Chapter 116 The status of a wizard should only be determined by magic!

"Thank you for your concern, but I know my identity very well. And what we are discussing now should be about your apology to Hermione."

Bell's right hand shook slightly, and the wand appeared in his hand.

The little wizards who had been staring at Bell were surprised to find that they did not see clearly how the wand appeared.

After Draco noticed that Bell had taken out his wand, he subconsciously wanted to take out his own wand. However, before he could raise his hand, he found that he was completely unable to move.

"what do you want to do!?"

Draco shouted in panic.

He didn't expect that not only did the other party fail to realize his mistake and change his ways because of his words, but he actually pointed the wand at him! ?

By the way, when did the other party cast the spell? Why didn't he hear the spell?

"It's a shame that you failed me in my kindness. So, this is just a small punishment."

Bell raised the wand slowly, then waved it down quickly.

Draco also flew up following the pointing of the tip of Bell's staff. He hit the ceiling and then fell to the floor.

The severe pain made Draco unable to even scream. He felt like his sternum must be broken.

Draco wanted to reach out and cover his chest. But under the control of Bell's curse, he couldn't even move a finger.

An unprecedented feeling of fear struck Draco.

'Why! ? Why is it that as a second-year student at Hogwarts and a wizard from a pure-blood family, I have no power to resist in front of the opponent! ? Will you die? Will he die a worthless and humble death like this? No! don't want! ’

Draco struggled violently. He is still very young, he still has a bright and bright future, and he still doesn't want to die!

A strong wave of magic burst out from Draco's body, breaking through Bell's restraint on him. In extreme fear, under the threat of death, the magic in Draco ran away.

Generally speaking, the best way to eliminate fear is to eliminate the source of fear. And for Draco, that source is 'Bell'!

"Die!"

Feeling the surging power inside his body, Draco had never felt so good.

Although the tingling pain that came from time to time in his body was a little disturbing, Draco, who was so confident, didn't take this little thing to heart. Now, all he can think about is killing Bell!

Seeing Malfoy's smile gradually becoming more and more evil, Bell's heart remained unmoved, and he even wanted to laugh a little bit.

Malfoy's current state is very dangerous. If the rioting magic is not channeled correctly, it may even explode from his body like a bomb.

When the time comes, it won’t be so easy to fight back.

Although Bell was very angry about Malfoy insulting Hermione. But he just planned to teach the other party a lesson and make the other party remember it better. He never thought about killing Malfoy, otherwise he wouldn't still be alive and kicking now.

Therefore, looking at Malfoy's hand stretched out to him, he felt that maybe the next moment, Malfoy's hand would explode like a firework. Bell, who prided himself on being tolerant and kind, still failed to turn a blind eye.

Bell waved his wand lightly, and the magic gathered in Malfoy's right arm was dispersed. Then, he waved his wand down again, and Malfoy fell back to the ground.

It's still the same position, still the same posture, as if time has gone back. The only difference is that in order to prevent Malfoy from causing any trouble again, Bell deliberately increased the output of magic power.

After all, it would be bad if Malfoy accidentally killed himself.

Draco's whole body was pressed tightly to the ground, and he felt as if he was about to be crushed into a meat pie. The sternum, which had been broken before, seemed to be shattered into powder at this moment.

"How is that possible!? The script shouldn't be like this!"

Draco said with difficulty.

Although I don't know why, he has indeed become extremely powerful. Even facing Dumbledore, Draco was confident that he could fight with him. But why! ? Why was he knocked down instantly by Menethil again! ?

Someone is cheating here! Is there anyone in charge?

As Draco lay on the ground, he began to wonder if he was dreaming. Hermione, who had been in a daze since Bell took action, was finally awakened by Malfoy's miserable screams.

"Bell! What are you doing!?"

At this moment, Hermione was both scared and happy. The fear is that Bell will be punished. And she was happy because Bell was so angry for her.

Hermione didn't expect that things would become so big because of her. Although until now, she still doesn't know what 'Mudblood' means, but that is no longer important. The first thing now is to stop Bell as soon as possible!

Hermione ran towards Bell, trying to save Malfoy.

However, what Hermione didn't know was that while it looked like Bell was suppressing Malfoy to the ground, Bell was actually suppressing the magic power raging inside Malfoy's body. So she wasn't actually saving Malfoy, she was killing him.

Bell held the wand tightly in his right hand and pointed it steadily at Malfoy, who was lying on the ground. Her free left hand waved back slightly. Hermione, who had just taken a step, felt as if she had sunk into a mattress. Before she could take the next step, she was bounced back.

Knowing that it was Bell who blocked her approach, Hermione had no choice but to continue to comfort Bell.

However, Hermione was surprised to find that although her lips were constantly opening and closing, no sound came out.

The little witch couldn't move forward or make a sound. She was so anxious that she stamped her feet on the spot, but she could only watch helplessly and had no choice.

"Why...why...you, you obviously have...such a powerful...power, but...you associate with a mudblood...don't you have any honor as a pureblood!?"

Draco felt like he didn't have much time left. His breathing became increasingly difficult, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

(Actually, it's the feeling caused by the magic power in the body being completely suppressed by Bell).

At the last moment of his life, his strong unwillingness, incomprehension, and honor as a pureblood made Draco overcome his fear and pain. He roared his final question at Bell.

"The glory of pure blood? Indeed there is none."

After the magic riot in Malfoy's body was resolved, Bell breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone returned to his usual casual tone.

Although with the total amount of magic power in Malfoy's body, Bell can suppress it effortlessly, but if he wants not to hurt the opponent, it is a meticulous job.

Bell walked up to Malfoy, knelt down, and looked directly into his eyes filled with grief and anger.

"I am a wizard. And the only thing that can determine the status of a wizard is magic!"