This Hogwarts is not normal

The reason why Vincent left alone was entirely because he wanted to verify the second guess.

He went to the trophy room on the fourth floor and checked out the previous Gryffindor Quidditch trophies.

"1972, James Potter, Chaser..."

Snape looked to be around thirty years old, and he most likely knew Harry's father when he was in school.

Just comparing it to a little golden retriever, Vincent felt it was quite unreasonable.

"Is it the hatred for killing my father or the hatred for taking away my wife..."

After verifying the second guess, a new problem actually arose.

"Forget it, it's all a matter of the previous generation..."

The more he thought about these complex interpersonal relationships, the more he thought about them, the more he became bald. He decided that it would be better to leave the headache to Harry.

hall.

"where did you go?"

"Trophy Room."

Hermione, who was no longer sitting at the back, immediately perked up her ears.

"Where's Harry?"

Neville swallowed the food in his mouth and said vaguely: "I don't know, he just walked out of the castle with Ron."

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"Oh." Vincent thought for a moment and realized that they were going to "enjoy" the feast.

With the same idea of ​​talking in the morning and in the evening, he enjoyed his lunch in a happy mood.

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Outside the castle, walk all the way to the Forbidden Forest, and you will see a wooden house made of wood.

It is the place where Hagrid, the gamekeeper and keykeeper of Hogwarts, has lived for several decades.

"Crack-"

Harry in the room chewed for a long time, and finally bit off a small piece of the hard rock cake in his hand.

Even though the big black hound lying on his lap was drooling a little too much,

And made the whole pants sticky,

But he and Ron both looked delicious.

"The Transfiguration class is okay, but Professor McGonagall always likes to turn into cats to scare us..."

"She's actually a very nice person." Hagrid smiled and placed a big pot in front of the two of them. "Sometimes she tells some little jokes, although they are not very funny."

Ron opened the lid of the cauldron anxiously, "Wow! This is actually - I mean I didn't expect the professor to be such a person."

Harry glanced at it and swallowed subconsciously, "Professor Flitwick often uses magic to write notes on the blackboard, which helps me a lot."

"Even though he is short, he was the champion of the Duel Club back then."

"Duel Club?"

Hagrid looked a little nostalgic, "A club that was canceled many years ago."

When this was mentioned, Harry became interested.

"We have also joined the Court of Owls club, we just don't know when it will be approved."

"Percy said he had sent the application to the principal's office."

Ron swallowed the rock biscuit in his mouth with tears, "He also said that the review will not be quick, at least until around the Christmas holiday."

"Why?" Harry covered the pot, "Professor Dumbledore shouldn't be anti-Muggle."

"It must be those school directors!"

Hagrid suddenly reached out his hand in excitement and slapped it hard on the wooden table, "These people often oppose Dumbledore, and they always let Malfoy do whatever they want!"

Ron, who shared his hatred, was even more excited, "The Malfoy family are all bad wizards!

The "Muggle Protection Act" proposed by my father in the ministry has always been strongly opposed by them!"

"Protecting Muggles?" Harry gasped immediately.

Before learning how to fight, he thought that he could just exhale and raise his eyebrows when he went back to his aunt's house during the holidays.

But after studying for a few days, he found that fighting was more useful than magic in certain situations.

Such as stabilizing an out-of-control broomstick, or yesterday's chaos.

Everyone felt that if Vincent were present, he would definitely be able to defeat Slytherin, who frequently used dirty tricks on his opponent.

Looking at Hagrid's large size, he felt that as long as a wizard specializing in melee combat casts three or two protective spells, he might be able to overwhelm the entire crowd by jumping into a crowd and moving his hands.

"Ah, this..." Hagrid touched his nose, "I always do it directly."

With a height of more than three meters, ordinary magic spells may not be able to have the desired effect.

"Vincent said he started fighting when he was four years old—"

Ron said with envy on his face: "As long as I have half of his skills, this bastard Malfoy will never get better so quickly."

"Vincent?" Hagrid suddenly realized, "You are talking about Wayne!"

He looked at Harry, "Originally I was supposed to go to their house, but then Dumbledore said that I had hugged you before, so he handed over your affairs to me."

Both boys imagined a picture in their minds.

Vincent's father, who has "well-developed limbs", faces Hagrid, who is as big as a troll?

Harry and Ron both smiled awkwardly but politely.

Hagrid gave them a brighter smile, "Actually, many wizards know a little bit about Muggle fighting.

But most of them can't stand that boring exercise method. After all, magic spells and potions can temporarily enhance physical fitness."

"Where is Professor Dumbledore? Has he studied?"

"Yes, he said that when he was young, he often went to Muggle military bases to see how those young men trained."

Harry and Ron, who had their mouths wide open, did not expect that Dumbledore's ways would be so wild.

He is indeed the most powerful wizard in the world!

While chatting, Harry suddenly remembered what happened just now.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

"I was deducted 10 points today..."

After hearing Vincent's guess, Hagrid's expression became unnatural for some reason, "Don't think too much, Snape can't be targeting you."

"But he only deducted 5 points from Hermione and Seamus."

"Maybe he doesn't like people talking loudly..."

With an increasingly unnatural expression on his face, he suddenly stood up and said, "By the way, I remembered that I have something to be busy with later!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

They all knew that Hagrid must know something.

"Okay, you can come over anytime you are free."

The two people who walked out of the cabin had just returned to Gryffindor Tower when they saw Vincent sweating over a big sandbag.

"Are you back?" He walked aside and picked up a towel to wipe his face.

"this is……"

"Percy got it. He thought it would be of great use to the club."

Vincent reached out and patted the sandbag, "It's really good. At least I can stay until the end of this semester."

"That's good."

Harry and Ron's eyelids twitched slightly.

I turned over a big sandbag in one semester, and my hands hurt just thinking about it.

"By the way, Harry." Vincent pulled him aside, "I know Snape..."

"My father knew him!"

"Shh-"

After Harry calmed down, Vincent revealed his second guess.

"I don't know why Snape did this to you, but your father definitely has a big conflict with him."

"Like you and Malfoy?"

"No, it's definitely much more serious than us."

Harry thought about it carefully and found that it was really very possible.

To put it bluntly, the conflict between Vincent and Draco is actually due to their dissatisfaction with each other's background.

The fact that Snape can go to Slytherin House shows that even if he is not a pure-blood, he should at least be a mixed-blood.

As one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families, the Potter family has no natural conflict with him.

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