Punishment

Harry is very proactive.

While Ryan lamented the tragedy of being a strongman, he used the Marauder's Map to ambush Zacharias in the corner of the dungeon leading to the Hufflepuff Common Room.

"Levicorpus!" Harry muttered silently to himself behind Zacharias.

A flash of bright light and a scream followed, and Zacharias was left hanging upside down in mid-air.

It was as if an invisible hook had snagged his ankle, hanging him upside down.

He tried desperately to turn his head to see who it was, but because he was bound and hanging upside down in the air, he could only stop swaying helplessly.

"Who is it? This place is very close to Hufflepuff's lounge!"

We are very united!

It's not too late for you to let me go now.

I am a descendant of the great Hufflepuff.

They couldn't stand by and watch people from other colleges bully me.

And Professor Snape, if he happens to pass by, your identity will be exposed!

"You attacked me from behind, you must be a thug—" Zacharias seemed to be half threatening and half pleading, but his hand touched his wand.

But he stopped abruptly halfway through reciting the incantation.

"Expelliarmus (silently)!" Harry waved his wand, and a red light flashed.

Zacharias' wand spun as it landed on the stone floor with a crisp sound.

Zacharias was terrified.

From the very beginning until now, the people behind him have been like a wisp of air.

He didn't say a word.

His demands and his purpose were completely unknown.

This only makes people more panicked.

Zacharias was very puzzled.

He spoke very loudly, but why did the people passing by seem not to have heard him?

It was as if the corner he was in had been forgotten by the world.

Will his interrupted resistance provoke the person behind him?

Although he thought this way, he still said in a fierce but weak tone, "Even if you go too far, you'll only teach me a lesson."

But I will definitely mobilize my family's influence to investigate this matter.

Not only you, but your family will also suffer my revenge!

I'll show you just how prestigious Hufflepuff is in the Britain Wizarding World!

If you put me down now and lick my toes, I might still let you go.

You coward, you wimp!

They only dare to attack from behind!

You can't take a joke, you worthless bastard!

A bastard child born to a harlot!

No, mumble.

"Scourgify (silently)!" Harry thought to himself.

Zacharias immediately spat out pink soap bubbles, his lips were covered in foam, making him feel S.P.E.W. and unable to breathe.

"Someone, someone, please save me!" he cried out in his heart.

At the same time, it was filled with regret.

How could he be so brave as to provoke someone under such circumstances?

The only sound he could hear now was the footsteps outside the corridor, which sounded like a countdown to Bleach.

He struggled and S.P.E.W. out bubbly soapy water.

However, the owner, who made no sound, noticed something was wrong and stopped.

Just as he was about to faint, a cool sensation struck his abdomen.

He then realized that his breathing was beginning to become easier.

For the first time, he felt how wonderful breathing could be.

Tranquil and peaceful, as if returning to the womb.

It made him even forget where he was.

It seemed like a long while before he remembered the You-Know-Who behind all of this.

"Hello.

How should I address you?

The Great Lord?

Lord Knight?

Owner?

"Darling?" Seeing that the person behind him still didn't move, he forcibly suppressed his twitching face.

He forced a smile and continued, "I don't know how I, a lowly scumbag lower than dirt, offended you."

Could you please give me a hint?

I can change! I'm willing to do anything to make up for it! If only you're willing!

A blue light flashed by.

"No, no!" Zacharias cried out in terror, flailing his arms and legs in the air.

He only regained his composure after realizing he was unharmed and that a new line of words had appeared on the opposite wall.

"Why did you steal the club's information?" Because of the way he was lying upside down, and the resulting head congestion.

He read it aloud with some difficulty, referring to the text.

Then it dawned on me, "You're also from the club?"

I just hate Colin.

He was a wizard from a family of Mudwomen wizards.

Yet they organized such a large club.

It also earned the teacher's approval.

My Hufflepuff Research Club, however, applied multiple times but was never approved.

That's why I'm jealous of him.

The hope is that this will make Colin bear the guilt of betraying the great Harry Potter.

"He cut himself off from the club." Another flash of light appeared. But this time, Zacharias didn't scream.

On the contrary, he thought he was going to be put down.

He was very careful with his words when he spoke.

There wasn't a single bad word said about that person's possible idol, Harry Potter.

He even forced himself to say "great" despite feeling disgusted.

But he soon realized he was wrong.

The only difference from before is that the sentence on the wall has changed:

You are lying.

"I didn't!" Zacharias denied it outright, but sensing the wand poking his lower back, he quickly changed his tune, "Okay, okay! I'll tell the truth! I hate Harry Potter!"

He and that Dudley are always targeting me!

First up is Harry Potter!

They stole my thunder! They cheated! They made me lose my status as Champion!

Secondly, there's Dudley!

Harry Potter's Mudblood cousin, under his orders, suppressed me.

He stole Smith's leadership position in Hufflepuff!

Even if this position isn't mine, it should be Diggory's!

"Their family at least has a Hufflepuff Minister for Magic!" Zacharias paused.

Seemingly feeling that his tone had been too arrogant, he subtly pushed the wand in at his lower back.

He lowered his voice again, speaking softly in a sickeningly sweet tone, "Are you still there?"

I'm not lying this time.

My loss of composure just now was simply because I lost my senses after being hung upside down for too long.

That photo wasn't actually taken by me.

It's Colin! You should go find him!

I just happened to see him secretly destroying the body to cover up the crime.

Curiosity led to its restoration.

The magic wand on his back had left his waist.

Encouraged, Zacharias continued, "In fact, I gave that photo and those materials to Eyes of the Future more to make money."

Think about it, "Eyes of the Future" is just as unreliable as the previous "The Quibbler".

Even if they publish the news.

Not many people believed it.

The reason this incident has blown up so much is largely because Mrs. Potter herself admitted her identity.

In a sense, I did help Mrs. Potter!

This foreshadows her identity and her relationship with Professor Snape.

So, if it weren't for me...

The current situation is probably not like that.

"Sir?" Zacharias, who was speaking enthusiastically, suddenly paused.

He had been vaguely aware that the breathing of the person behind him had also stopped.

So he quickly followed up by asking, "Sir? Are you still there?"

If you're leaving, please help me untie this.

Ugh, my robe has fallen down. My underwear is showing!

Sir? Is anyone there?

Help me!