Chapter 20 Atrocities
When the moonlight passes through the Black Lake and falls into the dark dungeon of Slytherin, it turns into a faint green color. Occasionally, some glowing plankton swim by outside the window. If you are willing to experience it, you will feel particularly relaxed and peaceful under such a quiet green light.
Unfortunately, the moonlight tonight could only illuminate Della's messy dormitory. Three girls, led by Parkinson, were sitting casually on her small bed, playing with their wands out of boredom.
There was a small mechanism on the small door of the dormitory. As soon as Riddle pushed it open, the Sniffing Powder that he had someone buy from the Weasley twins would be poured on her. This irritating powder would surely make her cry profusely and she would not be able to react even to draw her wand. After that, they would cast a few Leg-Locking Curses and Lisp Curses on the Mudblood, making it impossible for this top student to use a single spell.
Although they had not yet learned the Transfiguration spell that Della used on Malfoy, they had enough props for pranks, such as logan water that made people's eyes red, hard candies that gave them a fever when eaten, and rat tail powder that caused spots if used. They bought almost everything that could make people suffer, and Daphne also learned the Slug Curse.
We will definitely teach Riddle, who dares to challenge the pure-bloods, a lesson!
Parkinson intended to use this violence to make Riddle, who was popular among seniors because she often gave extra points, realize her humble ancestry, and see if she would still have the confidence to stand out in the future!
Now everything is ready, except for the Mudblood.
He really has stayed with Gryffindor for too long. He hasn't returned yet even before curfew.
The three were getting impatient when they heard a small creaking sound from the dormitory door. A tiny gap opened and tiny rays of light seeped into the room, but the door was not opened enough to trigger the mechanism.
The expected scene did not occur, which made the three of them defensive. They nervously clenched their wands and pointed them at the door.
A nimble body slipped into the room through the small gap and swam to the items piled on the ground by the three people. The snake's tail silently and deftly opened the bottle cap of the liquid and tore off the cloth wrapped in the powder.
After the creaking sound, there was silence for about a minute, which made Parkinson anxious. Just as she was about to instruct Millicent Bulstrode to check the door, the door was suddenly pushed open, and all three of them were startled.
As if they had pressed the slow-motion button, they saw powder pouring down from the prepared mechanism, but Della's familiar figure did not appear. When the sniffing powder fell halfway, a beam of white light shot towards the powder.
“Diffuse.”
The familiar, emotionless voice entered Parkinson's ears not very clearly, so softly that Parkinson thought he was hallucinating. The coverage of the Sniffing Powder in front of him was visibly increasing. At this time, Della's thin figure in a robe appeared behind the flying dust.
"what!"
The figure at the door screamed. Before Parkinson could feel proud, the all-pervading sniff powder spread before their eyes. They didn't even have time to scream before they were choked by the pungent smell and started coughing. Tears and snot kept flowing down their faces. Their itchy throats prevented them from speaking loudly. They could only hold their throats with their hands and try to make themselves feel better.
In the dim light, the opened bottles and jars were picked up by the slender yet unexpectedly powerful snake tail and smashed towards them. The potion that could cause swelling at the touch of a finger made the already struggling three people feel pain. The itchiness in their throats could no longer stop them from screaming. They rolled and struggled on Della's bed, and the short and fat Bulstrode even rolled off the bed, wailing and falling into the opened powder bag.
The red sores rose up as the powder was applied, and she let out a louder roar. The Sniff Powder in the air had not yet dispersed, and the pain in her body overloaded her injured throat. After a few screams, they could no longer scream and could only howl hoarsely.
Maggie, who was doing evil things secretly, deliberately stayed in the room full of Sniff Powder for a while before dragging her unhappy body to the bathroom. When she slid over the small threshold, she whipped her snake body against the threshold, leaving several wounds on her originally smooth body that destroyed her beauty. She then slid onto the sink, turned on the faucet with her snake tail, and sprayed the water on her body that was stained with Sniff Powder.
Outside the door, the black-haired girl sat on the ground pitifully and helplessly, covering her eyes with her hands and wailing in pain. Her eyes, which were always well-behaved and moist, were abnormally red, and tears kept flowing out. Her wrist was also cut at some point, and blood was oozing out.
This was the scene that Aryan saw when she arrived. She quickly pushed aside the crowd who didn't know what to do, squatted down, held Della's shoulders, and wanted to help her up, but the girl suddenly grabbed her sleeve.
"Senior Ellian, Maggie, Maggie is still in there!"
The girl looked at her lifelessly with red eyes, and it was unclear whether the tears that kept flowing were due to stimulation or anxiety. Della's throat seemed to be irritated as well, and her voice was no longer as clear as before, but a hoarseness that made people despair.
Only then did Aryan notice that there were some mixed hoarse sounds in the room. Many girls in pajamas were covering their noses and looking into the room. In the slightly green moonlight, she saw three figures twisting inside, accompanied by the sound of bottles and jars rolling.
After asking two girls of the same grade to send Della to the infirmary, Ellie walked into the door with her wand. A familiar smell of powder first entered her nose. Ellie coughed twice, looking at the dust in the room that had not yet completely dispersed, she raised her wand and waved it:
“Clean and new!”
The dust and fog in the room dissipated like the tide. The twisting of the three bodies in the moonlight became less intense, but the wailing continued. Aryan walked in with a sullen face.
With a "click", the lights in the room were turned on, revealing three girls with disheveled hair. They were still twisting their bodies, their exposed skin looking horrible. Scattered around them were familiar bottles and jars that Aryan was familiar with. Those were things that the twins in the third grade had made, and many people bought them to play a prank on others or to skip classes.
The conditions of these three people were much worse than Della's, which made Aryan a little hesitant. But when the torn books, bent chairs and smashed bookshelves came into view, Della's helpless voice suddenly rushed into her mind, and a wave of silent anger surged in her heart.
As a prefect, she took a deep breath, and with a cold face, she told a few people to send the three people who no longer had the strength to shout to Madam Pomfrey. She avoided the liquid and powder on the ground and continued walking in the destroyed house.
Traces of the spell were visible everywhere. The word "Mudblood" was written in large letters on the wall. The robes hanging on the hangers seemed to be covered with sticky liquid. Aryan could even see slugs sliding on them. The uneven pages of books that had been violently torn off were scattered on the burnt carpet.
There was also a broken ink bottle and a few feather pens scattered among them, with the pure white feathers dyed black...
Everything pointed out the atrocities committed by those three men. The rage in Aryan's heart was rising, but she couldn't vent it. Her throat was choked up, and her usually gentle brown eyes widened in anger.
As she approached the bathroom, the sound of running water reached her ears. Thinking of Della's low, hoarse and desperate words, Aryan almost staggered into the bathroom.
A familiar blue-gray color appeared in the white pool. The rushing water kept washing the limp Maggie. The snake, which had become brighter and brighter due to the feeding in recent days, had several horrifying wounds on its body. Those wounds had been washed white by the water. The dark yellow snake's eyes, which were always bright, were tightly closed, and there was no sign of life.
When Aryan trembled as she picked up Maggie, who had been affectionately walking on her body yesterday, the pungent smell of the sniffing powder could still reach her nose. The little snake in her arms didn't move at all. A huge panic surged into Aryan's heart, and she rushed towards him quickly with red eyes.
Hurry, take Maggie to Madam Pomfrey!
She secretly hated herself for not finding Maggie earlier, and her tears kept flowing, but she was completely unaware of it, and had no time to pay attention to the curious gazes of her classmates gathered in the lounge. She just headed for the infirmary.
After handing Maggie over to Madam Pomfrey, Aryan's hands were still shaking. She looked at Madam Pomfrey with pleading eyes. After hearing the news that Maggie was still alive, her tears instantly burst out, and she covered her face with tears and laughter, completely unable to control her emotions.