This Hogwarts is not normal

Vincent turns the telescope back into a ring.

Hermione and Daphne got up to help him pack his things.

You probably won't see much if you wait any longer, and Hogwarts is quite far from London.

"How are we going to get back?"

"Bus No. 11."

The two little witches thought about it for a moment and rolled their eyes at Vincent on the spot.

Walk back?

It may not be possible even at dawn.

"You're kidding, of course I'm going home to settle the score with Sam." Vincent looked down from the edge of the tower.

He still doesn't know how to show up, so he can only go down using traditional methods.

The ebony wand cast a shock-absorbing spell on the three of them one by one, and then he took the suitcase and apparated into a window below.

The room is full of precious works of art and should be the church's collection room.

He opened the window, stretched out half of his body and waved upward.

Hermione recalled the previous attack by Jomgander.

She nodded to Daphne and jumped down without feeling any pressure.

Vincent held her firmly and came in.

When she leaned out of the window again, Daphne, who was sitting on the top of the tower, exerted her little hands so hard that she fell down.

The location is a little off, but that's not a big problem.

Stretch your arms a little further, just enough to hold your legs and shoulders horizontally.

Close the window and light the wand.

They all seemed to be a little shy and followed him silently out of the church the whole time.

I'm not embarrassed at all, I just feel uncomfortable all over.

Vincent stood on the side of the road and waved to an approaching taxi.

He was sitting in the passenger seat and said, "Uncle, we are going to Oxford Street."

The driver was a middle-aged uncle. He glanced at the two little witches with their heads lowered in the rearview mirror.

"No problem, kid."

Westminster Abbey is not far from central London, and it only takes less than 20 minutes to reach the destination.

After getting off the bus on the bustling Oxford Street, Vincent handed the driver a 10 pound note.

After collecting the change, he found that the two little witches were attracted by the dazzling array of shops on the street.

The moment their eyes met, they seemed to become even more shy.

"You're already here, do you want to take a stroll here?"

Hermione and Daphne were very moved, but in the end they both shook their heads hesitantly.

Vincent said nothing and just walked into a doll shop.

I was silent when I was outside, and a little excited when I came in.

"We will pay you back when we go back to school."

Or a blue fat man and a Hello Kitty.

Their bedroom should be filled with dolls.

Went to the cold drink shop and bought three ice creams.

It wasn't hot in London in early May, but the two little witches didn't like it.

Hermione bought some ink and a notebook at the stationery store, and Daphne bought some small trinkets at the jewelry store.

The prices are not high, not as expensive as a curry rice.

Seemingly sensing that Vincent was a little impatient, they all began to show a lack of interest.

After walking, we arrived at Building 139 at the end of the street.

Standing at the door were two tall men in black suits, sunglasses and red ties.

When they saw Vincent, they opened the door very consciously and shouted "Master Wayne" at the top of their lungs.

Hermione tilted her head and teased: "Master Wayne, when did you hire two wizard bodyguards?"

"The one on the left is the Night Demon, and the one on the right is the Nightmare Killer."

Daphne's eyes were on Vincent's arm.

If I remember correctly, neither he nor Sam had any scars from the oath.

"Let's talk after we go in first."

Evelin was sitting on the first floor watching TV.

She was not surprised that her son suddenly brought his female classmate home. Sam, who came back first, must have said something.

"Welcome!" She expressed some enthusiasm.

The two little witches who were obediently pulled to sit down by her were shy again.

Vincent suddenly remembered an allusion:

A woman gets married for the ninth time.

He walked upstairs murderously.

Sam's room is next door to his.

This guy is lying on the bed, holding a handle and playing with the red and white machine.

When I came in, the black cloaked villain on the TV happened to be beaten to death by a mob.

"Gift Crab!" Sam was frightened and dropped the controller.

"Don't you know how to knock on the door, you little brat?"

"You didn't close the door." Vincent turned off the TV, "Besides, this is my home."

"I know, you are my boss and I am your wage earner." Sam curled his lips and sat up.

"Go back to school, right? I'll take you back now."

He acted like nothing happened.

Vincent is sometimes very generous, sometimes very stingy.

Leaving three children on the top of a tower is something an adult can do?

Sam was scolded with a bad face.

This familiar feeling is like returning to the Magic Congress, as if meeting Bradley.

"You are such a big person, can't you be a little more responsible?"

More than half an hour later, he followed Vincent downstairs in dismay.

Evelyn is very talkative and gets along well with Hermione.

Daphne was no longer the same when they first met.

She seems to be more curious about the Muggle world.

"Ahem——"

The conversation was so lively that Vincent had to cough non-stop.

"Baby, are you sick?" Evelin reached out and touched his forehead.

"Your dormitory is in the tower. Remember to cover yourself with quilts at night."

Sam was holding back a laugh.

The food chain is real.

It was so beautiful upstairs just now, but now it's so embarrassing in front of the two little witches.

"Mom, I'm in good health." Vincent said with a bitter look on his face.

"That's it, then remember to be careful when you go back..."

Like mothers all over the world, Evelin gave her sons a lot of advice.

"Go back to school and take a rest quickly, you know?"

"Know."

"Remember to take care of your classmates on the way and don't lose them while walking."

"Certainly not."

"Okay, it's getting late." Evelin smiled mysteriously at Vincent,

"Hermione, Daphne, if you are free during the summer vacation, you are welcome to come over at any time."

"Okay, Auntie." The two little witches laughed happily.

Vincent, who had just made a fool of the British Ministry of Magic and was a bully at school, was being controlled.

Scenes like this will probably be seen only a few times in a lifetime.

While walking in the secret passage of Honeydukes' cellar, they were still thinking about his performance just now.

She is well-behaved and obedient, which completely subverts her previous impression.

"Ah!" Vincent turned back and stared at them.

I definitely said what I said to him in my heart.

"Hurry up, it's almost curfew time." Hermione urged impatiently, holding the Fat Blue doll in her arms.

"It's 10pm now, we still have a lot of time."

This little girl turns her face around faster than she can flip through a book.

During the day, I would be shy even if I touched my little hand, but now I take the initiative to hold him without blushing.

Daphne, who was holding a Hello Kitty doll, naturally quickened her pace and said, "Wait for me!"

The secret passage gets steeper as it goes up, and she doesn't have the physical fitness of the two of them.

Vincent remembered his mother Evelyn's advice.

Instead of taking care of them, he has returned to the castle now.

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