This Hogwarts is not normal

"80 points!" Ron shouted after class.

"How could he deduct 80 points from us in one class!"

"Because -" Neville tightened his school robe, "because he is a professor."

Harry, who was about to say something, silently took the textbook.

It's time to go to the Batcave again.

Every weekend and after Potions class, he had to learn Occlumency.

It's been half a year and there has been no progress.

If there is one, being familiar with the office layout can be counted as one, and knowing that there are a large number of small bottles under the wooden cabinet that are suspected of storing memories can be counted as one.

"Snape is crazy!" Ron was still chattering while he was cooking.

Harry, who was exhausted, nodded.

With the power of Legilimency just now, I am afraid that he could even clearly see him wet the bed for the first time.

However, judging from Snape's mysterious sneer before leaving, it is very possible that he has a crush on Qiu.

Hermione saw all his sighs.

It is not a good habit to be a teacher.

Especially since I just had a bad time at Vincent's place.

No matter what you say, cold violence is useless.

"Why don't you act like a baby?" Daphne had a bad idea.

Hermione is very self-aware, and this good bestie has a high success rate when it comes to acting coquettishly.

"I'm not very curious. Anyway, the global magic community knows about those witch scum. Isn't it good for us to wait quietly for the result?"

What Daphne said makes sense.

But the twelve-year-old little witch is full of beautiful dreams and fantasies. She wants to know how the Ministry of Magic will handle things, and she also wants to know what decisions Fudge will make.

"Let me ask for you."

Today is Wednesday, and there is a History of Magic class in the afternoon.

Vincent, who was about to leave after lunch, pretended not to see Daphne walking over.

"Vincent, I have something to ask you."

Same routine as last year.

But this time I can refuse.

"Sorry, can we talk another time?"

She Niu is She Niu, so reject it simply and neatly.

Vincent went upstairs and she followed.

I followed him when I walked into the activity room, and when I returned to Gryffindor Tower.

He stopped in front of the boys' dormitory, turned to face her with a grimace,

"Hermione's bad idea?"

"She said this way you won't ignore me." Daphne blinked her big eyes and pretended to be innocent.

"She originally wanted me to act coquettishly towards you."

"Stop!" Vincent shivered greatly, "Besides, I'm going to catch a cold."

The joke was so cold that he had to admit defeat.

"Actually, it's true." Hermione suddenly appeared next to him,

"If even this can't be done, we plan to work together -"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Vincent covered his school robe tightly with his cold hands, "I will satisfy your curiosity now."

He opened the door to the dormitory and said, "Go back and prepare first, then we'll set off after class."

"Where to go?"

"Ministry of Magic."

Hermione and Daphne both smiled as if their plot had succeeded.

Alas - I was tricked by two little witches.

Change into your sportswear and bring your Mithril suitcase.

By 2:30 p.m., he was almost frightened by their appearance and fell off his chair.

Each one was dressed more tightly than the other, and not even a hair was exposed.

"You--" Vincent looked back and forth for a long time.

He shook his head and gave them a thumbs up, "What a great disguise!"

Not to mention outside the school, Knockturn Alley is not so exaggerated.

Both Hermione and Daphne could hear his sarcasm.

"This is our first time going out."

"Yes, I'm not as experienced as you."

Vincent squinted at Hermione.

This is Daphne's first time sneaking out of school, she just hasn't been doing it lately.

"It's different!" Hermione pulled down the black scarf that covered half of her face.

"We are going to the Ministry of Magic. If we are recognized, it will be the end."

"I'm just watching from the outside, and I'm the school director now."

She and Daphne were stunned for a moment.

"You are exercising your power improperly."

"It's against school rules to sneak out."

"Uh-this-" the two little witches were speechless.

Vincent, who was in a good mood, walked towards the dormitory door and said, "Time waits for no one, so hurry up and change your clothes to be more normal."

They puffed up their cheeks and took out their wands, pointing at their exaggerated outfits.

One pink and one white sports suit, the hood covering the little head turns into a black peaked cap.

He opened the dormitory door, looked back and conjured a hat of the same style for himself.

Quietly come to the secret passage, and then quietly walk out of Honeydukes Candy Shop.

When the three of them arrived at the Hog's Head Bar, Aberforth happened to come up from the wine cellar.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione exclaimed.

If you look closely, you will see that this person’s nose is not broken and his dressing style is very normal.

"I'm his brother." Aberforth returned to the bar and glanced at Vincent strangely.

"Mr. Dumbledore, is Sam down there?"

"right."

"I think it's time."

His strange eyes glanced at Hermione and Daphne,

"You brought people back, you can take them away whenever you want."

Vincent took the two little witches with their heads down to the wine cellar.

Only Sam and a wizard with his head covered were inside.

"Hey~ you bring two little girlfriends -"

A lightning-fast and silent curse was cast, and the entire wine cellar fell silent.

Sam untied the silent spell with a dark face, "You British people really don't understand humor."

Daphne was a little better, and Hermione didn't even dare to raise her head.

Vincent took off the hood that Tash was wearing, "It's better than you, an ungrateful American."

There is no hair on his forehead and all his teeth are missing.

Hermione, who was no longer blushing, stepped forward with her little fists clenched.

She seemed to want to give him a good beating if no one else was around.

Sam coughed knowingly, "I'll go up and sit down, but don't get yourself killed."

Vincent opened his suitcase, took out two pairs of boxing gloves and threw them to them.

"He is now hypnotized by magic and will not remember anything when he wakes up."

Hermione and Daphne put on their gloves in silence.

If you can't beat him to death, then beat him to death.

There was a "pop" sound, and the nose collapsed.

There were several "click, click, click" sounds, and the fingers that had just been broken were broken again.

Compared to Daphne's anger towards the scum of the tribe, Hermione was burning with the same anger as Vincent.

The "Muggle Protection Act" has been in effect for almost a year, but Mrs. Zabini still dares to take advantage of the Waynes, and Tash in front of her dares to continue imprisoning innocent Muggles.

There are two cases that can be discovered, but what about the ones that have not been discovered?

A law that is not taken seriously is just a piece of waste paper.

Now that the wizarding community around the world knows about Knockturn Alley, the Ministry of Magic has no choice but to ignore it.

Hermione broke off the nails on her fingers and stopped.

She figured it out.

Vincent did not deal with this group of witch scum privately because he wanted to completely prevent similar things.

Use the media to expand your influence and force the Ministry of Magic to face up to the problems of Knockturn Alley and Spider-End Alley, making the power-hungry Fudge feel the crisis.

If you still can't behave decently, then continue to help them behave decently.

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