This Hogwarts is not normal

Chapter 146 Is he very powerful?

When it came to the practical part, Vincent lived up to expectations and blew up large clouds of air.

At that time, those Gryffindor students who didn't know what was going on were frightened and thought he was studying evil curses such as blasting spells.

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"Don't be nervous, this is normal."

Seamus, who was writing a paper on transfiguration, immediately raised his little head and said, "Did you see that? I will fight with anyone who calls me a demolition genius again!"

Dean next to him suddenly stood up and said, "Okay, demolition genius."

"Don't run!"

"I won't agree to this, you are a blasting genius~"

When Simo spreads his wings, the opponent can roll on the spot and avoid it.

His knees hit the floor, but he quickly stood up as if nothing had happened.

Dean was like a nimble and naughty little monkey, jumping up and down in the common room.

Seriously disturbed, Percy was about to reprimand him, but he caught a glimpse of Vincent's wand shining a light blue light.

"This is -" Dean was stunned for a moment after being pushed to the ground.

Seeing the opportunity, Seamus directly poked two fingers up.

"Ouch——" This move of picking the nose is not a formal fighting technique.

Percy quickly came to Vincent, "Although the range is a bit small, it is true that all curses will end."

Only then did Seamus look back.

If he failed ten times, he might give up.

As expected, Merlin would not disappoint the young wizard who persisted in his efforts.

The twins and Cedric both slumped in their chairs.

Only then did Percy notice the existence of the two little badgers.

They were all from the same club, so he decided to pretend not to see it for now.

"How on earth did you do that?"

"Secret." Vincent shook the alder wand in his hand, "Vice President, do you have time to accompany me for a strength test?"

"This-" Percy hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

Seamus quickly pulled out two fingers and wiped them on Dean's clothes with disgust on his face.

"Destruction genius, our friendship ends here!"

"Shhh - don't talk."

The tables and chairs near Vincent and Percy had been cleared, and they were looking at each other about ten feet apart.

"let's start."

Following Rove's command, both of them raised their wands at the same time.

"Collapsed——" Percy pointed his wand forward, but the tip of the wand did not move.

The magic spell he actually used was the dance step spell that was released silently after that.

In addition to Quirrell's unexpected use of the silent spell, it can also be used to attack things in the east and west like him.

Although the alder wand hit the air for the first time, Vincent was able to eliminate all the spells constructed with the tip of the wand before the spell hit.

Percy quickly lowered his wand, "Collapsed—"

The alder wand, which was half turned over, was held tightly again.

The stun spell was also removed.

"Very good." Percy took back his wand, "The shortcomings of the small range are made up for by the speed of reaction. Flint is in big trouble this time."

Wizards are not used to fighting with their bodies. Even if Marcus is a bit bigger, his chances of winning are definitely not as good as Vincent's.

“It’s open, it’s open——”

As soon as the twins shouted, Percy pulled out his wand again.

"You two, don't run!"

The poor vice-president was lured away by their blundering.

Cedric and Rolf quietly left.

Before leaving, they all gave Vincent various encouragements. It would be best to seriously injure the orangutan-like Marcus and let him lie in the school hospital for a few months.

Hermione sighed helplessly after hearing this.

Before Christmas, Hufflepuff had a Quidditch match against Slytherin.

Two innocent little badgers were completely screwed up.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Illusion, Mr. Wayne."

Vincent wanted to complain about her slightly puffed-up cheek expression.

"Little Granger - it's nothing."

He always unknowingly ignored the fact that she was a girl.

Probably in the original story, Harry and Ron were like this too.

"I'm going to sleep."

"Don't you want to eat something?"

Hermione stopped and clenched her fists with a look of confusion on her face.

"I'm going to change clothes first."

"Oh." Vincent pointed his wand at the tables and chairs piled together and put them back into place.

Everything is ready, just waiting to eat and sleep.

The atmosphere in the Slytherin common room was completely opposite.

Not only did Marcus not wait for work, he even used various evil spells with high intensity.

"Silent—flames blazing—thousands of bullets fired—"

Snape stood up and left with his chin resting on his hands.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, and he looked like he didn't have much hope.

"Professor is disappointed?" Pansy's rainbow face has become a lot lighter. "Even if Wayne knows the Iron Armor Curse, he can only passively defend himself, right?"

Draco shook his head slightly, "No, he did his best without saying anything."

If Snape didn't think it was okay, Marcus would have been scolded by now.

Such silence could only mean that he was barely satisfied, but didn't feel completely sure.

"Wayne, is he very powerful?" Daphne, who had red marks on her cheeks, looked at Draco seriously.

"It's not a question of whether it's powerful or not." He paused for a moment to calm down his inexplicable excitement.

"I don't know how he dealt with Quirrell, but including the last Quidditch match, he didn't seem to be particularly serious."

"You mean-"

"Yes, maybe he didn't care about us at all."

A strange sense of shame slowly enveloped Daphne's heart.

After looking at Marcus who was still casting various curses, she gradually regained her confidence.

The same goes for Draco.

Only Pansy and Blaise still looked proud.

"Tch, no matter how powerful they are, they are all Muggles. There is no way they can compare with us outside of school."

This truth was recognized by Pansy, "He was just lucky enough to receive a Merlin Order of Merlin, maybe a third-class medal for contributions to entertainment."

"That's good!" Blaise smiled particularly sinisterly, "A mudblood stops a shabby professor, I feel happy just thinking about it."

Fudge, the Minister of Magic, seems to have tightly sealed all sources of information.

After all, even old Malfoy only knew that Quirrell had used the Unforgivable Curse, and he didn't get any more inside information based on his connections.

When curfew was approaching, Marcus stopped contentedly.

"Go back to the dormitory. I will punish Wayne severely tomorrow."

When the students were almost gone, he came to Black Swan's exclusive round table and sat down with a confident look on his face.

"How sure are you?"

"Ten percent is a bit exaggerated, let's say 70 percent."

Draco raised his eyebrows, "What's left?"

"Amplifying potions, magic props, unlimited rules."

Marcus smiled confidently, "But that's enough for now."

Of course they also knew that Dumbledore would set various restrictions.

Draco pretended to be calm and said: "Our goal is not to win, but to embarrass Wayne."

"Definitely." Marcus' expression turned cold instantly.

"I don't want him to be in Gryffindor!