This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Snape certainly didn't believe Vincent had such luck.

He held his wand and cast seven or eight manifestation spells in succession, covering the entire outside of the boys' bathroom.

No one appeared.

This time, he had to believe it.

The moment the compartment door was pushed open, Vincent's alder wand, which lit up with light blue light, waved over.

"All curses will end——"

Although the appearance spell was canceled out, the position was completely exposed.

However, at such an easy distance, it's hard to say who has the advantage.

Snape decisively withdrew his right hand holding the wand and subconsciously stepped back outside.

He didn't know Vincent's true fighting level,

But what he showed more than half a month ago can already be called a melee wizard.

If his wand was stolen, the shame would fill the Mariana Trench.

The light blue light that can eliminate the spell has not disappeared, and is even approaching at an extremely fast speed.

"Armor protection——"

The alder wand passed through the translucent barrier, forcing Snape to retreat to the opposite compartment.

In the invisible state, Vincent suddenly flicked his wand, turning the door behind him into a long bundle of bandages.

They were all like living tentacles, moving towards the figure in front of them ferociously.

When Snape used powerful magic to repair the Iron Armor Curse,

I was caught off guard and was tied around my waist.

Being experienced, he decisively spread his legs,

Squat slightly and stand firmly like a mountain.

This posture,

Vincent was stunned for a moment.

As expected, he is someone who can be a double agent and has a lot of combat experience.

He simply moved forward and brought his alder wand to the center of the Iron Armor Curse.

Sparks like electric welding illuminated the entire boys' bathroom.

Snape remained expressionless as he resisted the pull of the bandage and the surprisingly powerful push in front of him.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie -" Peeves' laughter came from the feet of the two of them.

"Good evening~ Two--" As soon as he stuck his head out, a small red ball hit him.

The smoke was sucked into his long nose, and into Snape's big nose.

Vincent stepped away to the left, crossed his hands and kicked off the wall next to him and jumped up.

"Crack--" A two-meter-high glass window shattered.

"Ahem - Wayne!" Snape quickly covered his big nose and rolled up the broken glass and smoke.

Peeves immediately yelled: "Little Bat, just wait for me!"

He ran through the wall and chased after him.

Snape didn't have such good skills, but he still broke free from the bandages and used Transfiguration to create a few small steps.

After nearly half an hour of confrontation, he had already guessed that Vincent wanted to lure him away.

So that a few other little bastards can sneak into the dungeon.

go back?

He was going to catch this man today and deduct all Gryffindor points for beating the professor!

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The castle was so busy, of course the professors were woken up.

Just now,

Mag on the second floor pursed her lips and sat up.

He lay back down again after hearing Peeves' voice.

She had known that if she kept wandering at night, she would encounter him sooner or later.

"It's best to teach him a lesson..."

She put on the wool earmuffs and closed her eyes in relief.

This "him", of course, does not refer to Vincent.

Flitwick on the eighth floor opened his eyes in a daze. As soon as he walked out of the office, he saw a window in the corridor open.

He was about to go over and close the window when Peeves suddenly emerged from the floor.

"Oh, good evening - damn little bat, did he fly away from here?"

Flitwick shook his head and said he saw nothing.

"Goodbye, Professor~" Peeves jumped out of the window and disappeared into a gorgeous firework.

As soon as the window was closed, Snape ran over.

His eyes and nose were red and he looked like he had been crying.

"Severus, you-"

"What about him?"

"who?"

He stepped forward, pushed aside Flitwick, opened the window and stuck his head out.

The outside of the castle was shrouded in darkness.

"Severus, what are you and Peeves doing?"

"I don't have time to explain, Filius."

Snape stepped onto the windowsill,

“From the auditorium to here, there is choking smoke.

They are given to you. "

"Don't—" Flitwick quickly put his little head out.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Peeves calls Little Bat,

Then Snape came over.

Then who opened this window?

He retracted his little head and walked towards the stairs with his wand.

“Interesting ingredient…”

Instead of simply using pepper, the pepper is blended into the smoke.

Flitwick was quite interested in this and started collecting bit by bit along the stairs.

Half a minute after he left, a dark figure suddenly appeared in the corridor.

Vincent pulled off his black gloves and looked at his watch.

Twenty minutes left, just show up for the last five minutes.

Depending on Snape's obsession with him, he would most likely be guarding the outside of the dungeons.

When he was about to sit down and rest, someone behind him suddenly pressed his shoulders hard.

He tried his best to break free, and when he saw clearly who was coming, his jaw almost dropped.

The lady with disheveled hair and her head hanging down, standing staggeringly, was none other than Professor Traufani who came out of the divination classroom on the eighth floor.

"Ahem -" Vincent cleared his throat, "I'm Draco Malfoy, I'm going back to bed now."

However, Traufany did not respond, and even walked towards him step by step.

"Professor, are you okay?"

She was still minding her own business.

It was in the middle of the night, probably sleepwalking.

Vincent stepped aside, and she turned around and approached again.

"..." He was speechless.

The divination class professor didn't come out sooner or later, and had to wait until break time.

"The real Dark Lord——" She seemed to be mumbling something.

"Gellert Grindelwald?" Vincent stopped retreating and allowed her to hold up his right hand.

"Is he coming out of Nurmengard?"

Traufany did not answer, but slowly raised her head and stared at him with a pair of emotionless eyes.

“Tom without a nose is going to be resurrected?

Professor Dumbledore wants to kill Fudge?

Or is Snape going to resign and start a business? "

She didn't answer three questions in a row.

Vincent was stunned by the sight, "Professor, what exactly do you want to say?"

"The real Dark Lord is about to appear." Traufany twitched for a moment, but her hands never let go.

"His minions are spread all over the world, and his influence covers magical governments around the world——"

She trailed off, "With the help of his two mentors, he grew into a true Dark Lord, possessing the power to conquer the magical world."

Is this a master of dancing?

Vincent was wondering what was going on when he suddenly heard a "pop" sound.

He looked down at his empty left hand, and then looked at Traufani who was lying on the ground.

"Gu Liu——" He could point to Gu Gu's big belly and swear that he had never touched her.

But whether it's sleepwalking or dancing, now we have to move people back quickly.

He reluctantly picked up Traufani and walked towards the divination classroom located in the corner.

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