This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Vincent didn't know what other magic schools were like, but he also sincerely believed that Hogwarts was the best, just like Dumbledore.

The weird headmaster;

The vice-headmaster who could turn into a cat;

The potions professor who didn't wash his hair;

The fat and kind-hearted Herbology professor;

The short and funny Charms professor;

The History of Magic professor who never noticed that students were absent from class;

The gamekeeper who liked to take the little cutie into the forbidden forest;

The castle manager who often patrolled but could never catch him;

Finally, there was the mysterious Divination professor.

Vincent could give a big "o" to his experience this school year.

Dumbledore waited until the applause died down before announcing the winner of this year's house cup.

The Gryffindor table burst into deafening cheers.

Fred and George set off several fiery fireworks on the spot, filling the dark ceiling of the auditorium with red stars.

Dumbledore handed a handkerchief to McGonagall, who had her back to the students.

"Minerva, you are still as tearful as ever."

"No, Albus." She quickly put her expression back on, "I'm just too happy. This is the most satisfying year of my life."

"Me too."

Dumbledore ignored the increasing number of little stars, nor the Slytherin students who rushed to the Gryffindor table.

"By the way, have you found a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"I found one. I tried my best to get him to agree.♦♦  ♞♦"

McGreg thought of the days when he left the castle before, "Are you looking for this mysterious new professor?"

"Yes, the process was quite thrilling." Dumbledore's lips rose slightly, "Fortunately, it was finally solved smoothly, otherwise we would have been in big trouble."

This "we" seems to be more than just the two of them.

"Although I am curious--" McGreg shook his head gently, "but now we have to deal with the commotion below."

The twins have made a mess of the Slytherin table, and only Vincent's table is relatively clean at the Gryffindor table.

"That's good. It means that this year's students are very energetic."

Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand down below, and all the empty plates that were broken on the ground were restored to their original state.

He tapped his wine glass three times and asked the house elves in the kitchen to serve another dinner.

"Try to rest early, and don't miss the Hogwarts Express tomorrow."

"I won't!" George threw a bubble bean at the Slaterling table.

It landed accurately in Draco's onion soup, splashing his face instantly.

Snape looked gloomy, raised his hand and threw the whole bowl of soup out of the castle.

"George!" Percy chased after him in one step.

"No, I'm Fred!" George ran up the stairs.

The real Fred quietly came behind Percy and covered his eyes, "Come and guess who I am~"

"No guess!" Percy broke free and found that the other party also ran up the stairs.

The professors were still there, even if they knew it was futile, they had to pretend on the surface.

This dinner took a long time.

In the early morning, the twins, who had walked around the castle several times, finally had time to come back.

"Where's Vincent?"

Cedric yawned, "He said he was going to pack his luggage, and he just left not long ago."

After the traceless extension spell was enlarged, and a magic for stable nesting was added, the capacity of the mithril suitcase was already the size of a room.

It was more than enough to fit the things sent by home, and even clothes and textbooks.

This seemingly ordinary small box had already packed all of Vincent's luggage.

"How did you do it?"

"You will know soon."

He slept peacefully, but the other three roommates thought about it for a long time, and they fell asleep until late at night.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the students boarded the boat in batches under the leadership of Hagrid.

Fred pouted his lips and raised a notice in his hand, "I always hoped that they would forget to send this to us."

This is a notice prohibiting the use of magic during the holidays.

The general content is that all underage wizards will light up the magic of tracking magic when using magic.

No matter where they are, the Ministry of Magic will issue a warning immediately.

Especially for young wizards in the Muggle world, it is so accurate.

Vincent is not afraid even after entering school.

It is better to send more warning letters so that he can give Rita a big news in return.

Lockhart's popularity has reached the peak, and his own is almost the same.

Now the news of Voldemort suddenly broke out, unless Fudge was dragged into the alley.

Vincent boarded the Hogwarts Express and still sat in the "W" compartment.

This time, there was not only Qiu, but also Marietta and five other people.

The originally small compartment could barely accommodate eight people.

Harry also wanted to go together very much, and finally had no choice but to sit in the next compartment with Neville and the others.

"Dude, what are your plans for the summer vacation?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll go to Hawaii with my parents."

"Envy--" Fred said with regret, "I also want to invite you to our house."

"I know the address." Vincent tapped the suitcase with his fingertips, "I'll come to visit when I have time."

George gave him a meaningful smile in return.

All six little ones knew what this box represented.

Under questioning from Autumn and Marietta, Vincent gave the same answer he gave to his roommate.

"How fast is it?"

"I don't know that."

They couldn't ask any more questions until the train arrived.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were already many parents outside platform nine and three-quarters.

Eric is the most conspicuous among them, wearing sunglasses.

It’s such a hot summer, and I actually wear a windbreaker and a mask.

Not to mention wizards who can't understand it, even several Muggle parents can't understand it.

"Vincent and I are fake celebrities in the wizarding world, but we can't let others find out."

Yin Fulin gently held her forehead, "How on earth did you come up with this way of attracting attention in reverse?"

"Isn't this how celebrities go out?"

"That's because they want to attract the attention of reporters in disguise."

Eric suddenly realized that he took off his mask and took off his windbreaker.

Vincent, who was wearing sportswear, walked out of the platform and spotted the most conspicuous couple at a glance.

Hermione and Cho, who were walking alongside her, also spotted them.

"Quick, let me hug you, mom!"

Vincent's face was full of reluctance, "Go home, go home quickly!"

"Where's Gugu?"

He held up the suitcase and said, "Stay in there."

Eric nodded, turned and walked outside.

Vincent and Yin Fulin both followed him and left King's Cross Station with countless pairs of strange eyes.

Volume One:

Wayne from the Wizarding World

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