Pure Blood Glory at Hogwarts

"You think that Humphrey's status is humble, and he is someone you can look down on. Then I or Draco can also look down on you. So your feeling now is the same as Humphrey's feeling. Are you happy?"

Luke asked with a smile.

Blaise's face was livid, but he couldn't speak.

"The same goes for everyone else," Luke glanced at everyone present, those who stared at him with sharp eyes, those who looked at him with gentle eyes, "If your bloodline is more noble than others, Then if you can bully other people unscrupulously, then at least half of you should lick my shoes."

"If you don't want to, then you have to resist me. If you can't resist me, do you really want to lick my shoes?"

"how is this possible!"

A tall, burly senior with big teeth and gray eyes stared menacingly at Luke.

"Even if I die, I can't accept such an insult!"

Following his opening, all the little snakes nodded in unison.As proud as they are, how could they do such a despicable thing.

Luke felt genuine satisfaction watching the pride and unyielding look on their faces.

Unlike some old nobles who had already knelt down and their knees were weak, the Slytherin in front of him, whose main body was noble students, had not been overwhelmed by power and knelt down.Here it is, then, to drive the nails into their legs.In this way, they can accept the subsequent transformation.

"Yes! You should resist! Do your best to defeat those who oppress us! For the glory of the ancestors flowing in your blood, and for the glory of your own souls."

"The greatness in blood is the efforts of our ancestors! But what about us? Are we going to lie on the merits of our ancestors and wait to die?"

"I don't want it! Shouldn't the ancestors be proud of us?!"

The voice came from another corner of the auditorium.That's the Hufflepuff table.It was a boy with chestnut hair who spoke.Malfoy knew him, Ernie MacMillan, also a standard pure-blood nobleman.

"So, bullying the weak and fearing the powerful, is this something that can make the ancestors feel proud?!"

Luke asked.

"No! Only the weak will bully the weaker!"

From the Ravenclaw table, a senior girl called out.

"Then, self-styled, ignorant and stubborn, is this something that can make the ancestors feel proud?!"

"Why didn't the ancestor crawl out of the family cemetery and strangle you?"

Fred Weasley expressed his opinion in a joking tone.This made some students laugh.But Ron, who was sitting next to him, found that his brother's eyes were full of seriousness.He seemed to really approve of what Luke had said.

"So, Blaise," Luke finally looked at the boy, but at this time Blaise no longer showed any anger, "tell me, greedy for vanity and following others, this is what makes the ancestors feel proud something?"

"No, it's not..." Blaise said a little sluggishly.

"So, here's what Draco and I want to tell you."

Malfoy couldn't help but shiver when he heard this.

What's wrong with me?

"If you want to be a nobleman respected by everyone, then don't proclaim the greatness of your ancestors all day. What we should do is to make ourselves the pride of our ancestors, and even become the first generation of nobles in the eyes of everyone. What we want to pursue It's your own greatness!"

"Do you want to be the gravekeepers guarding the cemetery of the ancestors, or the pioneers in pursuit of the road to glory!"

When he said this, Luke's eyes turned to Malfoy on the opposite side.

Following the guidance of his gestures and eyes, everyone's eyes were also focused on Malfoy.

Draco got the spotlight moment he wanted.And the moment Luke looked at him, he also really felt the boiling blood in his body.

"Of course it is to become a pioneer! Create glory again! Recast glory!"

Like Luke, he stood up and shouted, his face flushed with excitement.

So Luke smiled and held out his hand to him.Malfoy, on the other hand, took his hand seriously.The state of the two of them at this moment seemed to have reached some kind of sacred covenant.

At the first place, crisp applause rang out.Then there was applause like a sea tide and thunder in the auditorium, and it sounded like a landslide.

Most of the students' faces were full of excitement, as if they were witnessing history at this moment.

"Minerva, the child you brought back doesn't seem to be very similar to what you said." Snape said to Professor McGonagall while applauding, "This looks like a typical careerist and politician. .”

Professor McGonagall's face remained unchanged: "I still insist on my judgment, this is a very good child."

With that said, Professor McGonagall glanced at the person in the middle who led the applause again.

Dumbledore had a proud smile on his face at this time, but his eyes were deep, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Harry looked at the two people who received everyone's cheers, and for a moment envy filled his heart again.Not only them, but now the three who answered Luke's question were also applauded by everyone at the table of their own college.Fred was very helpful. While joking, he looked at Luke with a special light in his eyes.

"If only I could stand up and talk just now, but I'm a Muggle wizard..."

The speech just now seems to have a closer relationship with the pure-blood nobles. Although there are some things about resistance and non-discrimination, it can be said that it is aimed at all wizards, but the follow-up glory, glory and the like don't seem to have much to do with him relation.

"You are also a pure blood. Harry, you can stand up." Percy heard Harry's words and said with a smile: "Your Potter family is also a well-known pure blood family in the wizarding world. Although it has not become a holy 28 family, it cannot be regarded as a top-level nobleman."

Harry looked at Percy in surprise, and couldn't help asking, "Really?"

"Of course it's true... Uh, but, Harry, pure-blood nobles are not as good as what Gaunt just said. Of course, maybe things will change in the future."

Percy hesitated for a moment, then looked at Luke's figure, and said to Harry.

Beside Luke, Taylor looked at his back, as if seeing some cherished magical animal, his eyes were full of curiosity and desire to explore.

Malfoy was still enjoying everyone's applause and cheers.It felt like getting lost in the waves of cheers.

And the corner of Luke's mouth outlines a subtle smile.

Draco Malfoy, already hooked.