Everyone's eye corners involuntarily twitched.
This was Vinson Wright's solution? What kind of devilish rhetoric was this?
To prevent people from Hufflepuff meddling and trying to persuade others to stop fighting only to get caught in the crossfire, he advocated right here that Gryffindor and Slytherin should not fight?
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Hufflepuff..."
A Gryffindor first-year looked at Vinson and couldn't help sub-consciously speaking up in rebuttal.
"That's right!"
The Slytherin House first-years quickly reacted. When they saw the Gryffindor students filled with righteous indignation, they actually responded to the opinion of Gryffindor House for the first time as a group!
"You lot can mind your own business!"
"That way, when we're sorting out that bunch of idiots from Gryffindor, no one will accidentally injure your people!"
"Always acting like they know what's best..."
"It looks like someone wants to try out my other spells..."
Vinson's single sentence made the entire courtyard fall silent. His gaze swept over the few young wizards who had just stepped forward one by one, and he explained patiently, "I've always believed that a person's goodwill needs to be nurtured, so I don't want anyone to refuse Hufflepuff's kindness..."
"..."
This kind of talk still sounded somewhat reasonable.
The young wizards present had barely accepted it for a second when the smart ones among them immediately reacted again. Wasn't this kind of behavior even more overbearing than the people from Gryffindor and Slytherin!
Compared to these slow-to-react young wizards, some of the slightly older students could quickly discern the essence behind Vinson's words.
"Huh?"
A group of upper-class students walked over along the castle steps. One of the youths wearing a Slytherin Prefect Badge sneered, "Kid, how come I didn't know Hufflepuff students ever got so overbearing?"
This was a Slytherin House prefect.
In fact, he was even surrounded by two other Slytherin House prefects, proving that his status within Slytherin House was not low. He was a seventh-year Slytherin prefect.
Aside from the Slytherin prefects, Gryffindor's three male prefects also walked over. Clearly, they were here to back up their first-years. As for things like fights between first-years, Hogwarts professors generally did not step in; they were all handled by the prefects of each respective house.
The mere fact that prefects could dock house points was enough to make most students unable to hold their heads up in front of prefects.
Unfortunately.
The prefects of Hufflepuff House and Ravenclaw House did not appear. They figured that what happened today had nothing to do with their own houses. Perhaps they had once been as naive as the first-years of their houses, but later they found out it was better not to meddle.
Presumably, the Hufflepuff prefects would never have imagined that because they failed to show up here today, they would soon bring about even greater trouble.
"..."
Vinson slowly turned around and looked at the group walking over. His gaze landed on the speaking seventh-year Slytherin prefect.
Vinson stared at this arrogant and defiant Slytherin prefect, watching the other's eyes without the slightest hint of backing down.
"Is this considered being overbearing?"
This eleven-year-old grey-haired boy, facing a young man six years his senior, spoke calmly, "If you're willing... perhaps Hufflepuff House can be a bit more overbearing."
"Kid, do you know who you're talking to?"
The Slytherin prefect laughed out of anger, turning his head to instruct the prefects beside him, "Did all of you remember this little fellow's name? Showing disrespect to a prefect—how many points was he supposed to have docked again?"
"Speaking of which, Hufflepuff didn't get any points added by the professors today, did they? Do they even have any house points right now?"
"Hhahahaha..."
As Hogwarts prefects, they all possessed considerable authority, and talking back to a prefect truly could serve as an excuse to dock points. This was also where their ability to directly ignore lower-year students came from.
"Vinson..."
Erwin Bones couldn't help tugging at Vinson's sleeve.
As a child hailing from the Bones family, Erwin had heard a thing or two about prefects, because their family had also produced quite a few Hufflepuff prefects.
Vinson ignored Erwin's dissuasion and instead honestly replied to the Slytherin prefect, "Even if someone had points added, perhaps they don't have any left right now? Because during today's Potions Class, Professor Snape, the Head of Slytherin, docked 5 points from me..."
"Hhahahaha, truly Hufflepuff-style honesty..."
Hearing Vinson's words, the sound of laughter from the Slytherin students instantly swept across the entire courtyard.
Just as their laughter had yet to cease, Vinson raised his wand and pointed it at the three Slytherin prefects: "I'm not quite sure what kind of thing a prefect is... But are Slytherin's prefects only capable of running their mouths?"
"Kid, you're doing a very dangerous thing..."
One of the Slytherin prefects sneered in warning, pulling out his wand and pointing it at Vinson: "You kid, you wouldn't think that just because you've learned a bit of magic, you can raise your wand against everyone, would you? Expelliarmus!"
A spell flew out from his wand!
Vinson waved his wand and deflected the incoming Disarming Charm, loudly chanting the exact same incantation. The identical spell was shot right back instantly!
"Expelliarmus!"
Caught off guard, this Slytherin prefect was directly blown back by Vinson's Disarming Charm, and the wand in his hand flew straight out, landing in Vinson's grasp!
Even if this prefect had dropped his guard... being struck and disabled by a first-year using a Disarming Charm like this was entirely too humiliating for him!
"You're right."
Vinson gripped the wand belonging to his enemy and continued softly, "I hope you also remember your own words and don't casually point your wand at people in the future. I believe you'll remember this lesson..."
As his voice fell, Vinson pressed his thumb forward with force and, right in front of everyone, snapped the wand in half instantly!
Crack!
The crisp sound of a wooden stick breaking rang out.
Destroying a wizard's wand was tantamount to a declaration of war!
"You little brat!"
The two remaining Slytherin prefects instantly flew into a rage!
These two young wizards completely disregarded their own status and the age gap, hurriedly pulling out their wands to cast magic at Vinson!
One was a sixth-year Slytherin prefect, and the other was a seventh-year Slytherin prefect. Both of them had already passed their Wizarding Examinations, and they had even mastered Unforgivable Curses!
Yet.
The two of them were ultimately a step too slow.
"Incendio!"
Vinson waved his wand, and a flicker of flame ignited from the tip!
Flames rose once more!
This seemingly fragile flicker of flame turned into a huge arc of fire in the blink of an eye. The high-temperature heatwave stirred up by this arc of fire swept the Slytherin prefects flying away instantly!
These arrogant and domineering Slytherin prefects didn't even have time to raise their defenses before they were all knocked flat to the ground by Vinson!
"Petrificus Totalus."
Vinson delivered his final strike.
The three Slytherin prefects were thus easily pinned in place by the Petrifying Charm, lying stiffly on the ground as they could only watch helplessly at what was about to happen.
What an utter disgrace...
To actually be forced into this state by a kid!
"Don't casually point your own wand at others..."
Vinson held his wand, pointing it at the fallen three Slytherin prefects, and said courteously yet firmly, "Thanks for your warning. As a return favor, I'll offer a counter-advice: a wizard must absolutely never forget to keep a tight grip on their wand at all times."
"..."
The three Slytherin prefects couldn't help glaring with blazing anger.
Vinson looked at the three young wizards who had lost all capacity for resistance and began channeling his magical power into his wand.
"There's one thing you guys said right just now: Hufflepuff doesn't have many house points, and every single point is precious to us..."
"Don't rush, I know you might not understand, but I believe you'll soon understand what kind of mood I was in when I had points docked by your Slytherin Head of House."
"Right now, I'm going to hang you on the walls of Hogwarts Castle to commemorate the five points I lost in Potions Class this morning, and let you experience what it felt like for me..."
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