I Think I Demolished Your Home!

In the Austrian Ministry of Magic,

Hermione is in a little trouble.

Of course, the trouble didn't stem from not being able to find Gregorovitch, nor from dealing with the Auror guarding him.

With the appearance of the siren, there were actually very few officials left in the department.

Under Minister Soros's orders, most of the people went outside to fight the monsters and rescue the Muggle.

Some wizards, however, used an excuse to simply escape.

That's the North Sea Kraken! Fighting it... are you kidding me?!

Since there was practically no one around, the two of them made it to the Auror interrogation room with almost no effort.

There were two Auror guarding the area, but Missandei used her Face Fruit powers; she simply used her connections and said a few words, and they went out to help.

Then, Gregorovitch was handed over to the two men.

Up to this point, everything was going smoothly, but halfway there, we unexpectedly encountered... Umbridge.

She was with three United Kingdom Auror, and they were acting suspiciously, their purpose unknown.

What could they do? Espionage, of course.

While no one was around, Umbridge investigated Grindelwald's escape from prison.

She always felt that Dumbledore was behind this. Otherwise, how could he have just announced Voldemort's resurrection and Grindelwald had already escaped from prison?

What a coincidence!

Upon seeing Hermione, she waved her hand and immediately chased after her.

Hermione had Missandei deliver Gregorovitch to William, while she stayed behind to hold off the three Auror and...

A Umbridge.

Hermione knew, of course, that this woman was after her, but that didn't conflict with her stopping the four of them...

Well, after spending so much time with William, Hermione's way of thinking has been assimilated, and she's started to act strangely too.

But her strangeness had its own strengths; her confidence in covering the rear stemmed from her rich combat experience.

Over the years, William has made time almost every night to engage in close combat with Hermione.

Hermione has even developed her own fighting style based on her own abilities.

For her, magic is no longer a weakness.

Based on her age, Hermione will turn sixteen in mid-September.

In third grade, she used the Time-Turner with William for a whole year.

Hermione's real age is almost seventeen.

Seventeen years old... for a wizard, it means adulthood.

Hermione's current true combat strength is basically equivalent to William after receiving Fawkes' blessing... or even stronger.

In addition, he possessed a series of auxiliary alchemical items, which would allow him to deal with three Auror and Umbridge.

It's really not difficult.

Seeing Hermione left alone, Umbridge was delighted and immediately signaled two Auror to capture her.

There was another Auror who went after another witch.

These three wizards are all her people, and they are quite capable in combat.

Granger was single, and Stark was not with him...

The outcome is decided!

Umbridge had at least guessed the outcome correctly, but the overall situation was already decided on his side!

The Auror, on his way to Missandei, wanted to take another corridor. He fired a spell, attempting to suppress Hermione.

Hermione casually sidestepped, her wand flicking rapidly, a flash of red light passing by.

The Auror was careless and didn't dodge...

No! Hermione was too fast. He didn't have time to dodge, and his feet left the ground as he stumbled backward.

Two more spells were shot at her. Hermione ran quickly, narrowly dodging them, and then closed in on an Auror.

She took a step forward, and a long sword appeared in her slender, green left hand without her noticing.

A flash of cold light appeared.

The wand snapped in two and fell to the ground.

A wizard without a wand is basically no different from Muggle, since not everyone can Wandless Magic.

Hermione suddenly accelerated, extending her right arm and striking the Auror's abdomen with her wand.

His body flew backward like a bowstring stretched to its fullest extent.

The third Auror retreated hastily, not daring to give Hermione a chance to get close, while simultaneously unleashing a spell.

Hermione continued forward, seemingly strolling leisurely and casually, but her hand speed was dazzling, precisely deflecting beams of light.

She and William had trained together many times to master this high-speed racing technique.

At first, I was flustered and overwhelmed by the first few moves, but later I was able to handle dozens of spells perfectly.

It all comes down to combat experience and reaction speed.

Hermione has William, a master of martial arts, constantly sparring with her; who is this Auror in front of her?

Are you expecting Umbridge to fight him hand-to-hand?

In just a few exchanges, Hermione found an opening in her opponent's defenses and unleashed a rope formed of light.

The rope crackled and snapped as it flew past, binding the Auror like a whip.

The more Auror tried to break free, the tighter the grip became, until finally he staggered and collapsed to his knees.

Umbridge, who had been hiding far behind, was dumbfounded.

Three Auror were defeated so quickly, aren't you all useless?

"Very good." She drew her wand and whispered in fear:

"Very well... I had no other choice... I did it for the safety of the Ministry of Magic... Yes... Yes..."

She seemed to be talking to herself, her eyes gradually turning cold.

Hermione walked toward the bound Auror, then bent down and picked up his wand.

Umbridge seized the opportunity, raised her wand, and aimed it at Hermione.

"Cruciatus Curse!"

Hermione kept an eye on Umbridge out of the corner of her eye. She had expected him to launch a sneak attack, but she hadn't anticipated that he would use the Unforgivable Curses.

Suddenly, she tilted her head back, pressed her upper body against the ground, and nimbly rolled over, dodging the Cruciatus Curse.

Hermione's flexibility has reached its maximum through long-term yoga practice, allowing her to perform some incredible movements.

Even William was full of praise.

Before she could regain her footing, Hermione raised her wand again and cast two more spells.

One in front and one behind!

Although the light came one after the other, it fell on Umbridge's chest at the same time.

Umbridge's body slammed into the wooden door, smashing a hole in it. He knelt down and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

A pool of red on the marble floor was a shocking sight.

Hermione slowly walked over; Umbridge had already fainted and was unconscious.

If Umbridge and the Auror are beaten like this, Umbridge might turn around and accuse Fudge of the United Kingdom.

The girl was always forward-thinking and had a deep understanding of things.

Hermione picked up Umbridge's wand and put it in the Safety Watch.

If I ever go to court in the future... I'll need it!

If he stayed, Umbridge would certainly destroy this important piece of evidence.

Hermione then retrieved Hagrid's enormous motorcycle from her Safety Watch.

Despite its enormous size, William modified the motorcycle, significantly reducing its weight so that Hermione could ride it as well.

The girl jumped up, tossed her hair, gracefully put on the helmet, raised her wand, and pointed it at a wall.

Taking the elevator is too slow, let's just exit from here!

Two years ago in Paris, she was worried about the glass windows of Notre-Dame de Paris, but now she doesn't care at all.

Even though this is the Hofburg Palace.

An explosion rang out, and the girl twisted the accelerator, flying out through the gap.

Heroes' Square.

Missandei was leading Gregorovitch, running towards William.

Upon hearing that he was to meet the North Sea Kraken, the old man refused to go no matter what, thus wasting a lot of time.

But she was determined to fulfill William's request, so she knocked him unconscious and floated towards the river.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the wall exploding, followed by the roar of an engine.

Missandei looked up and saw Hermione descending from the sky on a huge motorcycle.

"Let's go!" Hermione said succinctly.

Missandei had barely climbed up when she received devastating news.

"I'm sorry, Missandei, it seems I've demolished your house."

"..."