LRAB Chapter 163 Violent Speech! Indiscriminate Attack on Everyone!
Chapter 163 Violent Speech! Indiscriminate Attack on Everyone!
Dudley waved his hand, dispelling the spatial portal and allowing the water dragon to continue hovering above the Slytherin table.
His irony was particularly powerful against the backdrop of the enormous water dragon.
Some of the small snakes that had been given water managed to cough up most of the water from their bellies and regain their mobility, but they dared not attack Dudley again. They could only tilt their heads and silently listen to Dudley's sarcastic words, revealing resentment, dissatisfaction, and stubbornness in their eyes.
Dali noticed this and shook his head slightly. It seemed that it would be difficult to correct the values of these students.
It's unclear whether the cognitive enhancement courses he and Dumbledore prepared will be effective for these little snakes whose thinking is almost fixed.
After a moment's thought, Dali continued, offering strong advice:
“You ignorant little snakes should be glad that I am different from you, and also different from your Death Eater black witch masters.”
Otherwise, I wouldn't just be letting you drink water, I'd be setting a fire! I certainly wouldn't just let you fill your stomachs with water and then let you go!
Think about it carefully!
The reason you and your fathers wanted to become dark wizards, and dared to become dark wizards, was simply because you relied on the power and status of pure-blood families in the magical world, and believed that your strength was superior to that of Mongoloid and half-blood wizards, and that you could plunder the interests of ordinary wizards.
Little do they know, the harder a spring is compressed, the more astonishing the rebound force will be. The harder you exploit, the stronger the reckoning you will face in the end.
The balance of power has now shifted, and the roles of offense and defense have changed.
Voldemort has fallen, and your Death Eater relatives in Azkaban have set an example for you. If you and your parents remain obstinate and unrepentant, your fate and destiny are unpredictable!
Dudley's words were no longer sarcastic; they were spoken calmly and full of well-intentioned advice.
But the psychological pressure on the Slytherin student who had just attacked was hundreds of times greater than when he had mocked him.
Some of them, upon hearing Dali's words, recalled the teachings their parents had given them before school started last month, and were immediately filled with a chill.
They were all soaking wet, but the sweat wasn't very noticeable.
They helped each other to their feet and glanced at the students from the other three colleges, only to find that most of them were staring at them intently, many with unfriendly looks.
Especially the Gryffindor lion cubs, their hostility tinged with a mocking pleasure.
The excitement they had felt when they cast the spell on Dali was gone; panic and lingering fear had overwhelmed them.
However, for the sake of the pure-blood family's reputation, most of them did not show their panic and fear on their faces.
Each of them forced a blank expression, not even glancing at Dudley, wanting to silently leave the Great Hall and return to the Slytherin's lounge to lick their wounds.
"Stop! Did I say you could leave?"
Suddenly, Dudley's death knell sounded behind them.
The group of small snakes froze, stopped in place, and slowly turned around with difficulty to look at Dali.
Before they could fully turn around, Dudley pointed at the Slytherin student who had called him a Mudblood, turning his robes into a foul-smelling mud garment that he couldn't remove. The effect would last for a week, with the foul stench taking effect the following morning.
He then coldly pronounced the verdict:
"This is what happens when you call someone a mud bastard! I won't dwell on the past, but from now on, if I find out again that a pure-blooded student calls someone a mud bastard, don't blame me for turning him into a stinking rotten mud man!"
Starting from this moment, the first time you curse, the transformation effect of the mud-covered clothes will last for a week; the second time, it will last for a month; the third time, it will last for a year.
If you persist in your behavior more than three times, it won't just be clothes that are deformed.
I've recently started studying the transformation of living things. If you're not afraid, feel free to give it a try!
Unlike other professors who only deduct points from the college, I have magic and methods!
You lot better watch your mouths from now on, or you'll regret it when you're covered in mud! Get out of here!
The little snakes, scolded by Dudley, quickly turned deathly pale.
Especially the senior snake who had already suffered the "muddy clothes" treatment was now filled with regret and was on the verge of collapse.
He looked down at the mud that he couldn't get off his body no matter how hard he tried, feeling utterly hopeless. He didn't dare look at anyone else, and with his head down and face covered, he slunk ahead of everyone else and ran quickly toward the auditorium door.
The other wet little snakes quickly followed suit and ran out of the auditorium together.
Seeing their nemesis being tormented so badly, the Gryffindor lion cubs finally couldn't help but let out loud and piercing laughter.
Hearing the laughter, the little snakes slithered even faster.
"Enough! What's so funny!"
After the group of snakes left, Dudley gave a loud shout, startling the lion cubs of the Gryphon. They all turned around and looked at Dudley on the platform.
Dali explained bluntly: "You must understand, it was I who defeated them, not you!"
To put it bluntly, those forty-odd little snakes are currently the most outstanding students at Hogwarts!
If it were your other three academies, could you assemble a team with the corresponding combat strength?
The term "Mudblood" isn't new, is it? And Slytherin's pure-blood students haven't been insulting Muggle-blood wizards for just the first time, have they? Why are they so arrogant? Isn't it because you're weak?!
Hogwarts is a place to learn magic and become stronger. It's the same school, the same teachers, the same textbooks and teachings, so why are they able to bully you?
Yes, pure-blood families have some magical inheritance, and their starting point is higher than yours.
But don't forget that Hogwarts' library is the largest treasure trove of magical knowledge in the entire wizarding world, and Hogwarts professors will not refuse students' questions about magic, not even the sharp-tongued and grumpy Professor Snape.
Such a precious opportunity, with you every day, have you made good use of it?
If you make good use of it, why are you still the ones being bullied most of the time?
Are you saying your talents are inferior to those of so-called purebloods? Have you cultivated your magic to the limit of your bloodline, with no further advancement possible?
You can say some Slytherin students are bad, but you can't laugh at them for being bad. In terms of self-discipline and ambition, they far surpass you!
And it's not just your generation that's like this; it's been like this for many generations.
It could even be said that the rampant dark wizards, the Death Eater riots, and Voldemort's dark rule ultimately stemmed from the fact that the enemy was working too hard, while you failed to cherish the precious learning opportunities!
Headmaster Dumbledore is over a hundred years old, and most of the professors at Hogwarts are in their forties or fifties.
You are the hope of the magical world, the future of the white wizarding faction! Stop living in a dream world and entrusting your fate to others!
Courage without strength is recklessness, ambition without strength is delusion, intelligence without strength is helplessness, and kindness without strength will only hurt yourself!
Do you... understand?!