In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter
Chapter 440: The Damned Bloodline (2 in 1)

In this conflict over bloodlines, the most vivid relations are naturally between the side with bloodlines and the side without bloodlines.

But in fact, from beginning to end, there was also conflict within the bloodline side, and it was not a small conflict at all.

But many people were fooled by the appearance of peace in Britain, and those who saw the glaring problems were too afraid to do anything about it, and were unable to do anything about it because of Voldemort's personal prestige.

But now in France, it is different. This is not Voldemort's territory, nor is it the domain of the purebloods, and with no Death Eaters or Aurors to back up the noble blood, the issue between the purebloods and the half-bloods can be completely stirred up.

It would not only make those half-bloods who covered their ears and blindfolded themselves, pretending that they could hear nothing and see nothing, see the reality once and for all, but it would also aggravate the oppression that they usually put up with at Hogwarts Castle, which they consoled themselves that they deserved it.

And so it did.

The former students of the castle's Half-Blood House were aware of what had happened to Assia, but they all assumed that Floyd, the "main culprit", had been "punished", and many of them, while lamenting the loss of such a beautiful person, were relieved that they were, after all, not a mudblood, and even if a pureblood has done something wrong against them, there is still a price to pay, isn't there?

But now this trial is a severe slap in the face of those who thought so in the first place.

The source of this school violence was Flint, a pureblood student from a stronger family and a purer bloodline, who was not only not punished, but he was not even included in the briefing on the internal disciplinary process at Hogwarts Castle.

This made those half-blood students who still had empathy for the purebloods who had been pushed up to the high platform to be judged, unable to accept it anymore.

We thought we were all on the same side, but it turned out that you never treated us like human beings!

Such a thing made these half-bloods, whose three views had only been formed for a short time, all look at Flint, who was standing in the middle of the high platform, in shock and inexplicably, and they didn't know what kind of expression they should be showing right now.

Should they be angry?

The half-bloods in the castle had received an influential education, but they were not really bad, and of course, they would feel angry when they heard such a god-awful thing.

But should such anger be expressed?

It's not. How could half-bloods express resentment and discontent against purebloods who are much more noble than they are?

Just as there was a clamour for Flint to be punished severely by the students of the wagon and the former Hogwarts castle students were all still a little overwhelmed, Professor McGonagall regained control of the scene.

"Let the next witness take the stage."

So with all eyes on her, there was a girl with long pale blonde hair, slender and timid, being pulled by Hermione's hand to the front of the stage.

At the sight of the girl's face, a gasp rang out from all the former castle students, and Flint stared at her with daggers in his eyes!

"Impossible! She's obviously dead! You must have had someone pretend to be her! You must have had someone pretend to be her!"

Flint shouted, causing Flitwick to frown and gesture at the Weasley twins, who were acting as guards, on the sidelines.

Then George took the hint and instantly held out his wand at Flint and the next second a rag was gagged over his constantly screaming mouth, and at the same time his hands and feet were bound in place, both behind his back, tied up by the rope that had suddenly appeared.

"Introduce yourself, young lady." Professor McGonagall said as she looked at the girl beside Hermione.

The girl looked nervous as she turned her head to look at Hermione, who gave her an affirmative look in response.

"I... My name is Assia Konrad, and I'm a student of Hogwarts Castle Half-Blood House."

Hearing her introduce herself, it was at this time that it finally dawned on the group of Hogwarts wagon students why the students of the castle had erupted in shock and Flint had said what he had said.

The victim of this incident was actually not dead!

"Can you tell us how you survived that incident?"

As if sensing the unexpected amiability in McGonagall's calm voice instead of the meanness laced in the Professors, it eased much of the tension within Assia.

"It was Hermione who saved me from the blood curse that I thought I was about to be subjected to that night, and helped to modify Floyd and the others' memories and fake the scene in which I had actually killed myself to prevent any further harm to my family afterwards."

The castle half-bloods couldn't help but look over at Hermione standing next to Assia, none of them had expected that the person who had ended up saving Assia would actually be the one from the Hogwarts wagon.

Between them, wasn't there supposed to be an antagonistic relationship?

Slughorn could obviously see the brilliance of having Assia appear in this situation, and the very fact that she had been rescued sent a clear message to the other half-bloods.

Dumbledore and his group had never been in opposition to the people of the bloodline, they had not only had muggle wizards in their ranks but also many half-bloods and even purebloods, and now they were not going to treat all the wizards of the bloodline in Britain as enemies, but instead they would help those who were being oppressed and just punish the perpetrators.

This was essential, because it was important to ensure that the students brought out of Hogwarts Castle were not only stripped of their notions of nobility and inferiority but also to ensure that they did not think that under Dumbledore the so-called bloodline theory would be reversed, with the muggle-borns becoming noble and the defeated bloodline people becoming inferior.

The best proof of this was the experience of Assia, who was helped when Jon had not yet won the Triwizard Tournament and when the conflict between the two sides was at its peak, with both pureblood and half-blood students in the castle treating the students from the wagon as if they were enemies.

And yet it was these "enemies" who had risked so much to infiltrate the castle and rescue the half-blood student who was being bullied to death by the purebloods!

The half-bloods opened their mouths, their feelings now even more mixed.

The empathy when they had been brought here together with the purebloods who had also been brought out of Hogwarts castle at the beginning had now become ridiculous.

All this while the trial on the raised platform was not over.

"I know this may perhaps reopen your still unhealed scars, Miss Konrad." McGonagall said solemnly, "But can you tell us what Mr Flint and Miss Floyd did to you back then when you were at Hogwarts Castle?"

As if thinking back to those days, Assia's face turned a little pale, but Hermione, standing beside her, held her hand tighter and whispered in her ear.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, just tell Professor McGonagall your wish, it's all right."

Her words, however, instead of making Assia back down, caused her to take a deep breath and gather all her courage.

"F, Floyd, she started bullying me when I first entered the castle, at first she just verbally abused me and called me a bastard in private, then she started practising minor Jinxes on me, saying that the mudblood students were only worthy of being experiments in muggle studies classes and that a half-breed like me would be more suitable as a target for her."

"She threatened me at the time to not tell anyone else about that, or she would make my family suffer badly. At first, it was just minor Jinxes, but in the last year, she started to test the hexes and curses on me. At first, it was just a dark curse like the Invisible sword curse which only caused a hair size wound, and then, later on, she started saying that she wanted me to help her learn the Unforgivable Curse."

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath as they heard her tell the story.

Seeing the fear in Assia's eyes as she spoke of these memories, it was clear to all that these things would be a shadow that she would never forget.

Her narrative also caused some of the Castle's half-blood students to quietly lower their heads.

What had happened to Assia was certainly not an isolated case, and there must have been a handful of purebloods bullying half-bloods like this in the castle.

"Is it true that you never once tried to ask for help from anyone else?" McGonagall asked. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ NʘvᴇlFɪre.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

Assia pursed her lips.

"Last year, Professor Carrow once ran into a scene where Floyd and the group were experimenting on me with a vicious curse, but she didn't stop them then and told them, told them, that they were doing a good job"

There was an uproar from the wagon students!

They had tried to imagine the professors and students in that castle badly enough, but in reality, the wickedness that took place in it was far more than they could have imagined.

The first thought that came into the minds of the castle's students was that this was something that the Carrow siblings could do!

However, Assia's narrative did not end there.

"Fortunately for me, Floyd, she's not proficient in dark magic, and her Cruciatus Curse will only make me experience some pain for a day or two at most; it won't cause any more pain if I endure through it."

Her tone was full of thankfulness, from the bottom of her heart, but the people listening to her story below were not able to share her thankfulness.

"But when the academic year was about to end last year, Flint, noticed me because of Floyd. He found me privately and said he liked me and wanted me to be his girlfriend"

As she recounted this, Assia couldn't help but shiver, and none of the wagon students could understand why a simple word about him wanting her to be his girlfriend would make her feel so scared at first, but the students of the castle knew all about it.

The hierarchy of bloodlines and the separation of boundaries let different bloodlines not think about the possibility of something happening between them.

Except for a few half-bloods who had the whimsy to think that there might be a pureblood lord who would risk his life for them, sensible half-bloods never presumed to gain the favour of any pureblood, not to mention that Floyd, who had been tormenting and bullying Assia, was Flint's fiancée!

If she were to learn of this, then Assia's fate could be imagined.

"I, I mustered up the courage to refuse him at that time, saying that it was not allowed by Sir Headmaster, and, besides, he had a fiancée. But he said that I had no right to refuse him, that my mum and dad worked for the magic company under his family, and that if I didn't agree to him, he would make my family become tramps, and that he would continue to let Floyd torture me until she half-killed me, and then go to the professor and turn me in, saying that I had seduced him"

At this point, everyone offstage looked at Flint with an increasingly unkind eye, and the more they listened, the more they could feel that this man was a scum among scum!

"All I could do was beg him to give me a little more time, I couldn't accept such a thing in a short time. He was impatient but agreed, but somehow Floyd heard about it the next day. She started torturing me even more violently than before until just before Christmas when she started planning to turn me into a monster using a blood curse and make me endure such a curse for all eternity, and then after that, then after that was when Hermione, she, she rescued me."

As Assia finished her story, there was a brief silence below the raised platform, then all the wagon students rose from their chairs in anger as they rushed at Flint raising their wands high in anger and demanding that he be put to death on the spot!

It was a good thing that there were still some new faculty members around who recruited after they arrived in France, to keep order, otherwise, the students would probably have cast a spell on Flint on the spot!

And the castle's half-blood students, many of them had sad expressions on their faces.

It was in sympathy for what had happened to Assia, resentment at the purebloods for daring to say something like that, and anger at their own former self-delusion and stupidity.

Their emotions were so mixed that it felt like a fire was burning in their hearts, it was so strong that it was in their throats, but they didn't know how to vent it.

At that moment, a figure among the half-blood students suddenly picked up a piece of mud from the ground and threw it towards Flint on the platform!

The mud was thrown with perfect timing, hitting him right on the head, and all the castle's half-blood students saw who the mud-thrower was.

It was one of them, Cedric Diggory, one of the good old boys!

His face was red, and he was panting heavily with rage as if the fire in his heart could not dissipate even after throwing the mud!

"For what reason should there be such superiority or inferiority!" He shouted, "Why should people be bullied to the point of being treated as lesser human beings!"

"Damn the Bloodline!"

Those words were like the ignition of a fuse that created a massive explosion in the minds of all the castle's half-blood students present!

They finally knew exactly how to vent their unbearable inner flames, and exactly why and at whom they were going to explode!

Like Cedric, they picked up the mud on the ground and threw it like maniacs towards Flint on the high platform, shouting at the same time.

"It's all because of this damned bloodline!"

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