Chapter 60: One? No, the Entire Hogwarts is Flooded with Howlers

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Malfoy trembled as he opened the Howler. If he didn't open it immediately, it would explode and shout even louder. He couldn't understand why his father would send him a Howler.

Once opened, the letter flew into the air, and an angry voice of a white peacock echoed out. (T/N: Lol)

"Draco, I sent you to Hogwarts to study!"

"Not to cause trouble at school!"

"It's only the third day of term, and look at what you've done!"

"I'll have two thousand Galleons sent to you by house-elf!"

"Listen, if there's another incident, I will personally come and bring you home from school."

"And then disown you!"

Once the Howler finished its message, it automatically disintegrated into a pile of scraps.

Malfoy was left completely dazed.

What was happening?

This wasn't right!

He had been raised to believe in the superiority of pure blood, that family honor was above all else. He thought that if his father heard he was being bullied at school, he would fly into a rage and come to his rescue.

The white peacock had always doted on him before.

But why was there a Howler sent to him?

Not only did it not help him, but it also said he would send him two thousand Galleons via house-elf?

...

The other Slytherin students at the table were equally perplexed by the Howler.

This was completely different from their earlier plans.

Wasn't it supposed to be a united effort from the major pure-blood families to expel Kael?

This idea had originally been proposed by Draco Malfoy and Marcus Flint.

And yet…

Not only had the Malfoy family backed down first, but they had also sent a Howler to the school?

What was going on?

All the Slytherins were at a loss.

"Oh, Merlin above, I've got a Howler too!"

At that moment, another Slytherin exclaimed.

"Oh my, my dad sent me a Howler as well!"

"Mine too...!"

"Someone save me! I don't want to open it!"

However, Malfoy's Howler was just the beginning!

In Slytherin, with over seventy students across seven years, nearly thirty students received Howlers.

This was not just about being scolded; it was much more significant.

After all, it was lunchtime. The majority of Hogwarts' little witches and wizards were gathered in the Great Hall.

The other three houses' students, especially the Gryffindor lions, who were traditional enemies of Slytherin, were watching this unfold!

It could be described as social death on the spot.

Yet, even if they were unwilling, these Slytherins had no choice but to nervously open their Howlers. Otherwise, they would explode shortly and make an even louder noise!

As a result, the Slytherin table became lively all of a sudden.

Over thirty Howlers were simultaneously unleashed.

The noise was so loud it felt like it would lift the ceiling of the Great Hall!

It was hard for the other three houses' students to ignore it.

A burst of uproarious laughter erupted from the Gryffindor table.

"Look, Cassius Warrington got a Howler from his mom!"

"Harper is hiding under the table; he doesn't think he can avoid the Howler by doing that, does he?"

"Hahaha, Crabbe, that fool, didn't even open his Howler!"

These little lions were not about to miss the chance to mock their "generational enemies."

The twins were rolling on the floor, laughing uncontrollably.

Hermione looked at the Howlers flying around the Slytherin table, equally baffled.

...

Soon, after the Howlers had finished their ruckus, they either turned to fragments or were burned to ashes.

The previously Joyful atmosphere at the Slytherin table plummeted to an extreme low.

The Slytherins who had received Howlers wished they could find a hole to hide in after hearing the comments from the other three houses' students.

They simply couldn't understand what had gone wrong.

"Oh, look! This is a letter from my dad!"

Not every student among the Slytherins could have a Howler sent to them; some received regular letters instead.

The speaker was a fourth-year Slytherin, Hughes Lestrange!

Most of his family had chosen to follow Voldemort in the past.

After Voldemort's downfall, their family had faced severe repercussions.

Additionally, the previous head of the family, Rodolphus Lestrange, and his brother Rabastan Lestrange had not even given the family members the keys to their vault until they were imprisoned in Azkaban.

Now their strength was nearly non-existent compared to previous years.

They were left with nothing but the hollow honor of being part of the "Sacred Twenty-Eight Pure-Blood Families."

"Merlin's beard, is this real?" Hughes Lestrange trembled as he looked at the letter before him.

If it weren't for the fact that he could see the note was written by his father, he would hardly believe it was true!