Chapter 24 024. Some people don’t play by the rules

Scott saw another girl in the double bedroom through the glass window.

Morgan Avery, Jasmine Travers' companion.

At this time, the two girls in the dormitory were sitting on the edge of their respective beds.

They didn't notice that a small black bat took the opportunity to crawl down from Jasmine Travers's sleeves and hide between the folds of the dark green bed curtains.

Morgan Avery smiled and asked, "How was it, Jasmine, what did Caitlin say?"

"She will do what I say." Jasmine Travers replied confidently.

"I really love you, Jasmine!" Morgan Avery chuckled, "Caitlin, that silly girl from the Rolle family, thinks she is your best friend!"

"Ah."

Jasmine Travers laughed.

"I was lucky to meet Caitlin on the Hogwarts Express." She said with a happy expression. "If it hadn't been for that silly girl, I wouldn't have been able to win over those Ravenclaw purebloods."

"You are indeed lucky. You just complained a little, and she volunteered to help you teach Jacob a lesson." Morgan Avery sighed, "Why haven't I met such a cute girl?"

"Humph, you can only envy me."

Jasmine Travers first said something in a joking tone, then suddenly stood up and walked to Morgan Avery's bed, lowering her head and looking straight at her.

"But I won't let you get ahead of me, Morgan."

Her voice continued to grow colder, and she stretched out her fingers to gently scratch Morgan Avery's face with her nails.

"You should know that a group can only have one leader."

Morgan Avery looked up at her blankly, suddenly held her hand and smiled reluctantly.

"What are you talking about, Jasmine!" She was trying to force a smile, "Of course I'm joking! I don't have that idea, I just want to be by your side!"

Jasmine Travers looked into Morgan Avery's eyes, and it took her several seconds to look away.

She held Morgan Avery's hand and sat next to her, resting her head on her shoulder.

"Morgan, Morgan, since your grandfather has been following the Dark Lord since he was a student, and your father couldn't wait to join the Dark Lord when he was a student. Can you always follow me?"

"Of course I will!"

Morgan Avery turned her head and looked at Jasmine Travert cautiously.

"We've known each other since childhood, haven't we. Before that I never knew a genius like you existed, and I have no doubt that you will achieve amazing things, Jasmine, no, Lord Travers."

"No, keep calling me Jasmine, Morgan."

Jasmine Travers raised her hand again and gently stroked Morgan Avery's hair.

"You are an Avery, a noble pureblood, Morgan. I will never let you kneel down and kiss the hem of my robe."

Before Morgan Avery could answer, she suddenly stood up again and walked to the glass window of the bedroom.

"You know, Morgan. The only things I grew up with in the Travers household were those false magical portraits and lowly house elves."

Scott listened to the sound in his ears and watched the girl's beautiful face in the glass window gradually distort.

"I have never been to Azkaban to see my father!" Jasmine Travers' voice sounded like a sigh, "That is the price he should pay for following others. But I am different..."

She turned back to Morgan Avery, "I decided early on that I wanted everyone to follow me."

"You will do it, Jasmine." Morgan Avery looked at Jasmine Travers and stuttered a little, "I...I mean, you...you are very smart and very powerful. And... Moreover, we are just a lower-grade female student group and will not attract Dumbledore's attention."

Jasmine Travers said with appreciation: "You are right, Morgan. Most wizards look down on witches. They always feel that they are stronger than witches, not to mention the play between little girls like us. 'Woolen cloth."

Tsk tsk...

As expected...

Scott was amazed at this scene. Is this really an 11-year-old girl? He even suspected that the other person's immature shell contained another ambitious time traveler.

But thinking of the other party's usual flawed behavior and the embarrassing chuunibyou remarks just now, he quickly gave up the idea.

Still too naive, Miss Travers.

If you want to become a new generation of Dark Lord, you can't achieve it by forming cliques with your sisters and bullying your classmates.

In the dormitory, the two girls had finished their "serious" topics and began to sit together and talk and laugh again.

"By the way, Jasmine. Aren't you tired of playing with that boy Jacob?" Morgan Avery smiled happily, "I'm worried that if he continues, his body won't be able to hold on, and if the professors find out something by then, Oh no."

I go! What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this?

Scott couldn't help but stretch his ears.

"That's right. Although I only used some small curses when I taught him a lesson, problems will arise in the long run." Jasmine Travers said impatiently.

Scott was relieved to hear this.

He thought that boy Jacob was already gifted at the age of 11!

"I'm tired of playing with him." Jasmine Travers said nonchalantly, "After letting him finish that task this time, don't bother with him anymore. There are many cheap mudbloods in Hogwarts now, just change a toy when the time comes."

Morgan Avery clucked like a hen again.

"You are so mean, Jasmine. If those cheap mudbloods receive your invitation and see that there are so many beautiful girls in our group, they will definitely jump in without thinking!"

"It doesn't matter." Jasmine Travers suddenly sank her face, "Scott Trollope, I have always suspected that the mudblood must have discovered something. I can't stand the way he looks at me, he is looking down on me! This makes me feel seriously offended!"

"Okay, don't be angry, Jasmine."

Morgan Avery began to comfort her.

"We have already planned it. As long as things go well, I think we will definitely teach Trollope a profound lesson! Then he won't be able to be so arrogant anymore!"

"That's right, no matter if he is a genius or not."

Jasmine Travers reached out and grabbed the bed curtain tightly, her voice became a little sharp.

"The lowly mudblood can never look down on the noble pureblood!"

Scott listened to the conversation between the two calmly, and even wanted to laugh.

He wanted to hear what kind of lesson these two kids planned to teach him.

Then, he would let them get a lesson that they would never forget. This should make their immature minds deeply aware of the dangers of the world.

You have to know that in this world, some people don't play by the rules.