Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

As the saying goes, those who are close to red are red, and those who are close to ink are dark. Without Bell's knowledge, Hermione, who had been spending a long time with the Bell brothers, had unknowingly awakened some of the violent factors in her body.

"Uh, what, what?"

Bell, who was finally brought back to his senses, looked at his girlfriend sheepishly. He hadn't heard clearly what Hermione said before.

...Well, he confessed, he didn't listen at all.

"I said, Buckbeak did not harm Malfoy at all. We all witnessed this with our own eyes."

Hermione, who had nothing to do with her boyfriend, could only repeat what she said before.

"Having said that, Buckbeak did push Malfoy to the ground and rub it. We all witnessed this with our own eyes. So, how should we say this?"

Bell didn't know what to say either.

Strictly speaking, from an objective point of view, Buckbeak was indeed not wrong. After all, it was Malfoy who found trouble first.

However, if you look at it from the perspective of a wizard, the nature of the problem is completely different.

'A Hippogriff attacked a young wizard in public at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!'

To be honest, just this headline would qualify it to be on the front page of the Daily Prophet.

This is equivalent to a dog attacking a student in a Muggle elementary school. So, would anyone care if the student provoked the dog first?

The dog owner may care, but others won't care so much. Especially the parents of other students in this school, who only want to kill the dog.

"Bell! Which side are you on?"

Hermione stared at her boyfriend dissatisfied.

Listen, what are these words? Didn’t Professor Hagrid cry even harder?

"justice?"

"..."

"Uh, no, I mean, I'm on your side."

Seeing what his girlfriend's expression revealed, "I'll give you one last chance to reorganize your language," Bell was very decisive.

"Bell, can you think of a way to save Buckbeak?"

In fact, strictly speaking, Hermione was not familiar with Buckbeak at all, and had not even had any contact with them.

At the same time, her contact with Professor Hagrid only limited to brief exchanges during class.

So, why do I want to help Professor Hagrid and Buckbeak so much?

Hermione herself didn't know.

Maybe it's compassion?

And if Hermione herself didn't know something, it was even less likely that Bell would know it.

But he didn't care either.

"Sorry, I can't help it."

Yes, there was nothing Bell could do. But what he didn't say was that his father, William, had a way.

However, just as Bell did not intend to trouble his father with this matter before, he is even less likely to trouble his father now.

Hagrid is already several decades old. He should and must be responsible for his own choices.

Since Hagrid rejected Bell's help before, he must bear the consequences now.

And, again, even Lao Deng doesn't care about it, and it's even more impossible for Bell to care about it.

Hermione lowered her head in disappointment.

As for little girls, most of them are sentimental. Maybe they will be fine in a few days?

But no matter what happens in the next few days, Hermione's current mood is undoubtedly very bad.

And when you are in a bad mood, you naturally need to vent. Hermione will not take her temper out on Bell, she is reluctant to let it go.

Fortunately, there were several ready-made punching bags not far away, so she didn't need to hold it in.

"You guys! Just stop it!"

Hermione roared with the addition of the 'Brilliant Curse', suppressing the cheers of the other young wizards who were watching the fun.

Because the only professor present, Hagrid, was focusing all his energy on crying, he didn't even notice that someone was starting a fight in his class.

As for the others?

The little wizards of Slytherin and Gryffindor were cheering loudly. Seeing what they meant, they were restrained by not taking the initiative to join in.

The young wizards of Ravenclaw acted as if the matter had nothing to do with them, neither adding fuel to jealousy nor intending to stop it.

However, there were a few young Hufflepuff wizards who planned to stop a few people at the beginning. However, facing the threatening looks of the little snakes and little lions, they shamefully gave in.

This also led to the fact that after such a long time, Harry and Malfoy were still rolling on the ground, hugging each other.

Rather, after such a long period of fighting, the few people who were panting and disheveled made the atmosphere in the field even more heated?

The picture was so beautiful that Bell was afraid to look at it.

What should I do if I get a needle eye?

"I told you to stop! Did you hear that? The flames are blazing!"

Finding that the six people on the ground had no intention of paying any attention to her, Hermione was completely furious.

Hot flames spurted out from the tip of Hermione's wand, streaking across the passage that a group of young wizards were crying for, shrouding Harry and Malfoy in it.

The few people who were in the 'fierce' battle had no idea what was going on. Of course, they couldn't care less about that right now.

Orange flames instantly filled the vision of several people. With their robes set on fire, they immediately left each other, wailing and... continuing to roll around.

So are these guys’ wands really just for eating?

"Hermione, why did you use the fire spell!?"

Bell looked at his girlfriend in shock.

If he hadn't been able to clearly sense the familiar magic fluctuations on Hermione's body, he might have thought that the Hermione in front of him was someone else's fake.

'My girlfriend can't be so violent...right?'

"Because there are six of them. If a single spell is cast, they might resist. That would be too troublesome."

Speaking of which, Bell taught her the flame spell. She still clearly remembered that Bell said at that time that this was the most cost-effective group attack spell.

I tried it today and it really works.

'Oops! This feeling feels a bit good!'

Hermione found that she somewhat liked the feeling of being on top.

Sure enough, as Zannah often said, compared with those magic stone statues, beating people is more interesting.

"Don't worry, I have controlled the temperature and target of the flame. I just lit their robes a little."

After more than a year of training, Hermione is now able to control her magic to a limited extent. Otherwise, she would not choose to use the fire spell.

Of course, Bell knew that Hermione had controlled the temperature of the flames. Otherwise, the people who were currently using local methods to put out the fire, commonly known as "donkey rolling", would have been severely burned all over their bodies. How could they have been so angry and miserable?

Call?

But is this the problem? The problem is...

Uh...well, it seems there is no problem?