In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 116 114. Good things don't come for nothing

Hanton looked at Jon in disbelief in the secret passage.

"You're staying with Hermione?"

"Believe me, no one will stay today." Jon stared into Hanton's eyes, "Remember, don't stop with these children, go straight ahead, there is a trap door at the end, open the trap door After the board door, you don’t need to do anything, someone will help you to do everything well!”

After finishing his last sentence, he tapped the statue with his wand, and the entrance to the secret passage was completely closed the next moment.

And just as Jon put on the invisibility cloak again and walked down from the third floor, the pure-blood and mixed-race students also dismissed their classes.

The originally quiet corridor became lively, and all the teenage children rushed out of the classroom and ran downstairs happily.

No matter what time of day it is, eating is always the happiest thing to do.

However, just as they walked down the first floor talking and laughing in groups of three and four, everyone saw the girl who was hanging in front of the hall.

Her hands were tied, her feet were suspended in the air, and her body was shaking helplessly in mid-air. Her mouth was sealed by Dolokhov's spell, and she could no longer make any sound.

All the students who saw her were stunned, but soon these pure-blood and mixed-race students reacted.

Looking at the linen robe Hermione was wearing, they all knew her identity.

Although these mudblood students rarely meet them, they always live in a castle. They have seen a few of these "different" students. Coupled with what happened last semester, they also know that if these students If you make a mistake, what kind of punishment will you receive?

The pure-blooded students were the first to react. They looked at the girl who was hung up for public display, commented that a Mudblood was a Mudblood, and walked into the auditorium proudly.

Some mixed-race students were like these people. They laughed softly and said sarcasm, and they also passed in front of the girl.

Most of the mixed-race students in the lower grades lowered their heads, unable to bear to see the girl's plight, and left in a hurry.

Among them was a tall and handsome boy who frowned tightly. He seemed to think that it was wrong to hang such a small child. He drew out his wand and wanted to save her privately, but was dragged by his classmates. , and dragged him into the auditorium, telling him not to meddle in other people's business.

The performance of these people all fell into Hermione's eyes.

She didn't cry or shed tears. At this time, she calmed down instead. She was hanging like this and watched the people coming and going below, thinking in her heart that her classmates who were rescued in the future would definitely be able to live. on such a life.

You don't have to do dirty work every day, you don't have to go through the education of being enslaved, and you don't have to suffer such demeaning eyes.

They will bathe in the sun and become a free person, owning their own things as well as their own knowledge and ideas.

This "prison" can no longer be a cage that binds them, just like colorful birds can only show their beauty under the blue sky and white clouds.

As for yourself?

Good things don't come for nothing, they always have to be sacrificed, don't they?
Since she firmly believes that no one is more noble or special than anyone else in this world, why can't this victim be her?
Hermione laughed, not bitter or stiff, but from the heart.

Students who passed by saw the smile on her face, and they whispered whether the Mudblood was crazy.

Dolohov came down with a whip. He looked at Hermione with a smirk. In fact, when he first hung up the mudblood, he had already decided that she was crazy.

But in the wizarding world, madmen are the best cures.

He had already planned that after lunch, he would go to the Ministry of Magic and invite the employee who was proficient in the Forgetting Curse to change the memory of this lunatic.

No matter how crazy a person is, she will become obedient in the face of absolute magic. After today, she will become the most obedient slave.

Dolokhov moved a bench out of the auditorium, then conjured up a table in front of him, and started his lunch right in front of the hall.

He was not in a hurry and immediately whipped the girl. An hour ago, the two stewards of the castle, Snape and Barty Jr., left in a hurry. What, but when these two people leave, he can be a little more unscrupulous.

The students were eating, and he had to wait until after lunch to show off his skills and majesty in front of other students in the school!

Jon was standing in a corner less than five meters away from Dolokhov wearing an invisibility cloak.

With the Marauder's Map in his hand, he was staring at Hanton and the others as they were escaping from the castle. He wanted to pinpoint the timing and start his actions when these children broke away from the school.
This will not affect the progress of their escape, and it will also be helpful for their side's raid and rescue.

Just like what he said to Hanton at the beginning, Jon never thought about keeping anyone who was originally scheduled to stay in this castle.

He hates sacrificing individual things in order to achieve certain goals. Maybe some things are done out of consideration for the overall situation, which is natural and justified, but he just hates it.

This kind of antipathy needs no reason, and the elimination of this antipathy does not need a reason.

Looking at Hanton and the others on the map, they were already approaching the edge of the map, and it was estimated that they would be completely out of the range of Hogwarts in at most three minutes. Jon also put away the Marauder's map.

He took out Fox's feather from his pocket, held his wand in the other hand, and stared at the back of Dolohov enjoying the steak slowly, silently adjusting his state.

It was easy to deal with Dolokhov when he was unsuspecting, but he was not the only faculty member in front of the auditorium now.

There were people coming and going around, including students who brought their meals back to their dormitories, and some professors who were standing in front of the stairs talking, but Jon himself didn’t just have the feather and wand in his hand, he also came from the castle. Gained confidence that I usually didn't have.

It may be troublesome to save a group of people, but Jon doesn't think he can't do it if he only saves one person.

It was time to count silently in my heart, and at this moment, there was a scream in the entire Hogwarts castle!

It was the alarm that some Mudblood students had escaped from the school.

Dolokhov suddenly changed color, and he stood up from the chair in a panic. At the same time as he stood up, Jon had already stretched out the hand holding the wand out of the invisibility cloak.

"All petrochemical!"

　Don't scold me, don't scold me, I didn't stop, it's almost time to write this, so I can only post it first.

　　I will continue to write, and try to update one chapter tomorrow morning, and the remaining two chapters are estimated to be a little later tomorrow, after all, I will go to work on Monday.

　　And I think Hermione's last inner monologue I wrote quite well (satisfied.

　　I certainly can't achieve such a noble level, but I believe and respect that there must be such a noble person in this world, they are not the Blessed Virgin, just like the sentence in Shawshank's Redemption "A strong man redeems himself, A great man saves others", great greatness like that, isn't it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)