This Hogwarts is not normal

There has been no new activity in Defense Against the Dark Arts class for two weeks, ever since rumors spread around the school that Lockhart was scaring second-year students with a dancing zombie.

Maybe he gave up completely. His most recent classes were either self-study or asking students to read textbooks aloud.

Yes, the 7 textbooks on the list.

Gryffindor House is collectively in ruin mode.

Read aloud? Read aloud his Merlin's big pants.

It was such a shameful thing that Slytherin gave up after two classes.

However, every time Lockhart asked a question, they would immediately raise their hands to answer.

Hufflepuff is okay, at least it's pretending on the surface.

Ravenclaw is awesome. He reads the textbook with his mouth, but his eyes are looking at other textbooks.

There's history of magic and astronomy.

In their opinion, maybe these two are more interesting than the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Halloween is Friday.

The moment Lockhart came to the podium, he habitually announced the self-study period.

Vincent, who was in the first row, simply took out the large furnace and started refining the iron-copper alloy in a grand manner.

The same goes for Hermione.

She took out a small furnace from a small white semicircular bag, and then took out iron and copper blocks one after another.

The little bag was cast with a traceless stretching spell and was a birthday gift from Vincent.

The shape is the same as Fatty Blue’s, and it can be attached to any position on the body.

Seeing how blatant these two were, Lockhart gritted his teeth and took out a small black book from his robe.

Every time he wrote a sentence, he would pause for a few seconds.

Sometimes I am confused, sometimes I am unwilling.

But gradually, the eyes became brighter and brighter.

When closing the book, he glanced at Vincent and Hermione.

The two have a lot in common.

They have also performed well since childhood, they also come from a Muggle family, and they are also Gryffindor students.

But these are not the most critical.

The most important thing is that they hate themselves to the point of overflowing.

The moment the bell rang, Lockhart added 20 points to Slytherin as usual, and then left the classroom with Gryffindor's indifference.

Draco walked down the aisle with his head held high.

He glanced at Harry and Ron, who were playing cards.

"Only garbage people are willing to play this garbage card."

Before Vincent could make any move, Hermione stood up with a "swish" sound next to her.

"Malfoy, didn't you brush your teeth today?"

Draco glanced over with contempt, "Big Teeth, I don't even bother to use your Muggle junk."

Hermione glanced at him from top to bottom,

"Your ancestor came to Britain from France with William the Conqueror, and it was not until the birth of the Statute of Secrecy that he gave up his title in the Muggle world.

Without William I, a Muggle, your family would still be living in France."

"Shut up!" Draco tugged at his face as if he was being told something painful. "Without our help, that Muggle would have died long ago!"

"So?" Hermione puffed out her chest, barely equal to his height,

"Didn't the privileges you enjoyed before come from the Muggle royal family?"

Pick up the bowl to eat, put down the bowl and scold your mother.

Anyone who knows this period of history will think that Malfoy is a weak family, and they will fall to whichever side is advantageous.

But in Draco's opinion, the Malfoy family just happened to make the right choice every time.

Those who are unhappy with them are all jealous of their eyes.

"Stupid!" He sneered, "This is the wizarding world, you want to use Muggles' stupid morals to restrain us?

Granger, apart from studying, where else do you have a bright mind?"

"Of course she does." Vincent smiled and stood up, "She has a group of friends who are not interested in interests. Do you also have them?"

"Wayne——" Draco's teeth itched with hatred.

"If you make the wrong choice just once, your family will go to hell, right?"

"Huh!" He snorted coldly and quickly left the classroom.

Although Crabbe and Goyle were followed behind him, this figure was clearly in a panic.

Blaise and Pansy walked past Vincent.

Theodore, who left through the back door, ignored her and just focused on Daphne.

As she came over, he whispered:

"Your thoughts don't live in the same old era as theirs, so why do you pretend to be the same kind of people?"

Daphne paused for a moment, then quickly caught up with Pansy.

"The Court of Owls welcomes everyone and is not as extreme as Black Swan."

Vincent watched her disappear, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

James and Alfred, who were nearest, both shook their little heads in confusion.

"Do you have a crush on her?"

"My Lord Merlin! The Greengrass family is not a good choice!"

Vincent's expression instantly collapsed, "We have to bring in some Slytherin students, right?"

"Oh." Neville nodded in realization, "That's it, I thought you were going to go play with them."

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"Narrow-minded!" Vincent yelled at him, "Am I such a superficial person? Huh?"

"No - it's not like that." Neville winced.

Vincent felt his blood pressure was a little high.

Before we can deal with Daphne, we must first deal with this large number of lion cubs.

Especially Fred and George.

As long as they are persuaded, the difficulty will probably be reduced from hell level to hard level.

Harry and Ron didn't have any objections to his actions.

Because of the Halloween party later, they were going to Nick's Chenji party.

"Harry, it's raining."

"Yeah, it's getting bigger and bigger."

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Court of Owls Room.

"Are you crazy?"

"NO, I have not."

Fred and George's eyes were more serious than ever.

They all saw determination on Vincent's face, and a kind of confidence that was hard to describe in words.

"Brother, do you know that their parents produced many Death Eaters?"

"I read the Daily Prophet every day and I know exactly who those pronouns refer to."

The goddess of night in Norse mythology is named Nott, and Rita once used this title to introduce Theodore's father, the elder Nott, a veteran Death Eater.

The prosperous wizarding family alludes to Black. Almost all members of their family are Death Eaters, and only two married people are not imprisoned in Azkaban.

Also, if you translate Strange Person into French, you will get the name Lestrange.

Although the Greengrass family is not as extreme as them, they are also full-fledged supporters of pure-blood supremacy.

George glanced around and lowered his voice as much as possible: "Then do you know that their family has a curse?"

"Curse?" Vincent was stunned. "Isn't the reason why their family is so small because they have a history of intermarriage?"

"No." Fred leaned close to his ear and told a secret that only the Holy Twenty-Eight Family knew.

Although the source cannot be investigated, there is indeed a terrifying curse within the Greengrass clan.

The name is "Blood Curse", and it is a curse that will continuously absorb the life force until the person is completely dead.

It flows in the blood and is passed down from generation to generation to this day.

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