This Hogwarts isn't normal.

It was two o'clock in the morning.

Harry and Ron finished detention, but were stumped by the password.

The Fat Lady's expression was quite unfriendly, "Without the password, you can find another way to get in!"

Flying broom? Or flying car?

Both of them understood what she meant.

They were thankful that they were not expelled or deducted points.

Want to get in?

It depends on your ability.

Just when the two were racking their brains to think of a solution, the dormitory door behind the Fat Lady was suddenly opened from the inside.

"Bang bang bang——" Colorful fireworks exploded above their heads.

"Surprised?" Fred and George squeezed at the entrance of the cave, each holding a pile of hard-to-pull fireworks in their hands.

Hermione, who was standing behind them, was very angry.

"You are praising them in disguise!"

"Relax~" George pulled a firework towards her, "Look, isn't this much more refreshing?"

She waved and slapped away the small group of fireworks that exploded, "Don't forget why we came out."

"I know, Miss Nagging~" Fred smiled and hugged Harry and Ron.

"Ah - whatever you want." Hermione turned and walked into the common room.

It was less than two minutes after she left, and the banners had been hung inside.

"Welcome Potter and Weasley to their glorious return?"

Her lips were trembling slightly.

Because except for Vincent who was quietly reading the notebook,

everyone had lost their seriousness just now.

"Why didn't you stop them?"

Vincent turned the next page, "I thought you were used to the atmosphere here."

"You are more worried than anyone else when something goes wrong, and happier than anyone else when nothing goes wrong?"

"Correct answer." He closed the notebook,

"Unfortunately, I'm not a professor, so I can't give you extra points."

Hermione looked at the half-black and white cover and the reverse half-black and white magic rune in confusion.

Compared to his jokes, she was more interested in the contents of the notebook.

"Want to see it?"

She nodded slightly, then shook her head decisively.

"Ask me when you really want to see it." Vincent put the notebook away.

Hermione felt a flash of regret.

"Is it something shameful?"

"Yes, children can't see it."

If it weren't for the smirk on his face, she would have almost believed it.

"Are you angry?"

"No."

Vincent stood up, walked around her and clapped with everyone.

"Harry, Ron - welcome back!"

Hermione stopped pouting and clapped like him.

When you are different from the people around you, then you are the only one who is different.

Before you have the ability to completely change the environment, you don't want to be regarded as an alien, so you have to try to blend in.

The welcome party lasted for almost half an hour.

Before Percy drove people away, Vincent had quietly returned to the dormitory.

"When did he disappear?"

"When you threw Harry and Ron up."

The disappointment on Fred and George's faces did not last long.

"See you tomorrow~"

"See you tomorrow." Hermione walked into the girls' dormitory as if relieved.

Although she was very resistant to this, this was a new beginning.

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The next day, at breakfast

Hermione was reading a book while drinking porridge.

Neville next to her accidentally glanced at him and subconsciously shrank his neck back.

Vincent leaned over to look over.

"Traveling on a Ship with Vampires"...

He calmly drank a sip of milk to calm his nerves.

"The postman is here!" Neville straightened up instantly,

looking expectantly at the flock of owls flying in.

"My grandma will definitely send the things I forgot to bring."

The expressions of Vincent and his two roommates were very unnatural.

Forget about the textbooks, he didn't even bring his underwear.

Neville even described what it felt like last night in a serious manner.

James and Alfred on the other side of Vincent joked:

"Merlin bless you, you will definitely get new big pants.

I hope there will be more, so that you can wear new ones every day."

"I was careless--" Neville shrank his neck again, "At least I didn't forget--"

"Pah", a bulging big package hit him on the forehead.

"Pah" again, a gray owl hit Ron's milk jug opposite.

Harry, who was sitting next to him, suffered.

Not only was he splashed with milk, but the wet feathers also stuck to his eyes.

"Oh, no--" Ron quickly fished Errol out.

It collapsed on the long table with its legs stretched straight.

Hermione closed the book, stretched out her little hand and poked it gently, "It's okay, it's still alive."

"That's not the problem!" Ron trembled and pointed to the red envelope in Errol's mouth.

Neville hugged the package tightly, his expression was even more frightened than his.

"What's the matter?" Harry pushed aside the feathers that blocked his view.

Ron said weakly, "She - my mother sent me a Howler."

"You'd better open it, Ron." Neville moved back uneasily, "It would be worse if you didn't open it.

My grandmother sent me one once, and I ignored it, and the result -"

He took a breath, "It was terrible, I still can't forget it."

Harry wiped his face, "What is a Howler?"

"Oh - you don't want to know." Alfred quickly took out his wand and turned himself into an earmuff.

James follows suit,

I put it on almost at the same time as him.

"Open it quickly -" Neville urged Ron,

"I remember only a few minutes."

When Ron shakily took down the envelope from Errol's mouth, Vincent had already used a wandless spell to seal his ears.

But the letter slipped from the hand, and even turned into a big mouth and tore the envelope.

Vincent could hear a particularly loud noise.

He looked at the dust falling from the ceiling and falling into the half-eaten porridge in front of him.

Howler letters are so terrifying!

“How dare you steal your dad’s car!

Ron Weasley! If you are expelled from school, you must not want to know what I will do to you! "

Not only the Gryffindor table, but also the plates and spoons on other tables were rattling.

The echo from the stone walls of the auditorium was even more deafening.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on Ron's face.

Blushing, he tried to grab the shouting letter floating in front of him.

"Your father was so ashamed that he almost died when he received Dumbledore's letter last night.

We worked hard to bring you up, but we never thought you would do something like this. You and Harry almost lost their lives..."

Harry stood up now.

But no matter how hard they try, the roaring letter can be avoided.

“It’s your fault that your father has no hope of promotion!

If you don't behave yourself again, we will take you back right away! "

The roaring stopped, but the sound was still buzzing in their ears.

The mouth that the roaring letter turned into closed, rolled up into a ball, and burned automatically.

"Pfft-hahahahaha-" The Slytherin table burst into laughter.

Draco smiled the most exaggeratedly.

Not only was he grinning widely, he was even a little out of breath.

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