This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Today's Owl Court Club is very lively.

There is nothing more pleasant than enjoying a sumptuous meal while watching the fierce battles in the ring.

The most distinguished school director of Hogwarts lies in Qiuxiang's soft arms, squinting his eyes to enjoy the various delicacies fed by the girls.

Lai Fu and Xiao Bai are also eating and drinking everywhere, while Crookshanks squats beside the ring with aloofness, staring at the stage with two big eyes.

Hermione, who changed into shorts and a vest, tied her hair and charged at Vincent.

The petite fist looks weak, but the speed of attack is not slow.

"Watch your feet." Vincent gently caught her fist and stretched his toes forward slightly.

Hermione was tripped and stood firm in a posture that was about to fall.

"I'm fine." She took a few steps back and planned to have another round.

Vincent glanced at the students who were ready to fight under the stage, "Okay, but this is the last chance."

She learned from the experience just now and paid close attention to her feet.

But this alone is not enough.

"Pay attention to the left." Vincent twisted her arm with one hand and pressed her shoulder with the other.

The huge force pressed her down little by little.

Although she failed twice, Hermione's performance was good.

As a girl, Lavender was tripped before she even got close.

If Vincent hadn't held her, her little face would definitely have had a close contact with the ring.

The senior students finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Fred and George are twins, so they have to go up together.

It's a little troublesome, but the result is still the same.

"Brother, can't you be gentle like you treat them?"

Vincent stretched out his hand to the two people lying on their backs, "Hey, that's good enough."

Fred and George angrily took his hands and suddenly hugged his legs.

Just when he wanted to exert force, his neck was pinched.

"No, no, no, we are very ticklish~"

The twins begged for mercy, so the next one should be honest.

"Meow——" Hermione, wearing a school robe, picked up Crookshanks and put him on the table closest to the ring.

It greeted Yumi and then looked back at the ring.

Cedric did not attack rashly, but tried first.

It looked evenly matched, but Vincent had actually been standing there for more than an hour.

Comparing physical strength, a very smart strategy.

Hermione sat down and drank a sip of water, "The only way to beat Vincent in a fight is to fight in a round-robin battle."

Daphne and Astoria nodded.

Skills and experience need time to accumulate. Vincent, who started practicing fighting at the age of 5, is far ahead of the students.

"There is no way, he is too popular."

Hermione, wearing a school robe, agreed with them very much.

"Let's not talk about this, let's go get some food."

While the three little witches were still racking their brains over what to eat, Cedric's right arm had been pressed to his back by Vincent.

If the opponent wants to delay time, then take the initiative to attack.

Vincent let go of his hand and gasped, "You guys come on, I need to rest."

Rove, who took off his school robe and was about to go up, was very unhappy.

Round battle? Not happening.

If they were all junior students, it would be fine without any ruthless action, but it would be difficult if they were senior students.

Eat something to replenish your energy first, and then come back to continue with them.

"Here you go." Hermione handed the plate full of food to Vincent.

Vincent took it without thinking, "Thank you."

The portion was not large, with half of the vegetables and half of the meat, and the nutritional ratio was very balanced.

Hermione picked up the empty plate next to her, "You're welcome, we should thank you."

Her eyes were particularly sincere.

Perhaps because the light in the activity room was much brighter than before, her original brown eyes became very light, becoming somewhat close to green.

Vincent was stunned for a moment, "Your eyes..."

"My eyes?" Hermione hurriedly reached inside her school robe and took out a small mirror from the semicircular white cloth bag.

There is nothing wrong with the eyes, they just became lighter.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "My eyes are actually hazelnut color, and they change color with mood and ambient light."

Vincent suddenly realized.

Eye color is innate, and the more melanin there is, the darker the color will be.

Hazelnut color is between brown and green, so it is often difficult to detect.

It is not rare, but not common either.

"I thought I was dazzled." Vincent tilted his head and stared at her eyes.

Slightly deflecting the angle, the color of the eyes did change slightly.

From green back to brown, Hermione lowered her head.

"Is it strange?"

"No." Vincent retracted his gaze.

"I'll go and deal with these things first." He raised the plate in his hand,

"Also, thank you for the dinner."

Hermione raised her head again, looking a little nervous, "I've said it, we should thank you."

Adolescent girls have complicated thoughts.

Vincent was not a love expert in his previous life, and he didn't have the idea of ​​guessing.

"We are all members of the club. I will try my best to help them wherever I can."

Hermione's mouth curled up slightly until he walked away.

She pursed her lips slightly, and seemed a little unhappy.

She put away the small mirror and shook her head gently.

She picked up the empty plate and quickly picked up a dinner like before.

Back at the table next to the ring, Daphne and Astoria had already started eating.

"Where's Crookshanks?"

Yuumi was there, but he looked unhappy, probably because he was sleepy.

Astoria pointed to the corner near the entrance of the activity room with her little hand, "Over there."

Hermione looked in that direction and pursed her lips subconsciously.

Crookshanks didn't eat or drink, but just kept rubbing Vincent's face in his arms.

The jealous Gugu was on the table, but he didn't look angry at all.

Is this the friendship between magical creatures?

Sharing delicious food, sharing fun things, and even sharing shit shovelers?

"Little traitor!"

Daphne always felt that her expression was very similar to that of a person.

Every time Vincent saw Gugu eating or drinking from Qiu, it seemed to be the same expression as Hermione now, gritting her teeth and wanting to pick him up and ravage him.

The expression of chewing food in big mouthfuls and turning grief and anger into appetite was even more similar, it was simply carved from the same mold.

No one would be happy if their beloved pet rubs against others.

Astoria, who was simple-minded, didn't think too much about it. "Vincent is really popular with small animals."

Gugu, the owl who delivered the admission letter;

Rifle, the pet of roommate Neville;

Silvio, the unicorn rescued from Quirrell's knife;

Fawkes, the phoenix with extraordinary magical powers;

Jomgand, the thousand-year-old basilisk bred by Salazar Slytherin;

Xiaobai, the nine-tailed fox bought by Rolf from the magic street in Japan;

Xiaohei, the Scottish deerhound brought back from the Hogsmeade caves;

Reeves, the hippogriff I met in the first magical creature protection class...

If you count those in the forbidden forest, such as the acromantula, Vincent is not only popular with people, but also with animals.

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