Hermione stood in front of her lunch seat with her hands on her knees and her mouth panting. Seeing that the dining table was empty, there was no longer a package of its own. She scratched her hair in frustration.

Since she took her package, it will definitely not be returned to her.

"What to do? Do I have to buy another one?"

When Hermione searched the entire corner of the cafeteria and still couldn't find her package, Hermione's face turned bitter.

At this time, she was extremely lost, as if she had lost her soul, and her eyes were blank......

"If you buy three more copies, it will cost 15 gold Galleons... Although I have a lot of pocket money, I always feel that it is not worth wasting money to find out if Arthur has written me again... Borrowing books with Hannah? No, I've told them before that I don't like Arthur..."

Hermione, walking down the somewhat shady hallway, her hair was disheveled, like a lion who had just fought and had no time to groom her mane.

At this time, Hermione was in a terrible mood, and even Peeves' prank was ignored by her.

Peeves looked at Hermione's lonely back and wondered if to lead Hermione to the women's bathroom on the second floor, so that she would be scolded by the crying myrtle.

But at this time, the bloody Barrow happened to appear at the end of the corridor, and after seeing the bloody Barrow, Peeves' transparent body shook, and quickly turned around and entered a classroom through the wall.

"Boy, I've seen that you've been uncomfortable for a long time. I didn't expect you to dare to come out with us, haha~"

As Hermione was about to walk down the first-floor hallway to the enchanted staircase, she suddenly heard a hostile banter coming from the bathroom on one side.

"So... What do you want to do? Do you want to abuse me at school?"

"Huh? It's like Arthur's voice."

Hermione was just trying to act as if nothing had happened, and continued towards the magic staircase, which was the boys' bathroom, after all. But when she heard the voice that was so familiar to her, that she could hear it even in her dreams, she stopped.

She frowned and cautiously leaned towards the bathroom. Lying on the door frame with both hands, he poked out half of his head and looked inside.

In the cold bathroom, three Slytherin senior boys surrounded Arthur. Some of them have angry faces, some have evil smiles, and the only common trait is that they all show a cruel gaze at each other.

"Arthur in danger? Deserve! It's self-inflicted."

After seeing this scene, Hermione's first thought was to let her hated Arthur have today.

Even the gloom that had gathered in my heart because of the loss of the package had dissipated a lot at this time.

But just as Hermione wanted to see what would happen to Arthur next, the tall, thin, freckled Slytherin student standing behind Arthur suddenly picked up a half-mop from the side. Slowly raised it above his head and aimed at the back of Arthur's head.

"Oops! He wants to sneak up on Arthur!"

Seeing this scene, Hermione's heart was anxious. She hated Arthur, but she didn't want to see Arthur being injured.

The deep eyes full of stars drifted back in Hermione's mind, and she didn't care if she would get hurt, so she yelled "stop" and rushed into the boys' bathroom.

"Yo, isn't that the Jack-of-all-trades lady Draco used to talk about? This is something that is internal to us Slytherin. If you don't want to be beaten by us, just don't be nosy and get out of here."

Albert Jenkens heard the voice coming from behind him, turned his head in dissatisfaction, and when he realized that it was Hermione, his eyes were cold and playfully threatening.

Coming from a pure-blood family, he developed a strong hostility towards Arthur from the moment he was assigned to Slytherin by the Sorting Hat.

Even when it was said that Arthur was probably the child of a wizard left behind in the Muggle world, Albert did not weaken his hatred for Arthur.

In the first month of school, Albert had been looking for an opportunity to beat Arthur and force him to leave Slytherin, but unfortunately Arthur was not only protected by the two prefects, but also Draco and Pansy, two followers, which kept him from having a chance to do so.

Today, I don't know if Merlin gave him luck or Arthur's brain burned in the lake.

This mudblood, which he hated very much, actually took the initiative to come to the door by himself.

How could Albert Jenkens not seize such a rare opportunity?

"You can't bully students in school. The school rules do not allow it! If you dare, I'll tell Professor McGonagall about this, and Lord Dumbledore!"

Hermione heard this, and her eyes looked firmly at the three Slytherin seniors.

Her heart was already pounding with fright from these three people at this time, but in order not to hurt Arthur, she still pretended to be very tough and didn't let her momentum fall under these three people.

"Hahahaha. She said she was going to report it to the professor? Haha~"

Albert Jenkens turned his head to look at his two companions, who laughed at the same time, undeterred by Hermione's threat.

"By the way, you're a mudblood, too. That's right, hehe, I'm going to get you both out of Hogwarts!"

Albert walked slowly towards Hermione with a malicious face, his disgust for Muggle wizards distorting his countenance.

"You! Don't come here!"

Hermione saw Albert approaching her, and in a panic raised her wand to Albert, "All petrified!"

Unfortunately, due to being too nervous, Hermione's spell pronunciation was distorted. Several bytes of the spell were chanted incorrectly, causing the spell to fail to take effect.

Hermione wanted to continue chanting the spell, but Albert had already taken advantage of the time to come to her in the small space of the boys' bathroom.

"The mudblood species is the mudblood species. I can't even cast a spell."

Albert smirked and snatched the wand from Hermione's hand, and he looked at Hermione's wand with disdain and disgust in his eyes.

"Ah! Give it back to me."

Hermione shouted anxiously when she saw that her wand had been snatched away by the other party.

Without her wand, she didn't know what to do at this time, and her legs couldn't help but tremble.

Albert's demon-like ugly face made her start to lose her six gods and subconsciously retreat. In a panic, she accidentally stepped on a puddle of water stains, causing her center of gravity to be unstable, and Peng fell to the ground with a thud.

"Haha~"

"Haha~"

Albert and his two companions couldn't help but laugh when they saw Hermione look so embarrassed.

"The Mudbloods don't deserve a wand!"

Albert looked down at Hermione, who was slumped on the ground, and sneered. He held Hermione's wand in both hands.

Before Hermione could react to what the other party was trying to do, Albert forced Hermione's wand to bend with both arms, and he asked Hermione to break it in front of hermione.

"You damned Mudbloods! Not worthy of a wand! Not worthy of learning spells, not worthy of being at Hogwarts!"

The wand bent little by little, Hermione also understood what the other party wanted to do, her eyes desperate and helpless, and she wanted to stand up and take back her wand.

But she was too flustered, and her movements became clumsy and embarrassed.