The days that followed were unbelievably peaceful, whether it was Draco Malfoy who returned to Hogwarts, or the slicker who was replaced by the civet cat from the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Magic, they were all honest and honest. Classes, self-study, homework, and monthly exams.

Of course, this peace is just because nothing big like Tierra's second, third, fourth and fifth grades happened.

On the second Wednesday after school started, Mercedes Amishitia, an exchange student from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United States, hid his papers before class because he was dissatisfied with his Slytherin roommates. In a fit of rage, Amishitia set fire to her bedroom.

Of course, before the fire spread to the other two dormitories, Tierra "arrived" to stop the fire from spreading, and used time magic to help restore the entire dormitory.

"Mercedes Amishitia's arson caused huge losses." Tierra glanced helplessly at the group of schadenfreude, hoping that Tierra would expel Mercedes Amishitia's Slytherin students, and then continued , "Two hundred points will be deducted from Slytherin."

"What?" A girl in the dormitory with Mercedes Amishitia asked in shock, "Why didn't she fire her? She set fire to our dormitory!"

"A group is a family, and comrades are brothers." Tierra said, "I believe Professor McGonagall must have told you when you were enrolled."

"Professor McGonagall didn't say that." The girl retorted.

"That's what I'm talking about now." Tierra said, "If Miss Mercedes Amishitia burns down the dormitory because she is jealous of your freckles, or because she has a grudge against you, then I will definitely expel you immediately without saying a word. Miss Mercedes Amishitia."

"But what is the real cause of this incident? Huh?" Tierra looked at Mercedes Amishitia's roommate meaningfully.

"They hid my homework." Mercedes Amishitia standing aside suddenly said, "That's why I set fire to the dormitory."

"We didn't!" shouted Luminara Anduri, one of Mercedes Amishitia's roommates.

"It's her own fault for misplacing things!" Sarah Palmer, another roommate of Mercedes Amishitia, argued.

"Then Miss Amishitia, do you have evidence to prove that they hid your thesis?" Tierra asked gently.

"Yes." Mercedes Amishitia said confidently, "I took Legilimency from them, and I saw them hiding my thesis in the owl droppings in the owl shed!"

"We didn't!" Sarah Palmer argued with a distorted expression, "And you dare to use Legilimency on us! It's illegal!"

"Miss Amishitia, it is indeed illegal to use Legilimency on school students." Tierra said gently, "Because of this, I have to regret to inform you... Slytherin House will be reopened Fifty points will be deducted, and you must be placed on one-month school probation and school services."

"I accept." Mercedes Amishitia said resolutely, raising her beautiful head.

"As for whether your roommates have hidden your papers..." Tierra asked slowly, "When was the last time you saw your papers...or do you know when your roommates got their papers?" Leave your thesis?"

"Seven-fifteen," Mercedes Amishitia said, "I don't have class this morning, so I wanted to sleep in for a while, but at seven-fifteen they broke the protective spell I cast on my schoolbag, And dumped all my papers in the owl shed, and the time my spell was broken showed 7:15."

"Then you wake up and find that your protective spell has been broken, and you can't find your thesis. After you go to the cafeteria to confront your roommates, use Legilimency to find out that they hid your thesis, and then turn around and go back to Go to the dormitory and set fire to the dormitory?" Tierra helped Mercedes Amishitia sort out.

"Yes." Mercedes Amishitia said.

"Why don't you teach your dormmates in the cafeteria?" Tierra asked curiously, "After learning that your dormmates hid your papers, why didn't you teach them in the cafeteria and have to go back to burn the dormitory ?”

"I can't beat you, I'm afraid you will stop me." Mercedes Amishitia said quite honestly.

"Hehe... Well, how about we go back to 7:13 first?" Tierra asked, then stretched out her hand and slowly rolled the golden eyeball of her right eye.

The surrounding scenes seemed to be rewinding, and everyone present felt that they were flying, flying very fast, and flying backwards.

All sorts of blurred clouds and shapes flitted before my eyes, something pounded in my ear, and—

They've touched solid ground beneath their feet, and everything is slowly coming into focus—

They feel that they are in an old and yellow world, and everything around them seems to be cast with a dark yellow shadow.

"It's seven thirty-thirteen in the morning." Tierra took her hand from her right eyeball, and then pointed to Mercedes Amishitia's bed.

A shoulder bag hangs at the end of her bed.

Four girls surrounded the shoulder bag.

"The spell stops immediately." A girl said while holding a wand and looking at Mercedes Amishitia's shoulder bag.

But nothing happened to Mercedes Amishitia's backpack.

"It's useless, I'll do it." Another girl pushed the girl away just now, waved her wand and read:

"Totally shattered."

A red light rushed out from the long cocoon, making Mercedes Amishitia's backpack tremble, but it quickly fell silent again.

"The knowledge is very solid." Tierra praised Mercedes Amishitia. In the dim scene, several little witches have tried at least six kinds of spells, but they still haven't broken her to cast on her schoolbag. protection spell.

"Thank you." Mercedes Amishitia said calmly.

In the end, the four girls were really impatient, so they lit a fire with a magic spell, burned a big hole in Mercedes Amishitia's schoolbag~lightnovelpub.net~ and dragged out her thesis from it.

"No wonder you want to set fire to the dormitory." Tierra said.

This time Mercedes Amishitia remained silent.

"Then, the matter is very clear now." Tierra tapped her right eyeball.

The surrounding scenes returned to normal, and then they snapped their fingers.

The beds and things of the four girls who had been repaired by Tierra with time magic suddenly emitted a puff of green smoke, and then burned rapidly, turning into a pile of charcoal.

"It's reasonable to figure out what to do with your own burnt things, right?"

"It's not fair! We burned her schoolbag and threw away her papers," Sarah Palmer yelled, "but aside from the facts, is she not at fault?"

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