After that day, Hermione still received malicious letters, and although she no longer opened them, some of them sent howling letters that exploded on Gryffindor's table, screaming insulting words for the entire auditorium to hear. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, then Darren directly used the "petrification charm" to immobilize all those owls, so that everyone around them was stunned, they had never seen anyone attack the owl in charge of delivering the message, for the wizard, the owl has become a part of the wizard's life, inseparable.

"What are you doing? Why did you petrify all the owls?" Ron shouted at Darren, "they're just in charge of delivering letters."

"Let them stay a little longer, or I'll bring them a reply." ”

Only then did Hermione remember the owl who had delivered the letter yesterday, and flew away after handing it to her, clearly not expecting her to reply...... However, it is clear that today Darren will not give the guy who asked him to deliver the letter this chance.

He took the owls back to the Gryffindor common room, took out a bunch of prepared envelopes, tied them to the owls' legs one by one, and untied the petrification spell on the owls.

Naturally, the freed owls were very dissatisfied, and they all screamed and flapped their wings at Darren, but they were immediately restrained by his magic in the air, and no matter how much they struggled, it was useless.

When the owls stopped moving, Darren told them to give the letter tied to their legs to the person who had brought them here, and only then did he undo the magic and let them go.

"What did you put in the letter?roar letter, or big dung bomb?" Ron asked, seeing Darren stare at the envelope on the table with fear.

"A check for fifty Galleons. ”

"What?!" the people around him were even more surprised than he had petrified the owl just now, "Are you crazy? You might as well give them money!" Ron grabbed an envelope and tore it open, "It's really a fifty Galleon check!"

"I'll give it to you," Darren didn't care, "these cheques have to go to Gringotts to be exchanged." ”

"That's nothing, it's not a hassle to get to Gringotts. ”

"Then," Darren sat down at the table, "Gringotts would take down the names and addresses of the cheque changers. ”

"Name and address ......"

"And then, what are you going to do?"

"Then, I'm going to start checking the water meter. ”

"Check the water meter?"

Although they didn't know what Darren meant, Harry knew that those guys wouldn't have it easy this time, just to get their names and addresses out, they could throw out fifty Galleons per letter, this determination, this trench, tsk......

Hermione disagreed, though, "You don't have to do that," she advised, "those people were just writing letters, and they were deceived by Rita's report." ”

"Just writing a letter?" said Darren, "Is a roaring letter a letter, and do you know why I'm preparing today?"

Hermione shook her head.

"Do you remember those letters I set fire to yesterday?"

"Hmm. ”

"You didn't notice that the smoke coming out of one of the envelopes when it was lit was different from the others. ”

Hermione nodded, then shook her head again.

"I smell the pus from Babo's tubers being evaporated!"

Hermione grew her mouth, "Pus from Babo's tubers!"

"You know how good that thing is, if I hadn't burned it, I'm afraid you'd have gone to Madam Pomfrey yesterday. ”

Hermione was silent for a moment, "But, with your method, you can't tell who sent what it is, maybe someone just wrote a letter." ”

"Since they can write to someone else casually because of an inexplicable article, then they must be prepared to pay the price for it, anyway, the Ministry of Magic doesn't care, then let me teach them a lesson, people can't be without brains!" Darren said categorically.

The next day, someone wrote to Hermione, and the other three houses were still unknown, but the Gryffindor students were all sympathetic to watch as the owls were beaten down by Darren in one fell swoop and brought back to the Gryffindor common room.

Finally, when no one was writing to Hermione, Darren received a small notebook from Gringotts, which was densely packed with names and addresses......

Of course, there must have been people who wrote yelling letters, or even added things to the envelopes but didn't go to exchange checks, and there were people who, as Hermione said, just wrote letters, but in Darren's opinion, that was not what he should care about! Since he felt that he had the right to do what he wanted to do to others, he should have the consciousness of being treated the same, what? No, it was a pity, I am afraid that in addition to being unhappy, I would also add unwillingness, and I hope he can adapt to this life as soon as possible.

What drew people's attention away from Hermione was the Voldemort article that Darren arranged for Penelope to "replace" Rita, which immediately caused an uproar in the wizarding world as soon as it appeared in the newspaper, and Darren felt that this should be the most eye-catching work in Rita's "published" article.

Even the students of Hogwarts are talking to each other, whether the news in the article is true, this is still more rational, or timid, and Darren also simulated Rita's tone in that article, and wrote in a questioning way that the diary was sent to school by Lucius Malfoy, and he didn't know what effect it had on Lucius, anyway, now it was Draco Malfoy who was bombed by owls, and every day the sound of a roaring letter would be heard on the Slytherin table.

Poor Draco, who had just returned from the medical wing after being burned from the inside by the potion, had encountered this kind of thing again, and now he didn't even dare to come to breakfast, but this could not stop the outbreak of the roaring letters, and the Slytherin table was blown up in the east and west of the black seal, and the students were all terrified to grab a few pieces of bread and run, as if to escape the air raid.

Sitting at the dining table, looking at the embarrassed Slytherin, Hermione whispered in Darren's ear, "Thank you." Then, she gently imprinted her lips on his face, and although it was like a dragonfly in water, she could still feel the coolness and softness......

The craze caused by Darren's article "helping" Rita continued, and in the midst of the noise, time flowed quietly, and no one noticed that Darren often wandered around the Black Lake, waving his wand as if conducting an orchestra, and no one paid attention to the bubbles that often tumbled in the Black Lake, and the mud, aquatic weeds, and broken limbs that were mixed in it, and no one thought about the speed and skill of casting spells to immobilize several owls at once......