This Hogwarts is not normal

As the hearing was about to begin, five invisible figures came to Snape's office.

If nothing else, they have plenty of time.

If an accident does occur, two or three hours will still be enough.

There were many things in the Mithril suitcase, and it took Cedric several minutes to find a key.

The door lock must be equipped with an anti-locking charm, and a copper-iron alloy key with malleability comparable to mithril can physically open the lock.

Fred and George stood beside him, each holding a large buckler.

"Can this thing really withstand dark magic?"

"Vincent should have tried." Hermione reached out with some uncertainty.

It's ice cold, not like mithril or silver or iron.

"Then here's the question -" Rolf tapped the wand in his hand.

"If this thing really works, who did he ask to test the black magic?"

Hermione quickly came up with an excuse: "He is an alchemist, so it is normal for him to have some weird gadgets."

"It's really not surprising." Luo Fu looked at her deeply and said,

"Anyway, he won't be negatively affected by black magic. It doesn't matter who he tests."

Fred and George both thought of something.

Black magic is a symbol of dark wizards.

"He may be studying how to counterattack." Hermione laughed dryly.

"Professor Dumbledore actually knows a lot about dark magic."

Cedric held the key and said, "We all know that there are some little secrets between you and him, and we generally know the reason why you didn't tell us."

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Dominate Hogwarts?

From the time Daphne joined the Court of Owls to today's visit to Alloy Glass's house, it can be seen that Vincent is deliberately developing his power.

If it was against Voldemort, there was no need to hide it from them.

Hermione hugged the suitcase tightly, "Vincent probably wants to change those wizards who advocate pure-blood supremacy."

She knew things were far from simple.

As a young wizard of Muggle origin, she could sense his dissatisfaction with the wizarding class.

Weasley, Diggory, and Scamander are all famous wizarding families, and no matter how downcast they are, they all belong to the middle and upper classes.

Vincent and Hermione can only continue to work hard and regard all their achievements as a path to promotion.

What to do with those without talent?

So what really needs to change is most likely the privileges possessed by wizarding families.

Prioritize recruitment at work, and have the network resources in hand.

But even if the Minister of Magic wants to make the situation a little better, he will face fierce opposition.

Muggle-born Minister Nobby Ridge is a good example.

The topic was a bit heavy, and even Fred and George, who were usually smiling, fell silent.

"I personally have no objection." Rolf showed Groot in his arms, "Our family is full of magizoologists, and I don't plan to join the Ministry of Magic."

"So are we!"

It is precisely because the Weasley family is close to Muggles that their childhood has become increasingly difficult.

Cedric opened his mouth several times, "My father loves me very much, and being an herbalist doesn't require any connections."

He pretended to be calm and inserted the key into the door lock.

"Click-" the door opened.

"Fortunately, there is no black magic." Rolf put down his wand with peace of mind.

Hermione opened the door carefully and said, "Snape is a professor, so you think too badly of him."

"No, he is inherently bad." Fred lit his wand and walked in first, holding a round shield.

"If we are caught by him now, every one of us will be deducted 50 points."

George followed behind, "Not only that, there must be cruel and inhumane corporal punishment."

They all tacitly agreed not to continue the topic.

Cedric put away his keys and slowly walked into the office with his suitcase.

It was a humid and dark environment, and there was a pungent smell mixed with various magic potions in the air.

After putting on their gas masks, Fred and George at the front walked in side by side.

Luo Fu, who came in last, closed the door and turned his back to the four of them.

"Jomgand's venom?" Hermione picked up a bottle of black liquid from the work table and shook it, "It's probably mixed with something else."

"Take it away, take it away~"

She put a total of fifteen small bottles into her white semicircular pocket.

"Where are the semi-finished products in the crucible?"

"Don't let go of a drop." Fred, who was in front of the dilapidated wooden cabinet, turned back, "Remember, being kind to your enemy is cruel to yourself."

Hermione's little mouth twitched uncontrollably several times.

Taking one thing is taking, and taking them all is taking.

Snape was so petty, he was afraid that he would end up in trouble even if he took an empty bottle.

After thinking about it seriously, she felt that keeping a bed was really a kindness.

After clearing the workbench, the five of them stood in front of the wooden cabinet with various protective magics.

Including Vincent, none of them had actually entered this office.

A few glances from a distance were not enough, so the five of them first cast the Iron Armor Curse together.

"The cabinet must have an anti-locking charm." Cedric put on his dragon leather gloves, "Then you have to use this thing~"

The gun blade - the super powerful enhanced version was held in his hand, "I have actually wanted to touch it for a long time."

The characteristic of mithril's affinity for magic allows its blade to be easily inserted into the crack of the cabinet door.

With a little force, all the protective magic deployed poured out.

The bucklers held by Fred and George kept clanging.

Arrows quenched with iron, magical impact caused by destruction, corrosive light beams...

Although the two round shields made of unknown materials resisted, they were almost in a state of being scrapped.

There is no automatic repair, so it is definitely not mithril.

When Cedric opened the cupboard door, Hermione was still looking at them carefully.

High strength, good corrosion resistance, high heat resistance...

"Is this titanium alloy?"

"ah!?"

When she was about to learn more about science, she found that George was holding several very familiar small bottles in his hands.

Last Sunday, the principal's office.

What is in the bottle is a memory that was extracted with a wand, and it seems that it should belong to Snape.

"And this!" Cedric held up a small stone disc.

If I remember correctly, this is a pensieve where you can review your memories.

Fred and George looked at each other, "What a great harvest!"

Luo Fu, who was guarding the wind, also trotted over in a hurry.

The cabinet is full of precious herbs and potions, so the weight of these memories will not be much lower.

"The conditions are complete, why don't we..." The twins' proposal was full of temptation.

Although the stone basin can barely fit five faces into it, the biggest problem is how to use it.

Hermione squeezed the wand in her hand tightly.

When Phineas taught Vincent how to use the Pensieve last Sunday, she had almost learned it.

"Miss Know-It-All~ We should be able to help you use this thing, right?"

After the target of instigation was changed to her, she began to understand Vincent's mood at that time.

If you don't take a look first, even the best things you search for will be boring.

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