Hermione's Fury

Today is Sunday. After his morning exercise as usual, Bell arrived at the Great Hall to have breakfast.

But after entering the Great Hall, Bell found the atmosphere somewhat strange.

The Gryffindor dining table, usually bustling with noise, was eerily silent today. Every Little Wizard was eating with their heads down, and when they spoke to those around them, they did so in hushed tones.

Unlike Gryffindor, the Slytherin snakes, who usually ate quietly and never forgot to maintain aristocratic etiquette, were unusually noisy today. Everyone was shouting loudly, as if they had endless things to say to those around them.

Bell walked to the Ravenclaw table and sat down, asking the person next to her, "Penelope, why do I feel like the atmosphere is a bit strange today?"

"Didn't you notice?"

Penelope looked at Bell strangely.

Seeing Bell's bewildered expression, she sighed helplessly.

"Sigh~! I had a vague feeling before, Bell, have you never paid attention to the House Points?"

"Why worry about the House Points? You can't eat those things. We're not kids anymore, can't we talk about something practical?" Bell said matter-of-factly.

Besides, with our "little the Chosen One" Harry Potter around, the House Cup has already been decided by Dumbledore for Gryffindor, okay? You still want the House Cup? You must be dreaming.

"No, you're just a kid! We're all kids!" Penelope thought to herself.

"Just look up at the House Points and you'll understand."

Bell looked up.

"Um... so what's wrong?"

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"No way!? You didn't even notice that Gryffindor's House Points were so low!?" Penelope said frantically, seriously suspecting that Bell was kidding her.

Gryffindor's House Points are almost gone. Even someone who doesn't pay much attention to House Points would notice that!

"Who knows how many House Points they originally had? And given the troublesome nature of those Gryffindor Little Lions, isn't it normal for them to have fewer points?"

Penelope didn't want to talk to Bell, and threw a piece of bread at Bell, hoping to choke him to death. Otherwise, she would be the one to die of anger first.

Bell didn't even look at it, casually raising his hand to catch the bread. He first tore off a piece and fed it to Fina, then ate it with relish.

"So, what exactly happened?"

"I don't know, I'm curious too. Everyone's just gotten up, so the news probably won't spread until noon."

Because he hadn't had a proper rest lately, Bell had planned to relax and unwind this Japan. However, after breakfast, Bell stared at the Gryffindor dining table for a long time but couldn't find Hermione. After contacting her via his Personal Terminal, he learned that Hermione had gone to the Library.

He got up and went to the Library. In a corner of the Library, Bell found the Little Witch sitting there all by herself.

Bell walked over and sat down next to Hermione, looking at the silent Little Witch with some curiosity.

"Hermione, why are you up so early today? Didn't you have breakfast? I didn't see you in the Great Hall."

"I'm so angry I'm full, why would I want to eat?!"

The Little Witch was so angry her hair almost stood on end.

"Do you know what? Gryffindor lost a whole 150 House Points! That's 150 points! When I heard the news this morning, I thought I was dreaming! Do you know how hard I work to earn those House Points for Gryffindor?"

"Those guys, not only did they not care about scoring points, but they also spent all their time breaking School Rules. I warned them many times before, but obviously they didn't take my words seriously, and they even talked about me behind my back! What happened this time? They finally got caught! Let's see what they do now! But it doesn't matter anyway! Gryffindor House is definitely not going to win the House Cup..."

Hermione seems genuinely furious; she's almost driven to despair.

This was the first time Bell had ever seen Hermione like this, and he felt inexplicably... interested?

"No, I can't think like that."

Bell silently reflected on his own thoughts.

"Okay, Hermione, calm down. So what happened?"

"It was a night out! Harry, Ron, and Neville —the three of them went out together last night, and then Filch caught them. Each of them lost 50 points!"

Bell had never really understood why so many Little Wizard liked to wander around at night. Was there some difference between the castle at night and during the day?

They have plenty of time during the day, and the light is good, so they can see much better. Why do they all insist on wandering around at night?

Bell hates going out at night. In his opinion, evenings should be spent comfortably at home or in the lounge, snacking when hungry, drinking when thirsty, watching videos on his Personal Terminal, or playing some games.

Just thinking about Bell makes me want to go back to the lounge and stay home.

"So what were they doing out at night?"

Hermione glanced around, but at this time, besides Madam Pince, they were the only two people in the Library.

"At first, they wouldn't tell me. Later, I caught Neville alone and threatened him that if he didn't tell, I wouldn't help him with his homework anymore. He reluctantly told me that Hagrid had been keeping a dragon without permission, and he and Harry contacted Ron's brother to get rid of it. Ron's brother was studying dragons in Romania. They agreed to take the dragon to the top of the tallest tower last night, where Ron's brother's friends would take it away. On their way back to the Gryffindor common room, the three of them were caught by Filch."

"Fire Dragon!?"

Bell was utterly astonished. Just yesterday, a Fire Dragon had appeared at Hogwarts, so close to him! And he had been completely oblivious, missing it entirely!

He'd never even seen a live Fire Dragon before! Instead of giving it to Ron's Gege, why not give it to him? He'd take good care of the Fire Dragon and find it a good place to live! Even if they couldn't find a suitable place, he could always eat it. He hadn't eaten Dragon Meat in ages.

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"Bell? You didn't have breakfast either?" Hermione asked curiously, noticing the clear liquid dribbling from the corner of Bell's mouth.

Slurp...

"Cough cough, no, I, I'm not full."

Bell wiped his mouth, trying hard not to recall the smell of Dragon Meat.

"Alright, enough about me. Hermione, don't be too angry. Getting angry won't change anything. Besides, the House Cup isn't that important. Slytherin House has won the House Cup for several years in a row, and they haven't changed much, have they? So you should hurry up and eat your breakfast."

Bell took out his Wand and first set up a Soundproof Barrier. Then he cast a spell to block the exchange of smells between the inside and outside. Finally, he used an illusion so that when people outside the barrier looked over, they could only see two people reading books attentively.

Bell summoned Lim and asked her to prepare some food. After some persuasion from Bell, Hermione finally managed to eat some.