This Hogwarts is not normal

Dumbledore came down, and Vincent was still floating.

The effect was quite strong, and in the end it lasted for more than two hours.

"Professor, I think the time can be shortened."

"I will tell Ambrosio."

Vincent glanced at his watch, "Before that, I think I have to find a way to get to the fourth floor as soon as possible."

"Oh, I almost forgot you still have lessons." Dumbledore got up and opened the window.

"The classroom for Defense Against the Dark Arts is just over here."

"Shouldn't he fall to his death?" Vincent looked eagerly at Fox who was preening his feathers.

"Of course not." Dumbledore drew out his elder wand, "I'm not too old to be blind."

Vincent stood on the windowsill and suddenly remembered a famous line.

Everything is false, everything is allowed?

He shivered and leaned forward.

From the principal's office on the top of the eighth floor, a small figure with its head down flew down.

When he came to the fourth floor, Dumbledore's magic began to take effect, lifting him into the window.

Snape just walked into the classroom.

"We've always had some students who didn't take the usual path."

Vincent, who was half squatting, stood up, "Professor, I just got off the headmaster's office."

"Papa—" Snape sneered and clapped.

"Come on, I can't help being proud."

He walked over with a dark face, "I think our classmate Wei En has created a new history."

Vincent puffed up his chest, "I will keep working hard, Professor."

The little lions below couldn't bear to laugh.

Especially Neville, who was blushing, almost out of breath.

"Go back quickly, there will be no next time!"

"I can't guarantee that."

Snape came to the podium with a sullen face, and looked around at the stupid lions who were beaming with joy.

"Can anyone tell me what the jinx Flint cast on Sunday?"

Vincent who sat obediently was ignored,

Hermione, who raised her hand, was also ignored.

Having a premonition of something, Harry quickly lowered his head.

"Potter, it's up to you to answer!"

"Ah—there are stun spells, impediment spells, and disarm spells."

"anything else?"

Hermione compared the mouth shape of a leg-binding spell and a beard-growing spell.

Harry was in a daze.

"Granger, watch your mouth!" Snape glared fiercely.

"That's all I know, Professor."

He looked regretfully at Harry's big eyes, "Do you think it should be excused, Potter!"

"Shouldn't it?"

"Wayne!"

Vincent tilted his neck and looked at the podium.

"Why didn't you tell Potter the names of these jinxes?"

"I don't know the name either~" He shrugged and spread his hands innocently.

Snape glanced at Hermione, "Where's Granger? How do you know?"

"My guess."

All right, watertight.

He opened the textbook with a sullen face, "Potter, after class, I will copy the name and spell of the curse just now!"

Harry was very wronged.

This is Defense Against the Dark Arts class, why did it become a Charms class?

Professor Flitwick, someone here is taking your job!

"Don't want to?"

"I would like to."

Snape turned the textbook over and over, then threw it aside.

"To resist the attack of black magic, what else is there besides the Iron Armor Curse?"

Draco raised an eyebrow and raised his hand.

"Malfoy, you answer."

"All curses end!"

"Correct answer, 10 points for Slytherin."

Hermione, who raised her little hand higher than him, understood.

As long as there is Snape in the classroom, Gryffindor can't even think about adding even 1 point.

"What magic can't be undone by a curse, Malfoy?"

"Part of the Dark Arts and the Three Unforgivable Curses, Professor."

"Very good, add another 10 points for Slytherin."

These two asked a question and answered it, and soon accumulated to 100 points.

Snape didn't even want a face.

"get out of class."

Harry followed him out of the classroom grimly.

"Oh, a bunch of stupid lions!" Draco stood up swaggeringly.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

James and Alfred high-five each other, "Shameless~"

Pansy followed behind Draco with a sneer, "You have sharp teeth, and I don't see how you can talk like that just now!"

Vincent, who was too lazy to talk to them, left directly.

Nicole Flamel's invitation, many powerful wizards scratch their heads and never see each other.

"Wayne, are you running away again?"

"Want to get beaten?" He pushed Blaise who was blocking the way, "I'm very busy recently, so don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

"You—" Draco pressed Blaise's shoulder.

"Wait for me, Wayne."

"Oh." Vincent directly shouldered the two of them away, "Whatever you want, anyway, I must not be the one who loses face in the end."

Draco and Blaise, who almost fell down, were stabilized by Crabbe and Goyle in time.

Grinning Pansy met his receding back.

"Give way." The lone wolf Theodore gently pushed her away with his hands.

The children of Malfoy, Parkinson, and Nott have all known each other since childhood.

Compared to other students, Theodore was polite to Pansy.

Daphne watched all this with cold eyes.

Her little hands were clenched together nervously.

It's been four days and there's no news from Higgs.

Higgs, who was labeled a waste, also wanted to act, but unfortunately Vincent's daily trajectory had just squatted down a few days ago, and it suddenly changed since the afternoon.

Originally, when get out of class was over at noon, this person would definitely come to the owl court activity room.

Now that he is gone, he must have gone back to the dormitory.

"Damn Wayne—"

Various shouts and curses came from the empty corridor on the fifth floor.

If Higgs had done it earlier, he probably would have gotten the dandruff or something.

Now, I can only sweep the floor.

The ash-blonde hair is rather unremarkable.

"I activate the skill of Rogue Rabbit and take your fire dragon out of the field!"

George, who was beaten by his own brother, slapped the table angrily, "Say! Are you colluding with Vincent!"

"No." Ron spread his hands innocently, "He gave it to me.

He also said that it is possible to win Gwent games even if you don't have a complete deck. "

Higgs, who was under the Disillusionment Charm under the table, patted his little heart.

For a moment just now, he thought he was going to be exposed.

It really is a stupid lion!

George played three more Fire Dragons, "Hahahaha——feel the despair, little Ronnie!"

Facing three pocket-sized black dragons from the Heshidia Islands, Ron calmly played a Hogwarts Fighting Technique: Tiger Claw Eating Pudding.

The fan-shaped area in front of it is exactly three Charmanders.

"Impossible, how could there be this card!" George slammed the table again.

Ron smiled slightly, "This is a genuine card with an anti-counterfeit mark."

In a desperate cry, the attack power of the three fire dragons was reduced by half.

"It's not over yet, come out—Hogwarts Campus Legend The Headless Horseman!"

As soon as the knight in silver-white armor appeared on the stage, the fire dragons all trembled.

Like them, there is Higgs hiding under the table.

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