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The next morning, while Qiming was having breakfast, Professor McGonagall walked up to him.

"Mr. Qiming, please come with me!"

Qiming sneered and stood up from his seat.

McGonagall had taken him to the vice-principal's office, where there were already a lot of people, Ron, his parents, the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione.

In addition to this, Snape, Moody are also there, and the most crucial person, Dumbledore.

When Keim followed McGonagall into the office, everyone cast different glances at him, Qiming's gaze swept over everyone, Snape and Moody's eyes were inquiring, Ron didn't dare to look at him at all, Harry's gaze was also a little evasive, the Weasleys' eyes were full of complicated colors, and Hermione looked at him with a worried face, her face was a little pale, only Dumbledore stood by the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, and did not look at him.

Everyone stood and sit, and after McGonagall brought Qiming in, she walked behind the vice-principal's desk and sat down.

"Qiming, I called you over this time to confirm whether you beat Mr. Weasley last night. ”

McGonagall said with a serious face, and as soon as she finished speaking, Hermione immediately stood up and said anxiously:

"Professor! Qiming is for me—"

Before she could finish her sentence, McGonagall immediately interrupted:

"Miss Granger, this matter has nothing to do with you, please don't speak yet. ”

After saying that, she continued to look at Qiming, waiting for his answer.

Looking at McGonagall's serious face, Qiming suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

He did not answer immediately, but sat down in the chair in front of the desk with a big grin, and saw that McGonagall was about to get angry, and then spoke:

"That's right, I beat it, this kid owes a beating, heh, it's just a bad mood during this time, take this kid to put out the fire!"

After listening to Qiming's answer, McGonagall opened her mouth, and for a moment she didn't know what to say. Everyone was shocked by Qiming's answer, and even Dumbledore involuntarily turned his head and looked at Qiming.

It took a long time for McGonagall to recover from her shock.

"Kai, Mr. Qiming, do you know what this behavior is?"

Shocked, even McGonagall stuttered as she spoke.

"Of course I do,"

Qiming shrugged his shoulders and said,

"Leave us there, I guess it's bigger than once, stay on probation or something......

As he spoke, Qiming changed his sitting posture, leaned out and said in an inquiring tone,

"Why, you don't want to expel me, do you? As far as I know, I have to represent Hogwarts before the binding magic of the Goblet of Fire disappears, and no one can break this oath, I don't know the cost of breaking the oath, but I don't think you will take such a big risk......"

"Mr. Qiming, you?!"

McGonagall's eyes widened, speechless for a long time. After so many years of teaching, she has never met a student like Qiming. Although she was a little dissatisfied with Qiming sleeping in her class before, because Qiming's grades were obvious to all, she was more of a helplessness in the face of naughty students, and she herself still admired Qiming very much.

But now, Qiming seemed to be a different person in front of her, which she couldn't have imagined anyway.

Looking at McGonagall's eyes, Qiming sneered, the power was sealed, and he couldn't use his original power, but in the past few months, he hadn't been in vain, dementoring, this magic, he had already learned.

"I don't think I'm like that? I don't think you all figured out one thing......

Qiming's gaze swept over everyone present, not even Dumbledore fell,

"The difference between me and Voldemort, the Dark Lord you recognize, is that he kills without principles, while I, with principles, kills!

After that, a majestic momentum came out of Qiming's body and pressed towards everyone present.

This time, Qiming had nothing to hide, and in an instant, the huge coercion made the bones of everyone in the entire office rattle, which was limited to the adults in the room, Harry and Ron simply fainted directly under the impact of the momentum, only Hermione was not affected by this coercion, and looked at the people around him who were pressed red.

Suddenly, in Qiming's perception, a wave of magic power swept across the audience, and everyone present only felt that their bodies were loose, and they gasped for breath.

Qiming looked at Dumbledore, the old man was holding a wand in his hand, and this magic fluctuation came from him.

At this time, Dumbledore was looking deeply at him with eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Qiming glanced at him jealously, then turned to look at Hermione who was sitting in the corner, and stretched out his right hand,

"Come with me!"

"But, but ......"

Hermione immediately became overwhelmed, and looked at Dumbledore and then at McGonagall, but neither of them looked at her, just stared straight at Enlightenment.

"Come with me!"

Qiming said it again, this time, with a hint of command in his voice.

"Oh, oh......"

Before she knew it, the girl stood up stupidly, walked past everyone, and walked towards Qiming.

Qiming grabbed the girl's arm, walked outside the room, and when he reached the door, he stopped, glanced at Dumbledore, and said in a cold voice:

"In the future, don't mess with me about such trivial things!"

With that, he stopped and disappeared at the door with the girl, leaving only a group of stunned people and a pensive Dumbledore.

Hermione was dragged by Qiming in the corridor with a confused face, and it took a long time for the girl to come back to her senses and directly shake off Qiming's arm.

Qiming stopped and looked at the girl, just as he saw Hermione looking straight at him, his face full of anger,

"What the hell did you just do, and why did Professor McGonagall do that?"

Qiming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled:

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? ”

With that, he took Hermione's arm and walked towards the auditorium, only to be thrown away by the girl again.

"Answer my question!"

Hermione said angrily,

"What the hell did you do to Professor McGonagall?"

"You want to know that?"

Qiming asked with a smile.

"Of course!"

Hermione nodded blankly.

"Good!"

Qiming smiled and leaned into the girl's ear, and said solemnly:

"But I don't want to tell you. ”

With that, he turned around and walked briskly forward.

"You?!"

It took two or three seconds for Hermione to react and stamped her foot in anger. But at this time, Qiming had already walked forward seven or eight meters, and the girl glared at his back hatefully, hesitated slightly, and still chased after him. 8)