This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Before the result was announced, Traufany had already gone down drunk.

At that time, McGonagall wanted to help her.

"I have received another call from fate, I have to go back quickly."

She walked staggeringly, but there was an illusion that she was particularly agile.

"The winner is Wayne!"

McGonagall always felt that she was much faster, as if she was escaping from this terrible place.

Dumbledore stood up with a smile, "Everyone, the rest of the time is left to the children."

"Humph!" Snape left with a cold face.

The result was as expected, but he was far from his usual gloomy level.

The Gryffindor students were very excited.

They walked down the auditorium and strode to the ring.

Marcus had left without saying a word before that.

There were also students from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

For example, Cedric and Rolf,

and Qiu and Marietta.

Vincent was quite happy to see this scene, until he looked at Fred and George who were leading the way.

"Good brother! Come, give me a hug~"

He ran away, stretched out his hand towards the castle, and shouted "Rogue rabbit is flying."

It had a small backpack hanging on it, and after riding it, it flew high into the sky.

Dumbledore in the stands was about to go back, but he waved the elder wand from a distance without thinking.

This time it was a GG.

A GG that will be released soon in Gwent.

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See you on Christmas Eve. ］

McGreg could clearly see Dumbledore's hand shaking a little.

It looked like an accident, but it was obviously more like being prepared.

"Minerva, I always feel that a no-fly order should be added."

"Mr. Wayne has a test flight job at the Broomstick Company. I think it should be harmless to give him a little privilege."

Dumbledore laughed dumbly, "Yes, we need to cultivate children's interests in all aspects."

McGreg agreed and said, "We have Wayne, we have Granger, and we will have countless more outstanding students in the future."

"Oh, Minerva, this is so exciting!"

The principal and vice principal went down with an official tone, talking and laughing.

Flitwick, Sprout and other professors stood up slowly.

Snape is still young, and it will be a long time before he gets to the top.

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As soon as Vincent, who had flown around the castle for more than ten times, got off the ground, the twins rushed towards him.

He had accepted his fate.

When Cedric opened his arms, he announced a big news.

“There’s a party in the auditorium, I’ll go to the professor to get a permit.”

The badgers said they wanted to empty the kitchen;

The learned eagles took on the task of setting up;

The little lions basically went to help.

Fred and George were outwitted by Vincent and became the hardest and most tiring porters.

“What do you do?”

“Supervise you.”

The twins went to the kitchen cursing.

James and Alfred thought they could survive the disaster safely, but in the end they could not escape the fate of cleaning the auditorium.

Neville blinked his big eyes, “What should I do?”

“You—you—” Vincent hesitated several times.

What kind of work should be assigned to this forgetful little wizard?

Either throw someone or something.

"Go and try the food with Cedric and the others."

"Oh." Neville walked happily.

"Vincent, who had "revenged his great vengeance," put on a smile and knocked on the door of the Bat Cave alone.

"Professor, it's me!"

Snape inside swung the door open.

"Wayne?" He immediately drove him away with a dark face, "Go back, I won't help you."

Vincent tried his best to stick his little head in, "I don't have any problems with my studies, I just invited you to the party."

"No, get out!"

"Really?" He glanced at a few shabby wooden cabinets, and there was a large stone plate of unknown use on the table.

"Friendship first, competition second ~"

Snape moved over, and he squeezed to the other side.

"Get out, I'm not going."

"Then can I notify the students of Slytherin?"

"Don't even think about it!"

The two of them were jumping back and forth.

"You'll be hungry if you don't come. We've already reserved all the ingredients in the kitchen."

"Give up, no one will go."

Vincent has already memorized the layout, "Professor, your idea is too narrow."

"Hehehe——" Snape sneered, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking.

I tell you, no way!"

"Oh, then I'll go~"

He suddenly looked back.

When he looked back again, Vincent had already walked away.

It turned out that the invitation was fake, and the inspection was real.

Snape snorted with his big nose, returned to the office with disdain and closed the door behind him.

He is not as smart as Quirrell, so how could he be calculated.

The mysterious Hogwarts professor who resells Acromantula venom in Hogsmeade and dresses very much like him must be Vayne, who is not short of money these days!

Dumbledore? Go to hell!

It was Vayne who approved the note, not Granger and Weiss.

From the time Slytherin was beaten at the beginning of school until now, he has to teach the stupid little lions a lesson no matter what.

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Vincent, who was in a happy mood, arrived just in time for the party to start.

"Eat and play as you like, Professor Dumbledore allows us to have fun until the evening!"

The three long tables filled with students immediately became excited.

After Vincent sat down, his eyes were always on the empty long table in the corner.

The students in Ravenclaw are all great, and the iconic animals of the four houses are floating everywhere.

The cooking skills of Hufflepuff students are all very strong, and they can even cook certain dishes better than the house elves.

"You want to bring them all in?" Hermione changed places with Neville, who had already eaten. "Is that why you just let Marcus go?"

"No, I always try my best."

She rolled her delicate eyes and said, "My father once served in the army. He said that compared with the special forces, the place he stayed was like playing house."

Vincent looked a little surprised, "Okay, I admit that I just didn't use my father's unique skills."

"What about for example?"

"What kind of tornado destroyed the parking lot?

The giant ax chops down the big tree,

One tiger kills two sheep,

Smashing walnuts on the head or something like that. "

Hermione's little cheeks twitched together, "What nonsense? These moves are not serious just by hearing them."

"No." Vincent turned his attention to the empty long table in the corner again.

"The person I kicked Pousse into a wheelchair before was the most terrifying Crow among them, the Flying Crow."

"Haha." Hermione responded with an awkward yet polite smile.

This idea and naming method match his personality quite well.

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