From Malfoy's insults to Anne rushing up and giving him a slap, everything was so caught off guard.

The son of the team's father's father was beaten, and the Slytherin players should have rushed up and kicked him twice.

Ahem...... Not kicking Malfoy, of course, but they endured it in the end.

Annie's sentence "My brother is William Stark" seems arrogant, but it does have a deterrent effect.

Otherwise, Draco wouldn't have talked about his dad so often.

Do it?

It's impossible to do it in this life!

That's Stark's sister, you're going up there and giving it a try?

Do you really think William has been in school for nothing for the past two years?

His influence was not as exaggerated as Dumbledore's imminent breakthrough, but it was established.

The aura of the top student is only the lowest level...... William captures a Death Eater who attacked the Ministry of Magic and becomes the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin.

In full view of everyone, he killed a basilisk with his own hands.

This can't be faked!

Even Dean Snape repeatedly told everyone not to provoke that little bastard of Shit Tucker.

What's more, at a Quidditch match a few months ago, Slytherin was slaughtered by Willian.

With Slytherin's style, didn't anyone foul him during the game?

Of course not, William's foul tactics were more severe, and he was extremely secretive, like a veteran who had played Quidditch for more than ten years.

He elbowed him a few times, and he almost abolished the Slytherin students who had attacked him.

I can't beat it, I can't run it...... Who is idle and has nothing to do to provoke Sister Stark.

Malfoy was stunned, and dared to open his mouth to scold the mudbloods.

He deserved to be beaten.

But Malfoy's two little henchmen were different.

Although Crabbe and Goyle were Slytherins, they did not inherit that cunning, but had a worrying IQ.

In layman's terms: they don't have a good brain.

When they were young, their father had also explained that when they saw Draco, they didn't need to say anything else, just one word - lick!

So, they rushed towards Anne.

Hermione didn't understand what the Mudblood meant, but that didn't stop her from seeing Goyle and Crabbe rushing over.

Hermione took a step, her right hand raised, her wand firmly in her palm.

"There are many obstacles!"

A flash of light shot out at a rapid pace, and Goyle stopped two steps away from Anne before falling to the ground.

It was like an invisible wall, between him and Anne.

Anne was nimble and short, dodging Crabbe's fist.

Hermione's wand flicked again, and Crabbe was hung upside down in the air.

Malfoy pulled out his wand and shouted at Hermione, "Tarangella!" ”

But Hermione reacted too quickly, and before Malfoy's voice could fall, she shouted, "Get rid of your weapons!" ”

A dazzling red light flashed through the air, and Malfoy was knocked to his feet. He jerked backwards, slammed into a Quidditch pole, and curled up on the grass.

The whole process took less than ten seconds, and Hermione completed three kills alone.

Everyone was stunned, is this still Hermione?

Are you sure you didn't get the wrong script, the painting style is too crooked, right?

It can't be that William drank the polyjuice decoction and pretended to be, right?

The wands hadn't been used just now, but now that the fight had begun, the Slytherin students wouldn't sit idly by.

A few of them drew their wands and pointed them at Hermione, they were not burdened, after all, this was not Sister Stark.

Where did Stark get so many sisters and sisters?

But Hermione was too experienced in combat, or rather, two hours a night with William......

From the beginning of the pain,

It hurts so much that I can't walk,

To exhaustion after proficiency,

Sweated

You can fall asleep when you lie on the ground,

to the daily anticipation and satisfaction......

William was the one who made Hermione grow up after all.

Grow from a Muggle girl to a real witch.

The girl didn't force herself against a bunch of spells, which was the most unwise way to fight, and her wand spun and aimed it at herself.

"Upside down golden hook!"

If Professor Flitwick were here, he would probably have a trance: this fighting style is really similar to William......

All spells fell, and Hermione hung upside down in midair, wand waving.

Subtle and invisible red ropes shot out, like poisonous snakes in the grass, leaping up and binding everyone's legs.

Caught off guard, a slight pull of the rope tripped the Slytherin student and knocked him to the ground.

Sterling lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, sighing imperceptibly, as if he had provoked some terrible monster.

This

Shame on you!

Shall you tell Professor Snape?

Not to say,

I can't swallow this breath!

Tell it,

How so?

Beaten up by a second-year Muggle-born wizard?

Or a dozen sevens?

It's so hard!

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William, Cedric, and Cho made their way through the meadow to Hagrid's cabin.

Hagrid was sitting in the room, reading a book intently.

Oh my god, Hagrid is reading.

The last time he read a book was ...... "England Fire Dragon Breeding Encyclopedia", and the last time was "On the Egg Cutting Skills of Three-Headed Dogs".

Every time he reads a book, Hagrid has to adopt a little cutie as a godson (daughter).

"Hey, Hagrid, what are you looking at?" Qiu asked while standing at the window.

"Ah, nothing, just look at it, books about life, philosophy, etc." Hagrid hurriedly tucked his book under the bed.

"Hagrid, what kind of book?"

The three of them walked into the house, and Cho asked in a sweet voice.

"You're not going to adopt another magical creature, you're going to adopt animals that are ...... Lovely, let's see it? Autumn lied.

"You think so, too?" Hagrid chuckled. "But there are no critters this time."

Hagrid looked mysterious.

"I'll show you, don't tell anyone." Hagrid said nervously.

All three nodded hurriedly.

Hagrid walked to the door, threw the tooth out, made it look outside, and closed the wooden door.

Hagrid took out the book, only to see that it was written - "On the Self-cultivation of the Beast"

"Hagrid, you're going to be a teacher?" Cedric said confusedly.

"No, I don't." Hagrid opened the book.

"That day, Professor Kettleburn was chatting with me, and all the bugs he raised died, and he was a little sad, he didn't want to continue to be a professor, he wanted to retire, and asked me if I was interested."

"Is Professor Kettleburn really retiring?" William raised an eyebrow.

Wait a minute......

William's prophecy suddenly occurred to Professor Trelawney's prediction.

According to the unspeakable curse, Lockhart is bound to leave next year.

If Professor Kettleburn also retires home...... It just so happens that two people are going to leave forever.

Could it be that Professor Trelawney had already done all this?

Or was she well-informed and knew in advance that Professor Kettleburn was retiring, so she deliberately said that?

This prophecy teaches ...... Something.

No wonder Dumbledore has always raised her like a daughter!

It's been a full thirteen years!

Affection is not the nourishment of "envelopment", but the nourishment of "offering".

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