HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

Kunk steadied his body which was about to fall to the ground. He covered his chest with his hands and was glad that he did not fall. He did not want to fall here and be laughed at by everyone.

Kunk secretly rejoiced that no one around noticed his movements.

As he walked back, he wondered whether he should look for Sylvia Hopes again.

Some people are like this, they have the desire but not the courage to do something, but once they start, they will harbor endless malice.

That's what Quinque is all about.

He clearly remembered that night when Sylvia Hopps ignored him at first, and when he started chasing her, the fear and terror in Sylvia's eyes made his blood boil.

For the first time, he felt a sense of satisfaction overflowing from the bottom of his heart.

Kunk showed a malicious smile. Even if he couldn't do anything to her, he could still watch her slowly collapse and lose her mind...

Really, it makes me excited just thinking about it.

"!"

Kunk felt like his head was being pulled off. He should have screamed out loud, but he couldn't make any sound.

He grasped his throat with both hands and coughed desperately, but even so not a single sound came out of his throat.

Kunk's strange behavior attracted others. People around him couldn't help laughing when they saw Kunk making exaggerated expressions. The students who didn't understand thought he was showing his desire to perform anytime and anywhere.

Seeing that no one came to help him, his already red face became even redder with anger. Kunk cursed the people around him in his heart. He must make these people pay the price!

"Hahaha." A hearty laugh came, and it was just jumping on the edge of Kunk's nerves. He looked angrily and saw that it was Ryan Horner - the Hufflepuff, who seemed to have a good relationship with Sylvia Hopps.

It was Hopps again. Kunk couldn't make a sound. He could only scream in his heart that he must make Hopps pay the price. Why did he always make a fool of himself in front of people she knew? Wasn't this really Hopps's conspiracy?

Quink glared at Horner resentfully. He was just a Hufflepuff. The inexplicable sense of superiority in his bones made Quink look down on everyone.

He glanced at Horner arrogantly, then snorted silently, leaving Horner with an arrogant back.

Horner: ?

But "Bad Luck" didn't want to let Kunk go. Not long after he walked out, he felt someone pulling his clothes again. He wanted to follow the force to find out what ghost it was, but as soon as he touched the hem of his clothes, the force disappeared immediately.

Kunk looked around again, and there was still no suspicious person. He felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't make a sound, he almost tripped, his scalp was numb, and his clothes were constantly pulled off...

He really wanted to scream, but his throat seemed to be broken and no sound came out. He wondered if Madam Pomfrey had not cured him at all.

Quink was trying to guess what was happening at Madam Pomfrey's place with a needle-like mind. A needle-like pain crept up his back again. Quink reached out his hand very quickly, but still found nothing.

Hiding under the invisibility cloak, James looked at Quink's helpless and furious appearance, covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

It was so funny. Kunk, who couldn't make any sound, could only swallow all the screams silently, but he acted like he was screaming loudly.

James found it extremely interesting. He did not miss the change from Quink's initial anger and desire to catch the prankster to his current frightened look. He thought this guy was really stupid.