Hermione: Go To Hell!

"What? The mouse brought back gold coins?!"

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

As a know-it-all, Hermione couldn't help but curiously took a step forward and carefully observed Jerry in John's hands for a long time, her cute little face full of confusion.

"This, this is that magical animal in the wizarding world,the Niffler?"

"But why is it different from the illustrations I saw in "Thirty-two Fantastic Beasts that Wizards Must Know"?"

Next to him, Ronald stared with a pair of clear eyes, looking at the spots in his hand, and then at Jerry, who was round in John's hand and was combing his beard at the moment.

"What is a Niffler?"

Hermione looked at him like he was a fool.

"Didn't you just say that your family are all wizards? You don't even know about Niffler?"

The arrogance she had put away when she faced John returned again the moment she faced Ronald again.

She hummed proudly.

"The book says that the Niffler is a small magical animal from Britain. They are harmless, but they have no resistance to sparkling things, especially gold and silver jewelry. Moreover, they have a pouch that comes with their own Traceless Stretching Spell."

Ronald looked ugly and embarrassed as he sat closer to Harry.

On the other hand, he whispered dissatisfiedly.

"Where did she come from, and no one wants her to answer anything... What a nuisance!"

Suddenly, Hermione's eyes widened with anger.

John on the side saw that the other party was about to take out his wand, and hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt.

"Oh oh oh! Miss Granger, I think you know better than me what the consequences will be if you use your wand to cast a spell on others today. Calm down!"

Hermione seemed rigid and always willing to follow the rules.

But John knew that Gryffindor's little wizards, even the most honest Neville Longbottom, did not lack the courage to challenge the rules.

Ronald, on the other hand, had a tough mouth and snorted disdainfully.

"It's so funny. John, why do you think this annoying girl can do magic?"

Hermione: "Repaired!"

Harry's eyes widened instantly, and in the sight of his broken lenses, the crack disappeared instantly the moment Hermione pointed her wand at him.

Looking at Ronald, whose face was solidified and flushed, as if he wanted to open the window and jump out of the car to escape, Hermione had no intention of letting him go.

"In fact, it seems that I have indeed overestimated those of you who come from wizarding families, don't you think so...Mr. Wizard?"

Ronald: "..."

The tense scene made John, who was watching the show, no longer able to sit idly by.

He stood up and quickly put a hand on Hermione's shoulder, pushing her towards the outside of the box.

"Okay, okay, Miss Granger, I think you don't want to waste time on this meaningless fight, right? The Mr. Longbottom you mentioned is probably still waiting for his toad..."

John said, turning back and winking at Harry.

After the latter nodded to express his understanding, he took Hermione out of the box.

"Harry, you also saw that the guy just barged in suddenly and became inexplicably annoying... I'm sure that such an annoying guy must be a Slytherin!"

Ronald complained dissatisfiedly.

"And that John, why does he seem to like that annoying guy just now? Are they the same kind of people?"

"That's enough Ronald!"

Harry originally planned to deal with it casually and let the other party calm down.

Hearing Ronald actually mention something wrong with John, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared on the spot.

"You don't know John, he, he is not a simple person, and he is my friend! My best friend!"

Harry originally wanted to say that John is a powerful exorcist.

Has the ability to cast magic without a wand.

But thinking that John didn't seem to want the people around him to know this, he reluctantly stopped the defense on his lips.

Not to mention what happened between Harry and Ronald.

At first, Hermione was full of grievances and anger, accusing people like Ronald of being annoying, while watching Jerry quickly search for the toad in front of the two of them.

Gritting his teeth, she suddenly stepped on John's instep.

In the latter's cries of pain, a word was left behind.

"John Constantine! I should have thought of it earlier. Since a guy like you is sitting in the same box as that redhead, he must be the same type of person!"

"What?"

John black question mark face.

Is Miss Know-It-All so clueless?

Searching side by side has become one in tandem.

John didn't step forward to cause trouble, but Hermione, who felt the footsteps behind her, clenched her little hands.

His heart is filled with annoyance.

Jerry, who seemed to have found some clue in front of him, speeded up, and John, who was following behind him, had no obligation to help her complete the "good guy mission".

Although this guy seems a little too familiar, but... he seem to be a little too excited about him.

A lazy voice came into my ears from behind.

"Miss Granger, don't expect a simple apology to calm me down. I'm not a broad-minded person."

Hermione blushed.

Hermione clenched her fists.

Hermione looked back.

"Go to hell! You bastard!"

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