This Hogwarts is not normal

There are only ten days left before school starts.

The top students completed their homework early and even reviewed the content for the next semester.

As a god of learning in the eyes of students and an outstanding student in the eyes of professors, Vincent forgot the existence of homework just like the bad students.

August 30th.

"Shet! I actually forgot to do my homework!"

There were bursts of mourning from Building 139, Oxford Street.

During this time, he was too preoccupied with practicing silent spells and wandless spellcasting, without even opening the second-grade textbook.

Homework at Hogwarts has three major characteristics: a lot, a lot, and a lot.

The most favorite assignment given by professors is writing papers.

McGonagall and Flitwick were fine, they just asked for some experience on transfiguration and spells.

Professor Binns was so awesome that he directly asked to write a three-foot-long paper on the "Medieval European Wizarding Conference".

Converted into the units he was familiar with in his previous life, it was nearly one meter in length.

Write the characters bigger, one character is one meter?

I'm tired of my reputation...

If Professor Binns is the devil, then Snape is the "good" devil.

It's only a dozen inches, directly discounted by 30%.

But he is not only the Potions professor, but also the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Vincent dipped his quill in ink and wrote a large magic rune on the parchment.

As long as he dares not to give "O", he will dare to invade the office with his friends overnight!

Snape would definitely be particularly frightened by such a naked threat.

After finishing the thesis on the history of magic, the last day of vacation has passed.

However, in the huge British peninsula, there are countless poor students who are still writing hard.

The most painful ones were Harry and Ron in the Burrow.

Their hands were numb from writing, and they didn't even finish one-third of the amount.

Fred and George each wrote a topic, and when they were done, they gave it to the other person to copy.

After all, they are twins, so it is not surprising that the content is the same.

"I hate History of Magic!"

"And Potions class!"

"Bins! Snape!"

Under the abuse of countless students all night long, the sun rose quietly.

9 o'clock.

The Wayne family is having breakfast.

Vincent was in good spirits and even ate two more pieces of toast.

"Cuckoo!"

Yes, he ate Gu Gu’s portion.

"mean."

"Cuckoo!"

After a breakfast full of laughter, they all got into the silver antique car that had been modified internally.

The added rear seat space is not too large, at least it is much more spacious than before.

"Keep that AW." Eric, who was driving, told Vincent, "There is nothing missing at home. If you need anything, remember to write back."

"Lockhart is a bit annoying, but he doesn't look like a bad person."

"If you know what you say but don't know what you mean, you only know how crazy and crazy he will go for fame."

Vincent stopped rubbing Gugu's hands vigorously, "Is this the true face of the curse?"

Is there any way to be 100% sure that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will not be able to work next year?

Ask someone back to have a problem?

Please come back to anyone with questions?

No matter what kind of curse it is, if you want to break it, you must know the conditions.

When he arrived at King's Cross Station, he felt that according to Voldemort's desperate character, he might be able to come up with more tricky conditions.

Dumbledore didn't think he could solve this problem that had troubled him for decades.

The area between platforms 9 and 10 was already crowded with people.

Harry and Ron both had big dark circles under their eyes;

Fred and George were chatting mysteriously with Lee;

Cedric very quietly stood in the corner with his parents;

Hermione and Rolf chose a more low-key location.

When the Wayne family arrived, they happened to be face to face with the Malfoy family.

Lucius is still as noble and elegant as ever.

They walked away quickly as if the other side didn't exist.

"Are you afraid?"

"Obviously not."

Eric smacked his lips, "That's right, after all, bad guys know how to judge the situation."

"They still think of us as bad guys." Vincent held the suitcase in his left hand and the heavy Gu Gu in his right hand.

"If you dare to come and fight, I won't wear school uniform this time."

Evelin sighed helplessly and said: "Remember to exercise caution and don't force others to come to seek justice."

"Those gentlemen still have a lot of shame." He raised Gugu and waved to his parents, "I won't bring trouble home."

It's still the same train, still the same compartment.

Not long after they sat down, the twins opened the door with smiles on their faces.

"We just made a big deal with Lee."

Vincent took out a bag of dried fish and said, "Professor McGonagall will kill him."

"I don't care if he dies or not."

George's big eyes were as bright as gold galleons.

"As long as he dares to contract the advertising for this year's Quidditch match, we can make a lot of money from the Gwent tournament."

Speaking of this, Vincent thought of Rita.

After students unconsciously promoted it during the holidays, adults in the wizarding world became interested in Gwent.

Little Beetle wanted to have an exclusive interview a few days ago, but unfortunately he was not available during that time.

The reason why she had this idea was because a mysterious force recently appeared and bought several shops in excellent locations in Diagon Alley.

The most important thing is the recruitment notices they posted.

Recruit a large number of students with certificates in Transfiguration?

Vincent can now determine that there is something strange about this mysterious force.

And there is a high possibility that it will be directed at him and Gwent.

"I'm afraid it's not the Black Chicken Club!" Fred put his hands on his hips angrily.

"Their family was sucked by Fudge, and we happen to only sell Gwent on campus."

"Tsk, tsk—a despicable imitation." George, who was sitting opposite, held his chin, "I knew they were shameless, but I didn't expect them to be so shameless."

Vincent, who didn't tease Gugu, gave up, "Gwent seems simple, but it's not easy to balance the strength of each card."

It would be impossible to make a similar one from scratch within half a year.

The first thing he decided to do when he returned to the castle was to send Gugu across the entire Atlantic Ocean to call Victor from an island country in the Pacific to open a shop.

Those pure-blood gentlemen can only stare blankly at that time, wasting their shop and early research and development funds in vain.

"Are you using this method again?" As soon as Hermione came in, she saw Vincent changing into cookies to tease Gugu.

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"It learned smart."

"The average IQ of owls in the magical world is very high."

She paused, then added, "At least he is taller than the two stupid guys next to Malfoy."

"Did they offend you?" Vincent stood up and moved his arms.

"I'm not someone to be bullied!" Hermione raised her little fist, "They were just making fun of Ginny, and they ran away as soon as they saw me."

"Go, fuck him!" Fred and George got out of the cubicle.

"Hey, don't—"

Vincent rolled his eyes at Hermione, "I seriously suspect that you are instigating us, but I have no evidence."

Hermione ignored him and stared back with a pair of bigger and rounder white eyes.

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