This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Vincent didn't know if Crabbe and Goyle had ever tried inbreeding, but their brain circuits were indeed not normal.

The reason why this man ran out in a hurry was to call the boss Malfoy over.

The four frowning little lions stared blankly at the three arrogant little snakes.

Is this a challenge?

"Saturday night, fourth floor trophy room."

Draco trailed off in a weird voice, put his hands on Vincent's desk and looked down at him.

"If you don't come, I will treat you as giving up."

It is true that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

The invitations to wizard duels were sent out again and again, and any fool knew there was a big problem.

Vincent stood up, and the little golden retriever took a step back.

"Pfft-" James laughed.

"Why are you laughing!" Draco leaned towards him.

"I thought of Leif."

Alfred next to him also laughed, "It refused to leave Neville's arms this morning. Do you think this is funny?"

Without Master Malfoy opening his mouth, Goyle had already put his hand over.

"Are you going to break school rules?"

Alfred also stood up.

Not to mention their numerical advantage, Vincent alone could throw everyone on the opposite side.

Also feeling confident is James, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes.

He narrowed his eyes and glared at Crabbe, reaching out and brushing his shoulder to show disdain.

The smell of gunpowder made Neville, the only person sitting, tremble.

If a fight breaks out later, should you hide aside first, or should you find the right opportunity to strike a few times?

"What are you doing!" Hermione walked in holding her textbook.

The victim's fair and tender face had just recovered, so he might have offended the thug again with his bad mouth.

"He came to issue a challenge." Vincent spread his hands, "Of course I refused."

Draco seemed to become more unscrupulous in the presence of outsiders.

He put his hands on the desk again and stood on tiptoe to barely match Vincent's height.

“Saturday night in the trophy room on the fourth floor.

I won't do it a third time. "

Even if it was said almost close to her nose, Hermione with her sharp ears could clearly hear it.

"I still say the same thing——"

Vincent raised his eyebrows, "I'll tell Filch."

Draco drawled as if holding his nose: "You are a coward, Wayne."

The tension between the two of them did not decrease because of Hermione, but on the contrary, it greatly increased the intensity.

"You're more disgusting than a warthog, Malfoy."

"Our ugly, stupid house elf is bolder than you, Wayne."

Draco grinned, "Don't think that because you've been in the newspaper headlines a few times, I can't do anything to you.

Just wait, my dad will take care of the other school directors soon! "

He tilted his head and looked at Hermione with disdain, "And you big dog, you and Wayne should get out of Hogwarts together!"

Not to mention that Vincent couldn't bear it anymore, Hermione's remaining trace of pity disappeared.

After careful comparison, she found that the golden retriever classmate with a bad mouth was indeed more annoying.

Vincent tilted his head back slightly: "Malfoy, it's not your father's turn to make the decision at Hogwarts, right?"

"What's so great about Hogwarts!" Draco leaned his face closer.

"It even recruits people from low-level backgrounds. I don't look down on this school that teaches shabby defense at all.

My father is very familiar with the headmaster of Durmstrang. If my mother didn't want me to go to school too far away, a Muggle-born wizard like you would have no chance of standing in front of me. "

Vincent simply sat down with a look of disgust on his face.

Under the gaze of several pairs of puzzled eyes, he lazily supported the side of his face with one hand.

These emotionless blue eyes stabbed Draco deeply like sharp knives.

No matter how much I said it, it had no effect at all.

"Wayne!" He slammed the desk and leaned over to glare at Vincent, "You're not afraid, are you?

What about them? "

Just as he was about to point at Neville's white and tender little hand, a big hand pinched him and made him unable to move.

"Without your father, what do you have left?"

Vincent let go of his hand, "This is not Durmstrang, this is Hogwarts.

A school that does not value family background or talent, and where no one can bend its will. "

"Bah bang bang -" applause sounded from outside the classroom door.

Flitwick came over applauding.

"That's very well said, Mr. Wayne."

He stood behind Draco with a kind smile, "The attitude of Hogwarts has not changed in the past thousand years, and it is unlikely that it will change in the future."

Although he was very unconvinced, Draco straightened up and walked aside.

In terms of influence in the school alone, Malfoy today cannot dominate the world with one hand.

You have to endure this tone even if you can't bear it.

The three figures strutting towards the desks on the other side of the aisle were enough to prove that the matter was not over.

"Are you okay?"

Vincent smiled and said, "Very good, Professor."

Flitwick nodded and walked to the podium.

Gryffindor and Slytherin didn't like each other for a day or two. He was already used to this little trouble.

He stepped on a pile of books and waited patiently for the students to enter the classroom one after another.

Draco certainly wasn't completely quiet during this time.

Every time Vincent glanced over inadvertently, he grinned sinisterly and mouthed some unpleasant words.

For example, a very convoluted, muddy word.

He didn't know what it meant. When he saw Harry and Ron walking into the classroom, he concentrated on the second Charms lesson.

With theoretical knowledge in hand, Flitwick mainly talked about the types of spells today.

Enchantment: Does not fundamentally change the target, but increases or changes attributes.

Jinx: Produces annoying but interesting non-lethal effects.

Poison spell: It has the connotation of black magic and has a certain degree of fatal effect.

Curse: has the worst and most terrible effects, almost entirely in the category of black magic.

Things like the Levitation Curse and the Disillusionment Curse all belong to the category of magic spells that change attributes.

Most of the Hogwarts textbooks contain spells that are not fatal.

The lowest threshold for a jinx is a stun spell.

Although strictly speaking, it should actually be classified as a curse.

Poison spells and curses are all outside the textbooks.

"In addition to the above four categories, there are three other spells that can be classified into one category."

Seeing Vincent raising his right hand excitedly, Flitwick nodded and agreed with him to stand up and speak.

"Professor, they are unforgivable curses that are strictly prohibited by the wizarding world. Once used, they will spend the rest of their lives in Azkaban."

"Correct answer, two points from Gryffindor."

Flitwick was about to test whether he knew which three they were, but saw that the other party had already sat down.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to avoid the topic.

"Charms class does not teach lethal spells. It is the Defense Against the Dark Arts course that teaches you how to resist those."

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