This Hogwarts is not normal

According to Vincent's words in his previous life, he was like a prince, general, and prime minister.

And headed by Malfoy, the princes, generals and ministers all have the same kind of talent.

The "seeds" possessed by both sides are not the same.

"Wayne Wayne—"

"Vincent Wayne!" Pansy was particularly excited, "Who do you think you are!

Do you really think you are the next Albus Dumbledore?"

"No." Vincent shifted his gaze to Daphne's face, "I am myself, Vincent Wayne."

After hearing this, her reaction was great, and even the hand holding the wand was shaking slightly.

This person may be the key to attracting Naslistin members.

As a good best friend, Pansy felt that she was beginning to waver.

Vincent took everything in front of him, "You guessed it right, I won't do anything to girls.

But she will."

The situation was weaker than that of others, so Pansy wisely closed her mouth.

"Tell them I won't treat it as a small matter anymore."

Daphne watched this figure until she entered the castle.

"Daphne, you-"

"I just lied to him."

Seeing her expression return to its original state, Pansy couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh of relief.

After all, we have been playing together since childhood, how could we possibly change our views on bloodline theory just by saying a few words.

There are actually many friends whose family backgrounds and views are incompatible with each other.

Perhaps only she herself knows Daphne's true inner thoughts.

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The Slytherin common room was very quiet today.

Excluding the twenty or so people who were lying in the campus hospital, only a very small number of students were left.

"Damn it!" Blaise swept away everything on the table in front of him.

"How could he progress so fast!"

Marcus fell silent after the exchange of blows.

If you ask yourself, he does know that that arena match is like child's play.

Vincent clearly had many opportunities, but he just didn't want to end them early.

Draco, who thought he understood, didn't understand.

"Wayne——"

Along with his low voice, the original tranquility of the common room suddenly became as silent as death.

Lucius wrote a letter not long ago.

Order of Merlin 2nd Class.

He knew what his old father meant, but he was still unwilling to "give up".

Not continuing to target him means admitting defeat in his eyes.

Do you want to watch helplessly?

Seeing you making money step by step and improving your status little by little?

"Just kill him."

Theodore looked gloomy, "Since Wayne's momentum is unstoppable, let's go ahead -"

"Are you crazy?" Draco stood up excitedly and glanced at the pointed face.

Lucius knew that Voldemort was behind Quirrell, and there was no reason why Theodore's father, a veteran Death Eater, wouldn't know.

Not only Draco, but also Blaise and Marcus thought he was crazy.

No need, really no need.

"I hope you won't regret it." Theodore walked straight back to the dormitory without explaining to them.

"Actually, he's right." Pansy suddenly closed her mouth.

This is no joke, this is serious.

Draco sat down slowly and clenched his fists hard, "Theodore was joking just now. Don't take it seriously."

"I almost took it seriously." Pansy forced an ugly smile.

"No wonder he doesn't fit in with others." Blaise chuckled, "It turns out it's because the joke is too cold."

Marcus grinned widely, "It's really cold, I even got goosebumps."

Daphne stopped talking several times, "Wayne is not worthy of what we are doing."

"Yeah, just a bastard." Draco let go of his hand.

He never intended to cause death.

He's just spoiled, not really bad.

"Then how are we going to deal with Wayne?" Blaise changed the topic, "In just one Christmas holiday, those fat chickens probably earned thousands of galleons."

Draco looked towards the two lackeys.

"We will not lose in a competition of financial resources."

The theme of the twenty-eight pure-blood families must be better than Hogwarts or something like that.

They can even bring in some private goods and severely attack certain "traitor" families.

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Half a month passed without incident, and the temperature gradually began to warm up.

Vincent is a man of his word.

But before going on an outing, he must be aware of all the dangers that exist in the Forbidden Forest.

"It's too dangerous." Hagrid returned to the hut and picked up a small pink umbrella.

"Although Aragog has promised me, he can't control his heirs at all."

"So I came here on my own." Vincent raised the suitcase and raised it.

"If they were here, the scene would be spectacular."

Hagrid opened his eyes curiously, "What's inside? Could it be bombs or landmines?"

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"Of course not." Vincent lowered his hand, "I guarantee you have never seen it."

It was so mysterious that Hagrid wished he could be in some danger right now.

"Let's go, I will protect you well."

Vincent followed him with peace of mind.

It is still necessary to build a good relationship with this rugged gamekeeper.

Just by opening a big mouth that can't hide any secrets, you can know many unknown things in advance.

In addition, there are all kinds of strange magic materials in the cabin. Once you are familiar with them, you will definitely have a lot of time left.

After passing through the magic arranged by Dumbledore, the air around him was filled with a sense of danger.

"Hagrid, don't you think something is following us?"

"No." Hagrid patted the big head, "They must be Aragog's heirs.

Don’t worry, they will all give me face.”

Shit!

Vincent seriously suspected that he deliberately led him to the lair.

This gamekeeper really can't hide his thoughts.

It's better to satisfy this curiosity in advance.

The super power inside the suitcase is indeed something Hagrid has never seen before.

"Is this mithril?"

"Yes, the bullets used are the orichalcum of the fairies."

He rubbed his big hands with envy written all over his face.

Vincent unloaded the twenty-capacity magazine and took out a bullet.

The exquisite purple pattern stunned Hagrid.

He didn't know what a magic circuit was, but he instinctively felt that this bullet was very extraordinary.

"Don't tell me that you went on vacation this time -"

"Shh - the teacher asked me not to tell anyone else."

The tight-lipped Hagrid swore a strong oath on the spot, saying that he could not even pry out a single sentence even with Veritaserum.

In this regard, Vincent did not believe even half of the punctuation mark.

Nico is about to "die" during the summer vacation, and by then his identity as the designated heir will be exposed.

"I learned from the teacher for a month and built this thing."

Hagrid, who was about to drool, blinked his big eyes, "I've always wanted to change to a more handy weapon."

He held up the small pink umbrella and said, "Did you know, there's actually a magic wand hidden inside."

"Wow, that's amazing~" Vincent, who was harmless to humans and animals, started to talk.

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