This Hogwarts is not normal

As the maker of this polyjuice potion, Bull was basically certain to have been tampered with.

No wonder it hasn't thickened even after 30 days. No wonder the smell is so complex.

Just as he was about to speak out his findings, Higgs's entire face twisted into a ball.

It has big round eyes and a slender, pointed beak pointing downward.

Pansy was so frightened that she hugged the little arm next to her.

She is quite strong.

Draco, grimacing in pain, lowered his head and looked back, seeing gray-gold feathers growing out of Higgs's face.

"Ah——" Pansy pressed harder.

Although Daphne on the other side of her was not so exaggerated, her little face was also pale with fright.

The human head turns into a bird's head, and it also grows hair.

Marcus tilted his head unbearably.

Blaise took out a bottle of tranquilizer from his trouser pocket.

Crabbe scratched his head and asked Goyle, "Do you think this round, fat head looks familiar to you?"

"It looks familiar. I seem to see it every day."

"It's Wayne's owl!" Draco pushed Pansy away hard, "This idiot must have picked up the wrong feather!"

Bull narrowed his eyes.

Higgs, whose body was still changing, saw feathers sprouting from his hands and fell down swaying.

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"Get the person away quickly!" Draco gave up the struggle.

The more he resisted, the tighter Pansy hugged him.

Crabbe and Goyle worked together to drag the Owlman out of the common room.

Blaise put the Gallon back into his trouser pocket very calmly.

Tranquilizers can eliminate negative emotions and calm people down quickly.

When Bull realized something, he suddenly straightened up and said, "Wayne must have tampered with it!"

"How to move?"

"Maybe the hair isn't Wayne's after all!"

Marcus snorted coldly, "Why didn't you fail to cook it?"

"Impossible!" Bull said resolutely: "It takes a long time because of the weather. If it was summer, I would only need 20 days!"

"This hair shows no trace of transformation at all."

"They can even make that damn thing that grows in size when exposed to water. They can definitely use the owl's feathers to make a hair!"

Bull pinched half of his ash-blond hair with a confident face, "Higgs was taken out from the drain in the shower room. This coincidence is too much."

Pansy let go of her hand, "This idiot must have been deceived by Wayne!"

Draco rubbed his forearms lightly, "Very good, I knew this bastard would be difficult to deal with."

More or less everyone present had been tortured by the six little ones.

If you fail the first time, try again.

"Who's going?"

Every time Draco glanced at someone, they lowered their heads in disgust.

Pousse said that although his back injury was healed, he had not yet had time to learn the magic spell.

Bull looked longingly at the remaining four bottles of Polyjuice Potion.

If you can’t do it secretly, then do it openly!

The first candidate on the list is of course Draco, who has had physical contact with him many times.

But everyone knows that he can't even touch the hair.

Marcus is a prefect, and the consequences of taking action will be serious.

Blaise seems to be okay, but in fact he is a scumbag who can't even defeat Neville.

The remaining students would probably be kicked away suddenly before they even got close.

After thinking about it, boys can't do it.

Pansy puffed up her small chest and said, "Hey - it's just Wayne!"

Everyone looked past her and towards Daphne next to her.

"I?"

"He would not attack someone who was not a threat."

Draco knew Vincent very well.

If he had not provoked on the train, he would certainly not have received a severe beating.

Daphne's little face was full of confusion, "Wayne is not an idiot, and the investigation on Dumbledore is almost over, right?"

"That's Fudge's problem!"

Draco was extremely angry when he mentioned this.

His father obviously gave him all the money, but he only took him back during the Christmas holiday.

He also wanted to send Vincent away with Polyjuice Potion, but now the most he can do is ruin his reputation.

"After school starts, send a letter to Wayne and ask him to go to a place where no one is around."

A trace of surprise flashed across Daphne's face, "What letter do you want me to write?"

Pansy stretched out her hand to protect her, "No, what if Wayne attacks her?"

"That would be perfect."

If he dares to bully a female classmate, Dumbledore can't even protect him.

But before that, you have to successfully make an appointment with someone.

Love letters are unrealistic, and war letters are even less realistic.

Everyone here had their eyes on Draco.

Those who know you best are often your enemies.

"I have countless plans."

Pansy was relieved, and so was Daphne.

As long as this young wizard who has tarnished the honor of pure blood can be driven out of Hogwarts, no matter how many sacrifices he makes, it will be worth it.

Blaise smiled ferociously, "I don't believe Wayne won't be fooled this time!"

Marcus' big mouth almost reached the back of his head, "I will pay back the shame I caused you twice as much!"

Bull was the only one in the common room who was worried.

Polyjuice Potion had been tampered with, proving that Vincent was aware of their every move.

It didn't matter whether Daphne could get a date or not. What mattered was that he had to cook it again quickly.

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Vincent, who was far away in Devon, stretched.

In one afternoon, twenty more orichalcum bullets with different patterns had been produced.

This was a very energy-consuming thing, and he even felt a little sleepy.

He yawned and came to the seventh floor, where he found that Dumbledore and Nico were actually playing Gwent.

The battle was quite fierce. After playing the cards in their hands, both of them had the same strength value of 51.

Three rounds later, Vincent yawned again and sat down at the dining table.

It's exciting, but the ability of these two to lock points is too strong.

If he were to face anyone else, his starting hand would be a disappointing number.

It was precisely because of this tactic that no one in the entire Court of Owls Club, except Hermione, was willing to play cards with him.

"Child, are you sleepy?" Perenal came over carrying two small covered dishes.

"Yes, the magic circuit consumes too much energy."

Vincent stretched out his hand curiously, but she mercilessly swatted it away.

"If you're hungry, eat some bread first."

He picked up a baguette with a flat mouth and said, "Mrs. Flamel, why do you think it is made into a long strip?"

"In order to make it easier for soldiers to carry bread with them, Napoleon issued a decree on army bread."

Vincent broke it in half, "I think this is a weapon used for camouflage."

"That's right." Perenal nodded seriously.

"Uh-I was joking."

"I'm joking too."

Although the nutritional value of baguette is not high, it is very healthy.

"Child, don't you have a taste?"

Vincent opened his mouth and took a bite.

The outside is crunchy and the inside is chewy.

"I should slice it and eat it with dipping sauce."

Perenal was amused by his expression.

As expected of a Gryffindor student, he actually dared to challenge the hardness of the baguette with his teeth.

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