This Hogwarts is not normal

According to incomplete statistics, they greeted Karkaroff a total of 1,274 times.

The four little boys all lost to Hermione without exception, both in terms of frequency and quality.

It was the first time they knew that the little witch was under so much pressure that she could chant continuously for five minutes without stopping.

"Have a drink of water."

"Thank you." Hermione finished the drink in one gulp, and when she wanted to continue, she noticed that the four people looked at her strangely.

She put down the cup in a more ladylike manner, "Gentlemen, I'm going to have breakfast first."

Vincent looked at her back and shrugged at the other three,

"Don't underestimate the fighting power of girls, they are very scary when they are serious."

"I have learned a lot."

"Feel the same."

"continue?"

"Goodbye." James opened the "Daily Prophet",

"The collector's edition of the Wizard card will be released tomorrow. I can't wait to see their tails raised to the sky with my own eyes."

Vincent looked towards the Slytherin table.

Since Black Swan is not here, he probably knows that he has become the school director.

If you don't become a householder, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are.

With seven board seats, he realized how expensive Hogwarts was.

For example, not to mention the ingredients in the kitchen, not to mention formal and informal employee salaries, the preparation before each course is already a headache enough.

Especially Snape, who almost always ordered the highest-grade rare herbs.

Not to mention seventh grade students, even Potions Masters rarely use it.

Okay, let's go to the Batcave after we gain some weight.

After breakfast, Vincent took out a small notebook and began to calculate this month's expenses.

If the situation in Germany is good, you can probably get about 3,000 gold galleons. Coupled with the recent slight increase in momentum in several countries, you can probably make more than 10,000 profits a month.

He himself had nothing to spend money on, and the 12 directors of Hogwarts paid less than 1,000 galleons a month.

If you have spare money left over, you have a balance of payments.

If Gwent had relied solely on itself, it would have never been possible for it to develop into what it is now.

"Are you free this afternoon?" Hermione sat next to him after finishing breakfast.

"Yes, I have."

"Help me practice how all curses will end."

Vincent closed the book and said, "No problem."

An exciting Gwent promotion tournament is taking place in the Court of Owls activity room.

The strongest Gryffindor has to be decided between a pair of brothers.

They are Ron, who is good at operations in his second year, and Percy, his brother who is full of calculations every step of the way.

When Vincent and Hermione came in, they had each won a game.

"Now is the key to victory or defeat!" Li held the microphone and excitedly explained the purpose of the card Percy just played.

"Who do you think will win?" Hermione bent down and got into the ring where Vincent pulled up the rope.

"Percy, Ron is too young now."

"What if it were you?"

Vincent smiled and stepped over the rope.

Hermione shook her head and took out her wand.

In fact, she has already learned how to stand the spell, but the more advanced "All Mantras" still need more practice.

"Will it really end tomorrow?"

"Please pay careful attention to where my spell falls."

"Finite Incantatem——" A small red dot lit up on the tip of the grapevine wand.

All Curses Are Ending is not as simple as changing to blue.

It requires the user to concentrate and use magic power to further enhance the effect of the spell.

With a "whoosh" sound, the tip of the alder stick shot out a disarming spell.

Very suddenly, Hermione was hit.

She did not let go of the wand, but frowned tightly.

"Tomorrow will end everything." Vincent used a second silent disarming spell.

This time, Hermione reacted quickly, and the tip of her wand knocked off the curse he shot.

But before I could be happy, the disarming curses came one after another.

After blocking two of them, the wand was finally hit on the wrist and knocked away.

"Here comes the wand—" She grasped the wand again.

Vincent simply raised his empty right hand.

Hermione, who was highly nervous, seemed to become more motivated every time her wand was knocked away.

One is continuing to attack, and the other is resisting tenaciously.

Several people on the edge of the ring were stunned.

Daphne, who was paying attention the whole time, noticed that the tip of the grapevine wand was glowing with a faint blue light.

Cedric also discovered it, "All the curses I just learned are final. I didn't expect that she has already caught up with me."

"These are two little monsters." George shuddered.

"Fred, why don't we go to the game!"

The twins with evil smiles on their faces crowded towards Li's side, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Wow - baby Ronnie actually played a Snape card!"

"Look, Vice President Percy is panicking, and his hands holding the cards are trembling!"

"Fred! George!" Ron was still too young.

Percy took the opportunity to play a piece of Hogwarts school legend - Batman.

"And this, the bat symbol!"

Ron stared blankly at the large group of Bat-family members opposite.

I was so careless that I didn't think of countermeasures in advance.

His panicked expression gave Percy enough confidence.

I wasn't sure before because I didn't know if there was any countermeasure.

Now I'm sure, no.

When the game was announced to be over, Hermione on the stage lowered her wand tiredly.

It turns out that the red light on the tip of the stick has turned into blue light.

Although the range is smaller, the effect is stronger.

Daphne went up to help her, "You did it, you really did it!"

"Yes." Hermione looked at the faint blue light at the tip of the staff.

All the hard work is worth it, Merlin will never give up the hard work of the little wizard.

Vincent picked up the towel hanging on the rope and threw one towards Daphne.

"This is indeed the end of all curses. Congratulations, Hermione."

She caught the towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "It's far worse than - compared to you."

"At least it's much better than Ced."

Cedric came up with a bang.

"Dear President, can you help me learn the Patronus Charm?"

Vincent raised his wand, "It's very simple, you just need to have a strong belief.

Call the gods to protect you——"

The golden Suan Ni seems to have grown up again.

Luo Fufo, who has just learned the Patronus Charm, is very good at it.

Vincent, who is in second grade, not only reached the learning threshold that can only be reached by the sixth grade, but even learned to materialize it.

"Try to imagine some good memories, that will become your most important strength."

After calming down, Cedric recited the incantation: "Call the gods to protect you——"

His ash wand sent a silver mist through the air.

The Suan Ni patron saint sitting next to Vincent took a glance, and then returned to the dazed state just now.

"Merlin's Gwent!" Fred grabbed the microphone, "Our little boy actually summoned the Patronus of the Air!"

Cedric calmed down and recited the spell again.

This time it was a ball of silver light covering the tip of the staff.

Although it is still far from success, it is indeed progress.

"Oh Merlin - so he's the patron saint of light bulbs!"

He lowered his wand, his eyes flashing red.

Fred and George quickly ran away.

Percy, who won the title of Gwent's strongest Gwent player, was hurt.

I haven't heard a few words of blessing yet, why are all the people running outside?

"It must be them!"

The only ones who dared to trick him like this were his two "cute" brothers.

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