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HP - Chapter 329: A Way to Calm a Furious Crowd
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“Dialogue”
‘Thoughts’
-Author notes-
Chapter 329: A Way to Calm a Furious Crowd
“I’m not afraid of you, Potter!” The senior moved his right hand to point his wand directly at Harry… but stopped moving soon after, as if he had just become paralyzed.
Cedric did not waste the chance to grab his girlfriend and drag her away from the conflict, despite her complaints.
“What are you waiting for?... curse him!”
The other Hufflepuff seniors who were right behind him began to react.
“There is something wrong,” another one said.
“Bloody hell! I’ll do it myself!” a third boy pulled his wand.
Harry was not planning on letting anyone fire a single spell. After paralyzing the senior student in front of him, he slammed the palm of his hand on the boy's chest.
The Hufflepuff robes of the boy were transformed into dozens of ropes made of the same fabric and quickly wrapped around all the students that were standing behind him.
“Ahh!”
“What is this?!”
“I can’t move!”
There were six Hufflepuff seniors in total, and now all of them had been tangled with the transfigured ropes.
Harry then pulled them all together by tightening the ropes until he created a nice bundle with the six students.
The seniors' screams changed quickly from shock to realization.
“L-Let me go!”
“You can’t do this!” they began to complain.
But Harry was not done with them.
He moved his right hand up and touched the boy's forehead with his index finger.
The Hufflepuffs had no time to react before they began to experience some unpleasant changes in their bodies.
One of them found his teeth becoming larger and larger with no sign of stopping.
Another one had all the hair on his body growing uncontrollably while it also changed color to a strong lime green.
“Blegh!” one began to vomit slugs all over his housemates.
Another’s tongue transformed into a snake before it began to bite at his own face.
Hundreds of massive pimples on one of the boys' faces began to explode, splashing a disgusting white substance over them.
And the last one continued to laugh while all of this was happening, as he was feeling an uncontrollable tickling sensation all over his body and would continue to do so for a very long time.
To finish things up, Harry flicked his fingers in front of them, and the boys went flying out of the tavern in time, taking the whole mess with them.
The place got very quiet after that.
“Mmm… perhaps it would be best to go to a different location after all.” Harry glanced at his sister, Ginny, and Neville.
“What do you think?”
“That was awesome! Were those all jinxes? You have to teach me some of them.” Lyra looked very excited.
“I think… leaving is not a bad idea.” Ginny glanced at her brother Ron. His face had gone pale and he was trying his best to avoid looking at Harry.
“Yes… I think so too…” Neville did not feel comfortable with everyone staring at them.
Although the looks had now become a lot more reserved and the air of hostility had disappeared completely.
No one was daring to speak up now, for fear of suffering the same fate as those six Hufflepuffs.
“Let’s go then.” Harry saw Madam Rosmerta approaching with a less-than-happy expression.
“I don’t want troublemakers in my tavern! You better leave and never come back here,” she shouted.
Harry stopped for a moment and pulled a small pouch from one of his many pockets.
The pouch grew three times in size until it was bigger than his palm and made some metallic noises in the process.
“This should compensate for the disturbance.”
She took it in her hands and began to open it.
“You rich kids think that you can fix everything with money, huh?… well let me tell you that…” She now noticed that the pouch was filled with gold galleons and there were at least fifty of them.
“Is that not enough?” Harry asked.
A beautiful smile appeared on the face of Madam Rosmerta.
“That will be more than enough, Mister Potter. Come back any time you want.”
Harry nodded and led the group outside.
A small crowd had already begun to gather around the screaming boys, but for the moment no one was trying to help them while the Hufflepuff seniors continued to make sounds of complain.
Most of them were younger students and didn’t even know where to start to remove Harry’s spells, so they just watched in fascination at the spectacle.
“Where do we go now?” Ginny asked while trying to avoid looking at those boys on the floor. The smell alone was enough to turn her stomach.
“What about Madam Puddif—mmmhmm!”
“Hog’s Head.” Harry covered Lyra’s mouth. “It’s close by and is usually quiet at least.”
“Isn’t that a bar for adults?” Neville asked.
Harry pulled another coin pouch. “I’m sure they’ll let us in.”
Back at the Three Broomsticks, the jovial mood had not returned to normal.
Most of the patrons were whispering among each other, discussing what had just happened.
There were many rumors about Harry Potter already circulating in Hogwarts.
Many claimed he was the powerful wizard who destroyed the Slytherin common room and later on, killed several members of very important pureblood families.
This made it so most students avoided getting into conflict with Harry. But at the end of the day, those were just rumors and no one had seen him acting seriously before.
That was until today… and now there were going to be a lot more rumors.
On the second floor of the tavern, Krum turned to the next table, where the French champion remained silent, as if she was pondering something.
“What is Miss Delacour thinking about? Are you grateful that he is not one of the champions?” There was a tone of mockery mixed in Krum’s words.
Comments
Ouraga_n
thanks for the chapter. I find that rather poetic.
