This Hogwarts is not normal

Pansy Parkinson, who is extremely committed to blood supremacy, cannot understand, "Childish is childish, as long as it works."

Draco pouted towards the Gryffindor table, "Look, Big Teeth is gone."

Hermione, who was telling Lavender about her exercise plan, inexplicably had a new quality that she didn't have before.

"You helped her find her confidence." His pupils focused on Vincent again,

This heavyweight player cannot be dealt with now.

As for those around me...

"Oh, it's not just as ugly." Pansy's tone was full of sarcasm.

"Be generous." Draco looked at her face, "That damn club can't compare to us."

His club has already decided on an activity room.

The location is on the fifth floor.

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A few days later.

Harry and Ron were about to play two games of Gwent during their lunch break when they discovered that another classroom opposite the activity room was being renovated.

"It's Malfoy!" Ron, who had sharp eyes, recognized the little golden retriever at a glance.

After comparison, Harry found that the opposite side not only occupied a larger area, but also had a more luxurious simple decoration layout.

a crystal chandelier that takes up almost the entire ceiling;

Satin-like walls intertwined with silver and bronze;

An entire block of luxurious marble floors;

Various luxurious and gorgeous trinkets for decoration.

The first impression it gives is that of an unknown high-end feel.

"I suddenly started to feel a little envious."

"Um - it's nothing special."

Harry turned around, "We have fighting and Gwent, what can Malfoy come up with?"

"That's right." Ron stopped feeling sour now.

No matter how beautiful the wine bottle looks, it is still just a wine bottle.

If it falls down, it will shatter all over the place.

The two people who walked into the Owl Court Club activity room did not see the lively scene they imagined.

Although I arrived early, if it were this time at normal times, it would definitely not be as empty as it is now.

"I hope Vincent can find a way."

"Oh." Harry focused on the window sill.

There was a girl stroking the newly arrived piano.

"They were probably bribed by Malfoy with gold galleons, so they didn't come to us."

"um, yes."

"These traitors!"

"yes."

Ron suddenly looked at him, "Harry, are you listening?"

"Ah, yes." Harry quickly looked away, "Actually, gold Galleons are not omnipotent."

"Of course." Ron randomly picked a table and sat down, "But without it, it would be difficult for us to do anything."

"That makes sense." Harry sat facing the window.

His eyes gradually began to wander.

"Alas, we can only rely on talent to attract members."

"Ah, well said."

"What Malfoy did will not affect the release of Gwent, right?"

"Certainly not."

"Harry, have you actually-"

Ron looked over, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face, "Are you looking at this big guy? No wonder you are absent-minded."

Just the day before yesterday, another incident that went down in history happened at Hogwarts.

It happened to be breakfast time, and outside there was a large group of dark owls pulling several large wooden boxes.

The first owl standing on the top of the box is clearly the most noble one in the entire castle.

Needless to say, it must be Vincent's thing.

He is very fast and can turn a small door into a large door in the blink of an eye.

"What's inside?"

As soon as Neville asked for the exit, the big boxes all shrank in size.

"New entertainment for the club."

Seeing that many people didn't believe it, Vincent opened the smallest box.

Inside is a very new violin that looks like a handmade one.

Qiu's eyes widened at that time.

Whenever she has free time in the past two days, she will bring Marietta to the activity room with her.

Unfortunately, Harry and Ron have both been working on three large parchment-length potions papers recently.

Otherwise, one of them would not be stunned and the other would not notice anything unusual.

"Harry, I bet there's more than that in those boxes."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Ron waved his hand in front of his eyes, "You can go if you want. There are no restrictions in the activity room."

"P-past?" Harry looked away shyly, "No, let's just play cards."

At the same time, Vincent, who had written a reply to his family, came to the fifth floor.

This world is wonderful.

Whenever you try hard to prevent something, it will often make it happen.

When I received the big box, a letter from the Wayne family was also included.

I'm going to omit a long paragraph about asking about the situation. The key point is that the Waynes want to spend the Christmas holidays as two people.

After thirteen years of marriage, they waited for this opportunity.

When Vincent saw the specific location, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Eastern Europe is a tourist destination with beautiful scenery and simple folk customs.

But this place happens to be within the territory of a certain big country.

What he can do, of course, is to use the international situation as an excuse to give the reply to a certain owl who is in urgent need of losing weight.

The letter from Mr. and Mrs. Wayne was picked up last night by Gugu, who had obviously lost half a circle of weight.

The content is not complicated and can be summed up in two words: rejection.

Eric has quite a few acquaintances there, so there is sufficient security protection.

Evelin looks dignified and generous, but she is actually quite adventurous.

So Vincent's reply aroused their interest.

And after thinking deeply for a night, he had no choice but to accept this reality.

The letter they had just written and sent was asking them to bring more pounds when they go there, so as to avoid seeing something they want but cannot afford.

Vincent, who had given up on himself, had just arrived at the activity room and turned to look at the large room opposite that was being renovated.

Those little golden hairs that were strutting around instantly swept away his depression.

"Oh, it's quite high-end~"

Draco heard the sound and almost kicked over a crystal wall lamp placed on the marble floor.

"Wayne!"

Vincent walked in and looked around, "As expected of the young master, this efficiency can be done tonight, right?"

"snort--"

Draco raised his chin slightly, "When this place is finished, your Fat Chicken Club will be finished too."

"Fat chicken?" Vincent turned his head and stared at the club logo designed with the silhouette of Gogu.

"How dare you scold the most noble owl in Hogwarts?"

"What's wrong with scolding!"

He turned his head back and said, "I advise you to pray that it doesn't hear you, otherwise it will be difficult for you to use the owl in the future."

Draco looked disdainfully and said, "No need at all!"

"Awesome!" Vincent extended his thumb, "By the way, have you thought of a name for your club?"

"Are you blind?"

He looked towards the ceiling where the crystal chandelier hung and found a black swan with its wings spread gracefully.

"Black Swan?"

Draco walked forward proudly, "Your taste is not good, the only members you can attract are at your level."

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Vincent's expression gradually turned cold.

In the Muggle world, a black swan refers to something that has a very low probability but will happen suddenly.

"Stop talking, I want to hit someone now."

Draco subconsciously took a step back, "Don't come over, there are a lot of people here."

"Go out and talk?"

What a nonsense!

"Then forget it." Vincent gave him a deep look before leaving.

Whether it has anything to do with the name or not, this Black Swan Club must end.

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