Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 128, Section 126. Hermione: It's not too late to confess now (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month!)

The next morning, Luna woke up from her sleep; she had slept well the night before.

However, as soon as she woke up, she felt something was wrong. Her feet were completely bare, and her beautiful shoes were gone.

"How could we know if we didn't see it?"

All her other roommates had already left, leaving her alone. Luna went to the classroom to find them and asked about the whereabouts of her shoes.

"I didn't see it."

"have no idea."

"Never seen it before."

The three little witches in the same dormitory all said they didn't see it.

Even a fool would know this has something to do with them. It can't be that Hogwarts has a master thief who specializes in stealing shoes and specifically targets Luna, can it?

"You couldn't possibly not know that it was still there when I came back last night."

This time, Luna did not give in. She rushed forward and grabbed one of the little witches' sleeves tightly, wanting her to return it.

This time is different from usual; the shoes don't belong to her, and they need to be returned.

Humans are not machines; they cannot remain calm all the time.

"So you mean we stole your shoes? We're not that bored, you crazy silly girl."

"Let me go!"

The little witch seemed not to have expected Luna to dare to make a move, and was unable to break free from Luna's tight grip on her sleeve.

The other roommates immediately surrounded them, clearly taking sides.

The other young Ravenclaw wizards, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the show.

This is Ravenclaw. As the self-proclaimed "wise men" of Hogwarts, they are not as impulsive and reckless as Gryffindor, nor as tightly knit as Hufflepuff, nor as calculating and honor-obsessed as Slytherin.

When faced with a situation, they usually choose to observe and wait until the time is right before taking action.

Even when other colleges came knocking, it was the same; to sum it up in one sentence, they were all acting independently and were a disorganized mess.

Or perhaps they're just a bit slow to react.

Two fists can't fight four hands, and Luna had never trained, so her strength was no match for the three little witches. She was quickly pinned to the ground by the three of them.

"You're insane! Just like your deadbeat father! Neurotic."

Seeing Luna pinned to the ground, the little witch, whose sleeve was being grabbed, cursed wildly, spewing all sorts of vulgarities, yet Luna still clung tightly to her sleeve.

"open!"

She screamed loudly.

How dare a mere Luna Lovegood defy me?

"My dad said that 'Singing the Quibbles' is something a madman wrote for another madman."

The two little witches in the next room chimed in.

Although The Quibbles was a well-selling magazine, most people just treated its content as a joke.

For example, it was once written in The Quibbler that Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge commanded an army of fire sprites.

Are you kidding me?! How could that be?! Fukuda guitars?!

In the eyes of many powerful wizards, the name Fudge was synonymous with mediocrity.

Of course, this is also due to his own actions. When Fudge first came to power, he had no ideas of his own and only echoed Dumbledore. Even though he now shows a strong tendency to break away from Dumbledore, the preconceived notions have already been formed.

"Give me back my shoes!"

Luna ignored her and remained resolute; this was her belief: borrowed items must be returned.

This action thoroughly enraged the little witch whose sleeve Luna had grabbed, making her lose face in front of so many people, which was utterly heinous.

The anger in his heart finally erupted.

"I said! Let me go!"

She grabbed Luna's hair and yanked at it, but still couldn't get Luna to let go. Then she saw the desk next to her and, without thinking, dragged Luna by the hair and slammed her head against the corner of the desk, which was the sharpest part of the surface.

The force used was absolutely lethal, no matter how you look at it.

Luna closed her eyes in fear, and even now she doesn't think she did anything wrong.

A spell was cast on the vicious little witch, and a clear, melodious female voice rang out.

"Ravenclaw, what are you trying to do by committing murder in public?"

The hand that was holding Luna's hair loosened, and the three little witches were bounced aside.

Three figures appeared before the young Ravenclaw wizards.

Disciplinary team, please take note.

"Are you alright?"

Hermione helped Luna up and dusted her off.

"What are you doing? Didn't you see this madman attacked us first?"

The three women got up from the ground, intending to teach the guy who attacked them a lesson, but stopped after seeing who it was.

Members of the Granger, Weasley, and Longbottom disciplinary group.

We definitely can't win in a fight.

"Miss Audrey, I think you shouldn't call your classmate a madman."

"Furthermore, we are not blind; we can distinguish right from wrong."

Neville's deep, booming voice, coupled with his increasingly robust physique, caused the three of them to retreat in unison.

Audrey's eyes lit up and she immediately said, "So what if they're in the disciplinary squad? Does that mean they can commit murder on the spot? Everyone saw it, right? They were the ones who cast a spell on us!"

As a Ravenclaw, he was smarter than a Gryffindor. His first thought was not "just do it" but to distort the truth and manipulate public opinion.

The crowd grew larger and larger, and it wasn't just limited to Ravenclaws; wizards from other houses and other years also came.

To reiterate, not everyone at Hogwarts respects the disciplinary committee. They're just a bunch of second-year wizards.

Most importantly, neither Mr. Dursley nor Mr. Potter were there, nor was even Malfoy from Slytherin.

With Granger leading the charge, what's there to worry about even if Weasley and Longbottom are added to the mix?

There are no Potters, Malfoys, or Dursleys; they are nothing.

It's just answering questions; we Ravenclaws can do that too, we just don't want to be in the spotlight.

If Slytherin knew about this idea, they would laugh their heads off. In their hearts, Miss Granger was definitely no less than Mr. Potter and Mr. Dursley.

"I think we should first find out what happened, Miss Audrey," Hermione said in a calm and unhurried tone.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of the young wizards present with perfect clarity.

This move was very similar to the technique Dumbledore displayed at the banquet, and it immediately stunned the group of eager young wizards.

A very advanced spell technique.

Dudley had told her that she needed to demonstrate her power when necessary, preferably to intimidate the entire audience, so that she could take control of the conversation.

Hermione, having achieved her goal, turned to Luna and said, "Then, Miss Lovegood, tell us why."

With Luna's explanation, the young wizards present understood the whole story.

Shoes kept going missing. No wonder the disciplinary committee showed up. Mr. Dursley said they were in charge of all the injustices at Hogwarts.

Audrey remained unfazed and immediately retorted, "We're not that bored. Who would hide her shoes for no reason? How do you know she didn't lose them herself?"

"Where's the evidence?"

"As expected. I guessed right."

Ron was shocked to hear this; what the other person said was exactly what Hermione had said yesterday.

"Girls, I can give you a chance." Hermione had expected this, and she glanced indifferently at the three young witches, led by Audrey, just like Dudley usually did. "It's not too late to confess now."

Besides being calm and ethereal, Luna also possesses unwavering faith.

Moreover, her beliefs play a larger role; she is actually very stubborn, for example, regarding the Curved-Horned Snoring Beast.

Of course, she also has a very keen intuition; once she sets her mind on something, she will see it through to the end.

(End of this chapter)