This Hogwarts isn't normal.

No matter how crazy Vincent is, he can't be as crazy as Voldemort without a nose.

This heavyweight's brain circuit is simply not understandable by normal people. Every one of the Death Eaters around him is a fucking psychopath.

Linyin looked at Vincent who was sitting on the bed taking off his flying boots, and suddenly remembered a wise saying.

"There is only one step between genius and madness..."

She began to understand Vincent.

It is no secret that the British Ministry of Magic has become increasingly incompetent under Fudge.

The year before last, he had let a thief who invaded Gringotts become a professor. The year before that, he had let a big liar publish a book to make money like crazy. Last year, he even let a fugitive escape from prison.

Although the fugitive was innocent and the murderer was caught, according to her inside information, every major event in these years was attributed to Vincent.

No wonder he dares to be so crazy and confident. If it had been anyone else, he would have been riding on the head of the Ministry of Magic.

Vincent returned to her after changing his slippers.

"Still in a daze?"

Linyin coughed, "Those boots are the reason why you can fly at supersonic speeds?"

"Yeah, it's called flying boots. I made it by combining turbofan engines and alchemy."

She looked horrified, but quickly calmed down.

If you don't have this ability, how can you create a revolution in the magic world?

It is really possible that he can find a way to resolve the long-standing conflict between wizards and Muggles.

Linyin, who was in a much better mood, walked into the room and looked around, "Your girlfriend won't be jealous, right?"

"What do you think?" Vincent came to the desk and picked up the drafts scattered on the floor.

When he got up, he saw a small gap in the drawer and immediately ran to the camera to check.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for criminal evidence."

"Did you lose something?"

"Something important."

Linyin approached curiously.

The camera's small screen was fast-forwarding through the testing of the flying boots.

When Vincent's figure disappeared, a big round butt appeared on the screen.

Linyin chuckled, "Is this what you said is important?"

"You don't understand." Vincent closed the camera, "I compete with this little guy every day."

He walked towards the door of the room aggressively, "I want to settle the score with it now, please do it yourself."

Linyin looked back at the flying boots beside the bed, and then looked at the draft on the desk.

"Hey, wait for me!"

After a course of inhumane torture, Gugu finally handed over all the "stolen items".

Including those that were taken away when Hermione came the day before yesterday.

Poor Gugu flew into Linyin's arms with her big watery eyes open.

Alas, it's just a little snack, it doesn't need to be up and running.

Vincent shook his head and sighed, passing by her with a pile of snacks in his arms.

Alas, another witch has fallen.

He returned to the room and hid the snacks. When he came down, he saw Linyin sitting on the sofa comforting Gugu.

"Don't be sad, I'll quietly go outside and bring you some delicious food later."

"Goo!"

Vincent pinched his eyebrows gently.

Forget about battling wits and courage with the little guy, now you have to watch out for witches like them.

It would be nice if there was a weight loss spell.

But even with this kind of heaven-defying spell, Gugu is afraid that he will lose weight and eat as much as he can, creating a perfect endless cycle.

He sighed again and sat on the sofa staring at the ceiling.

If magic doesn't work, there are still potions.

It’s just that the sustained effect of slimming potion is limited, and it cannot solve the problem once and for all.

Until Evelin made lunch, he didn't think of a better way to lose weight.

If you are fatter, be fatter. At worst, you can equip Gugu with a set of alchemy equipment based on the idea of ​​​​flying boots.

Vincent ate lunch while he was thinking about it, and then went upstairs after eating.

Evelin's face was full of apologies, "Sorry, Rinyin, when he is serious, he will easily ignore the things around him."

Linyin shook her head and said she didn't mind at all, "It's okay, Auntie, I had a surprise visit today, and I'm satisfied to be able to taste your craftsmanship."

She is a young lady from a big family, so she is naturally very good at etiquette.

But according to Vincent's attitude towards her, the relationship was just in the category of ordinary friends, or at most a relatively good friend.

Evelin glanced at Eric and said, "Rinyin, I heard that you were on a self-driving trip in the UK recently?"

"Yes, Auntie, I bought a travel guide and I plan to visit all the places introduced in it."

Eric, who received the hint, made a suggestion, "You haven't been to Oxford Street yet, right? We happen to be free in the afternoon, and we can be your guide."

Linyin smiled lightly, "That's great, I've wanted to take a stroll here for a long time, but there are too many people here, and I've always been afraid of getting lost accidentally."

The Waynes enthusiastically led her around all afternoon, and she kept her promise and bought a lot of snacks.

In addition to the food for Gugu, she also bought a lot of fresh ingredients, and it seemed that she wanted to show off her cooking skills at dinner.

As soon as the three of them returned to Wayne's house, they could all hear sounds coming from upstairs.

The Waynes walked into the house as usual. Linyin curiously looked at the third floor window where the noise came from before entering.

"Uncle and aunt, what on earth is Vincent doing upstairs?"

"It's either a magic experiment or an alchemy experiment. The movement today is relatively small."

Rinyin thought of the flying boots she had worn in the morning.

To achieve supersonic flight, it would take countless tests.

The world of alchemists is indeed crazy to outsiders, even to wizards.

She shook her head, took the ingredients and followed Evelyn to the kitchen.

Compared to most pampered ladies, she, the eldest daughter of the Jingu family, actually knows how to cook.

Although she modestly said that she only knows a little bit, Evelyn, who has maxed out her can-opening skills, thinks she is much better than her Chinese cooking teacher.

"Vincent likes Chinese food?"

"Yes, it was Hermione who told me. Your uncle Eric and I didn't know before."

Wearing an apron, Rinyin looked down at the freshly cut sea bream fillet, "Auntie, is there a place selling seasonings nearby?"

"Yes, I'll go with you."

When the two went out again, Eric was not idle either.

He set up the tableware and went to the third floor where the sound was still coming from.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a metal ball bounce from the ceiling to the wall, and then bounce from the floor back to the ceiling.

After about two or three cycles, it was tightly grasped by Vincent.

Eric looked closely and found that the metal ball was actually a Goo Goo wearing an armored suit.

He ignored the holes everywhere in the room and stepped forward to take a closer look at its armor.

"What is this?"

Vincent looked up at him and continued to dismantle its armor, "A flight suit for Goo Goo."

"Oh." Eric left the room quietly.

Since there is a special version for owls, how can there be no human version.

Very good, it has evolved from Bruce Wayne to Tony Stark.

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