"What? Professor Quirrell was beaten to death by Charlie?"
"That's right. I saw it with my own eyes. Charlie hung Quirrell from a tree and beat him all night."
"Merlin's nose-hair clipper! Why did Charlie do that to Quirrell?"
"I heard Charlie clubbed Quirrell from behind just because Quirrell looked at him one too many times."
"Now I understand why we had a free period for Defense Against the Dark Arts today."
Listening to the surrounding chatter, Charlie rolled his eyes and looked toward the Gryffindor table in the distance.
It's hard to guess how such an outrageous rumor got started. Which two bastards were responsible?
The moment Harry and Ron saw Charlie looking over, they hurriedly buried their heads in their plates, nearly sticking their noses into their Pumpkin Juice.
How far has this rumor spread?
They were helpless too.
They had only said that Quirrell was a dark wizard and that Charlie had beaten him. How had that turned into this?
Ernie leaned over from the side.
"Charlie, did you really hang Professor Quirrell up and beat him?"
Justin chuckled.
"That's so twisted. I like it."
Charlie: ??
Something's wrong with you, bro.
He grabbed both of them by the heads.
"Eat your Stargazy pie."
After lunch, Charlie rose and prepared to head to Hagrid's Hut.
As soon as he stood up, every student from the other Houses fell silent and lowered their heads to eat, leaving only the Hufflepuff students unaffected.
This food is really something.
As for the Hufflepuffs, they had already been eating with their heads down.
Charlie shook his head helplessly, left the Great Hall, and decided to go check on Hagrid.
Hagrid still didn't know exactly what had happened yesterday. He had only been told to go rescue the Unicorn.
Harry, Ron, and