Chapter 626

"Which house?"

"Who else could it be?" Hermione gritted her teeth. "Slytherin! Gryffindor! Two idiots were holding an underground duel, which would have been bad enough, but they actually used Dark Arts! And difficult curse magic at that!"

"You'd never believe what I saw over there... Ten minutes later, if I hadn't taken the prefects on patrol today, Hogwarts would've had a serious curse-dueling accident! Madam Pomfrey said that if that idiot and unlucky bastard had arrived any later, he'd have to eat with his navel for the rest of his life!"

Sean rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. "Eat with his navel? That should be a Silencing Curse, but it sounds like the caster wasn't very proficient? Most likely, they physically silenced the other person's mouth. That's a common casting error, and a faulty Silencing Curse can cause backlash too—does that guy have a mouth growing on his stomach now?"

Hermione listened to his explanation of the various effects of this Dark Arts spell and rubbed her forehead with a headache. "Exactly right. I almost forgot you're a Dark Arts master—yet as Head Boy, you didn't go on patrol with me! If you'd been there, Madam Pomfrey probably wouldn't even have been needed!"

Sean gave an embarrassed smile. While she had been working, he had been in the Room of Requirement cultivating his relationship with Daisy by putting on stockings.

Little White Flower seemed to have thought of that too, and she unconsciously lowered her head a little.

Still, the student leader who had just dealt with a Dark Arts dueling accident had a best friend and colleague who was a top-tier Dark Arts master—more precisely, the strongest Dark wizard at Hogwarts...

It was rather darkly funny...

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