This Hogwarts is not normal

Gu Gu was busy from morning to evening, and finally delivered all the presents.

It seems to be thinner, but it doesn't seem to be thinner.

Vincent lightly poked the still chubby belly with his fingertips, "It doesn't make sense..."

Neville, who had already changed his clothes, walked over holding Raffle who was about to turn into a ball.

"When you were taking a shower just now, I saw—"

Gu Gu Gu's little head turned ninety degrees upwards, and squinted his eyes to glance at him, as if issuing a warning.

"No, I didn't see anything." Neville shrank his neck and went back.

Vincent snapped Gu Gu's little head back, "No wonder the snacks and gifts I received were missing, so you were the one stealing them!"

It opened its big eyes pitifully.

"Don't be cute, you can only eat vegetables tonight."

Goo Goo fell down on the bed and rolled over angrily, causing a lot of feathers to float in the whole dormitory.

"Go on, you will look fatter without hair." Vincent went to the wardrobe and changed into a school robe.

After he finished changing, the cuckoo on the bed was really quiet.

"Don't try to sneak to Qiu's place, I will keep an eye on you."

The three people who followed him out of the dormitory knew that tonight's Christmas banquet was not peaceful.

Before reaching the auditorium, Gu Gu called out to the younger brothers.

Looking at the owls with food in their mouths, Vincent finally softened his heart.

"the last time!"

Cuckoo raised a small wing, as if making an oath.

Vincent shook his head, and pushed open the auditorium door with his left hand that wasn't holding it.

Although the banquet has just started, the students are almost here.

He first glanced at Dumbledore who had changed into a floral hat at the staff table.

It's quirky and looks like a good fit.

Flitwick next to him put on a small dress and seemed to be telling some funny jokes.

Hagrid was so powerful that he actually went to Snape's side.

No matter how reluctant, this glass of wine cannot escape.

Vincent walked to his place.

The Christmas banquet at Hogwarts has a completely different atmosphere from the one on Halloween.

Maybe it was because Quirrell was not there, Dumbledore started the meeting before the students arrived.

He looked at the fat turkey piled up like a hill in front of him, and then lowered his head to stare at Gu Gu in his arms.

A simple comparison, the size and shape are quite similar.

After a cannon roar of "Boom", both Fred and Harry were submerged in a puff of blue smoke.

From a firecracker they held in their hands, a few white mice sprang out.

Cuckoo didn't even look at it, as if he wasn't interested at all.

So small and so thin, it probably wouldn't be enough to fit Mrs. Norris's teeth.

Vincent forked a turkey and deftly divided it into tiny pieces with the knife.

"Bless Merlin!" Percy held up a silver Sickle that had just been spit out of his mouth in his right hand.

According to Hogwarts lore, eating copper Knuts in the pudding will bring good luck.

Silver Sickle and Gold Galleon were even luckier.

George, who couldn't understand this embarrassing face, grabbed it in his hand.

"This is Silver Sickle, who almost broke the teeth of the prefect. Which student is lucky enough to get it?"

Before he could shake his hand, Percy pinned him to the ground.

With a "plop", Silver Sickle fell into the broth in front of Draco.

The soup splashed on the school gown, which was made of high-grade cloth.

"It's Weasley again!"

His little rosy cheeks seemed to get even redder.

Hagrid at the staff table finished drinking with Snape, and staggered to McGonagall's side.

Vincent had just picked up a piece of turkey and fed it to Goo Goo, when the usually honest and honest gamekeeper actually talked.

Fortunately, the kiss was on the face, otherwise the plate of turkey would be gone.

But Mag was not angry, and even blushed and giggled.

Vincent was firmly opposed to this marriage.

"Hagrid is too courageous!" Harry, who was sitting across from him, was full of fear.

Ron, who was gnawing on a whole turkey, nodded his head in agreement.

"Hey, your coins!"

Draco threw the broth-stained silver Sickle across the long Ravenclaw table.

Vincent quickly picked up the napkin and caught it firmly.

"It's an attack!" Fred got off Percy's back and threw a handful of Bubble Beans over.

Snape's eyes at the staff table were cold, especially after seeing them swell.

In the chaos, Vincent fed Gu Gu Gu a lot of food.

Such a lively banquet is the real banquet.

Dumbledore didn't care about these small commotions, and even put down his wine glass and clapped his little hands, completely watching the excitement.

Bubble Bean was finally thrown out of the castle by Snape.

His eyes were fixed on the Gryffindor table again.

Feeling something, Vincent returned a pair of aggrieved eyes.

That means, clearly saying that he is innocent.

Snape shook the black robe on his body lightly, and went back with low air pressure.

It's a pity that the twins didn't give up their plans to make trouble.

They sneaked up behind Draco, touched his face and ran away grinning.

"Damn redhead!"

Draco wiped his face, staring blankly at the black ink in his palm.

In the morning, I was turned green by an owl-patterned gift, and in the evening I was dyed black by the ink I prepared.

He leaned back in the chair a little dazed.

"Pfft—" Blaise couldn't help laughing.

"Don't blame me, these two handprints are really funny."

Draco's extremely resentful gaze swept across the Gryffindor long table, and stopped after passing a few stupid lions.

Vincent is toasting him.

"Damn Wayne!"

He took Crabbe and Goyle to wash.

The successful twins set their next target on their good brother.

Percy was happily playing with the lost silver Sickle in his hand, when suddenly two figures put his shoulders on his shoulders.

"Fred, George!

Let go quickly, or I'll tell mom! "

Of course the twins let go obediently.

It's just that the prefect badge he wore on his chest was gone.

"Give it back to me!"

"Nothing~"

"I'll definitely write to my mother!"

Fred and George ran to the stairs, separated to the left and to the right.

Percy's face flushed with anger, and he chose to chase after George, who had more ghost ideas.

Vincent, who is feeding Gugu, is enjoying the food on the table.

Hermione, who was already full, came over.

"The Gwent card will be released tomorrow, are you sure you want to leave the matter to me?"

He smiled and swallowed the food in his mouth, "My logistics supervisor, I am training your coordination ability, for the future—"

"Okay." Hermione pouted, "Don't think I don't know, you're just going to Devonshire to be lazy."

"How can this be considered lazy? How can the matter of inviting me—"

Vincent was very guilty when he saw her small eyes, "To sit in that seat, you still need to prepare a lot."

"I know." Hermione wasn't staring at him, "Although you won't like it, I still have to say,

Thank you, Vincent. "

"you are welcome."

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