Experiment Completed with Malfoy

"What? Who doesn't know that Gryffindors are a bunch of brainless idiots."

The compartment door was pushed open.

The speaker was a child with pale blonde hair, a sallow complexion, and a sharp, mean-spirited demeanor.

Behind him followed two tall, chubby boys, like two door gods guarding the child.

"Draco Malfoy?"

"Wasn't he at the castle entrance in the movie? Is this a butterfly effect?"

Basil thought in confusion.

However, what surprised him even more was that this Malfoy looked directly at him.

Not Harry?

Is he here to teach him a lesson?

Because Fenrir's attempt to kill him failed?

Does Draco Malfoy know about that too?

It's possible.

After all, Lucius Malfoy dared to confront Harry in front of the headmaster's office (in the movie, Basil didn't know if it wasn't in the novel).

Draco Malfoy would later become the youngest Death Eater.

Malfoy first mocked Neville.

"Oh, Crybaby Longbottom, you want to go to Gryffindor too?"

He paused again, then said somewhat formally, "You must be that Granger."

"A relative of Finn Granger, the current president of the Extraordinary Apothecary Association."

"Killed the notorious werewolf Greyback."

"And made quite a splash at the station today."

"Your influential connections are, according to research, quite reliable."

"But it's a pity," Malfoy paused again, looking at Ron with disdain.

"You seem to have made the wrong friends. But I believe it's more likely that some people just stuck to you like sticky candy."

"In this regard, I can help you."

Speaking of which, Malfoy extended his right hand, "My name is Draco Malfoy."

He casually pointed out the names of the chubby boys with his eyes, "As for them, Crabbe, and Goyle."

Facing Draco Malfoy's provocative self-introduction.

The few people in the compartment reacted differently.

Hermione, who also hadn't knocked, said with disgust, "No manners! Don't you know to knock?"

Harry and Ron jumped to their feet.

Draco Malfoy acted as if he hadn't seen them.

He narrowed his eyes and shrewdly sized up Hermione, "Oh? What's your name?"

Hermione lifted her chin and replied proudly, "Hermione Granger!"

Malfoy instantly suppressed the disdain in his eyes and looked at Basil, "Granger? You're related."

Ron, who had been ignored, seized the opportunity to mock, "Doesn't your family always think highly of yourselves?"

"Oh, I know."

"My father said that several of your potion shops have been sealed recently."

"You even lost your seat on the Hogwarts board."

"What, are you here to lick Basil's boots?"

Draco Malfoy's cheeks flushed slightly, "My father also told me that people from the Weasley family have red hair, freckles all over their faces, and too many children to support."

"And you," he said, as if just noticing Harry, "I remember you come from a wizarding family too. If you hang out with people like the Weasleys, who are neither here nor there, you'll be influenced."

Harry didn't even look at Draco. "Get out! You're not welcome here!"

His attention was completely captured by Goyle and Crabbe.

These two chubby boys seemed to remind him of Dudley.

Especially since they were both eyeing the pile of snacks greedily.

The one named Crabbe even reached out his hand towards a Chocolate Frog.

Harry: "Take your hand off!"

Draco, ignored, said in a commanding tone, "Ignore him! You deserve this!"

Crabbe grinned foolishly and stuffed the Chocolate Frog into his mouth.

But the next second, Crabbe frowned, "It's a bit bitter? It seems like some kind of sauce was smeared on it."

After watching the play, especially the part where Crabbe ate Scabbers' sauce, Basil also stood up.

[Stupefy]

He casually flicked his middle finger, and a red light shot out, splitting into three.

Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were sent flying by the power of the Stupefy spell.

Bang, bang, bang! With three crisp sounds.

The three crashed into the compartment door opposite them.

And collapsed on the floor.

Tears welled up in Draco's eyes, and he cried out.

"I-I'm going to tell my dad!"

After saying that, he got up with Crabbe and Goyle, and they slunk away.

Basil rubbed his chin and thought, "Just a little boy who only knows how to call for his dad? Ridiculous!"

Unlike Ron, who was gloating, Harry, who was trying to suppress a laugh, and Neville, who was secretly smiling.

Hermione frowned.

She ignored Basil's vulgar gesture and the unfamiliar spell that interested her the most.

Her attention was entirely focused on the fact that Basil might be in trouble.

"Basil, you should be careful. Fighting before school even starts is not a good thing!"

"But... I won't tell the professor this time. We haven't even started school yet, have we?"

Ron looked incredulous, "Who are you? Malfoy insulted our house, and you want to report him to the teacher?"

Harry and Neville also had their doubts, wondering if there was something wrong with this girl's head.

Basil saw the concern hidden in Hermione's words, "She's just worried about me, afraid that Draco Malfoy will report me to the teacher."

"But he doesn't have the guts to do that, especially since he's the one being disciplined."

Then, he looked at Hermione seriously, "Don't say things like reporting to the teacher anymore. We're all classmates, and no one likes to be managed, even if you mean well."

Hermione didn't pay attention.

She only noticed one thing.

Basil had seen her concern!

This made her heart and expression leap!

Hermione's joyful expression made Ron misunderstand.

So, he was about to say something else.

Basil interrupted, deciding to change the subject.

"Let's reintroduce ourselves!"

"You already know my name."

Hermione nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, yes, I just found out that Basil also has the surname Granger!"

"But no one in my family understands magic. In fact, Basil and I are not related."

Neville and Ron also stated their names.

Finally, Harry said, "My name is Harry Potter."

Hermione and Neville gasped.

Hermione: "Is it really you? I know all about you."

"You're mentioned in 'A History of Modern Magic,' 'The Rise and Fall of Dark Arts,' and 'Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century.'"

"But it's not just these books, I've memorized all the textbooks!"

"The only regret is that I got Basil's book list too late."

"I wonder if the Hogwarts library will have the corresponding books."

She began to ramble on.

Harry and Neville's eyes glazed over, their minds blank.

Scabbers, the rat, after wiping his backside with a cake, also covered his ears and burrowed into Ron's pocket.

Only Ron.

Persistently interjected his opinions on Slytherin and the Malfoy family while Hermione was speaking.

As for Basil, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally had time to think about the numerical changes in the Stupefy spell when it affected Malfoy.

In fact, when Draco Malfoy extended his right hand, the system had already identified him as Basil's friend.

After Malfoy fled in disgrace, he gained a blue-quality, unactivated, growth-type [Echo].

Clicking on the friend list and then the avatar, his data appeared.

[Name: Draco Malfoy]

[Race: Wizard]

[HP: 8]

[MP: 5]

[Luck: 2-5]

[Family Traits: Blond Hair and White Skin (Awakened), Self-Suppression (Awakened), Dark Arts Mastery]

His stats were nothing special.

It wasn't surprising that the family traits included physical appearance.

In the wizarding world, some families were just like that.

The Weasley family definitely had red hair and freckles; the Potter family had messy hair with a constant length.

As for the self-suppression, Basil had some guesses.

The twins' older sister and younger sister had both said that Draco Malfoy was particularly good at suppressing his empathy to bully others.

Because of this, his speed and skill in learning Legilimency from his aunt Bellatrix later on were exceptionally fast and advanced.

Malfoy's magic and HP were only at the upper end of the normal range for young wizards.

Basil had collected a lot of data at the station.

Wizards' MP ranged from 3-7.

Most first-year wizards hovered between 3-5, while older wizards were between 4-7.

HP ranged from 7-10.

This made one of Basil's guesses a reality.

HP was limited by physiological structure.

A level 1 Devil's Snare had 130 HP.

This was because as long as one vine remained, it could survive.

However, for wizards, without magical transformation, most wizards could be killed with a pitchfork if they didn't use spell defenses.

But if calculated this way, wizards would be seriously injured just by taking one Stupefy.

This was because Basil's level 1 Stupefy card data was as follows:

[Stupefy]

[Level: 1]

[MP Cost: 3]

[Fires a beam of red light that causes the target to fall unconscious]

[Damage: 3]

[Effective Range: 10m, after 10m, damage decays by 1 point per 1m]

Keep in mind, some young wizards had HP as low as 7.

This single spell exceeded one-third of their HP.

Not to mention, Basil could 'consume' several times the MP to achieve several times the damage.

Therefore, this experiment was conducted.

For the safety of Malfoy and the others, he did not use an extra wand or wand appearance.

He only cast spells using his [Grimoire].

Of course, this also offered more flexibility.

Being silent and incantation-less, he could expend mental effort to split the spell's power.

If driven by MP, it could even produce effects beyond the spell according to his will.

Split into three parts, the Stupefy spells, each dealing 1 damage, acted upon the three of them.

With Basil's intent to drive them out of the compartment, they were blasted away.

The Stupefy spell had taken on the appearance of a banishing charm.

When hit, Draco's HP did not change; instead, a phantom "-1" appeared next to his MP.

However, his MP did not actually decrease.

From outward observation, the three of them looked as if they had just been punched, experiencing the pain of the spell hitting them and being knocked to the ground.

"My Stupefy's damage didn't exceed his MP, so it couldn't make him faint?"

"So, MP isn't just spell power, but also spell resistance? Huh? Are all wizards walking little sprites!???"

"Cough, cough."

"Simultaneous hits on multiple people could be life-threatening, how is that calculated?"

"Is it each person's damage resistance being added, or...?"

"What would Hagrid's data panel look like, being able to withstand multiple spells without injury and escape?"