Change the world from Hogwarts

Mrs. Pince's voice was not loud, but her vulture-like eyes could still scare people into speechlessness.

As long as you have studied in the library, you will definitely be in awe of the managers here.

Unfortunately, Ravenclaw is a frequent visitor to the library, and for these young eagles who have not yet learned to leave the school and fly alone, Mrs. Pince is definitely not inferior to Professor Snape, and even better than the administrator.

Filch's even more terrifying presence.

Penello couldn't help but become nervous, and Michael even lost the ability to speak.

No matter how domineering and bossy he was when he faced Isobel before, he has lost that remaining strength now.

"It's just...just."

Several times in succession, he seemed to want to say something, but could not speak at all.

In the end, it was prefect Penello who came to the rescue.

"It's nothing, ma'am, it's just some internal arrangements and disagreements within the college."

"Um."

Glancing at the always well-behaved girl, Mrs. Pince nodded slowly.

"I understand the conflicts within the college and the conflicts between you students, but whether you are discussing studies, courses or Quidditch, I don't want you to disturb other students. Do you understand?"

"Of course I understand, Mrs. Pince."

"If you don't come to the library to read, just leave."

Mrs. Pingsi said calmly.

Although the feather duster hasn't fallen yet, it is already a clear expulsion.

And Penello really had no intention of staying in the library anymore. She just reached out and patted Michael and the others on their shoulders.

"let's go."

"but……"

He seemed to still be a little unwilling, but Penello did not give him a chance to continue to 'talk arrogantly'.

"What buts, there are no buts..."

They just left, and the noise in the library ended there.

However, Isobel did not leave directly.

She originally came here for the library, so there was no need to change her schedule.

"Madam, I'm here to return the book."

She spoke, and then handed a book to Mrs. Pince.

"Um."

When her eyes turned to Isobel, Mrs. Pince's original stern gaze also softened.

"Do you want to borrow anything else?"

"some."

Isobel just smiled enthusiastically.

"This is the approval note from Professor McGonagall. I would like to borrow this book."

"Um……"

After taking a look at the contents on the approval note, Mrs. Pingsi's expression suddenly became strange.

[Due to Isobel McDougal's excellent academic performance and good performance, the loan of "Human Metamorphosis" is hereby approved]

"This book……"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, someone just returned this book today."

"Well, I know, so I came to borrow it today."

In an understatement, she seemed to have said something.

Mrs. Pingsi was stunned and couldn't help but look at a boy who hadn't found his seat yet, and his eyelids were twitching wildly.

Which personality is this woman out there today?

Before Connor could think deeply, he saw Isobel turning around generously and waved, not caring about other people's eyes at all.

"You are also in the library."

"Um."

In fact, Mrs. Pince had not had time to take back the book "Human Metamorphosis", and Isobel picked up the book very quickly.

After signing her name on the list, she quickly walked to the shore of Connor.

"Did you find a seat?"

"No, there seem to be a lot of people in the library during this time."

Looking around, the entire library is not actually overcrowded, but most of the tables are occupied.

They are either occupied by groups or by twos and threes. Those who are alone exude the aura of keeping strangers away, making it impossible for people to approach.

"If I can't find a place, I actually plan to go back to the lounge."

"Hey, if there's no seat, you can come to my place."

Cedric said.

Neither he nor Qiu Zhang seemed to mind this, but Connor hesitated.

"I think it's better if we don't disturb them, what do you think?"

Isobel said.

"I happen to know someone here."

After also patrolling the library, she zeroed in on someone.

"Come with me."

Just following her, Connor walked to a table where there was only one girl: Hermione Granger.

"Hermione, can I sit here?"

she asked with a smile.

"Yeah, okay."

After her eyes swept over Connor inexplicably, Hermione nodded slowly.

"Okay, then we'll sit here."

Seeing this scene in the library, Michael was a little angry.

"I knew that she had always been connected with that MacMab of Hufflepuff!"

The words seemed to completely place the blame on this aspect.

"Does she still have an academy in her eyes?"

For a moment, the two friends around him seemed to be moved emotionally by him, and Anthony and Terry were both filled with indignation.

But as a prefect, Penello would definitely not be able to follow them into mischief.

She even frowned unconsciously.

She didn't pay much attention to it before. When she was thinking about whether she could ask Isobel for a favor, he and a few of her friends came together.

On the surface, he seemed to be showing a warm-hearted attitude and said he was here to persuade, but in fact, his words were filled with a arrogant and bossy attitude.

And what Isobel said before...

"Kona, let me ask you, is what Isobel said before true?"

Thinking of this, Penello couldn't help but ask.

"Did you really unite to isolate her?"

"Huh? Then...those."

Michael, who was still angry at first, suddenly stumbled over his words.

"It's not to that point. Even though she was clearly having conflicts before, she still got close to the Hufflepuff people, and then..."

"I'm just asking you if you are!"

"It's really not to that point. It's just because she goes her own way and doesn't care about the conflicts and dignity between colleges at all, so I just want to teach her a lesson in this regard."

He is only an 11-year-old child, and his words and deeds are not considered mature in all aspects.

And how far can a lesson spoken from a child's mouth go?

At best, it's just some minor conflicts, quarrels, etc., or even a fight at worst, but what about the bigger picture?

Because I don’t have a concept or foundation for these things, it won’t be a surprise whatever happens.

"Apologise to her."

Penello said.

"Why...why? Those things have been in the past for a long time, and she never mentioned them again."

"If you haven't mentioned it, does that mean you haven't done it?"

Penello said sternly.

"I originally thought that I should be able to concentrate on the exam... It seems that I have to find a way to rectify the internal atmosphere of the college."

"...Yes, I understand."

Michael muttered.

However, he still looked a little unconvinced.

However, no matter what he thought in his heart, Isobel didn't care.

"It's just a bunch of idiots..."