This Hogwarts is not normal

"I think you all know how today's affairs will be handled -"

McGonagall had a straight face and a very stern tone: "50 points will be deducted from both Gryffindor and Slytherin!"

She waved her wand and lifted the binding spell on the two men.

"but--"

Students from both houses pricked up their ears.

"However, due to Mr. Wayne's timely self-rescue, I think it should be worth adding 50 points for this."

She used the big stick first and then the sweet date, then she focused her eyes on Draco's innocent little face covered with bruises.

"Also, the school will definitely investigate this matter seriously, and not even the school director can stop it."

Once the whole story is figured out, Slytherin will definitely lose points again.

The little lions, whose faces were full of joy, all turned their attention to Vincent.

If you deduct 50 and add 50, it is equivalent to no deduction.

"at last--"

Mag's eyes looked slightly excited, "Please Mr. Wayne and Mr. Potter come with me."

Vincent knew what was going to happen and followed her without any psychological pressure.

But Harry, who didn't know it, was very worried.

If you ride a broom privately, you may be expelled.

"Don't worry, I believe the professor won't be like this."

Standing outside the door of the Charms classroom, he smiled wryly and nodded to the side.

Not long after, McGonagall led a student out with a physique comparable to Vincent's.

"Everyone follow me."

The four of them strode deeper into the corridor.

The senior student looked at Harry from time to time, and often focused his gaze on certain parts of Vincent.

For example, the upper and lower arms,

Another example is the chest, abdomen and waist.

"Go in."

McGonagall pointed to an empty classroom with only Peeves writing and drawing on the blackboard.

"Ah! It's the vice principal~"

She glared and said, "Get out."

"It's boring~ It's boring~"

Peeves threw the chalk into the trash can while still muttering something in a low voice.

You don't have to listen carefully, the four people present know that it won't be a good thing.

Mag closed the door hard and turned to face the three boys.

"This is fifth-year Oliver Wood, captain of the Quidditch team.

Wood, you should know who these two are, right?"

"I know, Professor." Wood looked at Harry with a smile, "Children in the wizarding world grew up listening to Potter's stories, even me."

"Where's Wayne?" He stepped forward and stood side by side with Vincent. "I still can't believe he's a freshman."

He is considered outstanding among fifth-grade students, but he is only four or five centimeters taller.

In terms of physique, it is even slightly worse.

McGonagall looked at Harry first, "Wood, Potter will definitely be an excellent seeker.

I've never seen anything like this before. Is this your first time riding a broomstick?"

Harry, who understood that he was not being fired, nodded silently.

"Professor, is this true?" Wood looked a little excited, "What exactly did he do?"

"He dove fifty feet, reached out and grabbed a memory ball."

Mag, who was still about to say something, glanced at the small cut on his face, and suddenly turned his attention to Vincent.

"As for Wayne, he just landed safely from an out-of-control broom that flew three thousand feet."

With a look of astonishment on his face, Wood turned around and took a step back, "So that black shadow outside the window..."

"It's me." Vincent nodded humbly, "That broom is a bit difficult to control."

"Surprisingly--"

Wood walked around him and said, "This physique is probably stronger than Charlie's."

If the second brother of the twins can go to Romania to study fire dragons, his physical fitness is definitely very good.

"If only the batters weren't Fred and George..."

He held Vincent's right arm with both hands, his eyes as intoxicated as if he were seeing a stunning beauty.

"Do you exercise regularly?"

"So there is."

"How is your eyesight?"

"fine."

Wood let go of his hand with satisfaction, "Professor, Wayne is definitely qualified for the position of chaser!"

Before Harry could feel envious, he hugged him and said, "Potter is small enough, light and agile.

Those snake-like cunning guys definitely wouldn’t have imagined that we would make such a decision!”

Mag listened to his new strategies with a smile on her face.

The twins were responsible for interfering with the opponent, Vincent took the lead in the charge due to his size advantage, and finally it was Harry who ended the game.

"We've got to get them a decent broom!"

Wood's eyes suddenly brightened, "Professor, my idea is to use two Nimbus 2000 or Sweep Seven Stars."

"I'm going to talk to Professor Dumbledore."

Mag stared at the three of them with a serious face, "We are using first-year students as an exception. Please do not reveal any information to others."

After receiving her solemn promise, she then became even more stern, "We need a better Quidditch team.

We lost miserably to Slytherin in the last game, which made me afraid to meet Snape for several weeks."

She looked down at the two new Quidditch players condescendingly, "I hope you can train hard, otherwise what happened today..."

Vincent patted his chest and promised: "Professor, please don't worry, I will definitely knock all the Slytherins out of the game - ah no, I will score a lot of goals."

McGonagall, whose expression softened, looked at Harry with a smile, "Your father would be proud of you. He used to be an excellent Quidditch player."

"I'll do my best, Professor."

When she walked out of the classroom, Vincent chased her.

"Professor, you don't need to prepare a broom specially for me."

"Why?"

"That broom has actually been repaired by me inexplicably..."

After Vincent briefly explained the process, Mag nodded subconsciously.

"Let's do this. I will ask the professionals from the Sweeping Broom Company to check it first and make sure there are no problems before discussing the ownership of this broom."

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"A question of belonging?"

"Of course the broom you repaired belongs to you."

Vincent covered his pocket with his hand, "Professor, how much do I need to pay?"

"Ha-" Mag was amused by him, "Mr. Wayne, how about 10 Galleons?"

"Too many." Vincent blinked his big eyes, "Add the branches at the tail, 2 galleons should be enough, right?"

"Okay, then 2 Galleons!"

Mag smiled and shook his head, "Vincent, you will definitely become a qualified businessman in the future."

"Probably not." He took out the wand from his arms, "Alder wood and phoenix feathers, this is a very special combination."

Wandology is an extremely partial subject.

Basically, except for staff makers like Ollivander, there is no one in the wizarding world who studies seriously anymore.

"You will achieve extraordinary things, Vincent." Mag left these words before leaving.

Alder wood is not easy to bend, but its ideal owners are not stubborn, but rather wizards who are helpful, considerate and lovable.

Phoenix tail feathers are rare, and they are also the wand core material that can cast the most types of magic and have the most picky owners.

According to the analysis of wand science, wizards who can meet these two demanding conditions will indeed, as McGonagall said, make great achievements in the magical world in the future.

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