The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Before he could apologize, Harry Potter was taken away by Professor McGonagall. No one had time to explain the reason during the whole process. Everyone was suppressed by Professor McGonagall's anger, which was caused by the fear of something happening to the students, and could only remain silent.

Watching Harry Potter being taken away and taught a lesson by Professor McGonagall, Harry Potter only had time to look at DeWitt with apologetic eyes, but this was taken as a provocation by Hermione, who glared at her fiercely like a guardian.

Go back.

When Professor McGonagall walked away, Malfoy snickered and said something to his companion, causing Slytherin to laugh.

Ron was unhappy again, but now that there was no Harry, he really didn't dare to fight with Slytherin anymore. Instead, he changed the target of the accusation and vented his emotions on Hermione. He secretly teased DeWitt: "You can't

You are really nosy, what does this have to do with you? I think Snape is only right in his views on you..."

"Shut up, idiot!" When someone was targeting him, DeWitt could put off the grudges, but Hermione spoke for him out of good intentions. This should not be the reason for her to be criticized in turn. DeWitt decided

He couldn't ignore the kindness of others, so he couldn't back down at this time. He stared at Ron with a hawk-like gaze and warned: "I advise you - don't say anything further."

In terms of height, DeWitt is always taller. His fighting career is not about hiding behind people and casting spells. When necessary, he doesn't mind using the two-handed sword used by warriors to cut people, or raising a giant shield to resist damage. At least

In DeWitt, spellcasters are never associated with weakness, so this strong and powerful body can always bring visual oppression before the situation is about to deteriorate, reminding the other party to make careful estimates.

Each other's strength - Malfoy on the train was shocked, and now it was Ron's turn, which was not much better. Ron refused to lose the battle, and finally muttered a few words in a voice that only he could hear clearly,

All activity has died down.

Seeing that the matter would not escalate again, Malfoy deliberately showed his disappointment. He wished that the Gryffindor students would fight among themselves and die violently. After thinking about it, he restrained himself from making it too obvious for fear of angering DeWitt.

If two people had a real physical fight, he would indeed be a little frightened.

Later, when Ms. Huo Qi came back, she didn't even notice that Harry Potter was missing from the flying class. She reiterated her request to fly, and the students trained within her sight until the end of get out of class.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked DeWitt when leaving the flying lesson venue: "Are you really okay? If you feel uncomfortable, you must go to the campus hospital, you know? Magic always works better and can be cured faster."
"I'm fine," DeWitt patiently repeated, repeating it from class to now: "I'm fine, he didn't touch me at all - you asked me so many times."

Have you asked this so many times? Hermione herself didn't realize that when someone was almost injured in front of her, and she witnessed the whole process, she was still in a daze - half of the reason was that it happened too fast, and she suffered

Frightened.

So Hermione shut up for the time being. After taking flying lessons, she also gained some knowledge about riding a broomstick. Now she no longer looked through the book "The Magic of Quidditch". She kept walking with her head down. After a while, she suddenly spoke

Say: "Thank you, DeWitt."

"Thank me for what?"

"Speak for me," Hermione said: "Well, I know they always have problems with me..."

"That's right," DeWitt felt that it was natural for him to stand up to help Hermione, and that others' kindness should be reciprocated, so he said nonchalantly: "That said, I also want to thank you, um, thank you for speaking up for me -

You also know my situation. Even if Harry Potter really bumps into me, it would be fine if those people don’t laugh out loud."

"It's wrong for them to do this," Hermione analyzed sternly: "Although college points have been deducted because of you, students in a college should be united..."

"It's useless for you to tell me this."

"Oh, oh, yes - but... there's no point in talking to them."

"So there's nothing wrong with this," DeWitt said. "Can they do anything to us?"

As long as the timing is right, all it takes is a change of words from "I" to "we".

"But...but..." Hermione hesitated for a long time and said dryly: "You should make friends--I mean--more friends."

DeWitt simply stopped and looked at her with strange eyes, which made Hermione uncomfortable. Could he be some kind of rare animal?

"Friends? Oh, friends... those who don't like me, do you want me to please them? I don't! Only respect can bring respect, only friendship can bring friendship, and only kindness deserves kindness - of course, you

You can call me awkward, call me stubborn - I don't care about that, but if they are really friends, I mean people who I think are suitable to be friends, they should never do such disgusting things just because they have deducted college points! You want me to be humble?

, spinelessly trying to figure out their thoughts...Of course I can do it, but why should I do it? Everyone has a head and a heart. Are they so special that they can live without a head and a heart? Everyone is.

People, I think I am no worse than others, why should I please you?"

"Okay..." Hermione blinked in confusion, shook her head and said, "Okay. What you said... um... makes some sense?"

"This is my personal idea," DeWitt said, looking at the nothingness in front of him: "You should have your own ideas. Your ideas should be born from everything you experience and gradually take shape due to your experience and nature.

You are not following my indoctrination. So, what do you think?"

"Let's see again," Hermione was a little tired. She suddenly had great resistance to returning to the dormitory: "Let's see again..."

"I got a workbench from Hagrid, the warden of the Forbidden Forest." DeWitt changed the subject rudely: "You know I was punished by Hagrid recently. He is a very good person and I only mentioned it to him once.

, we have a venue, now we just lack some materials."

"What material?"

"There are a lot of them. I have to make a list before I go to Hagrid's place later," DeWitt said. "It's well prepared. It can start in a day or two - this is something that can make you happy."

Good news, right?"

Hermione blushed, her eyes filled with renewed anticipation. She grinned and nodded: "Of course."

"Want to come and see me tonight?"

"Will it be past curfew?"

DeWitt didn't say anything. He and Hermione looked at each other until Hermione couldn't help but waver.

"I really want to go," she said awkwardly, "but it may be against school rules..."

"That's true." DeWitt stopped insisting: "Then let's wait until the daytime on the weekend."