This Hogwarts is not normal

Ever since the night Eric quietly installed a few small things, the Wayne family has been peaceful for a whole week.

The headline of the Daily Prophet these days is actually about the Boy-Who-Lived who is about to enter school.

"Harry Potter..."

Eric would whisper the name several times every day in a hoarse voice.

"Dad, isn't this great--"

Vincent has been worried about his old father's hairline recently, "Maybe the reporter is scared."

"It's best that way."

Eric, who had a little dissatisfaction on his face, was definitely envious and jealous of his future classmate.

So what if I drank a bottle of gamp?

With this kind of popularity, can it be enough to outshine the savior who ran away from the bald socket man?

Vincent, who has an easy-going attitude, has become as calm as if he has seen through the world since he basically blew up the entire third floor.

The limited edition collector’s edition of the red and white console will be gone if it’s gone.

It is said that even time travelers flock to the IBM 5100, which is nothing to regret.

There is always a chance for the signature albums of the world's top stars to be reproduced.

He won't feel sad about this!

But according to Gu Gu, the only insider, this seemingly indifferent young boy knelt in front of a pile of debris just last night and choked up speechlessly.

Ah, Merlin! The price of learning magic is too high~

If it weren't for the existence of the repair spell, Vincent would have gone crazy from despair.

After learning the spell a few days later, he quickly reached the point where he actively broke things to practice.

Under the classic replica of Vincent's theorem, the Wayne family's appliances and furniture are basically in a state of intactness or damage at all times.

Five days before school starts.

The Boy Who Lived, which had been bombing for more than half a month, was finally removed from the Daily Prophet's headlines.

""Potter and Wayne, the advantages and disadvantages of mixed-blood and Muggle families"——"

With a title like this, it's obviously just to stir up trouble.

After breakfast, the Wayne family all looked at each other in understanding.

As expected, something will definitely happen today.

Eric, who was smiling, took out a big cutie from the window and popped the golden peanuts into it.

"Private property is sacrosanct..."

When he said this sentence, Vincent felt so handsome.

"Dad, don't beat anyone to death."

"I know, I have a sense of propriety."

Under the four naughty smiling faces, night fell quietly.

The temporary headquarters of the Wayne family was set up on the third floor that had been blown up countless times.

The most sophisticated night imaging monitoring equipment currently shows that there is nothing abnormal inside or outside the entire building.

"Be patient." Eric, wearing night vision goggles, held the new AW sniper rifle and glanced back and forth at the nine small screens in front of him.

Vincent, holding the wand in his hand, looked out the window, "Mom, you didn't call the police, did you?"

"Not now." Evelin flipped up her long light blond hair, "It won't be easy to tell when someone is caught."

"Gugu——" Gugu, who had wide eyes, seemed to notice something unusual.

A family of three followed their gaze and spotted a small beetle flying low at night.

"Captain, the powerful magic is ready."

"Okay." Eric put the gun on the window sill, and in an instant he had aimed at the target flying to the first floor.

"Vice Captain, keep an eye on the monitoring equipment at all times."

"Copy that." Evelin responded in a low voice and stopped smiling.

"Prepare-" Eric's index finger, concentrating on everything, pressed slightly on the trigger.

"Fire!"

The 7.62-caliber peanuts cut through the night sky and flew towards the left side with little wings flapping under the loud noise.

"puff--"

Eric did not miss, but the little beetle's movements were too flexible.

Vincent reacted immediately as he raised his wand.

"Stand stiff and stop dead!"

The tip of the staff seemed to leap out of a large invisible sound wave, covering the half-meter area near the door on the first floor.

The head of the little beetle that was hit by the spell had three pairs of legs that seemed to be stuck together with strong glue.

It struggled precariously to maintain its balance.

Eric let go of his index finger and said, "Captain, it's your turn to appear!"

"Gugu——"

The chubby Gugu jumped up high and hit the little beetle hard.

"Boom~"

Less than three meters away from the gate, it successfully suppressed the mission target with its big butt that had grown new feathers.

That proud little expression of victory is deeply imprinted in the minds of the Wayne family.

Such an awesome owl should be named Wayne!

The poor environment of Hogwarts cannot tolerate such mythical beasts.

Under the gaze of three pairs of glowing green eyes at the gate, the little beetle under Gugu's crotch could not help but tremble violently.

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It failed because of its contempt for Muggles.

When it was put into a small glass cover, it suddenly bumped around like crazy.

"Give up, this is tempered glass produced by the only big country in the East——"

Eric coolly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and said, "This thing is more than enough to withstand rocket launchers."

The cigarette he was holding was in Evelin's hand in the blink of an eye.

"My dear, haven't you quit smoking?"

"Ahem, I just plan to smell it."

Vincent's eyelids couldn't stop twitching when he saw this kind of aggressive behavior externally and submissiveness internally.

Look at Bruce,

Look at James again,

Should I change my name to Vince?

"Bang-bang-"

He hugged the glass cover and followed his parents back to the first floor.

"This little beetle is quite tough,"

He shook the cover vigorously, "It's been like this, but you still don't want to be honest."

Eric, who was on guard at the door, looked at his watch and said, "Kyle should be here soon."

With such loud gunshots, the London Police Department would definitely send someone over.

Moreover, there is a high probability that it will be Kyle, his old acquaintance from the army.

Vincent thought of this unruly fat uncle and put down the glass cover without interest.

Although this person may appear to have a legitimate career, he is actually a veteran driver behind the scenes.

There is no entertainment venue in London that he has not visited.

Vincent, who was so idle, fiddled with the handheld thermal imager he had just disassembled.

After this kind of battle, the reporter probably won't come again.

According to the Ministry of Magic, a wizard who dared to openly violate the Statute of Secrecy has not been seen for eleven years.

"Easy, I can't afford to pay for this." Eric looked back in fear.

"Don't worry." Vincent turned out the screen and pointed the instrument at Gugu, who was eating small dried fish.

The orange to red color proves that the body temperature of owls in the magical world is not much different from that of ordinary people.

"40.5 degrees, normal."

He pointed the thermal imager at the small beetle inside the cover.

In addition to being lighter in color, its overall temperature is actually higher than the outside world.

"Dad, there's something wrong!"

Even if the beetle keeps hitting the glass, it shouldn't be so active when the temperature of its back shell is higher than the outside temperature.

"It's almost 29 degrees."

Four pairs of big eyes looked at each other from a distance, and they all reacted quickly the next second.

This unwilling little beetle is actually not officially registered and is the first illegal Animagus of this century.

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