This Hogwarts is not normal

"It's the Snitch! He spit out the Snitch!"

With an excited tone, Li announced the result of the match.

Harry looked away from the palm of his hand and looked towards the Ravenclaw auditorium.

He didn't see Marietta's little dissatisfied expression, but only saw Qiu standing up and applauding.

Whenever a boy has an extra girl in his heart, his whole world will only be left with the other girl.

Harry, who felt kindness from her, couldn't describe his true feelings at this moment.

He didn't know that he was hugged by the players, and he didn't know that he was thrown high.

In his beautiful eyes, there is only Qiu who is smiling gently at him.

"Why is Potter always looking at you?" Marietta covered her mouth in surprise after she finished speaking.

Qiu turned around calmly, "Should you be thanking me?"

"That's right, after all, without your reminder, he probably wouldn't be able to catch the Snitch."

Neither of them thought about it any deeper.

Only a few discerning people in the audience could see it.

When Vincent, who had a girlfriend in his previous life, threw Harry up, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the atmosphere in Europe and the United States.

If he dared to have this idea back then, it would be light to suffer a mixed doubles match.

"330:0!" Wood caught Harry with both hands, and hugged Harry with all his strength.

"We let Slytherin eat duck eggs, which is the best result of the team in decades!"

Harry, who was struggling, was strangled very badly.

"Vincent, have you ever—"

"Sorry, I have something important to do."

Faced with such a big celebration, Vincent directly oiled the soles of his feet.

"Oh, Harry!" Wood hugged tighter.

As a man who married himself to Quidditch, he was more excited now than winning the Daily Prophet grand prize.

"Angelina, Katie!"

The two girls directly hid in the past. .biqugé

"Hey, we actually—"

"what do you want to say?"

Fred and George, who were strangled, swallowed their words.

Mag in the stands saw this scene and secretly wiped the reddish corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

Li went down after the game, and she could only see Vincent who had just walked up, except for Dumbledore.

"Professor, we won."

Meg turned around trembling.

"Yes, we gave Slytherin a fiasco."

"Sure!" Vincent walked forward with a smile, "Professor, I will take good care of them for the remaining six years."

"Quidditch only." She said soberly, and then chuckled.

Not all Slytherin students are like Draco.

McGonagall knew it, and so did Vincent.

"Aren't you going to enjoy the joy of victory?"

"Professor, I have mild cleanliness, and I can't accept their enthusiasm."

The little lions below all gathered together and threw the six team members high.

"A qualified leader needs to do the right thing at the right time."

"Okay." Vincent pouted, and flew to Gryffindor Tower on the rogue rabbit.

Not long after he returned to the dormitory, he returned to the field with a small backpack.

He came to Dumbledore who got up and wanted to leave, "Professor, I need your help."

The small bottles of various colors in the backpack made Dumbledore subconsciously raise the corners of his mouth.

Vincent, who flew high into the sky, used various colors of smoke to pull out letters fixed by magic one by one.

"Were Invincible!

Weare Gryffindor!"

Hermione looked up at the two lines of beautiful cursive letters.

The students who looked at her like her did not expect Vincent to do such a thing.

"As expected of Wayne!" Wood's little dissatisfaction just now has disappeared.

All the students in the school were having a carnival, only Slytherin was gloomy.

But Snape didn't put on a dark face, he just said "stupid little lion" and got up to leave.

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……

The Gryffindor common room is very lively at night.

Led by Wood and Percy, the lion cubs throw a party here.

As soon as Cedric and Rove who "passed by" appeared, they were pulled over by the twins to play cards.

"This party is sponsored by the Court of Owls, everyone must support the upcoming Gwent card~"

Li Gao held up a magic microphone, and would come to an advertisement every ten minutes or so.

As a propaganda committee member, how could he not have subordinates?

"Sed, when did you bastard change the deck!"

George's mentality exploded when he was stolen by Cedric's sniffing card.

"Little George, I have seen through you."

Cedric said in broken Chinese, "Tian Ji horse racing, this is the essence of Gwent."

Vincent, who was drinking tea next to him, almost spit out.

It's fine if the pronunciation is not standard, and the tone of voice sounds ridiculous.

"Sed, when did you learn Chinese?"

"I know many foreign languages." Cedric cleared his throat.

"Salang hey~

Savadika~

Are you busy?

Feed it?

Bagagaya Road!

Suka is not listed! "

The first four are quite normal, but the last two sentences have a big problem with what George said.

"Are you scolding me?"

"No, I'm praising you for being smart." Cedric's smile was very friendly.

Ordinary people can't see Little Badger's bad intentions, but Rove's cheap expression betrays him.

"Damn! You really are scolding me!"

George directly overturned the card table and strode after Cedric who was jumping up and down.

"They're hopeless." Hermione walked towards the entrance and led Cho's Marietta in.

For a Gryffindor party, the more people the better.

In addition to the two of them, the Kitty Hawks also have the fifth grade prefect Penelope Clearwater.

"Hey, Percy." She sat beside him naturally, "I'm not late, am I?"

"No, no." Percy glared at Fred, who was winking across the way.

"Oh, our good brother is in love~"

Penello seemed very generous, "I haven't agreed yet."

Percy blushed instantly. "You—didn't you say—"

"Is there?" She tilted her head, her tone was a little playful: "I don't have a good memory, you have to remind me from time to time."

"Tsk tsk tsk~" Fred looked at the two old-fashionedly.

"I agree to this marriage!"

Percy raised his hand, about to slap it down.

"Come here, my brother murdered my brother~"

Hermione took Cho and Marietta to a secluded corner.

Lavender and Parvati sitting here are whispering about today's game.

"As long as Draco doesn't talk, it actually looks pretty good."

"Huh——I don't like boys with bad mouths."

"Are you talking about this again?" Hermione gave each of them a pair of big eyes.

"Is there a problem?" Lavender turned back.

Parvati was caught in the middle, and cleverly brought the topic to two second-year Eagle Academy students.

"The type you like?" Qiu pondered for a moment.

Harry at the next table quietly pricked up his ears.

"Hmm -- it doesn't matter whether you are handsome or not, the key is to have an optimistic personality."

Marietta glanced at the twins who were having fun, "You're not interested in Vincent, could it be that you like them?"

"Ah?" Qiu quickly waved his hands, "They are all too optimistic."

After Harry secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but start to find some excuse to go over and talk to him.

Thanks for the daytime reminder?

Looking for class notes from Hermione?

Or are you here to make friends?

One excuse was worse than the other, and Ron, who was sitting across from him, was very unhappy.

"It's your turn, Harry."

"Oh—ah, let me take a look first."

The Goo Goo card in his hand seemed to have inspired Harry.

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