This Hogwarts is not normal

For several days, Vincent brewed the potion in his spare time.

In exchange for 33 galleons, there are four potions with short-term amplifying effects.

He put about twenty small bottles into the large box under the bed, and then recalled Snape's strange behavior during the day.

This guy actually didn't deduct points from Gryffindor today!

And even Harry didn't pay much attention to him, and just scolded Seamus and Neville briefly.

The water is very deep and could probably drown someone.

"My scalp goes numb just thinking about it~" He shook his head and looked at his roommates who were sleeping soundly.

Neville's snoring wasn't very loud, but James and Alfred had been sleeping with earmuffs on for the past few days.

"Huh-huh-"

This noise, which is like an electric drill, can actually be solved with a silent spell.

But this is only available in fifth grade spells textbooks, and it's not very humane.

But four years later...

Anyway, Vincent knew that James and Alfred had learned how to give Neville a shot every day before going to bed.

He felt so miserable just thinking about it, so he had to wear the earmuffs several times before he successfully put them on properly.

When I wake up, it's the weekend again.

After the morning Quidditch training, Harry grabbed Vincent who was about to take off his protective gear.

"What's wrong? It's mysterious."

Arriving at an abandoned greenhouse, Harry closed the door and locked it.

"I think I know the true identity of the mysterious man."

Vincent was a little confused, "Who?"

"Snape!"

Harry lowered his voice, "When Ron and I were leaving the club room on Wednesday, we happened to see him sneaking up from the stairs."

"Maybe he's sleepwalking?"

"No, we followed him quietly and found that he went to the forbidden right corridor on the fourth floor."

The place where the bait was placed was changed, and Snape should have gone to remove the potion.

"You'll never guess what we saw, Vincent—"

Isn't it just Lu Wei's cute little one? I've touched it all.

"It's a three-headed dog, a sleeping three-headed dog!"

Vincent pretended to shake his body, "And then, it can't be Snape's."

"Of course not!" Harry suddenly became excited.

"Huh -" he calmed down a little, "We didn't find Snape when we went in. He went down through the trap door next to the three-headed dog's head."

"Did you follow?"

"No, we have been waiting outside for a long time."

Vincent was a little disappointed, "What then?"

"He looked very ugly when he came out." Harry shuddered. "It was almost the same as when he was in the Great Hall last time."

"this--"

It was expected that the potion would be taken away. I probably didn't expect the fake to be so "realistic".

"Didn't you see the mysterious man?"

"Ah, yes."

His expression was serious, "Even if Malfoy doesn't cover up, in order to hide his identity, he might - you know what I mean."

This is what Quirrell wants to see most.

The mysterious man's big blame was really placed on Snape.

"Harry, actually Quirrell is——"

"Hey, so you are here!"

Both of them turned their heads and saw Wood behind a layer of thick glass.

"Mr. Smith is here. He says Harry's broom has been built!"

"Let's go first." Harry indicated with his eyes that he wanted to keep it secret.

After such an interruption, Vincent suddenly changed his mind.

What a coincidence to meet Snape?

I'm afraid it's not Dumbledore's plan!

As expected, he was worthy of being the man who defeated the first Dark Lord, and he was able to use his tricks to come up with this kind of training plan.

Harry will grow if he joins, and he will make progress if he doesn't join.

"Good morning, Mr. Wayne—Mr. Potter."

Qiao Sen took out a broomstick from the box that was similar in color to the Rascal Rabbit, but two circles smaller.

It is less angular and basically follows a streamlined design.

Harry's big eyes suddenly lit up.

The broom, which was customized strictly according to him from design to data, was finally finished before the competition next month.

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"Mr. Smith, you-" Vincent was frightened by the dark circles on his face.

"It's okay." Qiao Sen took out a bottle of magic potion from his pocket and took a sip. "As long as I have it, I can work for two more months!"

This light blue color with a hint of mint is the Buffy brain-boosting agent that increases brain power.

During Harry's low-altitude test, Vincent had determined that the potion was not only addictive, but would also cause the drinker's hairline to move up.

Qiao Sen, who was recording data excitedly, seemed to have not noticed the changes in his body.

There are many bald wizards in the magic world. If you invent a staged treatment potion, you will definitely make a lot of money.

"Mr. Wayne, could you please come and test it too."

Harry's flight experience was good and fully in line with all theoretical data.

Vincent took it and felt it was more than twice as light as the Rascal Rabbit.

"Mr. Smith, you didn't cut corners, did you?"

"Of course not." Qiao Sen pointed to the branches at the tail, "Mr. Potter's body shape is actually more suitable for a lightweight type, so we replaced it with balsa wood produced in South America.

The balance is adjusted according to the weight, which allows Mr. Porter to feel no weight at all when flying."

Vincent understood.

If the Rogue Rabbit is compared to a Bugatti with astonishing power and weight, then the flying broomstick in its hand is a traditional lightweight European supercar.

This year, I was swept away by Nimbus, and I am afraid that a new series will be created.

He was also flying at low altitude, and he was already considering whether to use the small amount of money he earned from reselling the Forbidden Forest to invest in this promising broom company.

"The flight data are basically the same, and Mr. Wayne's performance is as strong as ever!"

Johnson's emotion underneath reminded Harry of the recent Quidditch training.

Wood, who serves as goalkeeper and captain, is naturally very strong, but Vincent can score goals from extremely tricky angles every time.

One time the Quaffle hit Fred's bat and unexpectedly bounced into the far left goal.

Wood was stunned at the time.

This person is fed by the old man Merlin, and this person is fed by the old man. He has to decide whether to eat or not based on his mood.

After a gust of wind passed by, Vincent stopped steadily in front of the two of them.

"It's very good. You must feel comfortable using it, Harry?"

"Ah - yes."

Qiao Sen closed the notebook and took the broom in his hand to look at it carefully.

There is no problem with the trunk part, and the tail branches have not been thrown off.

"Mr. Potter, it belongs to you now."

Harry took it with some surprise, "Really? Can I really have a broomstick?"

"Professor Dumbledore agreed."

"So that's it." He couldn't put it down and held the broom in his arms.

"What are you going to name it?"

"Gwendo!" Harry introduced the origin of the name.

After a seven-day game in 1953, Rudolf Brand of the German Heidelberg Hounds proposed to Gwendo Morgan of the Holyhead Harpies on the spot.

The proposal failed, and Rudolf was even beaten with a concussion by Gwendo using Sweep Five Stars.

Qiao Sen's eyes flashed suddenly, "Mr. Potter, this is a great name!"

Harry, who didn't know he was being targeted, nodded shyly.

Vincent thought about it and realized that the protagonist of the story was really an ordinary child.

But he still didn't understand Dumbledore's persistence.

Just because of the magic called love, can it resist Voldemort's killing curse?

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