This Hogwarts is not normal

As soon as the sorting ceremony ended, Snape walked into the auditorium with an unprecedented smile on his face.

Dumbledore probably didn't tell him the whole plan.

Vincent, who was enjoying his dinner, thought so.

"He will definitely be very disappointed." Neville said suddenly next to him.

The students around him all looked at him with horrified expressions.

"Merlin's big pants!" James loosened the fork in his hand, "You actually figured it out?"

At this moment, Neville felt the malice in their eyes,

"Ken - sure, we all know what happened. It's strange that we can't understand it, right?"

James was speechless when asked the question.

It was common knowledge that Harry had certain small privileges, and it was impossible to fire him even if he fired Vincent.

Ron also has a halo this semester, but now not even a little bit is left.

Neville looks very ordinary, but he knows the difference between himself and the two of them.

"I admire you even more." James put his hand on Vincent's shoulder, "If I were half as capable as you, I would be more proud and complacent than Malfoy to say the least."

"Can you please stop mentioning this person?" Vincent said with a look of disgust on his face: "What you said made me lose my appetite."

Their voices were not loud, but Draco could hear them across a long table.

After Dumbledore and McGonagall followed Snape out of the auditorium, he suddenly said sharply,

"Potter and Weasley are finished, let's go to the activity room to celebrate later!"

"Okay!" Crabbe and Goyle, who were very discerning, immediately echoed loudly.

Vincent glanced at them and said, "Nothing new, just the rest of our fun."

Slytherin's cheers were obviously loud, but Draco could hear these words clearly.

"Brace, did you hear that?"

"No."

He shook his little head, trying to drive away the intruding voice.

"It's okay not to speak, but I feel sick when I open my mouth——

His background is just like that. Who would know him after leaving the Atlantic——

His father is not the only school director, and Fudge is still waiting to harvest their family——"

Draco's face became uglier and uglier as he listened, and there were faint signs of collapse.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Get away!" He roughly pushed away Goyle who was approaching.

Crabbe followed his resentful gaze.

No wonder he was in a bad mood, it turned out to be Vincent who gestured at him.

"Draco, can you understand what he's saying?"

"He was talking right next to my ear!"

Not only Crabbe and Goyle, but Blaise and Pansy were also frightened.

"I don't know what method he used, but his voice just appeared in my ears."

So what if you curse someone behind their back? It's not like you can't hear anything.

Vincent was amazing, using simple wandless spell-casting techniques to transmit the sound into Draco's ears.

"The curse will stop -" Marcus held the wand in his hand and pointed at his two ears.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Draco raised his chin high and watched Vincent turn around with a bored look on his face.

"Damn it Wayne, how dare he use me to kill time!"

Blaise smiled evilly, "He won't be happy for long. Our family is almost ready."

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"Damn Gwent!" Pansy said with an equally ferocious expression, "Wayne just waits until there is no sales and loses all his hard-earned Galleons!"

Daphne said a few words casually, then lowered her head and continued to eat.

Emotionally speaking, she prefers her friends.

But her reason was telling her that even if she defeated Vincent, it would be meaningless.

No matter how much gold Galleons he earned, it would not be able to dampen the halo above his head.

If we want to openly target people like last semester, we will undoubtedly need more powerful means.

As for completely destroying it, I'm afraid it won't be possible in a short period of time.

When Dumbledore left and returned, she had decided to sit back and watch this school year.

"Ahem—" Dumbledore cleared his throat and looked at Lockhart with a charming smile under the gazes of the students.

"I believe everyone already knows.

Yes, Gilderoy Lockhart is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

The auditorium was instantly flooded with cheers from the girls.

Vincent had a more intuitive feeling about Lockhart's popularity.

It's scary enough to see that the usually carefree girls in Gryffindor are all blushing and applauding shyly.

"Don't you envy him?"

"He's on the third level and I'm on the second level." He shrugged at Neville, "If you want to envy me, he must envy me."

"What you said makes perfect sense." Neville shrank back, "But, I always feel that he will cause public outrage."

Vincent's eyes wandered to the boys' faces.

Everyone has his own displeasure and his own fierceness.

Snape came in at this moment.

His face, so gloomy that it was almost dripping with tears, turned to the staff table.

Seeing Lockhart enjoying the cheers and applause in a high-profile manner, his whole person became even more sinister than before.

Fire Harry and Ron?

The principal said that it is up to the dean to decide this matter.

Who is the dean of the Lion Academy? On the surface, he does not favor any party, but in fact, he is just as partial to his own family as Mag.

She is still the vice-principal, so what’s the result?

Snape completely ignored Lockhart who greeted him and just sat down on his own.

"Quiet-" Dumbledore shouted several times before the girls' enthusiasm was slightly extinguished.

"Actually, there are two things I haven't said yet."

After making a little joke, he turned his attention to the Gryffindor table, "According to a certain professor who did not want to be named, the castle seems to be quite lively at night."

"We didn't!" the twins immediately denied loudly.

"So that's it." Dumbledore nodded slightly towards McGonagall who walked in, "The professor said that he would come out to patrol from time to time at night."

He glanced at Vincent specifically, as if to hint at something.

"One last thing -"

His blue eyes moved towards the ceiling filled with stars.

"If you miss the Hogwarts Express, I hope you will not take matters into your own hands and suffer some irreparable consequences."

Vincent rolled his eyes on the spot.

Just as he thought, Dumbledore had no intention of telling the truth.

He didn't tell the students, so Harry probably didn't know much.

At best, I was thinking about the relationship between wizards and elves.

If things were worse, Dumbledore would be blamed if something happened to the students.

"Alas -" Vincent sighed and sang the school song with everyone.

This time he didn't use a special tune, he just followed the crowd and opened his mouth to hum.

"Everyone, let's go to bed early!"

Not long after Dumbledore left, Percy took the first years back to the dormitory.

"The password changes every day. You can see it on the bulletin board in the common room."

His voice became louder and he shouted to the senior students behind him: "Today's password is 'bee-eater', don't forget it!"

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