This Hogwarts is not normal

In the world of wizards, some ancient families will give birth to branches.

They develop independently and strengthen each other.

Lestrange is like this, and Rozier is like this.

There is a large grape-growing area in southwestern France. Further along the upper reaches of the Dordogne River, there is a manor that cannot be seen by Muggles.

It is not as luxurious as Malfoy Manor, but it is full of history.

The surveillance magic here can prevent the mistress inside from going out, but it cannot effectively intercept the parchment sent by Victor.

Vida was wearing silk black pajamas and lying lazily on a velvet sofa.

There was a bottle of freshly opened red wine on the table facing her, and a crystal goblet was placed next to it.

A little further forward is the Deathly Hallows symbol slowly outlined with blood.

The smell of blood made her frown in displeasure.

It's not difficult to come over in person. In this case, it's most likely that you'll be asking for help.

"Surprising." Vader put down the parchment, picked up the crystal goblet and took a sip.

Grindelwald's only apprentice has actually made up his mind to join the Holy Twenty-Eight Houses.

Although it is not an old and prestigious family, it is a good start.

Underneath the slightly showy tone, it was as expected that he asked for help.

As the sole heir of the French Rozier family, she actually didn't think highly of her British cousin who died as a Death Eater.

There is no future in following Voldemort.

Be ruthless to your enemies, and even more ruthless to your own people.

The Wiccan Party only carries the symbol of the Deathly Hallows on their bodies, unlike the Death Eaters who need to brand themselves with a Dark Mark that can never be removed.

The moment Voldemort fell, they were either killed on the spot or imprisoned in Azkaban for life.

Although many people escaped, they either had to pay a huge amount of gold galleons to "atone" or confess to identifying other hidden Death Eaters.

Members of extremist organizations are extremists.

What wizards should really fear is not a loose organization united by terror, but a group of people who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the same dream.

Vader quickly wrote a letter, but it was not to Victor.

Her cousin Evan Rozier died a year before Voldemort's fall, so the British Rozier family did not suffer a serious liquidation.

Since they share the same last name, they will be happy to help.

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After two "boring" potions lessons, Vincent returned to the activity room and cracked his fingers.

If the Rozier family is willing to help, the difficulty of stabilizing the Greengrass family will be greatly reduced.

If not, I'll have to do something traditional with Victor.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Daphne, who was sitting opposite Hermione.

Gather some information in advance?

Personality and hobbies?

When she first saw Vincent sitting over, Daphne thought he was looking for Hermione.

"Greengrass, what is your family's character like?

Are they easy to get along with? What do they like?"

She was confused by three questions.

"Hey!" Hermione held her little hand, her eyes full of defense, "Please tell me your reasons first."

Vincent twitched the corner of his mouth.

There is still a little more than a day left, so all preparations must be made in advance.

"I'm going to stop by Greengrass's house after the hearing on Saturday."

Daphne's little heart stopped pounding.

Both she and Hermione were trying their best to eliminate the slight embarrassment that suddenly appeared on their respective faces as they solved the misunderstanding.

"My father is very rational in his work and likes to collect antiques.

Mom is always very gentle when she speaks, but she becomes particularly scary when she is angry."

"Where's your sister?" Vincent picked up the notebook Hermione placed on the table.

"She has never left the house. I think she must really want to see the outside world."

"What do you hate?"

Daphne looked at him and stopped talking several times.

"I see."

"My parents haven't reached the level of those people yet." She explained anxiously:

"Astoria is very innocent and will definitely not hate you."

Vincent nodded to express his understanding, "Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"Actually, my parents both have some——" Daphne paused, sorting out her words a little,

"They are more willing to make friends with powerful people. If it were you, I don't think it would be too difficult for you."

It's just vanity, a common problem among pure-blooded men, not that bad at all.

Now that we have the information, we can start prescribing the right medicine.

Watching him gearing up to leave, they both secretly prayed in their hearts that things would go smoothly.

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The next afternoon,

Vincent walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the third floor with confidence.

"Knock knock——"

"come in."

Lockhart's ostentatious photos of famous people were gone, replaced by some landscape paintings and potted plants.

Duoji was pruning one of the plants with light purple fruits, "Mr. Wayne, I thought you would arrive late."

He put down the small silver scissors in his hand and walked to the neatly arranged desk and motioned for Vincent to sit down first.

"Thank you, Professor."

After entering the room and tidying up his clothes, Duoji found that he was looking at the plant just now with great interest.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

"This is Belladonna, an important ingredient in many kinds of potions."

Vincent got permission to get closer and watch.

Belladonna, also called wild belladonna and belladonna, is one of the most poisonous plants in the Western Hemisphere.

Muggles in ancient times would crush it and smear the juice on arrowheads.

Wizards use its hallucinogenic effects to create therapeutic potions with anesthetic and hypnotic effects.

To put it simply, when I wake up, all the wounds on my body are healed.

But this strain is very different from the common ones.

"Professor, I remember that every time Belladonna bears fruit, the color and toxins will be lighter."

"Yes." Duoji was a little surprised, "It seems that you have learned a lot of knowledge in advance."

Vincent withdrew his gaze and said, "Professor, the sixth-grade "Advanced Potion Making" mentioned a potion that only exists in legends. Its main ingredient seems to be light purple belladonna."

"That's a flying potion." Dorje smiled and shook his head, "An old friend of mine wanted to recover in his dreams. He gave it to me many years ago."

"The owner of Tom's memories, Mr. Horace Slughorn?"

"Well..." His eyes became a little lonely, "This old friend of mine is not actually a bad person. He just thinks that Tom will achieve extraordinary achievements in the future."

This is another kind of vain character.

Vincent's impression of Slughorn was pretty good.

People who come out of Slytherin House have more or less this kind of personality.

It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but their degree is just deeper.

Slughorn's handing over of his memories is enough to prove that he and Voldemort are not on the same side, and there is a high probability that Dumbledore will win him over.

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