This Hogwarts isn't normal.

As soon as the sorting ceremony was over, Snape walked into the hall with an unprecedented smile.

Dumbledore probably didn't tell him the whole plan.

Vincent, who was enjoying dinner, thought so.

"He will be very disappointed." Neville next to him suddenly said.

The students around him all looked at him with horror.

"Merlin's big pants!" James loosened his fork, "You actually figured it out?"

At this moment, Neville felt the malice in their eyes,

"Yes--sure, we all know what happened, it would be strange if we can't figure it out?"

James was speechless when he was asked back.

It is well known that Harry has some small privileges.

It is impossible to expel Vincent.

Ron also has an aura this semester, but now there is not even a little bit left.

Neville looks ordinary, but he knows the difference between himself and the two of them.

"I admire you even more." James put his hand on Vincent's shoulder, "If I had half of your ability, I would be at least more arrogant than Malfoy."

"Can you please stop talking about this guy?" Vincent said with disgust: "You've made me lose my appetite."

Their voices were not loud, but Draco could hear them across a long table.

After Dumbledore and McGonagall followed Snape out of the hall,

he suddenly said in a sharp voice,

"Potter and Weasley are finished, let's go to the activity room to celebrate later!"

"Okay!" Crabbe and Goyle, who had a keen eye, immediately echoed loudly.

Vincent glanced at them,

"Nothing new, they are just playing with what we have left."

The cheers from Slytherin were loud, but Draco could hear this sentence clearly.

"Blaise, did you hear that?"

"No."

He shook his little head, trying to drive away the intrusive voice.

"It's fine if he doesn't talk, but I feel sick when he opens his mouth--

His background is just like that, who would know him outside the Atlantic--

There's more than one school director, Fudge is still waiting to harvest their family--"

Draco's face became uglier and uglier, and he was already showing signs of collapse.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Get out of here!" He pushed Goyle away roughly.

Crabbe looked in the direction of his resentful gaze.

No wonder he was in a bad mood, it turned out that Vincent made a mouth shape at him.

"Draco, can you understand what he's saying?"

"He's talking right next to my ear!"

Not only Crabbe and Goyle, but Blaise and Pansy were also frightened.

"I don't know what he does, but his voice just appears next to my ear."

What's wrong with cursing behind someone's back? You can't hear anything anyway. Bar Book 69 New

Vincent was amazing. He used simple wandless casting techniques to transmit the sound into Draco's ears.

"Stop the curse--" Marcus held the wand in his hand and

pointed at his two ears.

The world was quiet in an instant.

Draco raised his chin high and watched Vincent turn around with a bored face.

"Damn Wayne, he dared to kill time with me!"

Blaise grinned, "He won't be happy for too long, our family is almost ready."

"Damn Gwent!" Pansy's face was also grim, "Wayne just waits for no sales and loses all the hard-earned gold galleons!"

Daphne said a few words casually, then lowered her head and continued to eat.

Emotionally, she is biased towards her friends.

But her reason told her that even if she beat Vincent, it would be meaningless.

No matter how many gold galleons she earned, it would not hit the halo above his head.

If she wants to target him as blatantly as last semester, it will undoubtedly require more powerful means.

As for completely destroying it, it is probably impossible in a short time.

When Dumbledore came back, she had decided to stand aside this school year.

"Ahem--" Dumbledore cleared his throat and looked at Lockhart, who was smiling charmingly, under the gaze of the students.

"I believe everyone already knows.

That's right, Gilderoy Lockhart is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

The hall was instantly drowned in the cheers of the girls.

Vincent had a more intuitive feeling of Lockhart's popularity.

Just the Gryffindor girls who were usually carefree, now all blushed and shyly applauded, which was enough to be terrifying.

"Don't you envy him?"

"He's level three and I'm level two." He shrugged at Neville, "If he's envious, he should envy me."

"What you said makes a lot of sense." Neville shrank his neck back,

"But,

I always feel that he will cause public outrage."

Vincent's eyes wandered on the boys' faces.

Each of them was unhappy in their own way, and each of them was fierce in their own way.

Snape came in at this time.

His face, which was so gloomy that it was about to drip with water, turned to the long staff table.

Seeing Lockhart enjoying the cheers and applause, he became even more gloomy than before.

Expel Harry and Ron?

The headmaster said that the matter would be decided by the dean.

Who is the headmaster of Lion House? It is McGonagall, who seems to be impartial but actually favors her own family like him.

She is also the deputy headmaster, so what is the result?

Snape ignored Lockhart who greeted him and just sat down by himself.

"Quiet--" Dumbledore shouted several times before slightly extinguishing the girls' enthusiasm.

"Actually, there are two things I haven't said yet."

After making a little joke, he turned his attention to the Gryffindor table, "According to a certain professor who did not want to be named, the castle seems to be quite lively at night."

"We didn't!" the twins immediately denied loudly.

"So that's it." Dumbledore nodded slightly towards McGonagall who walked in. "The professor said that he would come out to patrol from time to time at night."

He looked at Vincent specifically, as if hinting at something.

"One last thing -"

His blue eyes moved towards the ceiling filled with stars.

"If you miss the Hogwarts Express, I hope you will not take matters into your own hands and suffer some irreversible consequences."

Vincent rolled his eyes on the spot.

Just as he thought, Dumbledore had no intention of telling the truth.

He didn't tell the students, so Harry probably didn't know much.

At best, he was thinking about the relationship between wizards and elves.

If things were worse, Dumbledore would not be able to escape the blame if anything happened to the students.

"Alas -" Vincent sighed and sang the school song with everyone.

This time he didn't use a special tune, he just followed the crowd and opened his mouth to hum.

"Everyone, let's go to bed early!"

Not long after Dumbledore left, Percy took the first years back to the dormitory.

"The password changes every day. You can see it on the bulletin board in the common room."

His voice became louder and he shouted to the senior students behind him: "Today's password is 'Bee-Eater', don't forget it!"

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