Your interrupted

#DRAFT

Your magic dissipates harmlessly...

You feel strange and burdened

It happened so quickly that, your aren't even sure what happened. In an instant foreign magic had unwoven your wandless spell construct...

You quickly

"Thank you for your protection Great Spirt."

"Your quite welcome Master Malfoy"

Spirt is there

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Your eyes locked at Malfoy's face, you can't miss the shit eating smirk on his face.

"Miss Evan's you are currently inside a Mudblood Box, it will be your home for the foreseeable future."

"Firstly: As you have noticed your movements have been fully restricted. Secondly: Your attempted **** on Master Mayfoy has been noted. An extra six weeks has been added to your sentence."

"She's due back at Hogwarts in September, will this extra time cause issues with that ?"

"No, I am fully confident that Miss Evans can be reformed enough to attend in September, though she will be serving though her holidays.