I want to play a game!

Wizards is a game that involves betting and bluffing.

Even if your trump card isn't particularly strong, as long as your acting is good enough to make the other side afraid to play along, you're likely to end up with the most impressive performance.

This is a game of wits and courage.

In Snape's view, Stark was undoubtedly bluffing, and not even really bluffing.

But in William's view, his trump card was the ultimate Merlin, absolutely capable of beating everything, which was equivalent to a straight flush in a Sokha game.

William's goal was to lure the professor into a trap, making him mistakenly believe that he was bluffing.

Simply put:

William: I'm lying.

Snape: I know you're lying.

William: I know you know I'm lying.

Snape took the bait, convinced that William was behind the attack.

"If it wasn't your doing, I'm willing to pay compensation. Of course, that includes their wands."

Snape pointed at Cedric and the twins, preventing William from using their wands.

"Yes, Professor Snape." William smiled, took a wand from his pocket, and cast Prior Incantato.

The Prior Incantato can unleash all the spells recently used by a wand in reverse order.

Soon, the wand cast several spells, but they were all minor spells like "Scourgify," without Stunning Spell or other offensive magic.

Snape stared at William in disbelief, snatched the wand, and shouted, "Stark, is this your wand?!"

"Of course it's mine. Do you think I have two magic wands?"

William chuckled and said, "If you don't believe me, you can write to Mr. Ollivander. He can testify for me that I absolutely did not buy a second wand from him!"

"Wait a minute, the number of spells that can be cast with this wand is way too small!"

Of course not. This wand was made by Cedric, and William only uses it occasionally.

But that's definitely not how it works, he explained, "Because I've been practicing Wandless Magic lately, Professor."

William raised his right hand, and the cup on the table crashed to the ground, splashing water all over Professor Snape.

William's Wandless Magic could only go this far, moving a few cups, which was similar to a magical rampage.

Even so, the Ravenclaw students applauded.

"Hurry up, get your wands out!" Professor Snape then turned his gaze to Cedric and the others.

Cedric obediently took his wand out of his pocket, but after checking, he found nothing wrong with it.

Snape's face darkened. Could it really not have been them who attacked?

Who attacked him last night?

"Professor Snape, now that it's clear we have nothing to do with this, I hope you'll keep your promise."

William waved his wand, and a parchment appeared in mid-air, beginning to write rapidly.

"I counted, and we have a total of fifty Hallucinogenic Mushroom. Thanks to the dragon manure we've been watering them, they've been growing exceptionally well."

We'll accept this small loss, and we won't ask you to compensate us for the dragon dung.

A single Hallucinogenic Mushroom costs between fifteen and twenty-five Galleon on the market, so we'll take an average and compensate at twenty Galleon per mushroom.

A total of 1000 Galleon, thank you for your patronage, hehe~

The parchment floated in front of Snape, who frowned slightly. "The price is reasonable, but do you have this many Hallucinogenic Mushroom?"

Last night, when he dug up the herbs, he was so busy leaving that he didn't pay attention to the number, but I don't remember there being this many!

Most importantly, the Hallucinogenic Mushroom were stolen, and Snape himself was knocked unconscious. Why should he be held liable for compensation?

But with students all around, Snape was too embarrassed to openly deny such a shameless thing in public.

He glared at William, snatched the parchment, and left grumbling.

As Professor Snape left, everyone except the Slytherin students cheered, as if they had achieved a great victory.

In the morning, everyone was discussing this matter. Following the crowd, Hermione and the others walked towards the Transfiguration classroom.

"It must have been William and his men who attacked Snape!" Ron shouted.

His voice was so loud that it drew the attention of countless students.

"Shh, keep your voice down!" Hermione glanced around at the stares and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. You saw it yourself, there was no Stunning Spell in the wand."

"But don't forget, they each have two wands." Ron lowered his voice slightly.

Harry hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Hermione, we ran into Hagrid at breakfast this morning."

He warned them not to go to the Forbidden Forest recently, adding, "... I ran into William and his men in the Forbidden Forest last night."

Hermione remained silent.

"Yeah, William and his gang took the Hallucinogenic Mushroom and even extorted a thousand Galleon from Professor Snape." Ron was extremely envious.

"That's a thousand Galleon!"

Harry was very rich, and he didn't feel much about the thousand Galleon; instead, he envied something else.

"Wow, that's amazing! Did you see William break the cup?" Harry exclaimed.

"Wandless spellcasting... I've heard many students say that William is more powerful than Quirrell. It would be great if he taught us defense against dark magic."

"In fact, George and Fred have been learning fighting techniques from William this semester," Ron said sourly.

He glanced at Hermione.

Did you know about this?

Hermione was still thinking about the Forbidden Forest. She nodded casually, "I know, I go there every Saturday night..."

Harry looked at Hermione with envy, while Ron's eyes revealed deep jealousy.

"It was me, it was me first, it was all me first... Whether it was knowing William or talking to him..."

Ron is eating lemons like crazy.

"By the way, Hermione, what's your relationship with William?" Harry asked curiously.

All he knew was that the two had known each other before they enrolled in school.

"Oh, my dad and his dad were college classmates. I met William once when I was little, but we moved and I never saw him again until last Easter..."

Excuse me, it turns out they're childhood sweethearts!

Ron finally stopped nagging.

Defence Against Dark Magic Classroom.

Today is the first class after the holiday, and everyone is ready to play pranks on Quirrell.

Indeed, teasing Professor Quirrell has become a trend, a ritualistic activity.

Has the way people greet each other in the morning changed from "Have you eaten?" to "Did you play a trick on Quirrell?"

So this was another fun class.

Harris was carrying a trash can, which he intended to place on the classroom door.

Kaslana started role-playing, dressed in a thick Scotland round-faced chubby chicken mascot costume. She jumped around on the stage, seemingly doing a folk dance, preparing to scare Quirrell.

At that moment, a transparent body passed through the wall.

His appearance was so sudden, like Sadako).

Harris was startled by the sudden appearance of the ghost. His little hand trembled, and he lost his grip on the trash can, which landed on the fat chicken's head instead.

Elena Kaslana flapped her wings and cried out, "Damn it, you bastard! I can't see, I can't see!"

All the students fell silent, and William stared at the ghost in shock.

Quirrell, his transparent body slung over Kaslana's back, tilted his head and said coldly:

"I want to play a game with... you!"

He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on William.

(Thanks to "Fengling Shiwu" for the generous donation (//?//).)