This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The bad-mouthed blond classmate ended badly.

At least that's what Hermione thought.

He was huddled in the corner like a little shrimp, completely powerless to resist under Vincent's hands.

In the past, she didn't know how to beat someone up without causing any trauma.

Now it was like she had opened the door to a new world.

Wrapping your fists in the stripped school robe not only makes no sound, but the high-grade fabric also maximizes the cushioning effect.

"Wayne! You remember-"

Draco, with a distorted face, clutched his stomach and stared at the figure at the door with eyes full of resentment and hatred, "I will definitely tell my father about this.

Just drop out of school with that ugly Muggle girl! "

Vincent couldn't help but feel happy.

You can't rely on your subordinates.

You can't do it on your own,

Still want to rely on dad?

Hermione quickly took his arm and said, "Let's go before anyone notices what's going on here."

"Just discover it if you find it——"

Vincent shrugged and let her pull him out, "It's not me who's embarrassed anyway~"

"The school rules clearly prohibit fighting!"

"I didn't hit him."

Hermione, who was about to go crazy, raised her little feet and stepped on the white clover sneakers under his feet.

"Hey - it hurts." Vincent didn't lie. The small leather shoes she was wearing had solid soles.

"You're a complete thug!"

Hermione stood on tiptoes, and her forehead just reached his chin.

She stopped talking several times, and finally only left a high-pitched hum.

Vincent stood there with extremely complicated emotions.

It's his fault for not being mentally prepared, otherwise he wouldn't have been kicked.

This little back view is not simple, I am afraid it will cause big trouble.

"Friend, this is awesome!"

The cubicle door opened next to him, and a red-haired boy came out.

Vincent remembered that he was one of the twins he had just inquired about.

The other party hugged his shoulders enthusiastically, "I thought you wanted to prepare for a rainy day~"

"I'm not familiar with her."

"real?"

"real."

The red-haired boy let go of his hand in surprise, "By the way, which college are you from?"

"I haven't been sorted yet."

His expression was even more surprised, "You are actually a freshman like her!"

Vincent nodded seriously, "Don't wizards ever exercise?"

The boy pursed his lips towards the cubicle, "Why waste your energy on things that can be solved with magic?"

His red-haired twin brother was holding a wand in his hand, using magic to control the levitating school robe and put it on his body.

Vincent responded with an awkward yet polite smile, "You make a lot of sense."

Muggle thinking limits imagination.

"Have you found Neville's baby Leif?"

"I found it, but lost it again.

The red-haired boy comforted him: "Like my mother said, some things always disappear when you need them.

Just when you think you can never find it again, it will appear in front of you inexplicably. "

"Thank you." Vincent pointed to the end of the aisle, "I will find it before arriving at the station."

The other twin in the cubicle, who had put on his school uniform, also came out, "George, what are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about our junior's problems."

George introduced his brother: "This is Fred Weasley, who was born half a minute before me.

As you can see, we are twins. "

"I'm Vincent, Vincent Wayne."

The twins nodded as if hearing the name for the first time.

Vincent didn't find anything strange.

There will definitely be many wizards who will look down upon a newspaper like the Daily Prophet, which is a fabricated newspaper.

"George, why don't we take the place of the girl who left?"

Frater raised his foot in an extremely exaggerated manner and stepped heavily on the metal floor of the aisle. "With our help, the efficiency will definitely be faster than her alone."

His funny performance seemed to be promoting a competition between the two freshmen.

It doesn't matter if you lose, and it doesn't matter if you win.

"Vincent, you said she misunderstood you?"

"Fred, shouldn't the focus be on second-year Qiu Zhang?"

Vincent was very glad that he didn't tell anything about his golden retriever classmate.

Each of them exhorted each other, seeming to imply that whoever gets Leif will have the upper hand in the future.

"We can also strengthen our relationship with little Harry."

"Oh George, why didn't I think of that?"

Vincent, who was pushed away by the two men, was basically certain that they were the type of people who didn't read newspapers.

The more they chatted, he found that in addition to their enthusiastic personalities, the twin brothers were also very courageous.

Throwing dung eggs on the Slytherin table at the back-to-school dinner tonight?

The head of Gryffindor House is none other than Professor McGonagall who came to visit the Wayne family.

"I advise you not to do that,"

Vincent put his hand on the door of compartment J, "If we really want to do it, I think it would be better to sneak it into their dormitory."

Fred and George looked at each other and both thought this was a great idea.

You won't be punished for doing the job, and you can do it even more unscrupulously.

"Again, sorry to bother you—"

Harry and Ron, who had stopped eating snacks, looked at Vincent who walked in with strange eyes.

Hermione, who was one step ahead of him, was obviously furious just now.

Combined with the fact that both of them are acting alone...

"Baby Ronnie?" the twins squeezed into the booth.

"It's nice to see you, my dear brother." Fred gave Ron a hug.

Then George opened his hands and said, "Wow, brother, I miss you so much!"

Vincent, who was about to be squeezed into the aisle, always felt that the brotherhood in front of him was a bit strange.

Based on his few impressions of the first movie, Weasley and Malfoy seemed to be from the same pure-blood wizarding family.

Because they were more pro-Muggle, the blond classmate who wanted to sue his father had been targeting Harry, who was friends with Ron, for the whole year?

It can’t be because we didn’t shake hands...

Vincent watched Mr. Potter lift his bangs with extra skill, and was shocked as if he suddenly realized something.

The Potions Professor is the head of Slytherin, and the blond student was sorted into Slytherin House.

So is it possible that poor Mr. Porter suffered cold violence on campus because the two failed to shake hands?

"I will definitely tell my dad about this..."

A certain big and unruly face had been beaten into a pig's head in his mind.

It's just cold violence on campus, why not strike first?

"Nice to meet you, Harry."

"Me too, Vincent."

After shaking hands, Vincent and the twins left.

The turd egg must be arranged for Slytherin.

"Vincent, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Well - let me tell you something, but don't tell anyone else everywhere..."

After learning about the fate of their golden retriever classmate's bad mouth, the twins were immediately shocked.

"No matter who is unhappy with Slytherin, they are friends of our brothers!"

"That's right, not to mention you beat up the Malfoy boy!"

Vincent, who once again overturned his impression, was now 100% sure that the Weasley twins were the kind of people who were afraid of chaos in the world.

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