This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The medieval-style Hogwarts Castle was designed by Rowena Ravenclaw, one of the greatest wizards of the time.

The one hundred and forty-two staircases that appear and disappear in the castle are all driven by powerful magic.

Even a simple portrait is a magical item that greatly retains his personality during his lifetime.

"The entire Hogwarts Castle is a completely magical castle."

Standing in front of the end of the corridor on the eighth floor, Percy had been speaking eloquently to the freshmen for ten minutes.

"Isn't he annoying?" George emerged from nowhere and patted Vincent on the shoulder. "He is more verbose than the fat lady in the painting."

"Um - isn't she the gatekeeper of our dormitory?"

Fred approached Vincent quietly, suddenly jumped up and lay on his back.

"Brother, why didn't you react?"

Vincent pointed to George, who had a smirk on his face, "One of the benefits of having a telepathic connection."

"George, I hate that we're twins!"

"Me too, Fred."

The smiling twins pushed Percy away.

"Dear brother, we are sleepy~"

They stood in front of the Fat Lady's portrait, smiling and saying the password: "Dragon Scum!"

"Hey!" Percy was angry when the new students lost their temper.

As a prefect of Gryffindor, how could he allow anyone to disturb his science education?

Look at the confused faces of the younger students in the school, even if they are biological brothers.

"Fred! George!"

Percy crawled through the big hole behind the Fat Lady's portrait, "I promise I'll write and tell mum!"

"Dragon scum." Vincent repeated the command before entering.

"Kid, you can go in."

The fat lady in the portrait stared at Neville who was following him with big eyes, "Password."

Neville's lips trembled as he thought it was unnecessary, "Dragon scum."

The fat lady then turned her attention to the next person.

"Dragons." Harry entered.

"Dragon Scum." Ron also went in.

The last of the first years to enter was Hermione.

Although she was the first to come here, she now clearly doesn't want to get too close to Vincent.

Social badass?

For such a terrible disease, it is better to let the thug get sick on his own.

But as soon as she entered the circular common room, she saw that this man's condition had worsened.

"Percy, they are your biological brothers——"

Vincent stopped Percy, who was holding a wooden cup, "Fred and George were just joking."

"No, Wayne." Percy glared fiercely at the twins who were making faces on the opposite side, "I know their characters too well, they have liked to do this kind of pranks since they were young.

Once, they even wanted to give Ginny a broomstick ride.

Merlin, she was only five years old at that time! "

"Okay, I actually think they can still be saved. Vincent said this, but moved his feet to the side.

"Prefect, I will support you mentally."

Percy, who couldn't help but smile, put down the cup he was holding, "Forget it, mom will teach them a lesson on my behalf."

"A little bit~" Fred and George, wagging their tongues, both walked towards the door on the side of the lounge.

Behind this door is the spiral staircase leading to the boys' dormitory.

Vincent and Percy walked over while chatting.

"I thought you were going to be hard to talk to, Wayne."

"Understood, it's all the Daily Prophet's fault."

"So your family can really get a fighter jet? My dad has always wanted to dismantle one and have a look."

"It shouldn't be a big problem."

Vincent thought of his old father's confident expression at that time, but did not dare to speak too thoroughly, "The main reason is that the price is high, and they are all very old antiques."

"It must be much more expensive than a car, right?" Percy suddenly trembled. "My father modified a car to fly before, and it almost emptied our family's coffers."

Flying cars, this is a treasure.

"Is it accomplished using a levitation spell?"

"Similar, but it doesn't need to be refueled."

Vincent smiled and stopped in front of his dormitory, "I really want to sit and watch."

"There's a chance." Percy turned and left.

By the end of this pleasant and interesting conversation, both parties had greatly improved impressions of each other.

Vincent is very talkative and can pick up almost any topic.

Percy is not an unkind person.

He is just a little conservative and often deliberately tries to act like a serious person.

This personality and temperament are very similar to those of the monitors in my previous life.

Vincent, who thought he could handle it, found his suitcase on the bed after entering the room.

He first gave a silent thumbs up to the house elves at Hogwarts, and then dug out his own set of pajamas with fat blue prints all over them.

Take a shower and sleep?

Impossible.

In the early hours of tonight, he will launch a great operation.

Before that, you have to recuperate your energy.

"Vincent, you went to take a shower so soon?" Neville looked surprised outside the dormitory.

"There is a Transfiguration class tomorrow morning."

"Wait a minute for me -" He was in the same dormitory and quickly ran in to get a set of pajamas.

"We are still roommates..."

"Isn't this bad?"

Vincent smiled and walked to the showers with Neville.

"Did you bring soap?"

"No, but I brought shower gel."

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Behind another door in the Gryffindor common room is the spiral staircase leading to the girls' dormitory.

There is a magic here, and as long as any boy enters, the stairs will turn into a smooth stone slide.

But on the other hand, girls can easily enter the boys' dormitory.

Some bold senior girls often go to their boyfriend's dormitory for dates.

Hermione, who was reviewing tomorrow's classes in her dormitory, gave each of her three roommates a pair of eye rolls.

Little girls should study hard and talk about these things all the time without seeing them dare to go directly and confess their feelings.

"Vincent has a good figure. I think if he took off his clothes, he would be full of muscles~"

"He must be very good at sports, right?"

"Absolutely, I think he should be a Quidditch Chaser."

Lavender, who has a bit of baby fat, has a different opinion: "He is so tall that when he holds his hand, others think he is taking care of a child."

The elder of the Patil twins, who is from India, nods matter-of-factly in agreement.

"The child is a bit too much, take your sister with you."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two little girls sitting next to the bed started to fight.

Witnessing this scene, Hermione had already taken out cotton from the dental care box and stuffed it into her ears.

If you have this time, you might as well review your lessons hard and try to score more points for Gryffindor House in tomorrow's Herbology class.

"Ah!" Vincent suddenly sneezed loudly in the shower room.

He turned off the faucet and wiped his hair with a towel.

"Ah-"

He had rarely been sick in his life, so he muttered about putting on his pajamas.

"It must be the little golden retriever who is talking bad about me..."

How about checking out some spots tonight and preparing a big one in a few days?

Vincent, who was lying in bed unable to sleep, finally waited for the early morning.

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