Hermione's voice echoed through the corridor, crisp and resolute, every single word striking Lucius like a pebble thrown into water, stirring up a thousand ripples.
As Harry's good friend, she naturally had to speak up for him. Besides, having just watched Harry be so belittled and humiliated by Lucius Malfoy, she had been boiling with anger for a long time. Now, needing to vent what was on her mind, she let her inner fury out.
Hearing this, Lucius's expression darkened instantly. His already stern face seemed covered in a layer of frost, and a flash of annoyance crossed his eyes. Clearly, Hermione's words had struck a raw nerve, shattering the mask of arrogance he always tried to maintain. He gripped the gem-inlaid cane in his hand tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white, showing his extreme displeasure.
Chapter 186