This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The gentlemanly manners of the Great Ying Empire are not applicable in the magic world.

The difference between male and female wizards is really only physiological.

Although Vincent looked beaten badly, he always stood straight.

As he was beaten, Hermione began to wonder.

Even after this, he was still like nothing happened?

Could it be that he made a wrong judgment again?

But to be honest, these eight-pack abs are really hard.

Her little fist was red with pain.

And Vincent, who didn't know why, actually knew that things would develop like this.

Until just now, he couldn't understand why Miss Granger, who didn't fit in, had a prejudice against him.

Now he knows.

Anyway, her little fist is soft, so let her vent.

With a retired special forces father, basically no one can beat him in Hogwarts where people don't exercise.

"George, why don't you think he hides?"

"Maybe he has this weird hobby~"

Hermione blushed and put away her fists, glaring at the twins who were making fun of her again.

"Dude, let's leave first~"

Vincent smiled back at them who had sneaked into the dormitory.

"This is the benefit of keeping exercising,"

He thought about it and didn't unbutton his shirt.

"Sorry, I broke the rules." Hermione apologized sincerely.

He shook his head, "It's okay, just be more careful next time."

The facts were in front of them, and the little lions all understood that the little fists just now were basically harmless and insulting.

Vincent is still the same Vincent, and even the impression he left on people has become more profound.

This appearance,

This temper,

This personality,

He is simply the schoolboy of Gryffindor!

When Hermione walked away, Vincent still smiled approachable.

"Who's next?"

"Me!"

Percy, who had been watching the show silently for a long time, came over.

At first, he thought there was some conflict between the two first-year students.

If it weren't for Ron and Harry's explanation, the prefect would definitely handle it in a fair and impartial manner.

"Wayne, although I don't approve of fighting, I also want to experience the Muggle duel."

Percy took off his school robe with the prefect badge and folded it neatly on the back of a nearby chair.

"For the sake of these two days, I can ignore what you did today."

Vincent, who was "illegally holding classes", strictly speaking, did not violate school rules.

It was all voluntary, so Percy turned a blind eye.

But the words he said gave people an indescribable discomfort.

"Including what's next?"

"Yes."

Vincent didn't think there was anything wrong.

Compared with those monitors in his previous life, Percy was already very humane.

He just didn't know how to talk, and he always treated himself as a serious person.

"Start."

Percy, who was standing on the protective mat, just leaned over, and Vincent's right hand was already on his arm.

"You want to--" In the state of weightlessness, he stared blankly at the ceiling of the common room.

"What?"

"Pah", the second half of the sentence came out.

"Thank you for your cooperation, class leader." Vincent half-knelt in front of him and stretched out his hand.

"No--you're welcome." Percy suddenly realized something.

If it was a Muggle, it would not be difficult to solve it with magic.

But against wizards who can also fight, this is a definite advantage.

"Wayne, I signed up for your class."

Vincent seemed a little surprised, "But I originally planned to..."

"The school can allow students to organize clubs."

Percy held his hand and stood up, "Although the process will be a bit troublesome, I will let the professors approve it as soon as possible."

"Actually, I don't want to..."

"Wayne, it would be hypocritical to be more modest."

He patted Vincent's shoulder as if to comfort him, "You must continue to hold this kind of activity that greatly improves the physical fitness of students."

Cheer for the future position of the male student union president of the class leader!

Vincent, who has not yet seen through this, nodded.

Apart from his low EQ, Percy is actually quite good in a sense.

At least he had filled out all the forms before dinner started.

President: Vincent Wayne.

Vice President: Percy Weasley.

If the list of members and the name of the club had not been filled out, Vincent would have thought Percy was the president.

At this moment, he finally understood why the twins and Ron were a little reluctant to associate with this man.

The opportunist Percy dipped his quill in ink, "What name do you think is suitable, Vincent?"

Vincent, sitting in a chair, shook his head, "I don't know what to do--"

The chubby Gugu suddenly appeared on the windowsill.

It raised its little head proudly, clearly asking him to open the window quickly.

"Owl--"

"Owl Court."

The pen tip moved to the name column of the form.

"Does this have any special meaning?"

"No." Vincent stood up, "I just suddenly thought of this name."

Under the gaze of the little lions, he opened the window and brought Gugu in.

"The club's emblem, use it as a template."

A fat, round owl...

Having achieved his goal, Percy wrote the words "Court of Owls" with a stroke of his pen.

"Of course, President Wayne."

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Early morning.

"So, you just let him fool you?"

"It probably doesn't count."

"Brother, we all know the character of that good brother very well.

Do you know what books he often reads? "

"have no idea."

"Fudge's bullshit books."

The twins punctured Vincent's last fantasy.

It doesn't matter if the club is ineffective, but once the Gryffindor students can improve significantly, half of this honor will be taken away.

"Just half. Anyway, without Percy taking care of everything, the application materials for the Court of Owls wouldn't have gone to the principal's office tonight."

Fred sighed quietly, "Brother, you have to be careful next time."

George next to him said with deep approval: "Percy is the kind of person who will keep looking for opportunities in you once he tastes the sweetness."

Ron said more or less the same thing at dinner.

"Okay, I'll be careful about him."

Vincent nodded seriously and realized that he still underestimated this Hogwarts.

Draco's beating if he didn't accept it was just a small trick at best.

Hermione was a girl after all, and the worst she could do was expose his little secret about night walks.

And Percy, who is intoxicated in power calculations, is completely different from the two above.

"He's plotting against me, so I'll plot against him too."

"What's the plan?" The twins were stunned at first, and then they both laughed in understanding.

Prefects can not only deduct points from other students, but also put them in solitary confinement.

The only students who check him are the prefects and the student council president.

"I heard that Slytherin has won the House Cup six years in a row."

Vincent also laughed evilly: "How about we this year..."

"Hey hey~"

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