Witcher cards are a game of betting and bluffing.

Even if your trump card is not too big, as long as your acting skills are good enough for the opponent to dare not call, you may be the one with the greatest number in the last row.

This is a game of wisdom and courage.

From Snape's point of view, Stark was undoubtedly bluffing or lacking in confidence.

But in William's view, his hole card is the biggest Merlin card, which absolutely kills everything, which is equivalent to the straight flush of Stauhari.

William's purpose was to seduce the professor to take the bait and make him mistakenly think that he was bluffing.

Simply put:

William: I'm lying.

Snape: I know you're lying.

William: I know you know I'm lying.

So Snape really took the bait, and he believed that it was William who attacked.

"If you didn't attack, I'd be willing to compensate. Of course, I'm also talking about their wands."

Snape pointed to Cedric and the twins, preventing William from using their wands.

"Okay, Professor Snape." William smiled, took out a wand from his pocket, and cast a flashback spell.

The Flashback Charm can release all the magic recently used by the wand in a reversed manner.

Soon, the magic wand released a few spells, but they were all small spells like "clean up", no stun spells or other offensive spells.

Snape stared at William in disbelief. He snatched the wand and snapped, "Stark, is this your wand?!"

"Of course it's mine, do I still have two wands?"

William smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, you can write to Mr. Ollivander, and he can testify for me. I never went to him to buy a second wand!"

"No, the amount of magic you cast in this wand is too small!"

Of course, less. This wand was made by Cedric, and William used it occasionally.

But certainly not, he explained: "Because I've been practicing wandless spellcasting recently, Professor."

William raised his right hand, and the cup on the table fell towards the ground, splashing water all over Professor Snape.

William's wandless spellcasting can only do so much, moving some cups, which is similar to a magic riot.

But even so, the Ravenclaw students applauded.

"Come on, take out your wands!" Professor Snape looked at Cedric and the others again.

Cedric obediently took out his wand from his pocket, but everything was fine after checking.

Snape's face was a little ugly. Could it be that they really didn't attack?

Who the **** attacked him last night?

"Professor Snape, since it has nothing to do with us, I hope you will fulfill your promise."

William waved his wand, and the parchment appeared in the air, and he began to write.

"I calculated that we have fifty psychedelic mushrooms in total. Because of the watering of dragon dung, they have been growing very well.

We suffer a small loss, and we don't want you to compensate the dragon dung.

The market price of a psychedelic mushroom ranges from fifteen to twenty-five gallons, so we will take an average and compensate at twenty gallons per plant.

A thousand Galleons in total, thank you for your patronage, hehe~"

The parchment floated in front of Snape, and he frowned slightly: "The price is fair, but are there so many psychedelic mushrooms?"

When he dug up the herbs last night, he just left quickly and didn't pay attention to the number, but he didn't seem to have so many in his mind!

The most important thing is that the psychedelic mushroom was stolen, and Snape himself was knocked unconscious, why should he be compensated?

But there were students all around, and Snape was embarrassed to do it outright when he publicly denied such a shameless thing.

He glared at William, grabbed the parchment, and left cursing.

With Professor Snape's departure, everyone except the Slytherin students cheered, as if a big victory had been achieved.

In the morning, everyone was discussing this matter. Following the crowd, Hermione and the others were on their way to the Transfiguration classroom.

"It must be William and the others who attacked Snape!" Ron said loudly.

His voice was too loud, attracting the eyes of countless students.

"Shhh, be quiet!" Hermione glanced at the eyes around her and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, you saw it just now, there is no stun spell in the wand at all."

"But don't forget that they each have two wands." Ron lowered his voice slightly.

Harry hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Hermione, we ran into Hagrid during our morning meal.

He told him not to go to the Forbidden Forest recently, and he also said... I met William and the others in the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night last night. "

Hermione stopped talking.

"Yeah, William and the others took away the psychedelic mushrooms and extorted a thousand Galleons from Professor Snape." Ron was very envious.

"That's a thousand Galleons!"

Harry was very rich, he didn't have much feelings for this thousand Galleons, but envied another thing.

"It's amazing, have you seen William break the glass?" Harry sighed.

"Wandless casting... I heard from many students that William is more powerful than Quirrell. It would be great if he taught us Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"In fact, George and Fred are both learning fighting skills from William this semester." Ron said sourly.

He glanced at Hermione.

"Do you know about this?"

Hermione was still thinking about the Forbidden Forest, she nodded casually: "I know, every Saturday night, I'll go too..."

Harry looked at Hermione enviously, while Ron's eyes were full of jealousy.

"It was me, it was me, it was me who came first... It's good to know William or talk to him..."

Ron is crazy about lemons.

"By the way, Hermione, what is your relationship with William?" Harry asked curiously.

The only two he knew had known each other before entering school.

"Oh, my dad and his dad are college classmates. I met William once when I was a child, and then I moved, and I haven't seen him anymore. Last Easter..."

Excuse me~lightnovelpub.net~ It turns out that the family is a childhood sweetheart series!

Ron finally stopped thinking about it.

Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Today is the first class at the end of the holiday, and everyone is ready to make fun of Quirrell.

That's right, teasing Professor Quirrell has become a trend, an activity full of ritual.

Did everyone say hello in the morning from "Have you eaten" to "Have you made fun of Quirrell"?

So this is another class full of joy.

Harris was holding a trash can that he was going to put on the classroom door.

Kaslana played role-playing, she was wearing a thick Scottish chubby chicken doll costume, and she was bouncing on the podium as if she was doing a yangko, ready to scare Quirrell.

At this moment, a transparent body came through from behind the wall.

He appeared so unexpectedly, like Sadako.

Harris was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the ghost. With a shake of his little hand, he did not hold the trash can and covered it over the fat chicken's head.

Elena Kaslana waved her two wings and shouted, "Damn, bastard! I can't see, can't see!"

All the students fell silent, and William looked at the ghost in shock.

Quirrell dragged his transparent body against Kaslana's back, tilted his head, and said coldly:

"...you!"

He looked around, and finally set his eyes on William.

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(Thanks to the "Feng Ling 15" boss for the reward\\(//?//)\\.)

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