Speaking of Pansy, he still felt somewhat sorry for her.
In the movie version of the world, Pansy had been very pretty in the earlier films, nothing like the ugly girl described in the books.
But in the real world, Wayne could only say... the book's description had still been conservative.
Looking at her for one second too long was enough to ruin his appetite for breakfast.
Unexpectedly, Pansy noticed Wayne's hurried glance and actually interpreted it as fear.
"Just you wait, Lawrence!"
"The Parkinson family and the other pure-blood families won't let you off!" the ugly witch thought viciously.
Quite a few Slytherin students had already written home yesterday. They planned to have their parents pressure Dumbledore into expelling Wayne directly.
Especially Robert Parkinson, the worst victim of all. When he learned that he would still have to serve detention after being discharged...
The wound on his head split open again from anger, and he fainted once more.
Madam Pomfrey said he could forget about leaving the hospital before next week at the earliest.
In her letter, Pansy had described what happened to Robert as far more serious than it was, precisely so her family would take it seriously and viciously retaliate against Wayne.
Unfortunately, these Slytherins still hadn't learned to read the situation. Hogwarts belonged to Dumbledore now.
As long as he remained headmaster, no one could influence this place. The Headmaster's Office.
Early the next morning, dozens of owls poured into the office carrying envelopes. Quite a few of them were conspicuously red.
Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand. Before the Howlers could even explode, they turned into black smoke, burned to ash, and were blown out the window.
He opened the remaining letters, and as expected, most of them were complaints. The Slytherin parents arrogantly demanded that