This Hogwarts is not normal

Vincent, who was tired and sleepy, could finally sit down.

He held a small plate of snacks in his hand, and occasionally greeted the students who came over.

If he became the Minister of Magic or the President of the International Federation of Wizards, he felt that he would run away after only half a day.

The most evil entertainment!

"I just try my best to fulfill my responsibilities as a student. If I don't take action, you don't take action, and no one takes action, Hogwarts will really be over."

Roger Davis of Ravenclaw House couldn't agree more with his words.

Lead by example, as expected of Wayne!

"I have been interested in your Court of Owls for a long time, but I have never had the chance to learn more about it."

Vincent braced himself, "Really? I actually want everyone to have a place to relax in their spare time.

Of course, the initial fighting class is also a reason."

Davis looked back at the ring behind him.

There is a 2v2 duel going on there.

The red side is Fred and George, and the green side is "little traitor" Cedric and Rolf.

Can breaking out the secret passage on the fourth floor be something that can be easily forgiven?

Knee strike plus elbow strike, flying jump plus kick.

In less than 5 minutes, all four of them were sweating profusely.

"Wayne, I think fighting is quite useful." There was no compliment on Davis' face, but he said from the bottom of his heart:

"If a wizard loses his wand, he is really no better than a Muggle."

"Don't you think it's very ungraceful?" Vincent motioned him to look at the ring again.

Cedric was pinned down by George, and Rolf held Fred's head between his armpits.

"It's better than dying or becoming a ghost."

He revisited Davis.

Tall and handsome, he is a standard British handsome guy.

Just the opposite of Cedric the Butterboy, Davis feels very sunny and healthy.

"Wayne, can I join your club?"

"Welcome." Vincent nodded slightly to Percy, "We have a trial event for the new version of Gwent over the weekend. I believe you will be very interested."

"I am indeed very interested." Davis shook hands with him friendlyly, "I will definitely come to participate."

After what happened last night, the students' favorable impression of Vincent greatly increased.

The representative of Ravenclaw joining the Court of Owls means that more students will join in the future.

It's a pity that there are still no Slytherin students, but it's only a matter of time.

After Davis left, Vincent's eyes focused on the door.

The door of the Black Swan Club opposite is ajar, and it doesn't look like it's coming to cause trouble.

"Aren't you going to go back and rest?" Hermione sat down with two drinks.

She handed one of the bubbling dark glasses to Vincent, "I heard that magic is not a panacea. Myopia and hair loss have not been completely solved until now."

"Staying up late for a long time will cause hair loss, right?" Vincent took the cup, "When you say that, I'm starting to feel sleepy."

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"You stay up late more often than I do." Hermione took a sip of lemonade with ice. "Snape will definitely catch us tomorrow and deduct points."

"Then you agree to them having a party?"

"You know why."

The students don't know much, but some of them think of the secret room.

And Vincent said Tom's name face to face, maybe more students will know it tomorrow.

Growing up, Tom hated being a Muggle, so he changed his name and appearance after becoming Voldemort.

They may not know what the secret room means, but their parents may not.

"I'm going back first." Vincent drank the Coke in one gulp and waved the cup to fly to the small bar and clean it automatically.

"Don't stay too late, or you'll lose your hair."

Hermione's little hand held the cup a little harder, "Thank you for your advice."

Before she could get angry, Vincent had already left the activity room.

As he was going upstairs, he happened to meet Harry coming down from the headmaster's office.

"Harry? Why are you looking so sad?"

"Ah-oh, nothing."

"Is it about the secret room and Tom?"

Harry was slightly surprised, then nodded matter-of-factly.

He probably hasn't seen Dumbledore's short movie yet, so the only reason he's worried is because of Parseltongue.

"My father once said that the quality of a weapon is determined by the person who uses it."

"Thanks, Vincent." Harry felt much better.

"You're welcome, I'm just telling the truth."

Although there are still many doubts, it is difficult for Harry to become a dark wizard regardless of whether the Potter family is combined with the Gaunt family or whether he acquired Parseltongue due to his ancestor Peverell.

If little Tom lives in the Dursley family, he will eventually become Voldemort.

If Harry lived in an orphanage, the situation would never be worse.

In essence, these old enemies are two people at two extremes with completely opposite personalities.

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Potions class on Wednesday.

Before Snape entered the classroom, he gave Neville a warning as he strode ahead.

"Longbottom! Don't you know you can't run in the corridors?"

"S--Professor Snape, I'm because it's almost--it's almost too late--"

"I don't need your excuse! Gryffindor will deduct 10 points for your tardiness."

The aggrieved Neville shrank his neck and did not dare to raise his little head.

"Get in!"

"yes."

After Snape entered, feeling refreshed, he first glanced at Vincent in the front row.

280 points!

He alone, in one night, actually added 280 points to Gryffindor.

The two Weasleys scored 50 points each, Granger scored 100 points, and Potter even scored 150 points.

It was only 630 points, and Snape didn't find it difficult.

"Finigan, why is your cauldron so dirty?"

Seamus couldn't raise his head due to his terrifying eyes, "Professor, I cleaned it in time."

"Really?" Snape walked over quickly and inspected the cauldrons of the little lions one by one.

As expected, only two of them were clean and like new.

With his sinister and slightly proud smile, Gryffindor was deducted a full 100 points.

All the little lions dared not speak out when they were angry, including Vincent who was holding back his anger underneath.

It is certain that no blade of grass should be left behind, and bottles and bottles should not be left alone.

The operation codenamed "Three Lights" has already appeared in his mind.

Snape looked into these malicious blue eyes with feeling.

His intuition told him that something big would happen soon.

Draco on the other side of the aisle was also in a good mood.

Whenever Gryffindor is unlucky, he is extremely happy every time.

If someone is unlucky, he will definitely laugh out loud.

Unfortunately, on Saturday, he, or rather the Malfoy family, was going to be in trouble.

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