Seeing Vivi walk into the common room, more than a dozen Slytherin students stood up in unison.
A trace of amusement flashed in Vivi's eyes, and she merely glanced at these Slytherin students before heading to the dormitory on her own.
"Stop right there, Grindelwald," the leading girl shouted.
It was Sylvia Melville, a seventh-year Slytherin student.
"Excuse me, is there something wrong?" Vivi asked weakly.
She reached back to gather her hair, deliberately posing as an innocent scholarly girl.
"You should know," Sylvia said sternly, "Slytherin students are not allowed to dine at other houses' long tables. You are too close to Gryffindor, Grindelwald."
"I didn't know this rule existed at school." Vivi pressed her lips together and spoke softly.
Looking at Vivi's demeanor, Sylvia and the others became increasingly convinced that this "Grindelwald" before them must have no connection to the Grindelwald of the European continent.
In fact, they had even sent letters home to confirm through various sources that the Grindelwald family indeed had no descendant named "Villatia" — moreover, the Grindelwald family was already extinct.
"Then we should teach you this rule, Grindelwald," Sylvia snorted. "Remember, you are shaming Slytherin, Grindelwald. You even chatter pleasantly with Gryffindor's Mudbloods... don't you have any pride as a Pure Blood?"
"Oh." Vivi just uttered a single "oh" and tilted her head to ask Sylvia, "Is there anything else?"
"You've become quite arrogant, Grindelwald!" Byron Miller shouted loudly.
Vivi smiled slightly and looked at him, asking, "Arrogant? I don't think so. I just believe I should have the freedom to make friends, don't you think?"
"You are Slytherin, I shouldn't have to remind you," Sylvia stopped Byron, "Every word and action of yours represents Slytherin College. I don't want to see you mingling with those Mudbloods!"
"This is my freedom." Vivi clutched the book in her arms timidly and stepped back.
Her peer, Diana Blaise, stepped forward and yanked the book Vivi was holding in her arms.
"'The History of Industrial Technology'?"
Diana frowned, opened the book, and after a moment, tossed it aside with disgust.
"Reading Muggle books, you truly are exceptionally degenerate, Grindelwald."
"This has nothing to do with you, Miss," Vivi said lowering her head.
"But what follows does concern me." Diana took out her Magic Wand, pointing it at Vivi. "It seems you really need a lesson, not just getting close to Mudbloods, but even reading Muggle books. Your existence is a shame to Slytherin."
"Rectumsepra!" She chanted the spell.
But the spell hit Vivi and rebounded.
Diana puffed out her mouth and said, "Damn it, what did you do to me?"
Seeing Diana's spell being rebounded, Sylvia sneered, "You need to really exercise your spell skills, Diana, can't even deal with a transfer student..."
After speaking, she motioned for those beside her to act.
"Is this what you believe to be Pure Blood pride?" Vivi's voice was soft, "Tell me, Sylvia Melville, is this the quality you think Slytherin should possess? Don't you think you are really..."
Sylvia raised her head, just in time to meet Vivi's disdainful gaze.
"What's with that look?" Sylvia was furious, "How dare you look at me like that..."
"Sorry, Miss Melville," Vivi interrupted Sylvia, "I'm not looking at you like that, I'm looking at all of you like that — frankly, you all exist as if you're garbage."
As soon as the words were spoken, an angry Byron cast a purple spell.
"Is that all you've got?" A flash of light crossed Vivi's front, blocking Byron's spell, then she raised her hand and pointed at Byron: "Avada Kedavra!"
A jet of dark green magic shot out, hitting beside Byron with incredible speed.
Upon hearing this spell, someone immediately sneaked out, ready to find Dean Professor Severus Snape to report.
This conflict had clearly escalated, a professor must be brought in to...
Byron only felt a chill running up from the tailbone to the top of his head.
No, what kind of person is this?
We just wanted to teach you a lesson, why did you raise your hand with Avada Kedavra?
Even if you cast Avada Kedavra, where's your Magic Wand?
With something so big, where's your Magic Wand?
Before he could even finish thinking, he noticed the people beside him suddenly raise their Magic Wand at him.
"Damn it! Titus!" Byron cursed bitterly, "What are you doing? Stop pointing your Magic Wand at me! Damn it!"
But Titus didn't give him a chance to think, raising his hand with a red spell.
Byron rolled forcefully to the side, only barely avoiding being struck by the spell.
Not only Byron, but Sylvia and the others also noticed the people beside them suddenly rebel, beginning to kill each other with spells.
They couldn't stop it; no matter what was said, the opponents seemed to be enchanted, completely unmoved.
At this moment, Vivi was already sitting in a chair in the common room, leisurely watching the Slytherin students killing each other.
Beside her stood a worried Miss Fari, seemingly hesitating several times to speak.
"Miss Grindelwald, using Unforgivable Curses at school... will get you sent to Azkaban," Miss Fari said worriedly.