This Hogwarts isn't normal.

In the eyes of the Waynes, Vincent's report card with all "0"s couldn't be worse. ♦♦  ♦♦

"This is an 'o', round!"

Yin Fulin turned the report card over and over, "It seems to be true."

Outstanding is o, excellent;

Exceedsexpes is e, exceeding expectations;

Eptable is a, passing;

Poor is p, failing;

Dreadful is d, terrible;

Troll is t, troll.

"Can't you wizards be more normal?" Eric restarted the car.

Vincent put away the report card, "Wizards are not normal, it is difficult to understand with normal thinking."

"That's true." Yin Fulin picked up Gugu, who had gained at least three times more weight, "Little guy, you have had a good year."

"It is now the most distinguished owl in Hogwarts, with countless younger brothers."

Eric slightly accelerated the accelerator, "What about you, didn't you transfer the kid with the surname "evil" or "deformation"?"

"It's Malfoy, not French or abbreviated pronunciation."

"Malfoy" and "malformation" respectively represent the meaning of evil and deformity.

The surname Malfoy cannot be understood according to normal logic.

Eric eased off the accelerator a little, "Hearing you change the subject like that, this deformed evil boy must have been dealt a heavy blow."

"Pfft--" Yin Fulin was amused.

Dumbledore--Bumblebee--Bumblebee.

This surname, which gradually evolved from the 18th century, actually implies stupidity and laziness.

Wizards are indeed special.

After such a comparison, Wayne, a surname that refers to a truck in Old English, can hardly make a wave.

"He deserves it!"

Yin Fulin covered her mouth and chuckled, "I know, you are the nemesis of sin."

Vincent tilted his head, "No, no, no, I am now a supernova in the magic world."

Eric drove the car into Oxford Street, "Show off, it's just a Merlin Second Class Medal, I almost got the Victoria Cross before I retired."

"At least I have a medal."

"You--I have to take a good look at you to see if you are lazy after you get off the car! "

"I have a potion for enhancement. Don't try to bully me like you did when we were kids."

"Okay, remember not to run." Eric parked the car in front of Building 139.

Vincent opened the back door and slipped into the house like the wind.

You can't escape the first day.

After a green and healthy dinner, what was coming still came.

Even with the enhancement of the potion, he was still no match for Eric in fighting, which was superior to all the fighting in Hogwarts.

The consciousness trained on the battlefield and the rich combat experience of more than 20 years cannot be made up by stacking attributes.

Vincent lay on the lawn in the backyard, "Dad, how powerful would you be if you drank these things?"

Eric thought for a moment, "It should be comparable to Captain John McAleese, the captain of the blue team when I just entered the SAS period and retired this year."

"The legendary soldier who broadcast anti-terrorism on TV and served as the bodyguard of three prime ministers? "

"Yeah, he returned to SAS as a special consultant just two days after his retirement."

That is to say, there is still a gap of Eric between Vincent and the real big boss.

"Dad, let me show you something good--"

He ran to his room on the third floor and came down with a mithril briefcase.

Eric's face froze the moment he saw the super power.

According to his experience, the gun blade is not suitable for the battlefield, and it is barely OK for medium and short-range encounters.

"Dad, I am a wizard and I can do magic." Vincent took out a document.

There are five pages of paper with a good feel.

The first page is some basic data of the gun blade, and the second and third pages are related regulations and restrictions.

Starting from the fourth page, it is an evaluation of it.

"After the consistent research of the Department for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic and the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Muggle Objects, Vincent Wayne can legally use this alchemical item--"

Eric handed the paper to Yin Fulinse, who was full of curiosity, "Tell me the truth, how do you know Nicolas Flamel? "

Vincent roughly described what happened this school year.

Yin Fulin stuffed the paper back into the file bag, "No wonder people have seen him taking his wife to concerts in recent decades. It turns out that the legend of the Philosopher's Stone is true."

"I've touched it."

"How does it feel?"

"It's similar to the thing on Portobello Road."

She and Eric both felt very sorry.

Nico destroyed the Philosopher's Stone with his own hands, making it truly an item that only exists in legends.

But regrets are regrets, and they don't think there is anything wrong with this approach.

The things belong to others, and it's their business to do whatever they want.

On the contrary, the behavior of openly robbing and secretly stealing is the most unpopular.

Eric said with disdain: "In my place, I would just drain those pure-blood families. This person is even more suicidal than Ka Da Zuo."

The upper class persecutes the lower class, and the lower class fights against the upper class.

"I agree." Vincent nodded silently.

Yin Fulin suddenly came to him.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"The magic world is too dangerous. I really regret not bringing back the thing that broke my bones."

Eric also regretted it, "It's less than 400,000 pounds, it's completely free."

Vincent's eyelids twitched wildly, "Don't, my super-powerful gun was approved because it is an alchemical item."

"Can't you buy it back, dismantle it, and then use alchemy to rebuild it?"

Punishment, of course.

Wesley's family has a flying car. Although all the procedures are complete, it still violates the confidentiality law in principle.

Even if it can be 100% guaranteed that it will not be discovered by Muggles, this kind of flying vehicle is in a gray area.

Luckily, the application for the super-powerful gun was submitted during the previous crackdown period, otherwise there would be no way to get the documents in a short time.

"Well, it's really confidential." Eric gave up the idea of ​​going back to find a buyer, "Those UFOs are all masterpieces of wizards, right?"

"I think so." Vincent took out a big wooden box from his suitcase, "Dad, I can't use this for the time being."

"Keep it for now, you will need it one day."

The Vickers machine gun is much more complicated than the Browning. If you want it to be a second form with super power, you have to solve the problem of size first.

"You can hide so many things in your suitcase, can't you add this function?"

Yin Fulin's imagination amazed Vincent.

When changing forms, take out the mithril stored in the space of the traceless extension spell.

In this way, the volume is no longer a problem.

As long as there is enough mithril, you can stuff an aircraft carrier in.

Apply?

Apply for shit!

Nico can have a bunch of puppets, how can he, a junior apprentice, not have a face.

……

……