe uttered that unforgivable word toward Hermione, Harry had clearly seen the mocking expressions on the faces of those two!

For that alone, there was no way they were getting away with it!

"Ah!!" *2

Following two screams, the flames in front of Draco Malfoy suddenly parted, allowing him to see Zabini and Nott lying on the ground, wailing in pain.

As for Harry, he walked toward him with a cold expression, holding Ron's wand in one hand and a slightly cracked brick in the other.

"Harry... I, I warn you not to do anything rash! You... stop! Stop right there, do you hear me!!"

Draco Malfoy watched the approaching Harry in terror, his entire being uncontrollably consumed by fear.

He desperately wanted to persuade Harry to stop, but found his tongue tying itself in knots as he spoke; he wanted even more to turn and run, but felt as if his legs had been filled with lead, unable to move even an inch!

"Locomotor Wibbly." Opposite Draco Malfoy, Harry chanted the spell coldly, his gaze toward Draco Malfoy revealing pure ferocity!

"Potter... Harry Potter, you can't do this! My father is... is Lucius, a Hogwarts school governor! If you hurt me here... you will absolutely, absolutely be expelled!"

At this moment, Draco Malfoy was terrified to the point that his tongue was so knotted he could barely speak clearly; he fully sensed Harry's rage and knew that the other boy was definitely not just planning to give him a simple beating this time!!

He kept begging for mercy and issuing threats, snot and tears streaming down his face, even bringing up his father's name in the hope that Harry would stop right there.

"Waddiwasi!" However, Harry shattered his hopes completely with a single spell.

A glass marble struck his wrist, his wand fell to the ground with a clatter, and Harry stepped forward to snap the Hawthorn Wand under his foot before grabbing the other boy by the collar!

"Draco Malfoy, when you took pleasure in bullying Neville, and when Crabbe shouted that unforgivable word at Hermione, did you ever stop to think... what kind of price you would have to pay?!"