Reversal Incidents Team

A cold voice sounded from behind.

"I don't think you have any right to talk to Miss Granger like that, Muggles."

Hermione felt her scalp tingle, it was Malfoy again.

She turned her attention to the long-haired wizard, who had turned to face Hermione after hearing Malfoy speak, showing a friendly smile. "Oh, Miss Granger, hello, long time no see."

Hermione pulled his name from memory. "Mr Diggory, why are you here?"

This long-haired wizard is none other than Cedric Diggory's father, Amos Diggory.The wizard in front of him seemed drunk, and he still had a half bottle of wine in his hand.

Digory said vaguely, "I thought about the abuse this couple had done to Harry Potter, and I wanted to teach them a lesson. Miss Granger, you are late, they were chased all over the street just now , hahaha, stupid Muggles, how funny to look at them. Haha."

"Mr. Diggory, I'm sorry, you violated the wizard's secrecy. You have to go with us to the Ministry of Magic." Hermione put down her wand and tried to approach Amos Diggory.

Digory readily agreed. "Oh, yes, yes, Miss Granger, I won't make things difficult for you." Digory even took the initiative to lower his wand and walked towards Hermione.His face suddenly changed, "Oh, Merlin, who did I see! Little Malfoy! You disgusting remnant of Death Eaters! You should be in Azkaban."

The speed with which Amos Diggory attacked Malfoy caught Hermione off guard, and when she turned to check that Malfoy was all right

With the screams of the Dursleys, Amos Diggory rushed past her with a smell of alcohol. He raised the bottle high and was about to hit Malfoy who had been knocked to the ground. .

Mrs. Dursley shrieked, "My God, he's going to kill that man! Do something! Do something!"

Hermione was scared out of her wits, and she immediately cast a fast-imprisoning spell on Amos Digory, but the distance was a bit far, and the spell brushed the robe in Digory's hand and missed it.Hermione had never been good at fighting, she was an excellent spellcaster, but by no means a good combatant.

Malfoy seemed to be still conscious. He wanted to free himself from Amos Diggory. Hermione saw that he wanted to raise his wand to fight back, but obviously for two people who were close enough, there was nothing to do except to use magic to hurt each other. , there is a more efficient way.

Amos Digory and Draco Malfoy wrestled with the sound of a wine bottle shattering.

The fat Mr. Dursley suddenly got courage out of nowhere. He took a weeding shovel and hit Amos Diggory hard on the head, and Malfoy was also taken away.

Hermione saw a hint of bright red in his pale blond hair.The two finally let go of each other temporarily. Amos Diggory fumbled for his wand to cast a spell on the Dursley. Hermione failed him this time, and the black rope quickly bound his limbs.Malfoy also took his wand away with a disarming spell.

Mrs. Dursley called her husband's name and ran to hug him.

Privet Drive in the night was not awakened by this farce, and it was difficult to see what happened here even in the opposite hut under the dim streetlights.Muggles have always been dull.

Hermione trotted a few steps to the side of Amos Digory who was still muttering to give Malfoy a look, and gave him a stun spell without hesitation.

She ran back to Malfoy's side, holding his face in her hands to observe his bleeding forehead.

Hermione found a white handkerchief from the beaded pouch, folded it into a long and thin strip in her hand, and pressed it lightly on the wound on his forehead.She was so absorbed that she didn't notice that she was bandaging Malfoy almost in a hugging position.

When Malfoy was held by Hermione to check the wound, he suddenly remembered that Hermione was the first to run to him after being attacked by that damn hippodrome in the third year.How can there be such a kind person.But her damage spells are really bad.Malfoy felt the dizziness in his head not less than more, he had been broken in the head by a Muggle, and Narcissa had something to say when he came home at night.When Hermione approached and pressed the rough veil that Malfoy seriously suspected of having some strange germs on his bleeding wound, Malfoy's nose was suddenly swept by a strand of her hair, and a warm citrus aroma poured in .

He couldn't help getting closer to the smell.

Hermione's bandaging action seemed to pause for a moment, but then didn't seem to pause.

Malfoy felt as if she took a deep breath before speaking above his head. "Malfoy, are you okay?"

"If the thing you used to wrap my wound doesn't have any dirt on it, I think I'm fine." Malfoy regretted it the moment he said it.Hermione stepped back and stood up straight, the kerchief on her head fell on his shoulders lightly.

She gave him a complicated look, then turned around.

Malfoy pushed the veil back on his head, and he pulled himself up a bit, Hermione moving further away from him.He was a little irritable, and Malfoy kicked Amos Diggory hard on the head as he passed the unconscious Amos Diggory on his way to Hermione.

Hermione was talking to the Muggle couple, and Malfoy looked at the couple, whom he knew to be Potter's aunt and uncle, a couple of wizard-hating Muggles.While Hermione lifted the spell for them, the lady looked very calm, while the fat husband looked at the young witch with distrust.When they were both back to normal, the husband almost immediately pointed at Hermione and chased them away, "I want you to leave my house, young lady, and tell Potter, for the sake of our raising him, that there will be no more The freak showed up at my door."

The couple walked briskly back to their house together, not even giving Malfoy a look as they passed by.

Just as pure-bloods despised Muggles, Malfoy knew that the couple also viewed wizards as scourges.Their treatment of Harry Potter's childhood is known throughout the wizarding world.

There was a loud bang when the door was closed, and Privet Drive fell into complete silence.

Malfoy suddenly took a step in Hermione's direction, and he kept walking towards Hermione, who somehow backed away.The two walked under the streetlight, and he saw that every frizz in Hermione's brown hair was so clear, and her rosy lips were slightly parted.

"Granger..." Malfoy noticed Hermione blushing, and swallowed his next words in confusion.

"Malfoy, did you smell my hair just now?"

Malfoy hadn't expected Hermione to notice his slight movement, and he immediately denied it. "Listen to what you said, how could I do such a thing."

"Shut up, Malfoy, I hear it, and I feel it!" Hermione raised her voice.

Malfoy felt dizzy again, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, the magical fireworks above the head finally came to an end, and countless light spots fell from the sky like a rain, illuminating the dim Muggle neighborhood.

Hermione struggled to control her breathing. She couldn't imagine the countless thoughts that flashed through her mind when she felt that Malfoy was really smelling her hair as Luna said. Now Hermione is not at Hogwarts That inexperienced girl.Almost instantly, she felt the strange antagonism between her and Malfoy, and the number of times she had thought of him since seeing him again.

Although Luna is a bit weird, she has a perspective that ordinary people will never reach.

Hermione looked at Malfoy's gray-blue eyes and his pale, slender hand over his forehead through the falling embers of fireworks. "Do you like me, Malfoy?"

"Are you crazy! Granger!" Malfoy's shocked face made Hermione suspicious, but she keenly caught the flash of hesitation on his face.

So she continued to ask, "I heard that you are a very smooth person in the sports department. According to my observation, you are also very gracious to other colleagues in the accident reversal team. Why do you have to do so much to me alone? The thing that provoked me. If it was in the Muggle world, the man who behaved like this would have asked this lady out on a date." The more Hermione said, the more she felt that she was right. She was satisfied to see Mal Fu's gray-blue eyes began to tremble.

He frowned, and maybe took a step back. "Merlin, Granger, I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic. Look at your plain facial features, well, even if I admit it, I just smelled your hair, but it's definitely not because I like you !Even if you're smart, kind, and well-skinned, a Malfoy won't like his enemies!"

"You think I'm your enemy?" Hermione ignored the previous beautiful words that praised her, and immediately found out the disrespect towards her in Malfoy's words.

"Of course! You, Potter, and Weasley, you sent my father to prison!" Malfoy said without hesitation, even though he knew that what Lucius Malfoy did had nothing to do with the witch in front of him . "You have always looked down on me, thinking that I am a mean and shameless villain, a coward like a mouse! I will like you, Granger, we are in the opposite camp!"

"You're a Slytherin bastard! It was Harry's testimony that saved you and your mother from spending the rest of your life in Azkaban with your vile father, and as far as I can remember, after you returned to Hogwarts I treated you no differently than any of my classmates when I was at tz. I can't believe I ever thought you weren't a completely bad person, or that I thought you might be a good person! Well, maybe you don't want to admit that you feel bad for a Mudblood I have feelings, but I hope your childish behavior will stop from now on!" Hermione was irritated by Malfoy's words, she was like an excited colt, she had to back away from Malfoy and temporarily avoid her sharp edge.

Malfoy fell silent, startled by Hermione's claim to be a Mudblood.He stopped using the word a long time ago.Even she didn't know he wasn't so prejudiced against Muggle-borns.He watched her eyes light up with anger, and suddenly he wanted to say something soft.

Hermione did extinguish her anger suddenly, "I think you should go to St. Mungo's Hospital to treat the wound. Mr. Diggory, I will take it back to the Ministry of Magic."