Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 129 127. Prefect Schafer, you are such a powerful official

The three looked at each other, one of them was slightly shaken, but was stopped immediately by the other two.

"It seems that you are not ready to confess." Hermione sighed.

She had given the other party a chance to honestly admit his mistakes, sincerely repent, and she could be given a lighter punishment.

In fact, Hermione originally wanted to use the shoes as a breakthrough to severely punish the school bullies, but she didn't expect Luna to be so obsessed with those shoes, which made her look differently.

In terms of persistence, she feels that Luna is very similar to herself

Of course, the premise is that she doesn't mention that horned snoring beast.

"We didn't do anything, so I don't know what to confess?" Audrina looked smug. She believed that Hermione was deceiving them. Don't say you are Granger without evidence, even if you are Dursley.

Furthermore, even if it is proved that I did it, what can you do? Still dare to cast a spell on me?

I'm not one of those Gryffindor idiots who don't know how to adapt. If you dare to do anything to me, I dare to let my family complain to the Ministry of Magic.

And wanting to use force, Audrina glanced at her brother standing in the crowd without leaving a trace, the sixth-year Ravenclaw prefect.

How many spells will the three second graders know?

I don't know how to lose both the geographical advantage and the harmony of the people.

Thinking of this, Audrina felt even more confident: "Miss Granger, before I say these words, I want to ask you, do you have evidence?"

"Since you want evidence, I'll give it to you."

Hermione had already made up her mind to make the other party look good.

"Pretending to be mysterious."

Audrina glanced at her mouth disdainfully.

"I thought you could wait a day or two, but I couldn't bear it that day."

Hermione was not excited by the other party's attitude, and still said slowly: "Maybe you don't know."

"The shoes I stole from Luna were lent to Luna. And Dudley gave me the shoes with a curse, a jinx on them. Touched without my permission. Those shoes will be severely punished."

Indeed, if you want to cast a spell on a little wizard on the spot, even if the professor doesn't pursue it, you still have to bear the risk of being complained to the Ministry of Magic by the other party's parents. Not everyone is like Gryffindor. If you lose, you will only find a way to get back on your own , I will never do such a shameful thing as suing my parents.

But if you want to be cursed on other people's things in private, you deserve it, not to mention complaining to the Ministry of Magic, even going to the Wizengamot is the same. Wizards attach great importance to their own personal belongings, because a simple mispronunciation of a word may lead to irreversible consequences, even death.

Luna's mother, Pandora Lovegood, died accidentally while experimenting with spells.

Hermione's words made the three of them suspicious.

"Do you want to try it?"

Hermione took a step forward as she spoke, and the three of them took a step back in unison.

"How dare you study black magic privately?"

The other person standing next to Audrina thought he had discovered the key, and said sharply.

"Stupid." Hermione looked at him with a sneer, her eyes full of sarcasm.

ridicule the opponent's ignorance.

Hexes are not equal to black magic. It is normal to cast curses on one's personal belongings, and even some Aurors will do this, such as the famous retired Auror Mad-Eye Alastor Moody.

There is even an old saying in the wizarding world: "Never touch a wizard's things without authorization, unless you are ready to pay the price with your life."

"Really? I want to see what the curse is!"

Audrina is still as stubborn as a duck, but in fact she has already become ruthless.

"Really?" Hermione's tone gradually became calm, as if describing a trivial matter: "It's actually not a big deal."

"Do you feel any...redness and itching on your arms?"

The arms of the three shrank into their sleeves unconsciously, not to mention it was okay, they really felt a little itchy.

"It's just the beginning, first on the arms. Then the neck will gradually turn red and slowly transfer to the face. Countless pimples covered with malignant sores are crawling all over your face, which is nothing. At this time You have to be very careful, you have to be gentle. You have to be very light. You have to not break these pimples. Otherwise your face will pop."

Hermione's expression was as if she was telling a ghost story, not only the three of them, even the little wizards around shrank their necks unconsciously after hearing this.

It was really just a simple spell that made pimples on the body and face, and it wasn't Dudley's.

Of course, this simple spell is only relative to Hermione.

"Don't say it, don't say it." The little witch in the trio, who was a little shaken at the beginning, collapsed on the spot, covered her ears, and collapsed tremblingly: "We...we are just talking to her It was a joke."

Scared, she was really scared at this moment, there is no little witch who doesn't care about her appearance.

This kneeling of hers not only confirmed the act of stealing the shoes, but also paralyzed another little witch.

A little witch who just entered school, what kind of psychological quality do you expect her to have, and she was shattered in a few words.

"A joke? Everyone laughs, that's a joke, only you laugh, that's not a joke." Hermione didn't show any signs of softening her heart.

Can everything be explained with a joke?

Let’s not talk about whether the joke will go too far. Some people don’t want to joke with you. If you force it, it’s not a joke.

"It's Audrina! Audrina made us do this."

One of them pointed at Audrina and yelled.

It's normal to sell teammates, don't expect their friendship to be strong.

"You... are you all crazy?"

Audrina's face turned pale with anger, she didn't expect her companion to be so unbearable.

Seeing the three members of the disciplinary group approaching step by step, a feeling of powerlessness suddenly appeared in my heart.

At this moment, a thin and stick-like figure stepped out from the crowd.

"Kids, this is the end of the farce. Now everyone goes back to class, as my prefect."

Hearing this voice, Audrina's complexion improved again.

She knew she was saved because her brother was about to make a move.

Alex Shaffer.

The prefect of Ravenclaw's sixth year.

"That's the end of this matter, let's go."

Alex said this to the other little wizards.

Drive people away as soon as they come up, and as long as there are fewer people, big things will become small and small things will be turned into small things.

But this will greatly affect the prestige of the discipline group.

So it must be stopped.

So Ron, who had been silent all this time, finally got the chance to speak.

"Prefect Schaffer, you are such a powerful official."

The first thing he said was to imitate Malfoy's yin and yang speaking skills. In fact, he had wanted to speak in this tone for a long time.

Really exciting.