This Hogwarts is not normal

Saturday was supposed to be a good day without classes.

However, the door of the Black Swan Club was closed, and a piece of parchment that had been altered many times was taped to the side.

[emegency notice;

Due to the stupidity of the president and management, this club has decided to close the activity room on the fifth floor from now on.

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The new activity room is located on the first floor of the castle, opposite Argus Filch's office.

Members, don't panic.

President Malfoy just has a brain problem, not that he wants to pack his bags and run away overnight.

I look forward to the return of Black Swan to create greater glory and create a legend far beyond what it once was!

——The president’s personal secretary, Pansy Parkinson]

Qiu turned around and looked inside the Court of Owls Club.

The six little ones seemed to be in a good mood, and seemed to be commenting on an emergency notice in a dignified manner.

"Damage, brother, you are too damaged~"

"The Big Fat Goose Club is in disgrace. If I were Malfoy, I would be furious."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Many students who were curious about the Black Swan Club turned and looked at the source of the laughter.

Except for King Gallon, this club that was forced to close really couldn't beat the Court of Owls.

In terms of the strength of the president, Draco was beaten in every aspect.

In terms of members' appearance, only Daphne can beat it.

In terms of overall quality, the friendly owl completely beats the noble black swan.

"Excuse me, can we join your club?"

Vincent stopped laughing instantly, straightened his somewhat messy collar and stood up.

"Of course, please register here." He led several students to Percy in an extremely gentlemanly manner.

"This is our vice president, who is mainly responsible for member review matters."

Percy held out his hand, "Welcome to the Court of Owls."

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Slytherin boys dormitory.

Crabbe and Goyle were taking turns banging against the door, while Draco was sitting on the bed with a gloomy look on his face.

Outside the door, led by Higgs, a large group of boys were pulling on a thick rope tied to the doorknob.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, these thirty-six large copper locks look like they are welded to the door and door frame.

The situation in the girls' dormitories is not optimistic either.

Pansy had woken up screaming and passed out a dozen times.

Boys are big-hearted, and girls are very sensitive.

It's light to wake up with a rainbow face or collapse like this.

The other two roommates had long since been scared away.

Only Daphne, who didn't react much, sat beside her bed.

These beautiful emerald green eyes have an unconcealable resentment.

Coupled with the beautiful and exquisite "smiley face", it looks weird no matter which angle you look at it.

"Vincent Wayne——"

It doesn't matter who did it, it's all about this person anyway.

Black Swan's judgment was wrong. He was not a compassionate person at all.

Daphne bit her lower lip lightly and took away the small mirror that Pansy was holding tightly in both hands.

"Cheer up quickly, we can't let the Owls go..."

She successfully woke up the other party, "It's Wayne, he was the one who instigated it."

"This damn mudblood!" The seven colors on Pansy's face were intertwined with each other.

"It's impossible for him to know where our dormitory is." Daphne looked at the door thoughtfully, "I can't imagine that someone betrayed us."

"Traitor? Haha——"

Apart from this explanation, there is no more reasonable explanation.

There is a traitor in Slytherin!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Draco's bedroom door was finally opened.

He walked up to the fifth floor with a frosty face, and couldn't hold back when he saw the emergency notice.

"Wayne!!!"

Vincent, who was punching sandbags in the ring, saw him come in angrily and punched him hard with his right hand.

The half-human-high sandbag hissed and a small hole was punched out.

Draco's eyelids twitched for a moment, then he strode closer with an even more angry demeanor.

"Wayne, it turns out you are such a stingy person!"

Vincent jumped off the ring, "I have never been a generous person."

Higgs and Pusey blocked the approaching twins.

Crabbe and Goyle, who were sore all over, also stood in front of Cedric and Rove.

"Despicable!" Draco clenched his fists, as if he was about to punch them out at any moment.

"You have no right to criticize me." Vincent jokingly looked at the tightly wrapped man standing behind him.

Blaise, as the first person, was the one who was punished yesterday after Pansy.

"Wayne!" Marcus stepped forward next to Draco, "Do you dare to compete with me?"

His physique is one size larger than Vincent's, so it's not surprising that he has such confidence.

"Let me ask you a question -" George stood on tiptoes and rested his head on Higgs' shoulder, "Where do you get your confidence from?"

All Gryffindor students know that the Court of Owls was originally a club dedicated to teaching fighting.

"Hmph!" Marcus snorted coldly, then took off his coat and grinned, "It's just communication between clubs.

Wayne, are you afraid?"

"I have persuaded him." George retracted his head and looked at Fred, "It's Saturday today, so Madam Pomfrey should have some opinions again."

"Pfft - I heard that she has been in a bad mood recently, and the students who come to see her are having a miserable time."

"Shut up!" Marcus gave Draco a very cryptic wink, "You damn people will get retribution sooner or later!"

"Flint!" Percy straightened his chest and stood in front of him, "Are you threatening us?"

"So what, come on Wes!"

Hermione looked at the explosive scene in front of her and subconsciously turned her attention to Vincent.

He was so calm that he even had time to look at Daphne, who was wearing a mask, and Pansy, whose entire face was covered.

She suddenly remembered a plot in the comics.

If you are the enemy of Batman, you can sneak attack and threaten him, but you can never make a fight with him.

Mr. Wayne, who has made all preparations, can even hit Dachao wearing red pants.

"Wayne, are you going to run away from this fair duel?"

"No." Vincent focused on Marcus.

The body is strong enough and should be stiff when hit.

"I'll wait for you here at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Draco narrowed his eyes, "Not now?"

"The audience is too small." Vincent glanced at him, "Why do you have to call the professors over for friendly exchanges between clubs?"

Marcus's hole shrank instantly.

He originally planned to use some tricks to make the other party lose face in his club.

When the time comes, Brace's gold galleons will clear the way, and the Black Swan joke will be covered up by the Court of Owls.

An honest duel?

"Okay, we will arrive on time tomorrow."

Draco looked at him in surprise, and then felt relieved when he got a look that showed him that he had a chance to win.

The heritage of a pure-blood wizarding family cannot be matched by a Muggle-born person.

Although black magic cannot be used under the noses of professors, the number of curses that are not prohibited is several times more than what is taught in school.

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