Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have?

Black looked utterly baffled.

He had no idea what this guy was up to.

He had been the one running away just now.

And now, he was the one who had inexplicably stopped running.

At that moment.

An angry roar came from the distance again!

Clearly, that thing had broken free from its restraints!

Hermione's little face turned deathly pale.

Even though she did not quite believe it was a tiger.

Judging by the sound.

That thing might have been even more vicious than a tiger.

That cry was far too terrifying.

Just hearing it made her hair stand on end!

"Y-you... how did you provoke something so terrifying...?"

Hermione's voice was trembling slightly.

"I accidentally hurt myself just now and bled a little..."

"You mean the smell of blood drew it here? What exactly is it?!"

Listening to the distant roars.

Hermione was already unable to stop herself from wanting to run again.

But for some reason.

Black had shown no intention of fleeing since earlier.

At that moment, Black was also wondering what that monster was.

Thanks to his powerful memory now.

Even information he had read in his previous life.

Remained crystal clear in his mind.

One by one, the various Fantastic Beasts from materials he had read in his previous life flashed through his mind.

In the end, he settled on one entry.

Concealment Monster.

A creature that slept by day and moved by night.

It lived in forests.

It fed on humanoid beings.

It possessed the ability to turn invisible.

It was extremely tall, with silvery-white fur.

Like a bear walking upright.

Only wizards could survive an attack by a Concealment Monster.

If it was a Muggle...

They could only become its food!

"So it was you... Concealment Monster," Black muttered.

"What did you say?" Hermione had not heard what Black said.

"I said we probably can't run now," Black said.

"What? But..."

Boom!

A massive pit suddenly appeared in the clearing five meters in front of them without warning!

"What happened?"

Hermione stared at the pit before her in horror.

There had clearly been nothing there.

Why had a huge pit suddenly appeared?

Black glanced at Hermione with a hint of regret.

That level of terror...

What a shame it had not been caused by him.

Otherwise, he would probably have gotten another Treasure Chest!

If he got the chance later.

Should he find a way to scare her...

"It's an invisible monster. I don't know what it is either."

Black did not tell the truth.

Because a child from an Orphanage.

Should not know what a Concealment Monster was...

And with Hermione beside him.

He could not use other offensive spells either.

For the same reason.

A Muggle-born child who had never come into contact with the magical world.

Should not know those spells.

But...

Transfiguration was an exception!

Because Transfiguration had no specific incantation.

Any young wizard who had experienced an accidental surge of magic.

Could possibly use Transfiguration by accident!

Black took a deep breath.

He was ready to make his move.

However...

Hermione suddenly stepped in front of him.

"Run! I'll deal with this monster!"

"Huh?" Black stared at Hermione, who had suddenly shielded him.

His face was full of confusion.

Wait... did someone get the script wrong?

"Wait..."

Black wanted to say something.

But Hermione interrupted him again.

"You don't understand! This is a Fantastic Beast!"

"You're a Muggle... Muggles have no way to deal with creatures like this!"

"I... I... I'm..."

"That's why I can deal with it..."

Black keenly noticed.

Though Hermione talked tough.

Her legs were trembling.

At the same time.

Black noticed that a slender little wooden stick had appeared in Hermione's hand.

A Wand...

"You can't deal with it," Black said softly.

"Let me do it."

"What can a Muggle like you do?! Run!"

"I... I don't know how long I can hold it off..."

Hermione raised her Wand with trembling hands.

Pointing it at what appeared to be empty space ahead.

The Concealment Monster seemed to have suffered at the hands of wizards before.

So when it saw the Wand in Hermione's hand.

It decisively halted its attempt to pounce.

However, Hermione was ultimately just a rookie little Witch who had not even started school yet.

Although she had read many books about the magical world.

And had even memorized the textbooks by heart.

Still...

What offensive spells could first-year textbooks possibly contain?

Hermione held up her Wand and thought for a long time, but could not come up with a spell suited to the current situation...

She did think of plenty of everyday spells...

And so, one person and one monster fell into a strange standoff.

Black shook his head.

What kind of situation was this...

Suddenly, Black decisively shoved Hermione.

Already nervous, Hermione was violently pushed by Black.

And immediately fell to the ground beside them!

Hermione's Shock! Gold Treasure Chest!

"Hey! You..."

Just as Hermione angrily wanted to demand why Black had pushed her.

Dust suddenly burst up from where she had been standing.

As though something had charged through it!

Hermione looked at Black with lingering fear.

Her anger was immediately swallowed by terror.