Young People Have No Martial Virtue, Spraying "Dog Food" Everywhere!

"Bell, what... what should I do?"

When Hagrid saw Bell, it was as if he had seen a savior.

Hagrid was actually capable of breaking the Shield Charm on Malfoy; it would only take him a few punches.

The problem is that Hagrid fears that his violent act of breaking the shield will affect Malfoy, thus further aggravating his injuries.

Therefore, he could only turn to Bell, who seemed to have some skills, for help.

"..."

Bell glanced at Hagrid, somewhat speechless.

The other person is clearly the professor, yet they're asking him, this "weak and helpless" student, what to do?

This isn't appropriate.

Despite having these thoughts, Bell still took out his Wand, intending to lend a small favor.

Bell pressed his Wand against Malfoy's Shield Charm. Blue lines rapidly spread across the Shield Charm, originating from the tip of Bell's wand.

With no one in control of the Shield Charm, Bell quickly seized control.

As Bell retracted his Wand, the shield enveloping Malfoy burst like a fragile soap bubble.

"Alright, Professor. You can take Malfoy to see Madam Pomfrey now."

Bell said casually.

Upon hearing this, Hagrid quickly bent down and picked up Malfoy. Only after feeling that Malfoy was still breathing faintly did Hagrid finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Bell, the rest is up to you."

After saying that, Hagrid turned and ran quickly toward the castle without looking back.

"Huh? You're leaving all that to me?"

Bell looked completely bewildered. However, Hagrid seemed not to have heard Bell's question and sped away, disappearing from his sight.

"..."

"Bell, what should we do next?"

Hermione asked with concern.

This happened in the very first class, and the kind-hearted Hermione was very worried for Professor Hagrid.

"What else can we do?"

Bell glanced around and noticed that everyone else was staring at him.

"What are you looking at! What's so interesting?! Move along, move along, everyone move along!"

"But..."

"But what 'but'?"

Bell interrupted Harry.

"If you want to stay here, I have no objection."

After saying that, Bell ignored the others and turned to look at the Hippogriff.

"You! Go back to where you came from! This is none of your business!"

Bell nodded in satisfaction as he watched the Hippogriff disappear into the Forbidden Forest.

These big guys are more obedient; they leave when told to.

And look at these unruly kids! It's been so long, and not a single one has left. Such a good thing as letting get out of class end early, and nobody wants to go?

What kind of world is this!

Ignoring everyone else, Bell grabbed Hermione's hand and headed towards the castle.

"Bell, is it really okay for us to just leave like this?"

Hermione asked hesitantly.

"What else do you want to do? Ride that Hippogriff around a few more times?"

"No, no. But... but..."

Seeing that Hermione had been trying to figure things out for a long time without success, Bell comforted her:

"Don't worry. With something like this happening, the course can't continue. We'll leave sooner or later anyway, so we might as well leave sooner."

"Bell, do you think Professor Hagrid might be in trouble?"

It's clear that Hermione quite enjoyed Hagrid's lesson.

If nothing unexpected happens along the way...

"I don't know. That depends on Professor Dumbledore's attitude."

Bell shrugged indifferently.

Malfoy wasn't actually seriously injured. Of course, whether he'll suffer any psychological trauma is something Bell doesn't know.

Therefore, if Dumbledore intended to save Hagrid, it wouldn't actually require much effort.

However, this is outside of Bell's concern.

Seeing Bell and Hermione leave, someone took the lead, and the others followed in small groups behind Bell.

Without even listening to the chattering of those Little Wizard, Bell knew that by dinner time, the events of this afternoon would be common knowledge.

"Bell, why is Malfoy's Curses being reflected back?"

On the way back to the castle, temporarily setting aside her worries about Professor Hagrid, Hermione finally had time to ask the questions that had arisen earlier.

"Huh!? Didn't I tell you?"

Bell looked at Hermione in surprise.

"What did you say?"

Hermione asked, puzzled.

"Ahem! N-nothing. What did you just ask? Oh! Why was Malfoy's Curses bounced back, right?"

Bell awkwardly changed the subject.

He suddenly remembered that when he gave the Defensive Trinket to Hermione last year, he didn't seem to have given her a detailed explanation.

Or rather, because Hermione suddenly ran away, he didn't have a chance to explain. Later, he just forgot about it.

After all, so many things happened back then, it's understandable that people have forgotten.

Under his girlfriend's suspicious gaze, Bell felt a chill run down his spine. If he could, he really didn't want to explain. But obviously, that was out of the question.

"That's because the magic in the Defensive Trinket Malfoy wore was infused by someone else."

Bell speculated that it was probably the magic that Malfoy's father, Lucius Malfoy, injected to ensure his son's safety.

However, in the end, it backfired.

"If the magic is infused by someone with stronger magic power, then it can indeed enhance the defensive capabilities of the accessory."

However, due to the different sources of magic, the wearer's Curses will not be able to penetrate the Shield Charm.

Um... well, those two pieces of jewelry I gave you before, the magic inside them...

At that moment, Bell felt incredibly fortunate.

Fortunately, Hermione was not attacked in a way that would activate her Defensive Trinket, and fortunately, Hermione did not attack outwards while the trinket was activated.

Otherwise, it would be too stupid to be half-dead from one's own attack, like Malfoy did.

I wonder if Malfoy will ever have the face to show his face in public again?

"!?"

Hermione glanced down at the ring and bracelet on her hand.

So these two things are really that rip-off!?

With lightning speed, Hermione kicked Bell in the shin.

"Why didn't you tell me something so important sooner?!"

"But you ran too fast, I didn't have time..."

"You dare to argue!"

Reminded by Bell, Hermione inadvertently recalled the scene and, enraged, unleashed her "Phantom Chain Kicks," kicking Bell's shin repeatedly while muttering, "You try to talk nonsense! You try to talk nonsense!"

After his apologies and pleas for forgiveness went unanswered, Bell simply picked Hermione up by the waist, preventing her from kicking anyone else.

"Put me down!"

Hermione exclaimed in surprise that Bell had suddenly used this move.

There was a whole crowd watching from behind. Hermione, with her thin skin, couldn't handle being surrounded by so many people.

Bell, who originally just wanted to stop Hermione's "tyranny," found that it was actually quite comfortable to hold her after picking Hermione up.

Hermione's shy demeanor also amused Bell.

So Bell made the decision.

"Why are you leaving?! Just go!"

With that, Bell picked up Hermione and ran toward the castle.

All that was left behind was a group of Little Wizard who had been stuffed with "dog food" (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), lamenting the decline of morality and the loss of traditional values, and how young people lacked martial ethics and were indiscriminately displaying "dog food"!