This Hogwarts is not normal

Quirrell is Dumbledore's student, so it's okay to give him multiple chances even if he has problems.

But the reason why Vincent pretended to be stupid was that Voldemort hadn't been noticed yet.

Doubt is doubt, no wonder Quirrell in the first movie survived until the end of the school year.

Dumbledore was not angry when he saw that he was still pretending to be stupid.

"Vincent, I hope you understand."

Hermione clutched her notebook tightly with a troubled expression on her face.

She looked to the side, as if asking something.

Vincent shook his head slightly, "Professor, he has a stronger body, a body that cannot be marked."

"So that's it..." Dumbledore muttered in a low voice.

As if he had made a lot of determination, he reached out and picked up another piece of candy.

"Actually, it tastes really good. Are you sure you don't want to try it?"

"Okay." Vincent said with a bad face, quickly picked up the candy from the plate and swallowed it.

Dumbledore took it into his mouth with great enjoyment, "The process is also very important."

"As long as I swallow quickly enough, the sour taste won't bother me."

Hermione didn't understand again.

It seems that one of them values ​​the process and the other only cares about the results?

Or one doesn’t want to give up tasting the candy, and the other just wants a quick fix?

She held her little head in her hands and looked at the seemingly unharmonious but unexpectedly harmonious way in which the old man and the young man got along.

"Professor, can we start?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Dumbledore seemed not to notice the impatience on the other side, "I'm old and I talk a bit too much."

Vincent rolled his eyes, "Professor, I still have Quidditch training later."

"Then let's get started."

Throughout the morning, Dumbledore's data also came out.

As expected, he is indeed the most powerful wizard in the world, and he can actually far surpass the theoretical limit of transformation, reaching a terrifying level of sixteen times.

Vincent once again looked longingly at the wand, also fifteen inches long, in his hand.

"Professor, is it elderberry?"

"Yes." Dumbledore tightened the wand in his hand.

Elderberry is a kind of possession that brings great misfortune. It is the rarest wand wood, and Vincent is of course very interested in it.

It is more difficult to use than other wands, but it has powerful magic and does not bother to accompany owners who are no better than others.

There are almost no elder wands used by wizards in the wizarding world, but Dumbledore actually had one.

And it's very convenient to use, and it doesn't bring misfortune at all like the rumors said.

"Professor, we'll see you next week." Vincent walked out of the principal's office with a flat mouth.

"Sorry, Professor." Hermione apologized obediently, "He's not usually like this."

Dumbledore waved his hand nonchalantly, "I know a child's curiosity, and I also know that he will not try anything truly dangerous."

"You mean..."

"See you next week, Miss Granger."

Hermione shuddered and then walked out of the principal's office.

"It's killing me." Phineas opened his eyes, "Albus, you should have noticed, right?"

Dumbledore placed the elder wand on the table, "Brave, clever, affable, ambitious——

This kid has it all, and he makes no secret of his dislike for me."

Phineas smacked his lips, "To be honest, if he hadn't been a Muggle, I would have liked him very much."

"But no one will like you." Armando said sarcastically: "If he had been born during your period, you would have been angry to death."

"Are you going to fight?"

"Anytime."

Dumbledore quickly sat down and picked up the small plate.

When he sees wonderful moments, he will also clap his hands and applaud.

With such a look of not taking it too seriously, the portraits of the vice-principals next door all closed their eyes.

The most crooked principal of Hogwarts is Dumbledore, who is currently cheering for both parties.

…

…

A depressed Vincent walked in front, followed by a baffled Hermione.

"Hey, don't be angry. The professor is not stingy and won't let you touch his wand."

"He is so stingy that he doesn't even give me any benefits."

Hermione's face was full of absurdity, "The Owl Club is established, and you are not the one who benefits the most."

"Anyway, the more I think about it, the more I suffer."

Vincent returned to the common room and gave the big sandbag another good beating.

Hermione, whose eyelids were twitching wildly, took a small step back and said, "I think the professor is right. Since the outcome is already determined, let's just enjoy the process."

"I don't think it's enjoyment at all." He knocked away the whole sandbag.

Dumbledore's idea is very simple, that is to expose Quirrell's true identity.

But this process cannot be simple and crude, but it is best to allow students to grow.

The most important one is of course the famous figure in the wizarding world and the savior, Mr. Harry Potter.

The reason for Vincent's reluctance is also very simple. It's not that Voldemort is standing behind Quirrell, but Voldemort is standing on the back of his head.

That night, Quirrell certainly didn't strip naked for examination!

It can only be said that Voldemort is so stubborn that he was able to get by right under his nose.

"Wouldn't it be better to go together?" Hermione picked up the sandbags holding back her energy, "The professor now agrees that we go out at night."

"Oh, it's quite good."

As the only insider, Vincent smiled reluctantly.

Voldemort, there is an existence in the wizarding world that can stop children from crying.

He was a young wizard who had just entered school. He was so virtuous and capable, but he could actually scheme against such a big boss.

"Let's mess it up."

"Trash?" Hermione threw the sandbag at his feet, "What does this mean?"

Vincent carried it and stepped on the chair, "We will definitely get extra points at the end of the semester, why not compete like Slytherin to see who can make more noise."

[A book-chasing app recommended to me by an old book friend I have known for ten years, Yeguo Reading! It is so easy to use. I rely on this app to read and listen to books while driving and before going to bed. You can download it here www. 】

"And then let everyone reveal the identity of the mysterious man?"

"No, it's simply because I don't want to work hard."

The corners of Hermione's mouth twitched fiercely.

He hung up the sandbags and jumped down, "Do you think we should cast a curse on Quirrell?"

"We will become perpetrators."

"What if everyone comes together?"

Thinking of the so-called herding effect, she suddenly began to sympathize with Quirrell.

A well-behaved professor must become a thief if he is not a good professor;

There is nothing wrong with focusing on the magic stone;

It's okay to steal it at Gringotts, but if you can't steal it, you have to continue stealing at Hogwarts;

It's not good to be discovered by anyone, it has to be discovered by Vincent who is well versed in school bullying.

Quirrell is so miserable that he will probably go crazy sooner or later.

"Eh?!" Hermione thought carefully and realized that the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts might really be cursed.

Looking at Vincent, who looked unhappy and beat him up again, she knew that the curse had been fully fulfilled.

"Did you quarrel again?" The twins came back from get out of class with questions all over their heads.

"No, he..."

After whispering something roughly, Hermione immediately regretted it.

These two lawless masters would definitely agree with Vincent's idea.

"May Merlin bless Professor Quirrell——"

She sighed quietly and joined the discussion among the three of them.

…

…