Moen was a little surprised as he stepped into the Gryffindor common room.
The once quiet lounge,
At this moment, it resembled a bustling marketplace.
The students gathered in small groups.
Their faces were filled with excited and curious smiles.
Their voices rose and fell, almost completely turning the once quiet lounge upside down.
He even saw that Hermione, who was usually quite quiet,
She was discussing something with several older female classmates, and her face showed a hint of curiosity and a smile.
They also seemed quite interested in what happened today.
"What are you all talking about? It's so lively!" Moen walked into the crowd and asked curiously.
Hermione saw Mohn appear,
A look of surprise appeared on his face.
She quickly pulled Moen away.
They pulled him to the middle of the crowd.
Her voice was full of excitement: "You're finally back! You know what? Something really incredible just happened!" She said, a gossipy smile spreading across her face.
"What happened?"
Moen feigned ignorance and asked calmly,
He knew perfectly well what had happened; after all, it was all his doing.
"Someone just discovered that Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle are all lying naked in the corridor!"
Hermione lowered her voice and spoke in a mysterious tone, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"Moreover, their clothes were all torn to shreds and scattered around. It's simply unbelievable!"
"Yes! I heard about it too!" A classmate chimed in, his voice filled with excitement.
"I heard that all three of them were completely crushed, as if they'd been crushed by something, with nothing left on them. It's utterly shameful!"
"I think they must be doing some kind of performance art! They deliberately took off their clothes to attract attention!"
Another student spoke, a mocking smile on his face, his tone full of disdain for Malfoy and his two companions.
"No, no, no, I think they must have been attacked by werewolves! You should know that werewolves like to tear their prey apart with their sharp claws; that's how they hunt," another student countered.
His face was somewhat pale, as if he had imagined some terrible scene, and his tone was full of fear and unease.
"Oh dear! Stop guessing! I think they must have messed with someone they shouldn't have! You know Malfoy, he's usually so arrogant and domineering, who knows what powerful person he might have offended!"
An older student said this with a gloating tone and a smug smile.
"Yes, I think so too. I heard the three of them are still in the infirmary!"
Moen listened to the whispers around him, pretending he knew nothing.
The corners of his mouth, however, turned up slightly.
The "lesson" he had taught Malfoy and his men had already achieved the desired effect.
He wanted to make Malfoy understand that arbitrarily provoking others comes at a price.
He gently patted Hermione on the shoulder, interrupting her discussion.
"Alright, Hermione, stop listening to their wild guesses. Those three deserved it!" he said casually, changing the subject.
Hermione seemed to realize that she had been a bit gossipy.
He quickly wiped the smile off his face and said seriously, "Moen, you're right. I should focus on my studies! After all, there's still so much magic knowledge waiting for me to learn!"
She nodded, picked up the book again, and immersed herself once more in the ocean of knowledge.
While the students were still discussing the "streaking incident" that had occurred in the hallway,
Professor Snape led the three men, Malfoy and his companion, who all looked furious, into the medical wing.
The three Malfoys kept their heads down, trying their best to hide their shame and embarrassment.
Mrs. Pomfrey saw Professor Snape walk in with three "disheveled" students.
A look of surprise appeared on his face as he carefully examined their injuries, his brows furrowing slightly.
Their bodies were not physically harmed, but their mental state was unusually poor, as if they had been greatly frightened.
She quickly treated their wounds and prepared some calming potions for them.
After confirming that they were alright, he left with some doubts.
In the room,
Only Snape, Malfoy, and two others remained.
The atmosphere thus became increasingly oppressive.
Snape's face was as dark as the sky before a storm.
His eyes were filled with anger.
His gaze swept back and forth over Malfoy and his two companions, as if he wanted to devour them alive.
Malfoy looked at Snape's horrified expression.
His body began to tremble slightly; he knew he had truly angered Snape this time.
Head bowed, unable to meet Snape's eyes, his heart filled with regret and fear.
"Professor… I…" Malfoy trembled as he tried to explain, but found that he had no idea what to say.
"What on earth happened?!"
Snape finally spoke, his voice hoarse and cold, like a whisper from hell.
"Who on earth did you offend to become like this?!" His tone was full of anger and disappointment; he seemed disappointed in the incompetence of Malfoy and his companions.
"Professor...we...we don't know either!" Malfoy's body trembled even more violently as he spoke, his voice trembling with tears.
He was filled with fear, knowing that if he couldn't explain himself clearly this time, he would face even worse punishment.
"We just wanted to go to Snape's office to see Mohn! But, but… we didn't know anything!" His voice trailed off, as if he realized he had said something wrong.
Crabbe and Goyle quickly chimed in, "Yes, Professor, we don't know anything! We didn't even see how he made his move!"
They spoke with fear in their voices, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, clearly not yet fully recovered from the previous terror.
"He...he's not human! He must be a demon! He can disappear and reappear instantly, and he even used some kind of magic to make all our clothes disappear!"
Malfoy spoke with a sob in his voice, trying to show that he was not incompetent and to fully express his fears.
Snape frowned deeply when he heard it was Mohn.
"Professor, you must help us get revenge! We absolutely cannot let that guy get away with this!"
Malfoy, oblivious to Snape's change in expression, once again showed anger and resentment on his face.
He gripped Snape's clothes tightly, and his tone became frantic.
"I will make sure my father sends him to Azkaban! He must pay the price!" His eyes were filled with malice, as if he wanted to destroy Moen completely.
Snape abruptly shook off Malfoy's hand.
His eyes were filled with disgust and coldness.
"Draco! I want you to remember this: from this moment on, you are not allowed to cause any more trouble for Moon White! Any! Otherwise, even Lucius can't protect you!"
The voice was cold and merciless, like a judgment from hell.
Upon hearing Snape's words, Malfoy froze, his face filled with disbelief.
He stared wide-eyed at Professor Snape, who had once shown him such favoritism, his heart filled with shock and bewilderment.
It was unbelievable that Professor Snape, who had always been so protective of him, would say such a thing.
His unwavering pride seemed to shatter completely at this moment.
"Professor... what... what are you saying?"
Malfoy's voice trembled, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
He seemed unable to accept this fact; his "specialness," which he had always been proud of, had become a complete joke at this moment.
He couldn't accept this fact.
Crabbe and Goyle were equally shocked by Snape's words.
Staring blankly at Snape,
They too were filled with confusion and fear, and seemed unable to comprehend why Professor Snape would so fiercely defend Morne White.
Could that guy really possess such immense power?
Snape ignored their shock, turned and left the hospital wing, his figure gradually disappearing down the corridor.
Only Malfoy and his two companions remained, sitting there dumbfounded and at a loss.
Their hearts, which were originally filled with resentment, seemed to be completely swallowed up by fear at this moment.