This Hogwarts is not normal

Being able to become the number one person in the world of magic must have a lot of bitter past behind him.

Vincent understood what Dumbledore meant.

"Magic is the same as guns and weapons to me. I will not abuse them, Professor."

"Of course I believe you."

Vincent immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Professor, I'm going to take flying lessons."

"Oh, do you need my help?"

"I'll do it myself." He opened the window and stretched out his hand naturally.

Dumbledore's eyes twitched slightly.

"The rogue rabbit is coming——"

With a "swish" sound, a red and gold flying broomstick stopped steadily outside the window.

"Professor, I'm going to class~"

Those portraits that were snoring with their eyes closed opened their eyes and looked at Vincent with horrified expressions riding on the rogue rabbit and flying away.

"Merlin's beard!" Phineas was quite angry, "How dare he do this!"

Armando clapped his little hands, "I was thinking about whether he would leave in a more outrageous way this morning, but I didn't expect that only half a day had passed -"

"Shut up! He is openly defying the authority of the Headmaster of Hogwarts!"

"The current principal is not you, so why are you so anxious?"

Phineas in the portrait blushed, hesitating as he couldn't think of how to refute.

"Be glad there was no Wayne in your era, Phineas~"

Armando stuck out his tongue playfully, "I can guarantee that if he had been born a century earlier, he would have directly mobilized the students to drive you away."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

When he was a student, he had no good impression of the first headmaster who was born in Slytherin.

"Fart! If he were my student he would have been kicked out of Hogwarts!"

"If there is no mistake, what authority do you have to fire him?"

"Leave me alone!"

"Stubborn little old man."

Phineas turned his head away as if he was on guard, covering his ears and pretending that he couldn't hear anything.

Armando raised his face as if victorious.

The principal's office is very lively, and the grassy area where the flying lessons are is also very lively.

Vincent rode a rogue rabbit and passed a small golden head at low altitude.

"Wayne!" Draco's hair, which he had carefully maintained for half an hour, was messed up.

With a ferocious expression on his face, before Mrs. Huo Qi came over, he mounted the Sweeping Six Star and chased after her.

Mag on the second floor of the castle saw this scene and just shook his head helplessly.

There is a flying class in the first grade, and the no-fly order has no effect on this class.

When I enter second grade next year, this situation should no longer exist.

As soon as Vincent's eyes in the sky saw Madam Hooch walking out of the castle, he immediately accelerated towards the ground.

Draco chased after him, heading straight for the grass.

"Stop! Mr. Malfoy!"

When he turned around, he almost fell off the broom.

Vincent took a step to the side nonchalantly.

With the excellent performance of the Rogue Rabbit, Mrs. Huo Qi probably didn't see the scene that just landed.

If he stretched out his hand now, Draco would definitely be thrown hard.

It's a pity that I can't reach it, otherwise she will see it.

"Despicable!" Pansy ran over with a shrill voice.

This speed is faster than Mrs. Huo Qi.

Vincent, who looked innocent, took a half step back in disgust, "Please keep a safe distance."

Every time Pansy took a step closer, he would take a step back.

Until she was lifted up by the collar.

"I said stop, Miss Parkinson!"

Mrs. Hooch's eagle-like eyes glanced at Draco, who was holding a sweeping six-star in his hands not far away, "And you, Mr. Malfoy!"

Ever since his first flying lesson, Slytherin had been making trouble.

Vincent is such a kind kid. If she had been troubled every day, she would probably have beaten people long ago.

"Ma'am, I'm fine."

"Very good." Mrs. Hooch glanced sharply at Draco and Pansy, "This is the last chance, you two.

If you cause trouble in my class again, I will definitely ban you from taking flying lessons."

"Ma'am, Wayne has in his hand—"

"Madam, as soon as I came down from the principal's office, Malfoy bumped into me on his broomstick."

Draco's face turned even darker.

If he didn't mess up this exquisite hairstyle, he wouldn't be so angry that he would chase after her.

The two of them will definitely suffer the loss of being dumb.

Vincent returned to the queue and was treated like a hero.

Only Hermione kicked him sarcastically, "Hero, how did Malfoy offend you?"

"No, I'm just in a bad mood."

She looked up at the principal's office at the top of the castle.

Dumbledore is testing Vincent again?

"Sigh - Malfoy will have to transfer schools because of you sooner or later."

"You don't like it?"

Hermione glanced at him coldly, "I like it very much, Mr. Lucky."

"It's my pleasure, Miss Know-it-all."

"Is this your eye for an eye, tooth for tooth?"

Vincent nodded obediently, "Treat everyone equally, without exception."

Hermione laughed angrily and flew into the sky on her broomstick.

"Are you quarreling again?" Neville came over weakly.

"No, look how happy she is smiling."

"I always feel like she's angry."

"This must be your illusion."

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head as if enlightened.

Girls are so difficult to understand, so just think of them as boys.

Especially Hermione.

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The Owl Court Activity Room on the fifth floor.

Feeling dizzy, Higgs was finally able to get out from under the table.

In order not to be regarded as a pervert, he has endured the humiliation until now.

When we returned to the Black Swan activity room opposite, everyone inside had long faces, as dark as Snape's.

Not long enough, not dark enough.

Higgs quickly released the Disillusionment Curse, "What happened?"

Draco and Pansy both glared.

Brace, the big financier, shook his head at him and said he didn't want to talk now.

"It's Wayne." Daphne calmed down a little and told her about the flying lesson just now.

So good, how could this happen?

Higgs looked towards the opposite side where a large number of lion cubs were pouring in.

Vincent is still not there.

He shuddered, "Do you think it's possible that Wayne discovered me?"

"Impossible!" Marcus pounded the table excitedly, "I have fought with him, and as long as you don't make a sound, he will never be discovered!"

"But-" Higgs didn't continue.

No matter how unwilling they were, they had to admit that Vincent had let Marcus go.

"This bastard!" Draco yelled angrily, asking for a pen and paper to write angrily.

"Send it to my dad."

Crabbe solemnly took the densely written parchment and went to the Owlery with Goyle to post the letter.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

"Draco?" Pansy asked several people what they were thinking.

"My father doesn't allow me to deal with Wayne." Draco explained in a leisurely manner, "Then I will deal with his backer!"

"Backer?" Blaise smiled sinisterly, "This can indeed be solved once and for all."

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