System experience officer

Chapter 2296. The Copying System 13

Han Zifeng chimed in, adding insult to injury: "Right, right, right, the Weasleys don't even know how to fight back when they're being hit. Your excuse is inadequate. Even saying they started by swearing is more convincing than saying they started by hitting. The one who hits first must be Gryffindor. The one who swears is usually Slytherin. The one who fights back when they're hit must be Hufflepuff. The one who retreats immediately when they sense something's wrong is definitely Ravenclaw. That's the normal reaction."

Snape looked at her speechlessly: "Don't you have some kind of misunderstanding?"

Zi Feng retorted, "You, the Snake King, are mostly just cursing. You guys fight with your brains. Those who just throw punches are definitely Gryffindor scum. You can't use the shame of Gryffindor to judge all the little monsters, can you?"

Snape decided to find someone else to talk to. Zi Feng waved his hand, and everyone looked at the slow-motion animation that appeared in the air. Then everyone was speechless. The first one to make a move was not from Gryffindor, but a toad that jumped over.

Zi Feng remarked, "Isn't this Neville's toad?"

Neville saw the toad: "Oh no, Rafer."

Zi Feng calmly said to Snape, "Help me catch him."

Snape waved dismissively, and Rafer was forcibly sent flying back. Snape then tossed the toad to Neville after their parting. Surprisingly, the Snake King's demeanor was quite reliable. He angrily dragged Draco and the other two away. Zifeng laughed heartily, "Hahahaha!"

When they arrived at Hogwarts, they began the sorting process. Zifeng chuckled and complained, "You're so dirty! Doesn't anyone want to wash you? You're an old thing, don't you even have the right to a hat?"

Zifeng put on the tattered hat, and then, without even thinking, the hat blurted out, "Azkaban!" Even Snape coughed this time. Sure enough, this kid was assigned to Azkaban, wasn't he?

Zi Feng immediately became unhappy. She grabbed the hat, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it repeatedly, cursing, "You damn lousy hat, what are you being so cheap for? Azkaban, who do you think you are? I'll teach you to be cheap, I'll teach you to be cheap, I'll teach you to be cheap..."

Suddenly, even Snape broke into laughter. No wonder, this kid was here to make us laugh, wasn't he? Everyone was a little horrified. No, no, the old bat laughed! The real old bat laughed! Something strange was about to happen.

In the end, the hat reluctantly sent this guy to Gryffindor because Slytherin couldn't handle such a volatile child! Gryffindor, with its active challenges and reckless behavior, was more suitable for this child.

On the Gryffindor side, everyone was whistling happily. Zi Feng was also having a good time whistling along. Snape immediately covered his face, feeling that this group was even more unreliable. As it turned out, there were even more unreliable ones.

Zi Feng discovered that the purebloods here were all quite sarcastic, so before evening, a team battle between the four houses began, leaving everyone speechless. Not to mention the first-year students, even the seventh-year students couldn't suppress the Gryffindors who were caught up in the frenzy.

Hufflepuff mostly watched, while Ravenclaw quickly sought help from their teachers. Zifeng even stuck his wand in his hair, grabbed a stool to clear a path, one stool for each child. The Gryffindors realized that this berserker had face blindness and promptly activated their auto-dodge.

The Hufflepuff badger was still cheering, truly embodying the unreliable spirit. Soon, the sixth-year Slytherin arrived, only to be knocked down with a single stool, demonstrating the principle of fairness and impartiality.

When a group of teachers arrived, and Professor McGonagall cast a spell on Zi Feng, Zi Feng teleported behind McGonagall, raising a stool to smash him. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was a seasoned veteran and immediately transformed into a cat to escape. Zi Feng was also hit by Dumbledore's spell. Then, everyone was instantly embarrassed. A group of young wizards also realized the problem: why were they the only ones getting beaten up? Was this kid's magic resistance really that high?

Zi Feng, already enraged, looked at the spot where Dumbledore had hit her and her temper flared up. She blurted out, "Damn it, don't think I won't beat you just because you're old! You little brat, you dare hit me?" Her eyes instantly turned into the vertical pupils of a snake, and the snake tail she conjured lashed out at Dumbledore, sending the old man flying in an instant.

Snape covered his face and complained, "Didn't I tell you not to mess with him? Ladies, calm down, calm down, can someone explain to me why there's a group fight?"

When Zi Feng saw Snape, he suddenly stopped, scratched his head, and asked, "Who just flew away?"

Snape slapped his forehead and said, "Dumbledore. What's going on? Why are they fighting?"

Zi Feng scratched his head and started rummaging through his memories. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Oh, the purebloods in your academy are so foul-mouthed. I figured even if they're brats, we shouldn't kill them. So I just put them on a bench to make up for their childhood."

Snape took a deep breath: "Then why did it escalate to a group fight?"

George chimed in, "Gryffindor can't abandon their classmates; there are a whole group of them."

Zi Feng quipped, "You guys just want to finish me off, don't you?"

Fred: "Opportunity knocks but once."

Snape was even angrier. Zifeng asked curiously, "Wait, why are you the one speaking up?"

Snape: "Oh, you just happened to realize what I was saying. McGonagall, you should just use the chair to cover yourself up. Dumbledore, you just flew back from there."

Zi Feng scratched his head awkwardly and complained, "How old are you? Don't you know you shouldn't get involved in a fight?"

Dumbledore: "Your magic resistance is that high?"

Zi Feng retorted, "No, our Nuwa clan are the ancestors of magic users, okay? Nuwa is basically the second most powerful being in the world. Besides, every Nuwa has accumulated a lot of merit. You bunch of mortals really can't break through my defenses. To me, you're not much different from Muggles. Your wizarding heritage is incredibly weak, okay?"

Snape glanced at the group of Slytherin students slumped over, pointed at Malfoy, and asked, "Tell me, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Draco was genuinely nervous right now. It was impossible for him not to feel guilty after all; he was a genius who had sent Dumbledore flying with a single swipe of his tail. As the Head of Slytherin, seeing a group of guilty-looking guys, he understood immediately that they hadn't said anything nice.

Ron, on the other hand, fully demonstrated what it means to be a fearless Gryffindor: "They called Sue and Hermione Mudbloods and said a lot of nasty things. Even Percy's intervention couldn't stop them, which is why a fight broke out."

Zi Feng silently gave Ron a thumbs up. What a warrior! Saying those three words in front of Snape was just asking for trouble. Zi Feng rolled her eyes: "See, they pulled out the little sticks while we were talking, so I swung a chair at them. They deserve a perfect childhood." The group fell silent. Everyone suddenly realized, "This time, Gryffindor has produced a superhero, hasn't it?"