This Hogwarts is not normal

As a noble and elegant member of the Malfoy family, the cubicle where Draco sat was naturally extraordinary.

The prefect definitely doesn't have a share, the student union chairman doesn't even have a share, and the professor doesn't even have to think about it.

It is still the "D" of last year, and it is still the third place of last year.

At the same time as the Hogwarts Express started, Vincent opened the compartment door extremely roughly.

"Wayne!" Draco jumped off his seat immediately, "What are you doing here!"

"I'm not welcome?"

"I tell you, I'm not easy to bully!"

Fred and George walked in with heavy steps, "Malfoy, take care of your little brother!"

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, then both glared angrily at Hermione outside.

"Draco, it was Big Mater who called them here, just now we—"

Vincent closed the compartment door impatiently.

Exactly three against three.

When Fred went up, a scorpion swung its tail, throwing Crabbe to the ground.

George's bull ram pins Goyle against the corner of the car.

Vincent smiled and sat on the seat opposite Draco, "I heard you have ideas for my Gwent card?"

"Who told you that!" Draco vowed to find out the little traitor.

"Oh, so it really is."

When he found out that he had been deceived, his face turned black, "Wayne, what's the matter?

Ours is not called Gwent, and it is completely different from yours! "

Vincent looked at the "fierce" Fred and George, "That's right, the Hogwarts Express doesn't belong to your family."

"What do you want?" Draco's little heart beat violently, "I tell you, the prefect's in front—"

"Shhh—keep it down, I don't know if she'll cover for us."

"Who?"

"You ask knowingly."

Hermione, who was outside the cubicle, ran to the front and yelled that Raffle was lost the moment the door closed.

The president of the student union and the prefects are very willing to help, and a new professor who has just joined the job is especially willing.

"Professor, I've seen this." Hermione lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Well, let's go somewhere else—"

"Boom - bang bang -"

Lockhart turned around in doubt, "Did something happen inside?"

"No, absolutely not!" Hermione raised her head bravely and stood in front of the door of compartment D.

"The people inside are——exercising! Yes, exercising!"

The skeptical Lockhart was pushed forward by her.

"Now the students are very active. When I was in school, all of them were very naughty."

"Ah—yes, yes, they are the most active students in the school."

5 minutes later.

Refreshed Fred and George walked out first.

"Don't mess with Ginny, we're going crazy!"

Crabbe and Goyle, who were lying on the ground, moved their lips slightly, but no sound came out.

They dare not speak out, Draco is different.

"Wayne, don't be too complacent!" He clutched his stomach and curled up on the ground like a small shrimp.

"There is a price to pay for plagiarism." Vincent, who was half squatting, stood up, "The same is true for borrowing."

Draco's eyes filled with resentment.

Bai Nen's little face was indeed not hurt, but his little body was about to fall apart.

Hold down the head and beat him up, it's a proper incident of school violence.

He's going to tell his school manager dad!

"Let's go." Vincent closed the door.

"They are too bullying!" Goyle covered his purple right eye socket, "Draco, we need to get this place back!"

Crabbe covered his left eye socket, "Quick, we have to go out and find the prefects!"

"Go to hell!" Draco's face twisted, "Big Mater must have distracted them just now."

"Then let's leave it at that?"

"I'm not done with them!" He gritted his teeth and stood up, "The Medal of the Order of Merlin? The Medal of Honor of the Magic Council? It's just a tattered medal!"

"What are we going to do?"

"Assemble, have a meeting!"

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Compartment W.

After Percy and Marcus went in "talking and laughing", they found that Goo Goo was sharing the biscuits with Leffe.

"Longbottom, have you found your pet?"

Neville shook his little head blankly, "No—no, Leffe has always been with me."

"Hmph!" How could Marcus not know that he was being fooled.

If the family hadn't said to be more polite, he would have driven Hermione away long ago.

"Flint, do you have an opinion?" Percy glared at him. "Granger is a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class. Do you dare to touch her?"

"Yeah, I dare not." Marcus turned around and walked out.

He came face to face with Lockhart, followed by Hermione.

"Oh, don't look for it anymore."

He glanced contemptuously at the next compartment, "Granger, I advise you not to get too complacent, even if you get—"

"Shut up, Flint!" Percy stood in front of him angrily. "I'm a prefect too, and I don't think she's done anything wrong."

Lockhart turned around suspiciously, and found Hermione with her little head down.

Merlin, she must be confessing!

"Granger, like Weasley said, you've done nothing wrong."

Hermione hung her little head lower, "Um—"

"A person will do many things wrong in his life, as long as we correct them in time."

"Um--"

Marcus pushed Percy away, "Get out of the way, Weasley."

The first time I didn't push, the second time I pushed a little harder to push half a step.

"Hmph!" He went back with a cold face.

As if he didn't see the two of them, Lockhart told Hermione a lot of truths.

"Granger, I hope you will remember that."

"I—I will, Professor."

"I'll go back first, see you at school."

"Well, see you at school."

Lockhart walked for a minute or two when Hermione looked up suddenly.

She was the only one left in the whole aisle.

She shook her head vigorously, as if cooling down her hot little face.

"where are they?"

"Who?" Neville stared blankly at the opened compartment door.

"Vincent!"

"I don't know wow."

Hermione thought for a while, then trotted forward.

She knew Vincent didn't like Lockhart and probably hid after seeing him.

Compartment J.

Seeing Ginny's forced smile, both Fred and George wanted to go back and beat him up again.

"The days are still long." Vincent stood up uncomfortably, "I'll go see if they're gone."

Sitting next to Ginny was also a newborn girl.

Her slightly protruding silver eyes never moved away from Vincent.

"Thanks to Merlin, they are finally gone!"

She didn't look back until they walked for a long time.

"Luna? Luna!" Ginny, who was already in a bad mood, became even more depressed.

After being scolded as a poor girl, her new friends suddenly ignored her.

Low self-esteem, extremely low self-esteem.

In front of many people she knew, she felt like an ugly duckling.

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