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Chapter 201 Malfoy Growth 2

(Thanks to Eternal Super King, the reward and support of the seventh branch of the future agency)

On the first night of Yanan, Malfoy had probably the fullest dinner in his life. He never thought that the unscrupulous professor's maid would be so delicious, nor did he think that he would be such a tired day... Unfortunately, after half an hour, he vomited it all out.

There is a state of mind called "Fear". He was flew all over the sky with a wizard's robe, and used a steel whip to scoop the crow with two and a half meters long, watching the hand-to-hand battle with flesh and blood. He was shot at Father Gascoin at close range to witness the battle between Leeds and werewolf beasts (the priest beast). All of these things can make Malfoy, who appears arrogant and domineering but actually weak, burst into tears on the spot. All of them are shocked by Leeds's coldness and ruthlessness, Malfoy could only bite the bullet and the panic that could not come at that time flocked to him during the night when he was alone, and finally showed it in the form of "tears" and "pain".

However, he had to go to Yanan again tomorrow. Malfoy was sure that even if he was shaking his hands and legs were weak due to hunger, the unscrupulous professor would still throw him into the pile of crows. So after vomiting enough and crying enough, Malfoy took a shower and took another wave of midnight snacks this time without vomiting again.

After having a midnight snack, Malfoy was really exhausted. He neither used the entanglement of the little girl who wanted to watch a wizard perform magic, nor did he turn on the TV that played the scene he was unfamiliar with. He fell head-on into the small house that Sakiye had built during the day and went to sleep in the small house he had built during the day... Oh, Malfoy did not forget to block the door with furniture. He was following Leeds all the time. He knew very well the mental state of Yanan residents, and he really couldn't rest assured of these madmen.

No words all night.

When he woke up the next morning, except for a fanatical nun who healed the church, who ran back to Yanan (Malfoy suspected that she was dealt with by a maid), the other Yanan residents were in peace... including Father Gascoin, who shot Malfoy and allowed him to understand the power of the "muggle weapon", he did not make any trouble with his wife and daughter.

The mental state of some residents is still improving. Perhaps after the ancient werewolf blood disappeared from their bodies, and after they escaped from the dreamlike dream, their IQ was back online? However, these Yanan residents who have been immersed in the culture promoted by the Healing Church for many years are still eager for blood in their spirits. It will probably be difficult to truly "normalize".

However, Malfoy didn't care about this. No matter how the lunatic came out of Yanan had nothing to do with him. He now only cared about himself. Malfoy, who was completely raised by his father, had such a personality. If she had changed to Hermione Granger, who had a high moral value, she would probably be trying every means to comfort these Yanan residents.

Of course, according to the principle of "close to the red one", Malfoy should be able to gradually improve his moral value under the glory of a certain god-calculated hero, and he will not be a slut for the rest of his life, but this is a gradual process that has nothing to do with him now.

After breakfast, although Malfoy wanted Merlin to pray, pray, and pray again, the miracle did not come, Leeds still dragged him into Yanan to fight the monsters, and the exciting day began again.

"Um!...Um!...Um!"

Malfoy is fighting.

Fight against your own physiological needs.

It may be because I drank too little water yesterday, or it may be because I ate too much candy before departure, anyway, his bowel movements after lunch were not smooth... Think about the Christmas holiday in total, including the time I spent on the road, I probably had to come to Yanan ten more trips, Malfoy felt that he had to make a good diet plan.

If you can, it would be better to even stabilize the excretion time between "8 pm and 8 pm". To be honest, the young master was still a little panicked in the alley of Yanan. Even though the monsters on this street had been killed by the unscrupulous professor, even when they flew over, they confirmed that there were no monsters on the roof of the building. Even if the retarded monsters would not open the door, there were unexpected situations in the sky. Who knows if any accidents would happen?

(Ha...ha...) Just like this inexplicable gasp sound coming from the third floor of a building on both sides of the alley.

"What, no, isn't it?" Malfoy, who was panicked in his heart, tried hard, and finally he ejaculated and quickly took out the toilet paper to wipe his butt.

Just as he lifted his pants and had no time to wash his hands with his magic wand, a Yanan resident broke through the window and fell on the street with a 'pound' sound.

In response to this, Malfoy subconsciously responded, "Help! Professor!!!"

However... there was no reaction.

However, after hearing this shout, the beastly patient immediately got up from the ground, turned to Malfoy, and raised the wooden stick in his hand.

"Oh my God... I'm crushed to pieces!" Yesterday's training first showed its results, and Malfoy was panicked and subconsciously shot the crushing spell.

A bunch of plasma broke out on the body of the animal-like patient, and he took two steps back, but immediately walked forward.

This is a very normal phenomenon. Different wizards cast different magic powers, and different creatures have different magic resistances. Even Dumbledore would not try to send a petrified spell to the dragon. With Malfoy's strength, the crushing spell cannot cause fatal damage to the beast-like patients with werewolf traits. He may not be able to kill the enemy even if he uses up his magic power.

but,

"No, don't come here, I, I will whip you to death!"

Malfoy still remembers that he has a second weapon, but magical life is not resistant to physical attacks.

"I said don't come over!"



"...Professor, I'm injured...Save me!" Malfoy, whose wizard robe was stained with filthy blood, ran into the house where Leeds and Remelia was pale with a pale face.

"Stop, don't get close to us who just finished shit. Also, go there and wash your hands with soap!" Leeds, who was having a dessert with Remelia, hurriedly drank the student and threw it over to "Bamen Dingxingxing".

"Huh." Malfoy needed this move. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground... Then again, he was just hit by a stick twice, not seriously injured.

Leeds asked with his head on his back, "I've only heard of someone bleeding in the stool, but I never thought that blood could spray on his body... Where did you shit?"

"I was attacked by monsters! They were the Yanan residents walking on the street!" Malfoy shouted.

"Well? Am I cleared up..." Leeds said strangely.

"It jumped out of the building... Woooo, I almost died in the alley." Malfoy cherished the hunter's cane. This thing saved his life. After returning home, he must be regarded as a family heirloom!

"Oh... I'll find a safer place to poop in the future." Leeds said as if nothing had happened, "Also, wash my hands."

"...Oh." Malfoy responded angrily. Anyway, he had never expected the unscrupulous professor to comfort himself.

"Hehe~" Remelia, opposite the dining table, giggled.

"Well, eat yours quietly." Leeds, who secretly kicked Remelia under the table, said with a stern face.
Chapter completed!
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