As Hermione moved, a small patch of firm, well-defined abdominal muscles suddenly caught her eye!
Hermione's face was even redder than when she was tied up!
She felt a rush of heat to her head, her eyes felt like they were being burned, and she didn't know where to look.
Hermione tried to remain calm, perhaps wanting to touch...
Or perhaps to hide her guilt, she steeled herself and quickly touched his firm abs with her finger.
Then, as if burned, he abruptly pulled his hand back.
He hurriedly pulled down the hem of his robe, trying to cover up the "indecent" scene.
"So what if I have abs...?" Hermione didn't dare look at him. "You... you still look very thin overall!"
"Skinny? At least... I can easily lift Miss Granger up, and I can also roll over and pin you down so you can't move."
"You--!"
Hermione's face was burning hot!
That bastard!
"Shut up! Don't say such vulgar things! If you say it again, I'll really leave you here!"
Draco was tied up, but his mouth wasn't gagged.
Seeing Hermione's utter shame and indignation, he innocently said, "Didn't Miss Granger bring this up first?"
Hermione was rendered speechless by his words.
The only thing I can do is try to kill him with my eyes.
But it was to no avail.
Hermione could only force herself to calm down, grip her wand tightly again, adopt a "victorious" stance, and try to make her voice sound fierce:
"I... I didn't... Anyway, you're the loser now! You should be prepared to be a loser! Stop talking nonsense!"
"Alright, alright, I'm the loser." Draco nodded.
So... Miss Granger, what do you intend to do with me, the loser? Are you going to keep me tied up here and admire your triumphant figure? Or... take pity on me and come over yourself to untie me?"
Upon hearing this Hermione's mind raced.
He pondered how to "deal with" this guy in a way that would both save face and teach him a lesson.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind.
She suddenly remembered that she still owed him three unfulfilled conditions that could be used to "enslave" her!
This is a golden opportunity!
Thinking of this, Hermione tried to put on a serious face and proposed a punishment:
"Then remove one of the three conditions I owed you! Consider it punishment for your underestimation and defeat this time!"
After saying that Hermione thought it was a brilliant idea!
This way, you don't have to do anything to him, but you can reduce his leverage to bully you in the future.
"We didn't agree beforehand that this punishment could be settled by offsetting old scores," Draco disagreed.
"I don't care!" Hermione threatened angrily, raising her wand and putting her hands on her hips as if to cast a spell. "If you don't agree, I'll tie you up here all day without giving you a single bite to eat, and let you starve until your magic runs out!"
She thought her threat was very powerful, and stood with her hands on her hips, trying to look fierce, but her shifty eyes made her look more like a bluffing kitten.
Draco almost burst out laughing again. He deliberately paused for a few seconds, pretending to be deep in thought.
"Alright..." Draco finally sighed.
It seems they're preparing to concede.
Hermione's eyes lit up, thinking she had really won, and a bright smile spread across her face.
But just as Hermione was overjoyed at Draco's concession and was about to step forward to break the curse,
The situation took a sharp turn for the worse.
Draco's seemingly useless left hand, which had been hanging limply at his side, suddenly moved, reaching into his robes with lightning speed.
When Hermione realized something was wrong, Draco's left hand had already been pulled from his pocket—it was that ancient wand!
Hermione, like Ranrok, had forgotten about it.
" Expelliarmus!" The incantation escaped Draco's lips, and a blinding white light suddenly ripped through the air.
A flash of white light, Hermione's wand flew out of her hand, landing next to Draco's wand.
Draco then cast his second spell.
" Incarcerous!"
Hermione lost her balance, her feet were bound and she couldn't stand steadily, so she fell towards the ground.
Just as she was about to fall awkwardly to the ground, Draco stretched out his long arm and caught her steadily as she cried out in surprise.
He then smoothly turned Hermione over, placing her face down on his lap.
Bound and helpless, she was even more vulnerable than in the morning!
Draco looked down at Hermione, who was lying on his lap, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at their current position.
Hermione's slightly disheveled hair was scattered on Draco's trousers, and she turned her face to him, seemingly trying hard not to make any more embarrassing noises.
With his free left hand, he picked up a stray strand of Hermione's hair, tucked it behind her ear, and then spoke teasingly:
"Now, let's review this again. Who used a trick to launch a sneak attack and temporarily gain a false advantage?"
"And who was it that, because of underestimating their opponent and... well, not having a thorough understanding of the rules," he deliberately brandished his wand, "Ultimately ended up in such a... predicament?"
"Now, who wins, who loses, hmm? My dear Miss Granger?" Draco whispered in her ear.
Hermione, lying on his lap, was both ashamed and angry, her body stiff from being bound and in this position.
Hearing his sophistry and declaration of victory, she felt a tightness in her chest from anger, and disregarding her shameful posture, she turned her head and said:
"You cheated, Malfoy! This is blatant cheating! A one-on-one wizard duel! How can you use two wands! This is foul play! Shameless! An unfair victory!"
"You're too naive, Miss Granger!" Draco's smile widened. "Is there a clear rule in wizard duels that participants can only use one wand in a single duel?"
"It's your own fault for being stupid; you only brought one."
Hermione was speechless at his theory, and then realized that she couldn't find any rules to refute him.
She just... never imagined that someone would use a second wand in a practice match, and even use it to launch a sneak attack!
Hermione gritted her teeth in anger, feeling her intelligence suppressed, but there was nothing she could do. She could only glare at Draco resentfully, expressing her strongest protest with her eyes.
Draco, having thoroughly enjoyed her adorable display of anger and helplessness, finally steered the conversation towards the main topic.
"Wife—" Draco, "You just said you wouldn't untie it unless there were conditions. Does that still stand?"
Hermione's alarm bells were ringing!
She immediately understood Draco's intention!
He wanted to turn the punishment she had just proposed—which was to offset one of the conditions—into a prize he would demand after his victory!
In this way, she not only failed to get rid of an old debt, but may also incur new debts because of this defeat!
Doesn't that mean we've gone from owing three to owing four?!