"So, anyway, my name is Justin hiding in our dorm room. I mean, if Potter is sure he's going to kill him, he'd better hide for a while. Of course, Justin had expected this to happen ever since he accidentally slipped out to Potter that he was a natural Muggle. Justin even told Potter that he had attended Eton College, and that he couldn't just say that to the descendants of Slyering, could he?"

Kevin, who was reading a book in the library, heard another tall boy from Hufflepuff talking to a group of tall boys in the Hufflepaki.

It is said that although Hufflepuff is the most optimistic and willing to accept the status quo of the four houses, it is as hot about rumors as it is about food. This must be a characteristic of Hufflepuff, Kevin thought, free speech, he can't stop people from saying anything.

"So, Ernie, can you be sure it's Potter?" A girl with a golden ponytail asked eagerly.

"Hannah," said the big boy gravely, "he's a parseltongue. Everyone knows that this is the sign of a dark wizard. Have you ever heard of a decent wizard who could talk to snakes? They call Slygerin himself the serpent. ”

"So in the castle of Slajerin and the other three founders, you who say such things! Who are you qualified to comment on Slaergelin's good or bad?" Kevin couldn't help it, raised his head and said this, this group of people is simply eating other people's food and thinking that other people's food is not delicious! Maybe most of Slajelin is a dark wizard, but as the founder, Slaerin, whether he is a dark wizard or not, should not and cannot be used as a prop for others to attack and destroy others when he has made such a great contribution. He couldn't stand it anymore for others to slander his friends.

The big boy who didn't expect anyone to interject was stunned, and Kevin continued: "If you dislike Slajerin being a Dark Wizard and Slajerin being a Dark Wizard Academy, you can go to Durmstrang, or Beauxbatons, or Ilvermorny in the United States!"

The big boy came back to his senses and walked out of the crowd with an angry expression.

"I know you, Kevin Albert of Ravenclaw!Potter's accomplice!Why don't you follow your master Potter!" he said, his eyes glinting with a vicious light.

Kevin narrowed his eyes and waved his hand in his sleeve as the magic that no one else could see converged into a line that circled around the boy's feet.

The boy who was about to stretch his feet suddenly lunged forward, his reflexive hand that was trying to hold the ground but could not move, and then—a loud bang echoed through the library, and the boy fell face to the ground.

Kevin withdrew the magic in time,

"Talk nonsense, but you will be punished. Look, retribution is coming!" Kevin sneered.

The boy crawled up on his hands and feet, but bright red blood ran down his nose and the corners of his mouth. He covered his face with his hands and stared at Kevin even more angrily. Kevin didn't care.

"Here...... What's going on!" Mrs. Pince's voice exploded through the crowd! Mrs. Pince made her way through the crowd she had just been drawn to the middle of the boy and Kevin!

"Can anyone tell me what's going on here! Did you fight?" Mrs. Pince swept between Kevin and the boy with a stern look.

The boy immediately pointed his finger at Kevin, "Ma'am, he attacked me!" The expression, the voice, was like that of a child complaining to his parents.

Mrs. Pince immediately stared at Kevin, "Is that the case with Mr. Albert?" Kevin and Hermione were the students that Mrs. Pince knew best, and there was no one. Because they are the ones who come to the library most diligently.

"Heaven and earth conscience, ma'am! I sat here without moving, and my wand was not taken out, how could I attack this gentleman who slandered the founder!" Kevin immediately pretended to be innocent.

"Slander the founder!!Needless to say, it must be Slyering!" Mrs. Kevin immediately exhaled, "I tell you to read more books, read more books! Facts are recorded in history! Don't believe hearsay!"

Mrs. Pince sighed and patted her forehead.

"I forgot that reading too much sometimes doesn't stop your imagination!Dumbledore is an example!Now let's talk about it!" Mrs. Pince replied with a stern response, "Has anyone seen Mr. Albert use magic?"

Each of the students who had been glanced at shook their heads.

"Then there is not enough evidence to make the accusation untenable!, sir, the medical wing is on the other side of the castle, and I don't need to take you there, right?" he said, walking towards the crowd with the boy's resentful eyes, and the people along the way immediately made a way for Mrs. Pince. But Mrs. Pince, who was about to walk out, stopped, turned around and asked, "What is your name, this gentleman?"

The boy's eyes lit up at once, as if Mrs. Pince was going to rehabilitate him, and he said, "My name is Erneroves, ma'am!"

Mrs. Pince got the answer, turned and walked away, leaving behind a sentence, "Slander the founder of the Academy, Mr. Lowes!

Ernilois immediately became loveless, turned around and glared at Kevin, pushed the crowd away, and walked out.

The onlookers didn't watch any drama, so they all dispersed.

Kevin sat in his seat, not distracted by Ernives. Instead, I thought back to Mrs. Pince's words, and felt that Mrs. Pince should be the person who dared to say that Dumbledore was not the most daring person besides Mrs. Ponley, although she was only a librarian, but from what she said just now, she could know that Mrs. Pince should also be a knowledgeable person, and a wise man who would not be convinced by rumors, although she usually did not have a high sense of existence.

Kevin sighed, sure enough, you can't underestimate anyone!