The god of flesh and blood magic at Hogwarts!

The invisible magic force suddenly strangled Ron's throat. Thorne didn't want to listen to any explanation and threw him out of the window. Anyway, the third floor was not high, and there was snow below. At most, he would have broken bones and internal injuries, and he wouldn't die.

"Ron!" Harry shouted loudly while lying on the window and looking at Ron, whose legs were bent at a weird angle and kept making dead and ghost sounds.

"It's not quiet in the library." Thorne was about to leave the library with a bitter face.

"Maybe I can go to the principal's office to get some money?"

He thought so.

"Thorne..." Hermione covered the wound on her forehead with one hand and gently grabbed Thorne's sleeve with the other hand.

"What's wrong? I'm not a person who cherishes flowers and jade. Throwing one or three makes no difference to me." Thorne turned around and said coldly.

"......... I apologize to you on behalf of Ron. I'm sorry." Hermione bowed to Thorne with a pale face.

".............This scene is a bit like an NTR comic. To be honest, if you ask her for something excessive now, she might really agree, right?" Yin Yue appeared beside Hermione, bent over and looked at Hermione's pale face and strange eyes, then turned around and said to Thorne.

"Then I am too beastly, am I?"

"Hey, tell me quickly! You are not a good person!" Yin Yue urged.

"Then I will try..."

"Ahem! Come with me." Thorne said with shame.

"What? No!" Harry quickly took out his wand and stood in front of Hermione, saying with a fearless attitude.

"It's the lines in the NTR comics, you know? That one!" Yin Yue said excitedly.

".........Harry, you don't want Ron to lie in the infirmary for the next half semester, do you?" Thorne said the bad lines in Yin Yue's memory seriously.

"Me!" Harry gritted his teeth and stared at Thorne fiercely.

"No! Harry, I'll go." Hermione patted Harry's shoulder and walked to Thorne, saying resignedly.

"Pfft! It's a bit busy." Yin Yue couldn't help it when she saw this scene, and laughed wildly in Thorne's mind.

"Hermione..." Harry said tremblingly.

"Don't worry about me, go take Ron to the infirmary." Hermione closed her eyes and said faintly.

".... Yeah!" Harry nodded heavily, as if this was a great promise, and left the library quickly.

When Harry's figure was no longer visible, Hermione suddenly lost her temper and laughed out loud.

"........... What's your reaction?" Thorne frowned and asked.

"Nothing, it's just that you... um... You can't be a bad guy and pretend to be a bad guy... It's so funny... Pfft! Hahahaha..." Hermione looked at Thorne with an embarrassed face, and even Hagrid's sad feelings about being expelled from Hogwarts were dispelled a little bit.

".........Do I look like a good person? Aren't you afraid that I will do something excessive to you?" Thorne reached out and touched the wound on Hermione's forehead, and it healed in an instant.

"You talk as if you haven't done it. Tell me, how many times have you almost killed me since I met you?" Hermione squatted on the ground, her shoulders still shaking and teasing.

"............ Forgot."

"That's it? Can you do anything more excessive?" Hermione raised her head and asked with a smile.

"Why do you think I can't do it?" Thorne raised his eyebrows and said.

"Then come on, I'll treat it as a novel experience." Hermione said with a smile.

"..................Let's go. It's better to go back to Slytherin and drink and pass out than to debate with you here."

Hermione quickly followed Thorne and explained with a serious face: "No, no, I just think you are kind-hearted and will definitely not hurt me for no reason."

Thorne glanced at Hermione and asked: "Then you are not angry that I threw Ron down?"

"Angry, but only at the beginning, but after thinking about it carefully, you will find that you hate Hagrid in the first place, and it is not appropriate for us to talk to you about Hagrid. Ron is going to attack you directly, so you can't blame you for this." Hermione shook her head.

"I can't tell, you are quite sensible."

"Hehe, I'm not a child."

"How old are you?"

"..............."

.........................

One sentence, let a girl break down and ignore him for a day.

"Hey... my talent is really extraordinary." Thorne pushed open the door of Dumbledore's office, sat opposite him naturally, stretched out his hand to take the orange that the other party had just peeled and put it into his mouth.

"Slytherin won the Quidditch Cup, why didn't you celebrate with them?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"No, I'm allergic to alcohol, and they don't know where they got a lot of butter beer from. I don't want to celebrate all night and die the next day." Thorne said while eating an orange.

"Well, you are quite responsible for your own body. By the way, Lupin told me about Sirius and you."

"Huh? What's the matter between him and me?" Thorne asked.

"It's just some how to say it, maybe it's a misunderstanding, maybe it's something else, anyway Sirius has been feeling guilty about you since he came out of Azkaban."

"So...why?"

"Because you are his nephew, his love for you comes from blood."

"Well, although I don't really believe in this kind of blood, but, forget it, whatever you say, but I still don't know why he feels guilty about me, and he doesn't owe me anything." Thorne replied.

"That's the problem, do you think you have nothing to do with Sirius?" Dumbledore said.

"Originally, there is no special relationship except relatives. You can't force it on me."

"I mean, why do you treat Sirius like a stranger, without any resentment, jealousy, or resentment?"

Thorne's mouth twitched but he still said, "Is that kind of feeling a good thing? Or do you think I'm too conservative now and should be more extreme?"

".........If I betrayed you, if Malfoy betrayed you, would you be angry?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you think Sirius betrayed you when he had the ability to escape from Azkaban all these years?"