This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The basic principle of the Illusion Spell is to cover an object with a layer of liquid constructed from magic.

They completely refract light, achieving the so-called invisibility effect.

Of course Vincent didn't dare try it on himself.

He tapped his wand on the stone wall beside the stairs.

The liquid composed of magic power seeped in little by little.

Just when the twins thought they were going to succeed, the entire stone wall was shaking violently.

"Shet!"

Vincent immediately pulled them up and ran up.

After the "boom" sound, the twins swallowed subconsciously.

The two of them faced the cold wind blowing in from the hole below, and both stared blankly at the little wizard who shook his head in disappointment.

Miranda Gorshak, the author, never expected that a first-year wizard would secretly learn the Disguise Charm!

This stone wall died unjustly.

"Who-"

The terrifying roar from the bottom of the stairs scared the three of them and ran up as if they had lost their souls.

"Have you brought all your textbooks?"

"Huhu-bring-bring them all."

The three people who had escaped safely back to the common room were all panting to varying degrees.

Vincent, the fastest runner, no matter how good his physical condition is, he is still a little tired after a failed phantom spell and a small universe explosion.

Seeing him running faster and faster, Fred and George gritted their teeth and chased after him several times.

After such a comparison, they all discovered the benefits of excellent physical fitness.

The Owl Club must be held, and it must be held in a big way!

"The principal won't agree so quickly."

"Is there any chance we can urge him?"

"Don't!" Vincent looked a little nervous, "I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"Merlin, we all hope that the application can be approved as soon as possible..."

Fred and George both closed their eyes and made a wish.

"Continue tomorrow?"

"See you there or see you."

Filch, who was outside the dormitory door, followed Mrs. Lorris's guidance and came to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Did any students go in just now?"

"No."

With such a decisive reply, he had no choice but to go to the Ravenclaw dormitory on the other side.

"How to prove that something exists?"

Filch didn't answer the eagle knocker's question.

He leaned over and sniffed at the door.

"Which bad student is causing trouble..."

"It must be the twins!"

Since he is no longer in the dormitory, he is most likely hiding somewhere else.

The fourth floor, making noises in the east and attacking in the west, was what he immediately thought of.

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After taking a shower, Vincent returned to the dormitory and took a look at his three roommates.

Neville snored in his sleep.

James lay on the bed, his head buried under the pillow.

The remaining Alfred had cotton stuffed in his ears and slept in the most pleasing position.

He closed the door hard and opened the window when there was no response from the three of them.

"Gugu is coming -"

He raised his right hand high and waited for more than two minutes.

"The summoning spell is so amazing. It won't blow up anything even if it fails..."

While he was mumbling to himself, he didn't know that a ball of brown fur was flying towards him.

"Gugu is coming -"

After repeating it three or four times, Vincent was sure that this spell was very special to him.

As long as the reason is found, maybe the next time the spell fails, nothing will explode.

"Gugu——"

Hearing the noise, he looked out the window.

Before he could react, Gugu hit him on the head.

After bouncing away, it hit again.

Vincent, who squatted down with his head in his hands, denied the conclusion just now.

It wasn't that the summoning spell was too special, but it was successful the first time he used it.

He could only blame himself for being too impressed with Gugu who had smashed him five or six times in a row, and he also forgot about the key condition of weight.

"The Illusion Curse... I can't blow myself up, right?"

After eating the dried fish, Gugu swayed away and flew away.

You call it over in the middle of the night, but you still dare to use it for experiments?

It was cooing all the way and was definitely swearing in owl language.

Vincent, who felt he understood, glanced at Leif who jumped onto the window sill.

It subconsciously shook its head and jumped into Neville's arms at an extremely fast speed.

"Let's talk tomorrow."

Vincent could only go to bed obediently.

That night, he had another dream.

In the dream, Harry, who has grown up, holds a gun in both hands and shoots a large string of peanuts to the bald socket man.

"Ron! This thing is much easier to use than a wand!"

Harry's extremely frantic expression woke him up.

There is sunlight coming in outside the window.

The three roommates were still fast asleep.

Vincent shook his head and shook the dream out of his mind.

It was really terrible that the savior of the magical world would treat the returning Dark Lord like this.

Throughout the morning's Herbology class, he had been considering whether to give Harry two handfuls of small things for self-defense.

Even when he remembered that this dream originated from a spoof picture, he thought the spoof was very reasonable.

"What happened to you today?"

After class, Neville patted his arm and said, "Every time Professor Sprout asked a question just now, he looked at you first."

"Maybe he didn't sleep well."

James has been tilting his neck since he woke up, "Neville, do you know how noisy you are in your sleep?"

Alfred took out two balls of cotton from his school robe, "Do you want half of it?"

Vincent declined his offer.

"Yes, Neville, can you be quieter when you sleep?"

Neville, who was accused by the three, shrank his neck back, "I-I don't know how to be quieter."

"How about sealing your mouth?"

"Too cruel."

"I said stuffing cotton."

"Go away, this thing is stained with your earwax."

The four people came to the Charms classroom with laughter and chatter.

The smell is fresh, no odor at all.

After this class, there is only astronomy class in the evening today.

They are always the first to come, and saw Crabbe cleaning the classroom.

The two Vincents looked at each other from a distance.

"Wayne, don't be too happy too soon."

The one named Crabbe ran out in disgrace.

Wayne didn't care about this harsh remark.

Sometimes he felt that the two younger brothers of Master Malfoy were not very smart.

If these two pure-blood families are inbreeding, it is really very likely.

"My grandmother said that only the Gaunt family is like this here."

Neville shook his body subconsciously, "It has been like this for many years, and they are all crazy."

"Like Gormlaith Gaunt?"

"Yes."

Vincent thought of the witch recorded in "History of Magic" and shook his body.

This witch burned her sister and her family to death just because they often helped Muggle neighbors.

Even if the surviving niece was raised by her, she was determined not to let her go to Hogwarts, which accepts Muggle-borns.

Where there is oppression, there will be resistance.

Her niece who was not mentally ill ran away, and even took the ancestral wand with her.

When she learned that her niece founded Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the New World, she killed her immediately.

The result is unknown. Anyway, the wand that Gaunt inherited from Salazar Slytherin has been missing until now.

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