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“Hermione, you are my goddess! Your beauty and intelligence have captivated me.” Ginny opened a letter for Hermione and read it aloud in a high-pitched voice, “Your outstanding performance in the Triwizard Tournament fascinated me… and you even have admirers.”
"Oh dear! Never mind that!" Hermione snatched the letter away and tore it to pieces, afraid that Levin would see it.
"It's actually quite normal to have a few admirers, after all, you look so beautiful when you dress up..."
Ginny teased Hermione playfully.
The two chatted as they opened the letters.
As Ginny casually tore open a letter, a yellowish-green liquid sprayed onto her hands, emitting a pungent gasoline smell, and large yellow blisters immediately appeared on her hands.
"Ouch!" Ginny cried out, tears welling up in her eyes.
She picked up a napkin to wipe the pus from her hands, but her fingers were covered with thick, painful sores, making them look like she was wearing a pair of bumpy, thick gloves.
“Undiluted pus from a Baboon tuber!” Hermione carefully picked up the envelope and smelled it.
Just then, Levin heard her exclamation and rushed over.
He immediately grabbed Ginny's hand, which was much larger than his own, and with a thought, a green power instantly flowed into the girl's injured hand.
3rd Ring Druid Spell: Neutralize Poison.
The cool sensation penetrated the thick scar, making Ginny feel no pain.
Levin then turned his attention back to the letter. "I saw in The Wizarding Weekly that you and your beach best friend are so close to Levin Green. Levin is the reincarnation of Merlin. He is so sunny, handsome, and outstanding. You are not worthy to be near Levin. If you don't want to die, stay away from my Levin!"
Hermione suddenly remembered that in the Wizarding Weekly's report on the Triwizard Tournament, there was indeed a photo of herself being helped ashore by Levin, and in the photo, she and Ginny looked very intimate with Levin.
"I'm sorry, Ginny, I've dragged you into this." She immediately apologized to Ginny, feeling sorry for her. "I shouldn't have asked you for help so rashly."
“It’s not your fault, Hermione,” Ginny gave her an optimistic smile. “What can I do? I’m your beach buddy.”
The two burst into laughter, and the gloom of being ambushed dissipated in the laughter.
However, Levin remained expressionless.
The owls at Hermione's table ate their fill and flew away one by one.
Levin pointed his wand at the letter and used the [Tracking] spell.
A blue magical light appeared and connected to a white snowy owl—the owl that had delivered the letter.
So Levin pointed his wand at the snowy owl again.
The snowy owl had barely reached the window when it involuntarily backed away.
It stared wide-eyed and flapped its wings frantically, but to no avail. Like a falling meteor, it quickly arrived in front of Levin.
Levin patted its head, and the power of druids was activated, calming the owl that had been wrongly blamed.
“Hermione, where’s your cursed parchment?” Levin asked Hermione.
Hermione instinctively took a stack of parchment from her bag and handed it to Levin—it was actually parchment specifically used for signing magical contracts, but curses could also be written on it.
When Levin tore off a piece of parchment and pressed his wand against it, Hermione realized the problem and quickly asked, "What are you trying to do?"
Levin did not answer, but muttered to himself.
The spell was completely different from the magic she usually used. As soon as she heard it, she felt a chill run down her spine. At the same time, an evil magic containing the power of death was injected into the parchment.
Under the influence of the overflowing magic, the surrounding young wizards began to tremble, feeling weak and dizzy throughout their bodies.
Those younger, weaker wizards even felt paralyzed all over and couldn't move at all.
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"What kind of magic is this?" The young wizards present all had this thought in their minds at the same time.
“What a terrible curse!” Professor Flitwick exclaimed, rising from his seat in surprise.
The parchment spun and tumbled rapidly in mid-air, its surface flashing with a purplish-black light, before quickly returning to normal.
Then, Levin took out a pen and quickly wrote on it: "To lift the curse, go to the Ministry of Magic, find an Auror and confess, then have them bring you to Hogwarts to apologize to Miss Hermione Granger and Miss Ginny Weasley. Only then will your curse be lifted."
Levin's handwriting was so strong it seemed to see through the paper; his anger was palpable even in the writing itself.
Then he cast another spell on the parchment with his wand, rolled it up, tied it to the snowy owl's foot, and let it fly away.
When Levin saw the worried looks on Hermione and Ginny's faces, he realized that what he had just done might have frightened them.
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He looked around and noticed that many of the young wizards in the hall were affected by his out-of-control spell, and their faces showed embarrassment and apology.
He bowed slightly, his voice filled with deep apology: "I am truly sorry, everyone. I failed to control my emotions just now. Because of my mistake, you all had an unpleasant experience."
“Levin!” Professor Flitwick’s high-pitched voice rang out from behind the young wizards.
He looked a little flustered, and his clothes were somewhat disheveled.
After the incident, a group of young wizards quickly gathered around to watch.
It seemed that the diminutive Professor Flitwick had to exert a great deal of effort to push them aside.
“I won’t ask how you learned that terrible curse,” Professor Flitwick said earnestly, his tone filled with concern. “But Levin, you are young and have a bright future ahead of you. Please don’t let a moment of anger lead to someone’s death!”
Seeing Professor Flitwick's concerned expression, Levin felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
In this respect, Professor Flitwick and Dumbledore are completely different.
Professor Flitwick's first concern was the students' feelings and future.
But if Dumbledore were here, his first concern would be whether the students, having used dark magic, would fall into corruption—if necromancy is considered dark magic.
"Thank you for your concern, Professor. But I am confident that I have brought the situation under control."
Levin explained earnestly, “This incident was provoked first. She actually tried to harm Hermione in this way and accidentally injured Ginny. What I did was simply giving her a taste of her own medicine. As long as this ‘die-hard fan’ turns himself in as soon as possible, she will have enough time for the Aurors to bring her to me to lift the curse before the Touch of Aging ages her.”
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The photo shows Hermione Fan.
Chapter 393 Ron is trying to seduce Levin?
Although Levin's [Neutralize Toxin] worked wonders, the pus from the Babo tuber still left a scar on Ginny's hand, forcing her to spend some time in the school infirmary.
The girl's smile never faded as he took her to the school clinic.
In her words, this was the first time Levin had ever been angry with her.
"Are you really satisfied with just this little thing?"
Levin suddenly felt that Ginny was indeed quite lovable.
Everyone hates being a simp.
But when you become the one being pursued, you feel a secret thrill.
That's human nature.
It was time for dinner.
Just as Levin walked to the Ravenclaw dining table, ready to sit down and eat, Steve suddenly called out to him.
“Ron came looking for you just now!” He pointed to the Gryffindor next door.
"Ron, what does he want from me?!" Levin turned his head and glanced at Ron in the distance, feeling a little strange.
It had been a long time since I had spoken to the other person.
However, by today, Ron's status in his heart has dropped from "Ron Weasley, an ordinary friend" to "Ginny's brother," and perhaps also "his twin brother," or "Harry's CP"?
In short, he didn't care about Ron and didn't intend to get involved. He calmly sat down, and Cho Zhang brought him a bowl of prepared chicken gravy mashed potatoes with steak. The steak had been cut in advance and drizzled with velvet sauce. Steve was quite envious of the thoughtfulness.
Upon seeing Levin arrive, Ron hurriedly ran over.
During this period, Ron has become quite a prominent figure at Hogwarts, while Levin has always been the center of attention, and this morning he caused quite a stir.
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Ron came up to Levin, with Harry following behind him.
However, Levin did not look up at all and continued to enjoy his dinner in elegant small bites.
This attitude of ignoring him infuriated Ron.
But when he thought about what happened this morning and his sister's advice in the school clinic, his anger immediately dissipated.
“...I’m here to thank you, Levin, thank you for saving me this morning.”
“That’s nothing, Ron.” Levin swallowed a bite of steak and continued staring at the food on his plate. “For Ginny and the twins’ sake, of course I won’t let you go to St. Mungo’s.”
"So it was only because of them?" Ron thought, feeling a little disappointed.
There was a time when their relationship was quite good, but the other person never treated them this way.
But now is not the time to think about that.
Ron hesitated for a moment before finally raising his other question:
"I...I heard that you were the one who told everyone I was going to start a training course on aphrodisiacs. Do you know how many girls came to me today asking about enrolling?"
"Hmm?" Levin looked at Ron with suspicion and asked, "Are you really planning to start a training course on love potions?"
"You were right, weren't you? You were spreading those damn rumors." Ron asked, his face grim.
“No, I never do such boring things.” Levin waved his hand and started eating another Lorraine quiche.
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"Hermione, Hermione,"
Back in Gryffindor, Parvati Petit quietly reminded her, "What are you still doing here? Look over there, Ron Weasley has his eye on your boyfriend and is about to use..."
"You mean love potion?" Hermione asked expressionlessly, preemptively saying what Parvati was about to say. "That's not funny!"
She looked up at the other person's expression, then changed her mind and said, "Okay, this is funny."
"No, this is no joke, it's true!" Parvati said anxiously. "We all know that Ron likes to target famous wizards, and no one at Hogwarts is more famous than President Levine. What if Ron succeeds in getting his hands on the president?"
“Well, then we can witness how he defeats Harry and Krum and wins the ‘beauty’.” Hermione imagined the scene and laughed at herself.
"Aren't you...aren't you worried at all?" Parvati asked anxiously.
"What are you worried about?" Hermione had no idea what Parvati was so anxious about and looked at her with a strange expression.