Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 352 Poisoning?

As the afternoon sun reached its zenith, Thea emerged from a pool of blood and saw a savior with his back to her, cosplaying as a wooden statue.

The familiar scene overlapped with an image that had been in her mind one night, and for some reason, Thea shivered.

"Here, your wand."

The familiar voice reached Harry's ears, and for a moment he thought it was a hallucination.

Harry hurriedly took the wand from Thea when her arm started to ache.

Realizing that the person in front of him was not a hallucination, Harry's tense body suddenly relaxed. The belated dizziness made his body go limp, and if Thea hadn't caught him in time, he probably would have fallen hard.

"Help! Who is the patient here...?"

Thea's inner rant finally stopped when she saw that the other person was covered in blood.

"Fine, I guess I'm just unlucky."

After roughly sprinkling some medicine powder on the other person and bandaging them, Thea limped away, supporting herself as she walked out.

Halfway there, the two encountered Hermione and Ron, who had rushed over to find them.

After Harry recovered, the group continued on their way to their destination.

The four remained silent the whole way, just as Thea did not ask Harry why he pushed her out of the attack range at the critical moment;

Harry didn't ask Thea if she knew why he left her and Barty alone to fight.

Some things are better left unsaid; there's no need to tear them apart openly.

Thea looked at a wooden cabin that appeared not far away, her gaze distant and complex.

"We're almost there."

Finally, Thea pointed in that direction.

Ten minutes later, Thea and her three companions stepped into the small house with a loud bang.

“Mr. Lock,” Thea smiled gently, “it’s been a long time.”

Lock: "…………"

How thick-skinned do you have to be to smile and greet me after you ripped open my door?

Lock's lips twitched, and even his fingers began to spasm nervously. Only when Thea's lips gradually straightened did Lock reluctantly open his mouth.

"Yes, it's been a long time,"

Lockpin narrowed his eyes and looked the trio of saviors behind Thea up and down.

"After all this time, is my Galleon ready?"

Thea ignored the suspicion in the other person's eyes and went straight to the point.

Upon hearing a certain keyword, the lock instantly gritted its teeth, the sound seeming to be squeezed out from between its teeth, each word deliberate and forceful:

"Do you still think you're the successor to the Dark Lord—"

Thea was annoyed by what she heard, so she waved her wand and a beam of green light flew past the lock's head, leaving only a few sparse strands of hair that landed lightly like feathers.

Have you learned how to speak properly?

"Lock, buckle, sir—"

Thea pronounced the last word with exceptional clarity, a stark contrast to the instantaneous pallor of Lock's face and the trembling of his wide-eyed man, unable to utter a single word.

Given Thea's demonstrated strength, five minutes later, Thea was sitting upright on the sofa, facing the trembling Lockpin, while behind her, Harry and the other two stood in neat rows, making the already short Lockpin appear even more isolated and vulnerable.

"...The total loan amount is 3500 million Galleons..."

Upon hearing this astronomical figure, Ron couldn't help but swallow hard.

"...Engagement banquet setup..."

"Guests' souvenirs..."

"...funding for the continued maintenance of the old house..."

As Thea presented the accounts clearly and logically, Harry and the others' hearts began to pound uncontrollably.

That much Galleon... even if they worked for hundreds of years, they couldn't earn that much...

"Therefore, as of yesterday, my outstanding loan limit at Gringotts should still be 12,460,000 Galleons—"

Upon hearing this number, Suokou's eyelids twitched, and his heart skipped a beat.

When does Mr. Locket plan to redeem it?

Thea's smiling face looked more ferocious than a demon in Lock's eyes.

"Uh... well... I don't have any funds right now!"

A flash of inspiration struck him, and he began to speak more and more fluently.

Miss Thea,

Considering that the evil spirit on the other side was also full of trouble, Lock decided to choose a name that wouldn't go wrong.

"As you know... a fallen phoenix is ​​no better than a chicken..."

As he spoke, Suokou kept a close eye on Thea's expression out of the corner of his eye, while quickly trying to figure out Thea's intentions.

"Don't tell me you're no longer the heir to the Dark Lord..."

Even so, I am willing but unable to lend you the money!

“Those smug bastards, seeing you fall, immediately turned on me, stepping on me to rise to power…”

"Look, they've forced me into this remote and impoverished place..."

Despite Suokou's passionate singing, recitation, acting, and fighting, he was ultimately unmoved by Thea's composure; she even had the mood to sip her tea!

She made fun of me like a clown!

Extreme pride fueled immense resentment, and as his anger flared, Lockpin suddenly noticed the magic wand that Thea was playing with.

In an instant, all the anger was suppressed and swallowed back down.

The lock's drastic change in expression clearly caught Thea's attention. She lazily raised an eyebrow, her tone casual:

Why don't you continue to explain your grievances?

Lock's body stiffened abruptly. He awkwardly picked up the teacup in front of him and took a large gulp before saying sheepishly:

"I'm a little thirsty..."

"Oh."

Thea seemed to realize something, and after putting the cup down through the latch, she immediately urged:

"Let's continue!"

Lock: "…………"

Alpaca!

I said, "Damn it!"

Did you hear me?!

You idiot!

Lockpin was practically bursting with profanity, but after Thea glanced at him sideways, he immediately fell silent.

Seeing that the lock remained silent, Thea stopped urging it and even brought the wand closer, examining it as if trying to memorize every pattern on it.

“…Miss Thea—”

After an unknown amount of time, Lock couldn't help but let out a hesitant cry.

This time, Thea's smile vanished completely. She stood up and looked down at the lock with an arrogant, condescending air:

"Shut up, I don't want to hear any reasons from you right now—"

Hearing Thea's stern voice, Lockpin was about to speak in a hurry, but Thea suddenly bent down and leaned close to it, her voice incredibly gentle:

I once heard a saying: Liars must swallow a thousand needles—

hiss--

Feeling the needle-like pain piercing his lower abdomen, Suokou's eyes widened, his gaze almost bursting.

And Thea continued:

"Why don't you think carefully about where things went wrong?"

"Despicable—you actually poisoned me..."

Thea, who had been called despicable twice in one day, smiled even more brightly. She even nodded in agreement and laughed:

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Lock."

Finally, I wish you the best of luck!