This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Hermione paid no attention to the teasing. ♦♦  ♦♦

"You're not worried about tomorrow, so what are you worried about?"

Vincent was struggling with a problem.

Should I do it alone, or should I organize some people to work together?

Even without the help of the back of his head, Quirrell wouldn't be as simple as he appears.

Even if the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor changes every year, he will always be interviewed by Dumbledore.

Vincent didn't dare to be careless when it came to these two people.

"Logically speaking, after Malfoy and the others were caught last week, the school would definitely intensify patrols on the fourth floor.

But the reality is that nothing has changed.

What do you think is the reason? "

Hermione became confused, "Yes, since the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor is in danger, why doesn't Professor Dumbledore do something?"

Vincent chuckled inwardly.

There is definitely danger, but if he becomes a spoiler, Dumbledore cannot sit idly by.

He stepped on the chair and hung a sandbag with a worried look on his face, "The same is true for the mysterious person who invaded Snape's classroom. The school basically didn't put much emphasis on precautions."

Hermione suddenly opened her eyes wide when she thought of the night outings over the past two days.

"Professor Dumbledore has long suspected that there is something wrong with the school!"

She looked at Vincent very excitedly, "There may be something the mysterious man needs in the corridor on the fourth floor.

But it's too dangerous there, so would you first invade Snape's office to find some potions? "

Vincent jumped down, "Filch patrols there every day, and many students know about Draco's declaration of challenge again."

"You mean, the mysterious man tomorrow night..."

He nodded candidly, "It's just a possibility."

Hermione, who looked nervous, was about to suggest telling the professors, but suddenly shook her head and rejected the idea.

If you catch the mysterious man, maybe you can get a lot of points?

As soon as the thought came up, she turned around and glared at him.

"You're actually setting a trap on me!"

Vincent spread his hands indifferently, "How many points do you think it will be?"

"It's fine if you don't deduct points!" Hermione came to the sandbag and kicked it.

He stretched out his hand to hold down the thrown sandbag, "Don't blame me, this is also a good opportunity to clear my suspicion."

"Aren't you afraid that he is a dark wizard?"

"So we can't be discovered by him."

She was stunned for a moment, "What should we do?"

"Do you know Batman?" Vincent smiled mysteriously.

Wayne, who owns a firearms store at home, although his financial resources are far less than those of Gotham's Wayne, he can be regarded as a low-end version in some aspects.

Have skills, equipment, and some proper disguise...

"That armor is too conspicuous." Hermione has never been interested in the comics that boys love to read.

Vincent's smile faltered.

Miss Granger, who knew Fat Blue, actually didn't know about Gotham's well-known evil nemesis.

The two men, who were not on the same channel, explained the situation to Fred and George that night.

"Don't think about it, the mysterious man is definitely Snape~"

"He is directing and acting himself~"

Vincent and Hermione both rolled their eyes.

Fred cleared his throat, "Okay, we admit we are all biased against him."

Without conclusive evidence, any groundless speculation is unreliable.

George smiled and changed the subject, "What are we pretending to be?"

"Any suggestions?"

"Founder of the academy?"

"Who's going to play Hufflepuff?"

"I won't do it."

After much discussion, only Vincent's suggestion was reliable.

"Wow, a superhero~"

George struck a pose that he thought was cool, "Some of the things Muggles have are actually pretty cool."

Only Hermione was dissatisfied with her image.

"Why am I a cat?"

"Fat Blue's true form is Doraemon."

She reluctantly accepted this reality.

Vincent wiped the evil smile from his face.

With the dye in hand, he didn't believe Quirrell could continue to pretend.

That's right, he doesn't plan to go it alone.

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Saturday morning.

Johnson from Sideswipe Broom Company is here.

The rogue rabbit he brought made Mag very satisfied.

The sharp and angular shape is worthy of almost a week of waiting.

Vincent on the Quidditch pitch took out two gold galleons from his pocket.

"Mr. Wayne is so sensible." Qiao Sen didn't mind the lack of money.

Originally, their company planned to repair it for free.

This kind of extremely talented little wizard might participate in the World Cup in the future.

When the time comes, the endorsement fee will have to be a friendly price.

His naughty little look made Vincent feel uncomfortable for a while.

"Mr. Wayne, I heard there is a tryout for you today?"

Mag looked away from the broom in his hand, "Qiao Sen, you can come and take a look."

While it's inappropriate to make a big show of it, it's still fine as long as it doesn't fly off the court.

She flicked her wand, "The magic I activated was released by Professor Dumbledore yesterday.

Anyone looking from the outside would not notice anything changing inside. "

Such high-end hidden magic, Vincent secretly kept it in mind.

"Please wait a moment, the trials will begin soon."

McGonagall handed the broom over, "If Harry comes, please tell him to wait."

"Okay, Professor."

While waiting, Vincent and Johnson both started chatting.

"What does the name of the rogue rabbit mean?"

"Well, don't be fooled by the fierce appearance of lions. In fact, they are all bad."

"Really?" Qiaosen was surprised. "I always thought that they were cruel animals living in groups."

"It is indeed cruel." Vincent did not continue.

He stood up and waved.

"Harry, this way!"

Harry walked over with a heavy heart.

"What's wrong?"

He looked at Qiaosen hesitantly.

"I'm going to the bathroom first, you guys chat."

When the other party walked away, he told what had just happened.

Not long after Vincent finished breakfast and left the hall, Draco came to the Gryffindor table arrogantly.

"As soon as he opened his mouth, he said that we were all cowards and afraid of death, and we didn't even dare to accept the invitation to duel."

"Did anyone agree?"

Harry's smile was very bitter, "Ron agreed, and Seamus also said he wanted to be his assistant."

"Are you embarrassed?"

"Yeah, Malfoy's words were very unpleasant, and I almost agreed just now."

Vincent was stunned.

Is this a case of love turning into hate because of failure to make friends?

As expected, no matter how much he interfered, what was supposed to happen would still happen.

Compared to the foul-mouthed golden-haired classmate, the red-haired classmate with many shortcomings is obviously more suitable for making friends.

Harry can find the bad things in Ron, and Ron can also see many advantages in Harry.

Although the process will be slow, the two people with complementary personalities are obviously more suitable.

"Friends..."

Vincent looked at Harry who was sighing, and always felt that tonight's night tour would not be as easy as usual.

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