Hogwarts: The Witch Education Handbook

With Sean's words, "Upside down."

A surge of magic erupted from the tip of his wand and struck Bella in front of him.

Bella felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her ankle tightly, suspending her in mid-air, unable to move forward or backward.

She felt incredibly embarrassed.

Due to gravity, the lower half of her white cardigan slowly slipped off her body until it covered her eyes.

She could see nothing but feel the moist air intimately contacting her skin below the waist.

She felt like a monkey being watched, always the one humiliating others, never the other way around. Overwhelmed with shame, she screamed.

"You filthy mud bastard, put me down, I'm going to kill you!"

"Your master will not let you get away with this!"

Ironically, because she was shouting with her mouth open, the clothes covering her face were sucked into her mouth, and in the end, she could only make muffled noises.

Sean wasn't in the mood for any nonsense with her at that moment.

His palms were covered in cold sweat, and he was still shaken.

If he hadn't been on guard, he would have already fallen there silently, becoming a cold corpse.

He still had many wishes that he hadn't had time to fulfill, so he couldn't die.

What angered Sean even more was that he had used up his last bit of his cheat energy to rescue Bella from the gloomy Azkaban, only to be betrayed and killed.

This crazy woman!

Sean cursed under his breath.

Since she chose to do something, she has to bear the consequences.

So, both shocked and furious, Sean decided to teach this crazy woman a lesson.

He first found a handcuff-like device among his collection of alchemical artifacts, and used magic to attach it to Bella's hands to prevent her from casting spells.

Only after he had done all this did he put Bella down.

He wanted to give Bella an unforgettable memory.

After Bella got down, she spat out the clothes that had been stuffed in her mouth and continued to hurl insults.

She stopped talking abruptly when she saw the prop Sean pulled out, a mocking smile creeping onto her face as the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Do you know how Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom died?"

"I just lightly tapped them with the Crucifixion spell."

"They were in excruciating pain, rolling around on the ground, wailing incessantly..."

"Frank, in particular, stared wide-eyed, his whole body convulsing violently, his eyeballs almost popping out, yet he didn't utter a single word of pleading... And Alice was even more interesting, her warm, foul-smelling urine soaking the entire room... It was truly disgusting..."

"You should really see their embarrassing situation."

Bella continued recounting her experiences in a teasing tone.

"Even a place like Azkaban couldn't do anything to me, and now you want to torture me with these childish things like Muggles? It's ridiculous."

Bella burst out laughing after she finished speaking, and the laughter grew louder and louder, as if she couldn't control herself, until suddenly, she started coughing as if she had choked on her own laughter.

The coughing was violent and continuous, accompanied by her heavy breathing, as if mocking just how absurd Sean's actions were.

Sean took action.

Bella actually...

The tremors continued.

Sean understood.

Perhaps Bella has some kind of fetish.

This kind of fetish often appears in people with psychological disorders.

So, am I rewarding her or punishing her?

Now, Sean is also somewhat unsure about his actions.

Upon seeing Sean, he stopped what he was doing.

Bella's mocking smile returned to her face, even more disdainful than before.

"Oh, it's not working already?"

The provocation convinced Sean that it was the right approach.

He now understands Bella perfectly, both mentally and physically.

Bella's provocation only fueled Sean's competitive spirit. If he couldn't even train a little Bella properly, how could he possibly complete his next plan?

Having made up his mind, Sean changed his strategy.

Bella is a typical Slytherin; arrogance is her defining characteristic. To completely subdue her, one must first destroy her will on a spiritual level.

Bella's greatest source of emotional support now is the mysterious Voldemort.

"If Voldemort saw you like this, he might be disappointed," Sean said abruptly, giving Bella no time to think. "His most loyal servant is now crawling at someone's feet like a dog, begging for punishment."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bella's smug expression vanished instantly, replaced by a look of rage.

"Shut up, you filthy mud-blood, you're not allowed to call your master by his full name!"

"But unfortunately, he'll never see it. He was defeated by a newborn baby eleven years ago. It's utterly ridiculous," Sean added.

"The master will definitely come back. When he does, he'll lock all of you lowly, vile, and shameless mud-bloods in cages, making you wish you were dead..."

Before Bella could finish speaking, Sean stretched out his broad palm and slapped Bella's most voluptuous spot hard. "It feels so good to humiliate a pureblood like you, you lowly Mudblood."

It seems they disliked the asymmetry, believing it affected the aesthetics.

Sean came again.

It took Bella three to five seconds to recover from the sudden situation.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Taking advantage of the moment, Sean drew his wand, pointed it at Bella, and shouted, "Out of body!"