This Hogwarts is not normal

At dinner time, Draco came with a full face.

He came to Ron with a high profile, and opened his mouth to say words like pig brains and idiots.

"You're a coward, Malfoy!"

"Being with fools makes you stupid."

Draco bowed slightly, and leaned his face towards Harry, "Potter, I know you don't agree with my approach, but victory requires unscrupulous means."

Harry's face became ugly, "Malfoy, victory achieved by despicable means has no glory at all."

Draco wasn't surprised by this behavior.

He was very patient, and it was only two weeks.

"Potter, think about it carefully, Wayne didn't come here twice."

Although it is low-level to sow dissension, it is practical.

"He is a selfish man, he won't even give you advice."

"Go away, Malfoy!" Harry slammed the table suddenly, standing up and facing him.

"How do you know Vincent didn't do this?

You planned to divide us from the beginning! "

Suddenly realizing it, Ron slapped the table harder, "You're a villain through and through, Malfoy!"

Draco looked at an empty seat nearby, and raised his head high as if bursting with confidence.

"Weasley, you should hide like Wayne."

He casually met Harry's angry eyes, "Don't blame me, Potter.

Gryffindor is not for you. "

Without thinking about it, Harry slapped his outstretched right hand away.

"Malfoy, I will never agree with you, ever!"

Vincent pushed open the door of the auditorium, and heard this roar.

Draco, whose face was blushing a little bit, stared blankly at the boy in front of him who was in the same situation as him.

Who is Harry Potter?

The savior of the wizarding world?

"Potter, it turned out that I was wrong." He squeezed his right hand, "You are the same as this group of people."

"Go away, Malfoy!"

Ron glared at him. "Harry is not your type, never will be!"

Vincent walked over step by step.

Draco suddenly swayed and laughed as if he was greatly stimulated.

His sad, angry and disappointed eyes were inexplicably aggrieved.

"Potter, you will regret your choice today."

Master Malfoy, who was pampered and loved by thousands since he was a child, is gone.

He passed Vincent as if he hadn't seen him at all.

"What's wrong with Malfoy?"

"Come and mock us."

Vincent sat calmly and tapped the empty plate in front of him, "I thought he was being bullied."

Neville thought for a while, and nodded in agreement, "As long as it is someone who goes against his will, I guess he will really take it as a bully."

"Spoiled child."

Vincent, who enjoyed his lunch quietly, could already expect a bloody storm.

Slytherin tried his best, and Gryffindor would be ruined sooner or later.

But he wasn't panicking at all.

As long as the walking college points are still there, no matter how bad they are, they can be added back at once.

Although Hermione knew it, she was not in such a good mood.

As soon as Vincent finished wiping his mouth, she couldn't wait to come over.

"I am a person who pays great attention to dining etiquette."

"That's why I'm here now."

He stood up slowly, "You have changed, you wouldn't be like this before."

Hermione gave him a blank look, "Mr. Wayne, you seem very proud?"

"A little bit."

Seeing that she was about to lift her little feet, Vincent hurriedly strode towards the gate of the castle.

"Miss Granger, you should know the reason why Gryffindor and Slytherin are really opposed."

"Values?"

"Yes."

Hermione, who followed him out of the castle, lowered her head, "I have to admit that they were actually right at some point."

"Don't let impulse cloud your judgment."

Vincent looked at the Forbidden Forest in the distance, and suddenly stopped and sat on the grass.

"Remember the school points for walking?"

"I'm not as bold as you." Hermione sat down a little further away.

"Well, you are responsible for adding points in class, and they are responsible for reducing points in various ways."

"how about you?"

"Secretly learn a few practical little spells." Vincent winked at her.

Hermione, who was quite speechless, hugged her knees and stared blankly at the endless Forbidden Forest in the distance.

Quirrell was injured like this last night, probably because he didn't find any magical creatures that could help him.

"I'll be very angry if you don't call me."

Vincent turned his head in surprise, "Don't you disagree with my thug's actions?"

"Hmph—" Hermione got up and went back to the castle.

Before it was completely dark, he also went back after stretching.

Hitting the unicorn idea?

He's still thinking about the back of his head.

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After a peaceful Monday, Gryffindors and Slytherins finally got together for Charms.

Draco's blatant provocation almost made the lion cubs' eyes widen.

In this battle, the two sides would have to fight on the spot as soon as Flitwick announced his dismissal.

Vincent, who was concentrating all his attention, was completely oblivious to the small storms in the unexpected world.

Even if they really fight, it won't affect him.

"Who can tell me the most basic conditions for releasing the spell?"

Hermione raised her hand.

"Oh, why is it a big die again~"

Before Flitwick could speak, Draco taunted eccentrically.

He didn't care about the gazes on the podium at all, "So many of you, can you just watch Granger stand out in the limelight?

Where's Potter?What about Weasley?

Why haven't you raised your hand even once? "

Just as Vincent picked up his wand, intending to feel the difficulty of the silent spell, he was satirized by his words.

"Wayne, do you want to do tricks for everyone in class?"

Draco dragged his signature long-tailed voice, "My dad knows a lot of circus masters, do you need me to introduce you?"

Vincent first shrugged helplessly at the podium, "Professor, Malfoy has affected me."

Flitwick sighed slightly.

This Slytherin clearly wanted to die with Gryffindor.

"Mr. Malfoy, because you have seriously affected the students, Slytherin will take 10 points off."

Draco was not annoyed at all, "Professor, where's Wayne?

He secretly picked up his wand, maybe trying to disrupt the classroom with magic! "

Flitwick turned to look at Vincent, "Mr. Wayne, do you have anything to say?"

"My wand is a bit dirty, Professor."

He shifted his gaze to Draco, who had a bad complexion, "The stain should indeed be cleaned up in time."

Draco, with a gloomy face, seemed a little disapproving.

Vincent is too calm, not a player who can be easily fooled.

But what about the other impulsive Gryffindors?

"Hey, you can only rely on Wayne and Granger for extra points..."

Although the tone was melancholy, the words were clearly mocking the 120 points deducted the day before yesterday.

The furious lion cubs clenched their fists.

Flitwick on the podium lifted his little head with emotion and focused on the ceiling.

After decades of teaching career, he probably already got used to it.

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