This Hogwarts isn't normal.

After entering October, campus life begins to become more colorful.

In addition to daily studies, there is Quidditch training almost every day.

Wood directly transformed into a devil instructor and was waiting for someone in the Charms classroom right after class.

Soon, the person he was waiting for came out.

"Vincent, Harry, do you know how the team and Professor McGonagall got through the six years without you?"

The two shook their heads as they walked.

"Alas -" Wood sighed, clenching his fists tightly, "That's a hell you can never imagine..."

He talked at length for a long time and summed it up in one sentence:

"We're going to shave Slytherin's head again this year!"

Wood is in his seventh year, his last year at Hogwarts.

Being a human being must have a beginning and an end. Since they are the hope brought by them, they must carry it out to the end.

Vincent and Harry stared blankly at each other.

"Wood, I still have a lesson in Muggle Studies!"

"Huh?" Wood looked at Vincent with a ridiculous face, "Aren't you from a Muggle family? Why do you want to take this course?"

"Because it would be particularly interesting to see Muggles from a wizard's perspective."

"Then remember to come over as soon as possible after class."

Vincent grimaced, "No, I still have to go to Snape's side."

Wood suddenly understood.

There is a price to pay for the collective strike, and it is for the good of everyone.

This punishment is a symbol of glory and the unyielding spirit of Gryffindor.

Seeing Wood being moved by himself, Harry seemed to have something to say.

"What's the matter, Harry? Are you busy too?"

"N-no."

Wood took Harry away.

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.

Look at the devilish instructor's demeanor. This isn't training at all. He's clearly here to suffer.

Hermione, who was not far behind him, suddenly said:

"Let me see, Vincent, I think you only went to Snape's once."

Vincent turned around calmly and pretended to be stupid: "Really?"

"yes."

Her big and unwavering eyes made him feel a little guilty.

Of course I have to go, but the process is not very pleasant.

That day, when Snape, who was in a good mood, opened the door to his office, he saw Vincent holding a full set of alchemy tools.

The carefully prepared Florber caterpillar is housed in a metal container that can be widened or narrowed.

In less than half an hour, a large bucket of slippery juice came out, and not even a single insect died.

Same goes for mistletoe berries.

With a small flat clamp, all the juice that usually needs to be pressed hard with a knife can be squeezed out easily.

When it came time to grind the rhino horn, Vincent directly brought in the alchemical grinder.

Put it in and press the switch, and it will be turned into powder in less than half a minute.

Snape was so angry that all he could do was make a mockery out of his wits.

Vincent responded with efficiency, and Snape broke through the defense again.

"Professor, times have changed. Knives, chopping boards, grinding bowls and other tools will soon be put into the Wizarding Museum.

At the end of this month, around Halloween, I will open an alchemy shop in Knockturn Alley. "

Snape's face looked ugly, uglier than ever.

"Because you are my potions professor, I can give you a 10% discount so that your future jobs..."

"Get out! Now! Now! Get out of here!"

Since then, Vincent has never been punished.

Every time he wanted to fulfill his punishment, Snape would blast him out of the Batcave.

Hermione, who had remained expressionless throughout, listened.

No wonder Snape saw everyone with a dark face recently. It turned out to be so irritating.

It’s not that there are no alchemy tools, but each one costs a lot of gold galleons.

If Vincent really keeps the price down, can Snape, as the Potions Master, be used instead?

It can save a lot of time and don't waste a lot of energy.

"You-" Hermione opened her mouth and hesitated for a long time,

"Forget it, go to class quickly."

After Muggle Studies, I went back an hour to take Arithmancy class.

Then I went to the activity room, leaned against the window and watched the hellish training of the team members.

Wood is terrible.

Even if I’m flying with heavy weight, I only have 5 minutes of rest every hour.

It is simply unconscionable and inhumane.

Fortunately, he was smart, otherwise he would have been exhausted even if he could resist.

During dinner, the team members were indeed absent.

Madam Pomfrey was unhappy.

The little snake in Slytherin has been fine lately, but now it's the little lion's turn in Gryffindor.

"The school should cancel this dangerous sport... Isn't it good to sit down and play cards? It won't hurt..."

After drinking a large bowl of indescribably weird potion, Fred and George hurried towards the auditorium.

"Vincent?" Neville pointed to the door, "They just left not long ago."

"them?"

"Hermione is with him."

Fred and George looked at each other with identical smirks on their faces.

Vincent has been spending a lot of time with Hermione recently, and when asked several times, he said they were discussing study issues.

"George, you said they..."

"Fred, let's go over and take a look and we'll find out."

The Forbidden Forest is huge and it's still night time.

The twins thought they would be looking for it for a long time, but as soon as they reached the lake, they saw two figures under the light.

All four people were dumbfounded.

Fred and George were shocked by the dozen or so alchemical robotic arms they were assembling.

Vincent and Hermione were afraid that the twins would find themselves elsewhere.

"you--"

"you--"

Four people spoke at the same time.

Hermione clenched her little hands, extremely nervous.

She tried to relax herself as much as possible, "Fred, George, you're just in time."

The twins, who had planned to make some jokes, subconsciously looked at the alchemy mechanical arm stuck on the ground.

help?

They were almost dead from exhaustion. They were even more Woody than Wood.

"Excuse me~"

The twins ran away, not looking exhausted at all.

Vincent opened the suitcase and put the alchemical arm back together with Hermione.

They didn't meet Fred and George in the past, which meant that those times were still closed loops.

Maybe they were lucky enough not to see her, or maybe they went back and stopped her, or more likely they saw her but didn't come up to talk to him.

No matter which possibility it is, you must first determine which one it is, and then consider what to do.

an hour ago.

The two people lurking outside the Forbidden Forest waited for the twins whose stick tips glowed brightly.

"Fred, I always feel like they're hiding something from us."

"Obviously, but the Forbidden Forest is so big, who knows where they hide."

George paused, then laughed evilly with Fred.

When it comes to dating, there are only a few places you can go.

The first stop was at the lake, and sure enough I saw Vincent and Hermione.

But the situation is a bit strange. Why are you playing with several alchemy mechanical arms?

The dialogue was the same as before. Hermione had just hinted that she wanted the twins to help, and they said "Excuse me" and ran away.

There was no problem when I came, but I still need to confirm when I go back.

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