In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

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 taking these children. Keep going. There will be a trap door at the end. Open that trap door." There is nothing you need to do after the door is closed, there will be someone to help you do everything right!"

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

And just as Jon put the invisibility cloak back on his body and walked down from the third floor to the next, the pure-blood and mixed-blood students also finished class.

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, eating is always the most enjoyable.

However, just as they were walking downstairs, chatting and laughing in small groups, everyone saw the girl hanging in front of the foyer.

Her hands were tied, her feet were dangling in the air, her body was swaying helplessly in mid-air, and her mouth was sealed with a spell by Dolohov, so that she could no longer make any sound.

All the students who saw her were stunned, but soon these pure-blood and mixed-blood 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 "alternative" students. Coupled with what happened last semester, they also know that if these students What kind of punishment will you receive if you make a mistake?

The pure-blood students were the first to react. They looked at the girl who was hung up in public. They commented that a mudblood is a mudblood and walked into the auditorium arrogantly.

Some mixed-race students were just like these people. They laughed softly, said sarcastic words, and 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 miserable condition, and left in a hurry.

There was also a tall and handsome boy with a frown on his face. He seemed to think it was wrong to hang such a small child. He took out his wand and wanted to save her privately, but was pulled away by the classmates next to him. , dragged him into the auditorium and told him not to meddle in his own business.

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

She did not cry or shed tears. At this time, she calmed down. She was hanging like this and watching the people coming and going below. She thought in her heart that her classmates who were rescued in the future would definitely be able to survive. live such a life.

You don’t have to do dirty work every day, you don’t have to go through enslaved education, and you don’t have to endure such derogatory looks.

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

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

As for yourself?

Good things cannot come for nothing, someone always has to sacrifice, right?

Since she firmly believes that no one in this world is nobler than anyone else, and no one is more special than anyone else, why can't the victim be her?

Hermione smiled. Her smile was not bitter or stiff, but a smile that came from the bottom of her heart.

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

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

But in the wizarding world, mad people are the best to treat.

He had already thought that after lunch, he would go to the Ministry of Magic and invite the employee who was proficient in the forgetting spell to come over and let him change the memory of this madman.

No matter how crazy a person is, they 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 a table in front of him, and started his lunch in front of the foyer.

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

The students are all eating, and he has to wait until lunch is over to show off his power and majesty in front of other students in the school!

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

He held the Marauder's Map in his hand and was watching Hanton and the others as they were escaping from the castle. He wanted to find the right moment to launch his actions at the same time that these children were escaping from the school.

This will not affect the progress of their escape, but will also help with their own raid to rescue people.

Just like what he said to Hanton at the beginning, Jon never thought about leaving anyone he originally planned to stay in this castle.

He hates having to sacrifice individual people's 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.

There is no need for a reason for this kind of antipathy, and there is even less need for a reason to eliminate this kind of antipathy.

Seeing that Hanton and the others were close to the edge of the map and expected to leave Hogwarts completely 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 his other hand, and stared at the back of Dolohov, who was slowly enjoying a steak, silently adjusting his state.

It would have been easy to deal with Dolohov while he was defenseless, but he was not the only member of staff in front of the auditorium now.

There were people coming and going around, including students bringing their meals back to their dormitories, and several professors standing in front of the stairs talking. But Jon himself not only had the feather and wand in his hand, he also had something from this castle. I gained confidence that I didn’t usually have.

It might be troublesome to save a group of people, but if it was just to save one person, Jon didn't think he would be able to do it.

It was time to count silently in my heart, and at this moment, a scream sounded throughout the Hogwarts Castle!

That was an alarm that a Mudblood student had escaped from the school.

Dolohov's color suddenly changed, and he stood up from the chair in a panic. Just as he stood up, Jon had already stretched out the hand holding the wand outside the invisibility cloak.

"All petrified!"

Don't scold me, don't scold me, I haven't stopped. It's almost time to write, so I can only send it out first.

I will continue writing and try to update one chapter first tomorrow morning, and the remaining two chapters will probably be updated later tomorrow, after all, I have to go to work on Monday.

Also, I feel that I wrote Hermione’s last inner monologue quite well (smugly).

I certainly cannot achieve such a noble level, but I believe and respect that there must be such noble people in this world. They are not virgin bitches, just like the sentence in The Shawshank Redemption, "Strong people redeem themselves. Great people save others." Such greatness is great, right?