Chapter 463 "Something Happened in The Train"

In Henry's view, as long as he laughs at the poor boy, he will be satisfied. He has done too many things like this since he was a child. Although his father often said that he was a bit stupid.

He thought, 'Isn't the reason why my father worked so hard to make money to be superior to others?'

Henry had thought about it. As long as he showed that kind of expression again, that kid would definitely rush up to him and beat him.

When the time comes, these two of his followers will deal with them. Originally, Henry was very excited when he thought of this plan. But he was just curious: if his fist fell on those poor children, would he feel happier?

It's just that his plan got off to a bad start because of Capone's expression, and Henry, who was only good at provocative words, didn't know what to do next.

Looking at them, who didn't respond, Capone felt a little weird. He took a step forward and said, "If there is nothing else, you can go out."

The two followers brought by Henry glanced at each other. They were confused that the situation was not as they expected.

Henry took half a step back, gritted his teeth, and said loudly, "Hey, Mudblood! I'm talking here. Who allowed you to speak?"

Capone paused, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at him, "What did you say just now?"

Henry laughed, "Poor little Mudblood. Hogwarts shouldn't have sent you a letter for someone like you."

Capone took a deep breath, with a trace of anger on his face, "I advise you to take your words back."

"What's the matter? You're mad about it? Wow, I'm so scared." Henry pretended to be scared, but the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.

Capone took a step closer, the anger in his eyes almost overflowing, "You are not welcome here. When I get to school, I will report you to the professors."

"The Professors?" Henry sneered. Would Mudbloods know Hogwarts professors? Oh, you want to use Mr. Wallup as your backing. I'm sorry. He's just a Mudblood in the fifth grade as well. What's your name again? Forget it, don't worry about it, Mr. Poor. There's nothing you can do at all in this situation."

At this moment, Capone's face was completely gloomy. His fake, angry expression is working. In half a month of studying with Sean, he has learned to hide his true emotions well in order to confuse the enemy.

However, he used this word to insult the person he respected the most, and Capone's anger was apparent.

"Capone, Calm down. Mr. Wallup won't want you to become like this all of a sudden". Capone kept reminding himself in his heart, but the anger in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Henry was still talking, "I saw your suitcase, Capone Roman? It's not a very good name, but I can understand that. After all, as a Mudblood, you don't know much about the wizarding world. If you really know, you will know that Sean Wallup couldn't even do anything in front of the noblest pure-blood family in here."

He hid behind his follower and poked his head out, "This is the truth. I think you should thank me for giving you this information."

Capone sneered, "But that day, I saw someone's father run away."

Henry snorted disdainfully, "Talking big while you don't have the qualifications to say so? Every Mudblood sounds the same, huh? You might want to show off those words to your Mudblood master later."

Capone's fists were clenched, and the gloom in his eyes was even worse. Henry was excited. Capone took a deep breath, his eyes looking slightly out of the window, and then took a step forward.

"I will not allow anyone to insult Mr. Wallup in front of me." Capone said angrily and took out his wand.

Henry's eyes lit up. Although he was not very smart, he grew up in a wizard's family and had a higher starting point than most people. For someone who hasn't formally enrolled in one of the four major schools, what spells can he use during the summer vacation by relying on his own studies?

The spell cast by him would probably be as bad as an ant's sting.

Thinking of this, he said excitedly, "He was the one who made the first move, beat him up!"

The two followers, who had been waiting for a word from the boss, walked towards Capone with grins. Just as the atmosphere was tense, the door was opened.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Several people in the carriage looked out together, and a group of people was coming. They were all wearing the school robe of the third grade, headed by a black-haired boy who looked very rebellious.

"Uh oh." An idea popped up in Henry's mind immediately.

Henry wouldn't be able to fight in front of the third-grade students, and the group of students in front of him didn't look too easy to mess with. Just when Henry thought about it, he heard a cry of pain behind him. Henry turned his head quickly but saw that his two followers were holding hands and crying in pain.

Henry was not surprised but delighted.

Thinking of this, he immediately said loudly, "We met before, and I wanted to talk to him, but I didn't expect him to learn a magic spell by himself and even do it to my friend!"

Melanie immediately retorted, "You are talking nonsense. You came to provoke Capone, and you also insulted Mr. Wallup!"

Hearing what Melanie said, a large group of third graders immediately pricked up their ears. The breath on his body was swept away, and his expression became unfriendly.

Henry quickly retorted, "I never said that! I swear to God!"

He never staggered when he lied, and they had no way of catching him lying. Besides, why should these third-grade students trust Roman?

Several third-year students came forward with gloomy faces. They looked at each other. The leader asked coldly, "Who is telling the truth?"

Henry nodded quickly and said, "Of course it's me, senior. Why should I insult Mr. Wallup for no reason? I'm not familiar with that person."

Capone narrowed his eyes.

The third-grade students outside looked a little uncertain, and the leading boy said, "My name is Ryder. Although I don't have the power to judge like a prefect, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cgapone took out a voice recorder from his pocket. He pressed the play button, and what Henry said just now clearly reached everyone's ears.

"After all, as a Mudblood, you don't know much about the wizarding world. If you really know, you will know that Sean Wallup couldn't even do anything in front of the noblest pure-blood family in here."

"Every Mudblood sounds the same, huh? You might want to show off those words to your Mudblood master later."

Henry stared dumbfounded at the recording. He didn't know when Roman did such a thing and why that thing could clearly emit its own voice.

Bram and the other students had completely gloomy faces. They moved towards the entrance and stared at Henry with very unfriendly eyes.

Henry gulped, and before he could speak, he heard another painful cry from his companion behind him. Capone was holding up his wand, and the two followers knelt on the ground, covering their hands.

Capone aimed at Henry again. Henry found that he had been trapped in the middle of two groups, and both parties seemed angry.

Bram walked up to Henry and looked down at him: "How dare you be so rude to Mr. Wallup?"

"Don't do anything. You are only in your third year, and you will spend several years at Hogwarts in the next few years. I will warn you to my friend Draco Malfoy!"

Bram sneered, "Draco Malfoy? It's useless even if Lucius Malfoy came in person."

"What do you mean? The Malfoy family is the largest and most powerful family of pure-blood wizards in the UK. He and I are friends, and he is also the prefect of Slytherin House!"

Bram stared at Henry with disgust and snorted coldly, not to talk nonsense with this person anymore.

"Take him away." He said to the people behind him.

"Don't come..." Henry was a bit afraid and a spell hit him making him feel like he was struck by lightning.

Bram was slightly surprised about the caster of the spell. When he was like him in this period or even when he was studying at Hogwarts, it was impossible for him to use such a powerful spell.

No wonder Sean looked at him differently. Bram silently remembered the boy's appearance and name firmly.

The freshman who can make Sean know him personally before must be someone Sean values ​​very much or someone close to Sean. But no matter what his identity is, he must have a good relationship with him.

He didn't expect to encounter such a thing when he was walking around. When they learned that Capone was being bullied and this student named Henry insulted Sean's words, the third-grade students were already angry.

They respectfully refer to Sean as a professor. How dare he call their professor like that?

Moreover, the recording pen in Capone's hand can be used as evidence. The third-grade students swarmed into the room and carried Henry and his two followers out.

As for Capone attacking him with magic spells, they would turn a blind eye. They are ready to take these three students and give them a little "lesson"."

Melanie went from angry to surprised to confused. She saw Capone use a spell to knock down Henry, and the seniors in the third grade took the three of them away.

"Capone?" She looked suspiciously at him.

Capone had just greeted the third-grade seniors. After hearing Melanie's voice, he turned his head and spread his hands.

"It wasn't my intention, but Henry went too far. The third-grade seniors happened to come over, so I just went with the flow."