Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

Pansy Parkinson.

Just look at the surname and you will know that he is from the pure-blood aristocratic Parkinson family.

The ancestors were rich.

Served as Minister of Magic.

Nowadays, its influence has declined significantly and is far from what it used to be.

He entered school together with Draco Malfoy, but he could only act as his younger brother.

Even though she is a witch, she is not treated differently.

even……

Developed according to the original work.

She had been following Draco for several years. After graduating from Hogwarts, she failed to achieve a relationship with Draco.

Make sense.

She is a pure-blood witch.

Still following Draco all the time.

But was abandoned by Draco.

from this angle……

She could neither win Draco's heart nor use Parkinson's name to make Malfoy bow his head.

Maybe he's a typical example of what he can't do?

Jack was a little surprised.

The Pansy in front of him was not the mediocre witch with a face like a poodle in the original novel.

But it has a bit of a movie style (the Philosopher's Stone version).

The facial features are deep and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, giving him a strange and exotic air.

If you dress up.

She feels like an arrogant and domineering beautiful female pharaoh.

Oh, the defeated and captured version.

Pansy, who was tied up at this time, stared at Jack angrily.

It seemed that he was angry about why he didn't just accept the attack and be taken down easily?

After Jack figured out the link, he felt a little dumbfounded.

He shook his head and got down to business.

"Why did you ambush me?"

In response to the question, Pansy just sneered.

Jack is confused.

This young lady, do you know what’s going on with you now?

At four o'clock in the morning in Hogwarts, on the edge of the black lake where there are usually not many people around, a girl, alone, was caught...

and many more……

Some dark thoughts came to Jack's mind.

"I advise you to be obedient." He said with a straight face, "You came to attack me this early in the morning. Not many people know about your behavior, right? Guess if I sink you into the lake, will anyone Discover?"

"How dare you?!" Pansy snapped, "You dirty mudblood! How dare you touch a hair on my head! I will make your life worse than death!"

Jack listened and smiled.

Reaching out his hand, he grabbed Pansy's hair directly.

Sudden force.

A handful of hair was pulled out by him.

"I've never heard such a strange request."

Put the plucked hair in front of Pansy.

"Come on, let's try it. Let's see how you make my life worse than death."

Possibly due to the pain, Pansy's eyes widened.

I don't know if it was a problem with the light, but it felt like blue meridians were emerging from her forehead.

"Mudblood! You filthy Mudblood!"

Pansy was really pissed off.

A girl’s hair is precious, okay?

A lot of it was chopped off.

My scalp hurts.

I don’t even know if I will go bald.

Damn mudblood!

"Okay, okay, if you don't say anything useful, I will throw you into the black lake."

Pansy repeated the same sentence over and over again, and Jack was getting tired of it.

Besides, he has no sense of empathy for this word.

There was no fluctuation in my heart, and I even wanted to laugh.

"Mudblood!!!" Pansy screamed.

The sound was too harsh.

Jack frowned and immediately cast a whispering spell on Pansy.

The piercing screams quickly decreased and soon reached a tolerable level.

"If you don't want to talk, then stop talking."

Jack cast a levitation spell, causing Pansy to fly.

Then I moved my legs and walked towards the Black Lake.

Pansy floated in the air, being forcibly moved.

Jack quickly came to the black lake.

He glanced at the Black Lake and then at Pansy.

"Pray well. I hope you can continue to be reincarnated into a pure-blood family in your next life."

By this time, the stubborn Pansy had panic on her face.

"No! You can't do this!" she screamed.

But with the suppression of the Whispering Curse, her voice was no louder than a flying fly.

Jack snapped his fingers.

The effect of the floating spell disappears immediately.

Pansy, who was floating in mid-air, fell into the black lake.

Because she was tied up, even if she tried to struggle, she was just like an earthworm, flopping across the water for a few times before starting to sink.

The cold lake water pours directly into the mouth and nose.

Pansy was really panicking now.

Jack actually means it!

He actually wanted to kill her!

"Let go...Gulu...let go...Gulu..."

He wanted to beg for mercy, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the water from the lake filled in faster.

Pansy took several sips of lake water.

There is a stinging feeling in the lungs.

That's a sign of lake water pushing into the trachea.

Jack watched Pansy's struggles calmly.

In fact, he already had a judgment in his mind as to why Pansy came to trouble him.

Nothing but Draco.

The last time he beat up Draco, he was so embarrassed in front of the little snakes.

He certainly won't let it go.

Jack had been waiting for Draco's revenge.

Just didn't expect it.

It would take a long time before revenge came.

Maybe……

Pansy's attack was not ordered by Draco.

It was just that Pansy, a die-hard supporter of the pure-blood theory, wanted to show off her skills and take credit from Draco.

Actually it’s not bad either.

It all started because of Draco.

The temperature is showing signs of turning towards spring at this time, but it is still very cold.

Pansy struggled in the biting lake water for dozens of seconds before she stopped flopping.

I don't know if he froze to death or drowned.

It started to sink straight down.

Of course, this is just the appearance.

Human life is very fragile, but it doesn't mean it will end like this.

Jack waved his hand and the levitation spell was activated again.

Pansy floated up from the lake and landed on the ground.

He walked up to her and knelt down to check.

Pansy's breath stopped.

Jack reached out his hand and pressed her chest.

One, two, three...

Just as he was thinking about whether to perform full CPR, Pansy spat out water.

Then he started coughing.

Pansy, who quickly recovered her breath from coughing, looked at Jack angrily.

But there was a hint of fear in that hateful look.

Fear also began to breed.

After all, she is a little girl of eleven or twelve years old.

No matter how fierce and ruthless you are, as long as you haven't seen blood, you are not really ruthless.

After being thrown into the lake for a dip by Jack and almost thinking he was going to die, he began to give in.

Rooted in Slytherin's excellent tradition of assessing the situation, it directly defeated the pure-blood's sense of superiority when facing the Mudblood.

Although she didn't speak out loud, Pansy's attitude had softened.

I'm softened.

Jack reached out and grasped her chin.

Look directly at each other.

"If you don't want to die, just be honest." His words were very calm.

Neither passionate nor angry.

There is just a kind of insipidity that regards life as nothing.

"Tell me, does anyone know you came out this time?"

Strangely, his question was completely different from the original one.