"Oh, if that's the case." Professor McGonagall looked at Hermione again and muttered, "Miss Granger, you silly girl, how can you think you can deal with a mountain of trolls on your own?" ”

Hermione bit her lip and lowered her head, not daring to make eye contact with Professor McGonagall.

"Because of your recklessness...... With arrogance, Gryffindor will be deducted five points. Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and gave the order to demerit points.

The old lady was not ordinarily strict with her house.

"I have to say, Miss Granger, I'm a little disappointed in you."

Her gaze turned to Catherine again, "I have to admit it, Miss Worray, a witch of your age can deal with trolls so easily, and this is not just a word of genius to describe it. ”

"Slytherin will add 20 points for your actions." Professor McGonagall's gaze softened.

For the first time, she discovered that Miss Woray might not be as arrogant and indifferent as she thought.

Indeed, in the past two or three years since Catherine entered school, every time she saw Catherine torturing her classmates with upside-down golden bells—the Weasley twins, for example, were hung on the ceiling for an hour just because they gave Catherine a poker-faced nickname.

Either she has more than one enemy and faints, where have you ever heard that she will actually help her classmates?

Harry looked at Professor McGonagall, then at Snape, and suddenly, he noticed that the hem of Snape's robe had been torn open, revealing a bloodstained hairy leg.

Professor Snape sensed Harry's gaze and frowned over his injured leg. Harry looked at the scar on Snape's leg, and always felt as if he had thought of something, as if it was right in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it.

"If you don't get hurt at all, go back to your own house, where you all have Halloween dinner." Professor McGonagall reminded the students in front of her.

"Then let's go, Professor." The three little ones greeted politely, and Catherine gave a ladylike salute to the three professors, and followed them out of the underground bathroom.

"Good...... Okay, let me deal with this troll...... That's exactly ...... Happens to be my ...... Scope of Expertise. Professor Quirrell laughed far-fetched, and as soon as he finished speaking, the troll on the ground sneezed, scaring him into a thrill.

Snape sneered disdainfully, and followed Professor McGonagall out of the basement bathroom.

……

"So, I heard you saved Hermione?" The next morning, Louis asked Catherine at the dinner table.

Harry and Ron had told him about this earlier, but when they saw Catherine approaching, they followed Draco away from Louis's side.

Originally, Draco and these two people were also very unpleasant, but due to Catherine's might, he chose not to be happy with the upside-down golden bell and the unpleasant eye.

Draco has always been very judgmental, which is deeply rooted in his father's true heritage, and it is true that there is a father and a son.

"It seems that you have an unusual affection for Miss Beaver." Catherine almost didn't break her fork, and she forced her unhappiness and said, "Look, I'm going to ......vomit at this affectionate name."

There was a faint sourness in the senior sister's words.

Generally speaking, if not a very good relationship, Louis should actually call Hermione "Granger" or "Miss Granger". But Louis's relationship with Hermione was just a casual friend, and it didn't logically grow to the point where he could call her by her first name, although he did.

He said this in front of his senior sister, just to be angry with her.

Louis could hear the sourness, but he just wanted to tease her: "Yes, I do have extraordinary feelings for her, I don't know if you have noticed, in fact, she is quite cute." ”

Catherine looked up indifferently at Hermione, who was chatting happily with Ron, and said coldly, "You really have a pair of eyes that are good at digging gold from mud puddles. ”

Good guy, Louis immediately remembered the bottle of old vinegar he bought when he traveled to Shanxi.

"It's better to ...... It's better to let Miss Beaver accompany you to the Room of Requirement every day to practice spells, and save me some time, I'm not in the mood to play with a naïve child like you. "The senior sister's tsundere is up.

Don't you know that Tsundere has retired from the environment, senior sister? Or is it a blonde tsundere like you? If you tie a double ponytail again, you're a defeated dog.

As she spoke, her hand was gripping the fork in her hand vigorously, and the handle of the fork began to deform from the exertion.

There was also a mess in her mind, she didn't want to say such a thing, but she still said it subconsciously, she regretted it very much now, what if she really forced Louis to the beaver's side?

She only felt as if a bone was choking in her throat and eyes, and it hurt.

"Or ...... I confessed to her? Louis asked, holding his chin in his hand and rubbing his middle and ring fingers together for a moment.

Catherine slowly turned her head, stared at Louis with a cold gaze, and gave him advice in an unimaginably cold tone: "I think, why don't you have Mr. Mountbatten right here, confess to her in front of the whole school?" ”

"Great idea!" Louis slapped his thigh: "That's it!" ”

He looked at Senior Sister again, patted her fragrant shoulder, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that Woray is over here, so you can be a witness for me." ”

Catherine's pupils contracted sharply, and soon returned to their original state, and she forced herself to tremble, and said with a slight trembling, "Okay, here I am...... Look. ”

Practicing spells with you every night, is it just a "Wore" in exchange? The fork in Catherine's hand had been pinched to 90 degrees, and she secretly decided in her heart that she would return the "leaf" to him when she returned in a while.

I don't want this disgusting scumbag's wand.

Louis stood up, cleared his throat, and put a spell on himself to amplify his voice, and he wanted to say "OK, classmates, everyone's eyes on me, I'll announce something", but held back.

Isn't this a special declaration of independence?

Catherine watched Louis's movements, breathing heavily, the knuckles of her hands turning white, and finally, the fork was overwhelmed and completely broken by her.

She felt as if her heart was being twisted hard, it hurt and hurt, and the strength of her whole body seemed to be drained, and a wave of hot and cold sensations from nowhere alternately surged towards the top of her head, making her dizzy.

She held back, her eyes fixed on Louis who was standing.

Is it better to use the Fire Curse or the Imperius Curse for a while? Catherine's eyes gleamed dangerously.