This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Vincent didn't know if there were any Hogwarts students around here.

He only knew that with such a pair of lively people around, Gryffindor would never be as dull as Slytherin.

When the three returned to the castle, it was just lunch time.

They planned to use the afternoon time for research and development.

The location was in the secret passage with enough space.

But after more than half an hour, they all regretted choosing such a broken place.

Vincent covered his nose and crawled out of the secret passage.

The twins who followed closely behind him immediately covered the passage with large mirrors after coming out.

The thick smoke chasing them vaguely emerged from the gap.

"Ahem - we can't come to this place anymore."

"We must find a ventilated place."

"Astronomy Tower?"

"No, it's too high-profile."

There are many secret places in the entire Hogwarts Castle.

But these places are not well ventilated.

"Forbidden Forest?"

"Hagrid will come over when he sees the smoke."

After a long discussion, the three frowning people finally chose to go to the Astronomy Tower for research and development at night.

It was pitch black, so they just had to keep an eye on the Marauder's Map.

But Vincent forgot one thing.

Saturday night, Trophy Room...

11pm.

A fluffy brown head popped out of the Gryffindor girls' dormitory.

She first looked around the common room with a lantern, and only dared to push the door open when she found no one.

A thug came back from the Trophy Room yesterday, and he must have thought about going there first to wait for a while before having a "brutal" wizard duel.

So in order to stop this guy, she changed into clothes suitable for running.

She took a step quietly, and then suddenly took it back.

It took more than half an hour just to move to the dormitory door.

"Calm down, everyone is asleep now..."

Hermione, who was comforting herself, bent down and slowly moved from the hole to behind the portrait of the Fat Lady.

With shaking hands, she pulled the portrait open little by little.

The corridor outside was very quiet, and there was no one there at all.

"All you can do is walk out of the dormitory to the fourth floor..."

She walked out and gently closed the portrait, and suddenly found to her horror that the fat lady inside was not there either.

In the middle of the night, the gatekeeper ran to visit.

Hermione had no choice.

She could only go to the fourth floor to catch the two, or four bad students who might have already started a duel.

One assistant for each person?

Vincent can definitely take on three!

With a nervous mood, she finally arrived at the fourth floor near dawn.

To the right, it was a restricted area.

To the left, it was the destination.

Hermione carefully arrived outside the trophy display room and was surprised to find that there were only three figures inside.

Draco, who was in the middle with an impatient look on his face, seemed to have been waiting here for a long time.

A few minutes later, a very low curse was heard.

"Damn Wayne! How dare he stand me up!"

Hermione, who was clinging to the wall at the corner outside, heard it clearly.

Didn't come?

Impossible!

In her imagination, he wouldn't stand me up if he could wait in advance.

Maybe he was hiding somewhere nearby, secretly observing the three victims' every move.

When their patience ran out and they were ready to go back to the dormitory...

The scene was so bloody that she felt a chill down her spine just thinking about it.

More than two minutes later, Draco suddenly trembled slightly.

He was angry.

No one had ever dared to do this to him.

Whether Vincent was the only one or not, he was definitely the first.

"Wayne..."

Hermione frowned when he heard his resentful mumbling.

This pampered young master seemed to want to prove something through Vincent.

They both had blond hair, and their looks were evenly matched when they shut their mouths.

But in terms of physical fitness and study, they were completely beaten.

Young Master Malfoy, who was born in a noble family, absolutely could not tolerate a Muggle-born wizard being better than himself, so he repeatedly came to cause trouble.

If Vincent was more mediocre, maybe this target would be changed to herself.

Hermione, who saw the true nature, no longer sympathized with Draco who was still cursing inside.

"Let's go!"

"Won't you wait a little longer?"

"Just find a chance later."

Draco was furious as he strode out of the trophy display room.

This move was obviously his first thought.

"Bang--"

Goyle accidentally kicked down a trophy when he walked out.

"Who is it!"

Filch's roar came from behind Hermione.

The heavy footsteps made Draco swing his hand and hit Goyle on the forehead.

"Idiot, hurry up!"

Hermione quickly extinguished the lantern and just stood up, but turned back to see Mrs. Norris under Filch's light.

It was very agile and reached the corner where she was in two or three seconds.

If you go forward, you will be blamed.

If you go backward, you will be dead.

"I saw you, little bastard!"

Mrs. Loris stopped, she must have found something unusual.

After a year, he finally caught the students who were wandering at night.

"Da Da Da Da——"

A series of rapid metal collisions came from behind him.

This sound sounded like someone running in armor.

"Another one!" Filch turned around excitedly and was so shocked that he almost dropped the lantern.

There was a whole row of knight armors shining with silver on the fourth floor.

Except that they sometimes moved inexplicably, there was nothing to be afraid of.

But the armor in front of him was faster than a normal person.

The most important thing was that its helmet fell off, and the inside was so empty that it was frightening.

Filch dared to swear on his 20-year career that there was definitely something wrong with this armor that was running faster and faster!

20 meters,

10 meters.

He stretched his legs to block the other party in the middle of the corridor, trying to stop the other party from running forward.

However, the armor that was close at hand kicked the wall with its feet and turned over his head.

After landing steadily, it rushed to the corner at a faster speed.

"Damn it!"

Filch cursed and kicked his legs to chase after it.

"Meow--" Mrs. Norris ignored the figure in front of her and walked around the corner in fear.

Hermione covered her mouth tightly, and only dared to let go and breathe after the knight armor and Filch ran over one after another.

Compared with the Squib Manager, this headless armor was obviously more oppressive.

She didn't know if this was normal, she only knew that she was saved now.

After turning on the lantern in a hurry, she ran back along the way she came.

The noise in the corridor on the left was really too loud.

Master Malfoy and his two younger brothers seemed to be frightened by this scene.

"Don't come over--"

"So it's you three little bastards--"

It seems that Filch has successfully caught them.

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