This Hogwarts isn't normal.

As a member of the noble and elegant Malfoy family, the compartment where Draco sat was naturally extraordinary.

The prefect definitely doesn't have a role, the student council president doesn't even think about it, and the professor doesn't even have to think about it.

It’s still the “d” from last year, and it’s still the three from last year.

As the Hogwarts Express departed, Vincent opened the compartment door very roughly.

"Wayne!" Draco jumped out of his seat immediately, "What are you doing here!"

"Am I not welcome?"

"I'm telling you, I'm not someone to be bullied!"

Fred and George walked in with heavy steps, "Malfoy, take care of your little brother!"

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, then glared angrily at Hermione outside.

"Draco, it was Tartarus who called them here. Just now we-"

Vincent closed the compartment door impatiently.

Exactly three against three.

Fred went up and swung his scorpion tail, knocking Crabbe to the ground.

George's bull rush pushed Gower into the corner of the carriage.

Vincent smiled and sat on the seat opposite Draco, "I heard you have ideas for my Gwent card?"

"Who told you!" Draco vowed to find out the little traitor.

"Oh, it turns out it really is."

His face turned dark when he realized that he had been deceived, "Wayne, what happened?

Ours is not called Gwent, it is completely different from yours! "

Vincent looked at Fred and George, who were "fierce" in combat, "That's right, the Hogwarts Express is not yours."

"What do you want?" Draco's heart was beating fast, "I tell you, the prefect is right in front of you——"

"Shh-keep it down, I don't know if she will cover for us."

"who?"

"You asked knowingly."

Hermione, who was outside the compartment, had already run to the front and shouted that Leif was missing the moment the door closed.

The student council presidents and prefects were very happy to help, and a new professor who had just joined the job was especially willing.

"Professor, I've seen this before." Hermione lowered her head, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

"Well, let's go somewhere else-"

"Bang-bang bang-"

Lockhart turned around in confusion, "Did something happen inside?"

"No, absolutely not!" Hermione mustered up the courage to raise her head and block the door of cubicle D.

"The people inside are--exercising! Yes, they are exercising!"

The doubtful Lockhart was pushed forward by her.

"Students today are very active. When I was in school, they were all very naughty."

"Ah - yes, yes, they are the most active students in the school."

5 minutes later.

A refreshed Fred and George walked out first.

"Don't mess with Ginny, we'll go crazy!"

Crabbe and Goyle, who were lying on the ground, moved their lips slightly, but no sound came out.

They dared not speak out in anger, but Draco was different.

"Wayne, don't be too proud!" He clutched his stomach and curled up on the ground like a shrimp.

"There is a price to pay for plagiarism." Vincent stood up from a half-crouched position, "The same applies to borrowing."

Draco's eyes were filled with resentment.

His fair little face was indeed uninjured, but his little body was about to fall apart.

He held his head and beat him, a proper incident of school violence.

He wants to tell his school manager father!

"We're leaving." Vincent closed the door.

"They are so bullying!" Goyle covered his purple right eye, "Draco, we have to get this place back!"

Crabbe covered his left eye socket, "Quick, we have to go out to find the prefects!"

"Fuck you!" Draco's face twisted, "Big Teeth must have chased them away just now."

"Then let's just forget it?"

"I'm not done with them!" He gritted his teeth and stood up, "Medal of the Order of Merlin? Medal of Honor of the Magic Congress? Just a tattered medal!"

"What are we going to do?"

"Gather for a meeting!"

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Compartment No. W.

After Percy and Marcus went in "talking and laughing", they found Gugu sharing the cookies with Leif.

"Longbottom, have you found your pet?"

Neville shook his little head blankly, "No - no, Leif has always been here with me."

"Humph!" How could Marcus not know that he had been deceived.

If his family hadn't told him to be polite, he would have kicked Hermione away.

"Flint, do you have any objections?" Percy glared at him, "Granger is the recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class. Do you dare to touch her?"

"Yeah, I don't dare." Marcus turned around and walked out.

He met Lockhart head-on, followed by Hermione.

"Oh, no need to look for it."

He glanced contemptuously at the cubicle next to him, "Granger, I advise you not to get too carried away, even if you get-"

"Shut up, Flint!" Percy stood in front of him angrily, "I'm also a prefect. I don't think she did anything wrong."

Lockhart turned around in confusion and found Hermione with her little head lowered.

Merlin, she must be repenting!

"Granger, as Weasley said, you did nothing wrong."

Hermione lowered her little head, "Well -"

"People will make many mistakes in life, as long as we correct them in time."

"Um--"

Marcus reached out and pushed Percy away, "Get out of the way, Weasley."

The first push didn't push it, the second push took a little more force and pushed half a step.

"Humph!" He returned with a cold face.

Lockhart seemed not to notice the two of them, and kept talking to Hermione.

"Granger, I hope you will keep this in mind."

"I-I will, Professor."

"I'm going back first, see you at school."

"Well, see you at school."

Lockhart walked away for a minute or two when Hermione looked up very suddenly.

She was the only one in the entire aisle.

She shook her head vigorously, as if to cool down her hot little face.

"What about them?"

"Who?" Neville stared blankly at the compartment door that was opened.

"Vincent!"

"I don't know."

Hermione thought for a moment and trotted forward.

She knew Vincent didn't like Lockhart and might have hid after seeing him.

Compartment number j.

Seeing Ginny's forced smile, both Fred and George wanted to go back and beat her up again.

"The days are still long." Vincent stood up uncomfortably, "I'm going to see if they've left."

Sitting next to Ginny was also a new girl.

Her slightly convex silver eyes never moved away from Vincent.

"Thanks Merlin, they are finally gone!"

She didn't look back until they were long gone.

"Luna? Luna!" Ginny, who was already in a bad mood, became even more depressed.

She was scolded as a poor girl all the time, but her new friends suddenly ignored her.

Low self-esteem, extremely low self-esteem.

She felt like an ugly duckling in front of many people she knew.

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