This Hogwarts is not normal

Apart from a delicate silver "W" badge, what symbolizes the identity of the Wizengamot youth is a fuchsia robe.

There is a big difference in shape, there is no hat and no defensive magic.

Basic self-cleaning and repairing is still there, and the most critical materials are the same.

The low-profile version is pretty good, but it looks a bit old when worn.

After the simple ceremony, it was time for the banquet.

Fudge is greeting the guests from afar, busier than Vincent as the protagonist.

It feels more and more like a celebration banquet.

The Wayne family laughed so hard that their faces froze, and they quickly found a seat to sit down after they had just dealt with the wave.

Cuckoo lay in the middle, not even interested in facing the delicacies of various countries.

Tired, not ordinary tired.

It's just a cute and cute owl. I didn't expect it to be pulled out for business by a shit shovel.

Beautiful ladies are okay, but greasy uncles are fine.

The little temper was noisy, and the chubby belly started to "cuckoo".

Eric and Evelyn winked at Vincent, who tactfully got up and walked to the table.

If you were surrounded in the past, you will also be surrounded while you are sitting.

Since you want to suffer, let's suffer to the end.

After sending away a few people who came to talk about Gwent cooperation, Vincent finally came to a table with no one there.

It turns out that it is full of British dishes, no wonder not many guests will choose this place.

Pick up the dinner plate and skillfully fork steaks and stews, and then some roast goose and mashed potatoes.

Cauliflower and broccoli are also essential, followed by pudding and petits fours.

His speed was so fast that Sandrine, who was about to strike up a conversation, was stunned.

Blinking his eyes, he was about to sit back.

Probably starving, after all, it is the age of long body.

Um?For an owl?

She stood there watching for a long time, and finally concluded that Vincent likes small animals and is a kind and caring boy.

"Actually, there is nothing special about Wayne." Rita walked towards her with a smile on her face.

"I can see your disbelief, and want to find out where you are worse than him."

Sandrine asked suspiciously, "Excuse me, are you..."

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that I can help you."

For Merlin's sake, she really had no other ideas.

They are almost adults, and childish competition is meaningless.

However, Rita is like a master of Legilimency, uttering the "true" thoughts that even she herself doesn't know.

It is envy and jealousy, and love is born of hatred.

If this continues, a book full of tragedy is about to be born.

"Look at Wayne, he's really charming when he dines."

Taking advantage of Sandrina's turning her head to look at the past, Bo Zuo, the photographer brought by Rita, quickly pressed the shutter.

With a sound of "click", a photo of the French youth representative looking "affectionately" at the British youth representative was born.

With both pictures and texts, the articles in the next few days can be sold at a good price.

"Miss reporter—" Fu Rong who was nearby came over,

... "It's banquet time, the interview should be after this, right?"

Sandrine woke up suddenly.

The British journalists are too scary, and they describe white as black in a few words.

"Interview? We're just chatting." Rita lightly held up her jewel-encrusted glasses,

"Since my interest has been disturbed, it seems that I should also enjoy the banquet."

She took Bo Zuo one by one and walked away.

Fu Rong leaned closer and whispered: "The reporter just now is the notorious British Rita Skeeter.

Even if you don't accept her interview, she will make a series of fake news out of imagination, slander, and rumors. "

"Thank you." Sandrina felt chills all over her body. "If you hadn't appeared in time, I can't even imagine how I would be described."

"You're welcome." Furong looked at Vincent, who was walking this way again with a plate,

"Wayne is here, do you want to say hello to him?"

"Let's go together, aren't you also very interested in him?"

As soon as Vincent forked a large leg of lamb, they stood aside with plates.

"Hello, Wayne." Sandrine also forked a leg of lamb,

"Why not try our French cuisine? I promise you will love it."

He looked towards the dining table with the most people, "Forgive me, it will be difficult to get out if you are entangled by them."

Fu Rong covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Wayne, you must often attend such occasions, right?"

Instead of staying here, it's better to go back to the old man to tease the big golden retriever.

"No, it's not more than 5 times." Vincent met her eyes, and kept picking up food with his right hand.

Sandrine could not keep up with his speed at all.

She and Fu Rong exclaimed in a low voice at the same time,

"Wayne, how did you do it?"

"Participate in similar banquets more often." Vincent picked up the full plate,

"Two beautiful ladies, I will excuse you first."

They watched his leaving back with complicated eyes.

Let alone a 13-year-old, even an adult will have the mentality of showing off after winning so many honors.

"Fu Rong, it seems that your charm has failed."

"Principal Maxim told me just now that Wayne is a natural master of Occlumency, immune to any interference from the soul and spirit."

Sandrina joked: "So you're thinking of testing your Veela heritage again?"

Fu Rong smiled and said nothing.

Her beautiful blue eyes scanned the entire hall.

There were many excellent young wizards present, but almost none of them dared to look at him.

Vincent, who was much younger than them, not only dared, but also did not make such a flattering move.

Magic talent is one aspect, but more importantly, it is fundamentally different.

"Fleur?"

"Ok?"

Sandrina waved her hand exaggeratedly, "I'm sure your daze just now has been photographed by that unscrupulous reporter."

Fleur blinked and motioned her to look towards the corner where the Wayne family was.

Vincent dined gracefully, even when Rita sat across from him with a small notebook in hand.

His parents didn't panic at all, as if the person sitting across from him was not some notorious unscrupulous reporter.

….the ignorant are fearless?

But it doesn't look like it.

They couldn't describe this strange scene with words.

Of course Rita dared to conduct interviews while other people were dining, but the Wayne family behaved too casually, as if they were not afraid of being reported randomly.

……

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After the interview, Rita was also preparing to leave.

When she got up, she happened to meet two pairs of big puzzled eyes,

"Mr. Wayne, it seems that you are very popular with the opposite sex."

Vincent wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, "My big reporter, don't you want to report my gossip?"

"How is it possible?" Rita blinked her eyes with a smile, "The identities of the two of them are not simple.

Sandrine is the sole heir of the French Karma family. "

"As for that delicate French 'court flower'—" She half-closed her eyes, her tone slightly teasing,

"Fleur Delacour, you don't need me to tell you that she is the witch of the Delacour family."

Those who can attend this banquet, as expected, none of them are simple.

Vincent didn't think there was anything special, so he picked up his fork again and planned to continue eating.

Rita was a little disappointed, but soon showed a smile that she thought was charming,

"The reason why Miss Delacour can attract young people of the opposite sex is because her bloodline is not as simple as a simple wizard."

"Wizards and magical creatures?"

The pride that had just risen on her face disappeared in an instant, "This... how do you know?"

"I went to Abe's house in Japan during the Christmas holiday." Vincent calmly cut a small piece of lamb leg,

"Their ancestors forced a nine-tailed fox to bear offspring for him, and this family has never had a squib."

Rita's smile became awkward, "Ahem——Now that you're mentally prepared, I can share this information with peace of mind."

Oh shit information.

You obviously wanted to play tricks for fun, but you changed your mind immediately when you were found out, and you still want to pretend that nothing happened?

Under the gaze of the four pairs of big eyes of the Wayne family, Rita resolutely sat down again, and slowly revealed a secret that was not considered a secret in the French magic circle.

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