This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Fred and George said no, but still got Vincent a quite credible schedule.

As the eldest daughter of the Greengrass family, Daphne usually stays with her best friend Pansy after dinner.

Either in the Black Swan Club room or in the Slytherin common room.

And today is Sunday. When Draco and Blaise came over just now, she happened to go upstairs with Pansy.

When Vincent walked into the activity room, there were several senior students besides them.

"Wayne!" Pansy stood up reflexively, "What are you doing here!"

"Take a stroll." He sat opposite Daphne, "Don't you welcome me?"

"Get out of here!"

"I didn't ask you."

Pansy's little hand slammed on the table, "Don't try to get her idea! She won't pay attention to you!"

"Is that so?" Vincent's blue eyes looked directly at the evasive eyes opposite him.

"Wayne, get out of here!"

Daphne's little hands were clenched tightly under the table, "You--come here to see me. Is there--what's wrong?"

"Your sister, Astoria Greengrass."

She met his gaze, "My sister? What are you going to do to her!"

“Exchanging life for life.”

Pansy suddenly leaned over and got in between the two of them, "That's enough! If you don't get out—"

"You're so long-winded." Vincent put the alder wand on the table, "Here, tell me a time and place.

"Pansy——"

"Ignore him, Daphne!" Pansy just took out the wand and dropped it to the ground as if it was hit by something.

"I'm in a hurry, can you be quiet for a while?" Vincent didn't move his eyes.

"You don't have to believe me, but what about Albus Dumbledore and Nick Flamel?"

Daphne gradually calmed down, "Prove it to me."

"As you wish." Vincent stood up holding the wand and met the fierce eyes of a large group of senior students around him.

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The tip of the alder stick pointed at the ceiling with the black swan painted on it, and he recited a spell under Daphne's disbelieving gaze.

"Calling God to Protect——"

The moment Suanni appeared, the senior students immediately understood where the gap was.

Their parents may not know this ancient spell, and even if they can barely release it, it is mostly a ball of silver steam.

A patronus in full form is a sign of extraordinary magical abilities.

"Wayne!!!" Draco's roar came from outside.

The students on the other side of the door consciously separated, allowing him to see clearly the Suan Ni patron saint sitting on Vincent's shoulders.

"This is—impossible!"

"Is that enough?" After getting Daphne's nod, Vincent turned to face him.

"Nothing is impossible."

Draco and Blaise, who came in together, both had grim faces.

Not long after they were happy, reality slapped them both hard.

Convergence point?

People just come over and destroy the place.

I'm sure I'll be beaten severely today, but I don't know how long I can resist.

"What happened?" Another voice sounded from outside.

So familiar, so sweet.

Draco quickly reached out and pointed at Vincent, "Professor Lockhart, this violent maniac wants to hit someone!"

"Ah?" Lockhart walked forward quickly, his eyes fixed on the dazed Patronus of Suanni.

"Vincent, is this yours?"

"Obviously yes."

He glanced at the students one by one with a complicated expression.

Everyone has his own surprise and his own little thoughts.

There are many members of the Court of Owls, and the reason why Black Swan can live up to them is entirely because of the heritage of the pure-blood family.

Ancient magic spells, deep connections and resources.

There is nothing wrong with Slytherin students pursuing the greater good.

Now, the balance is right.

"Vincent, why are you here?"

"Come for a walk." Vincent pointed the tip of his staff at the Suan Ni Patronus on his shoulder, dissipating it into specks of golden light in the air.

"Professor Lockhart, I just asked my Patronus to come out to protect me."

There was a large group of people around, and it really didn't look like they were here to fight normally.

But neither Draco nor Daphne obviously believed this.

"What was written in the newspaper today——"

"That's slander!" Vincent said with deep disgust: "Professor, you should know this feeling very well."

Lockhart seemed to let go of the big stone that had been blocking his heart, "That's right!

I take back what I said about Miss Skeeter yesterday. She only had an occasional conscience. "

We are all "victims", so we can naturally understand the feeling of being "slandered".

"Professor, can I go back?"

"Of course." Lockhart straightened his chest unconsciously.

He felt he had an obligation to teach students how to identify rumors and how to think independently.

And as soon as possible, must be fast.

Vincent glanced at Daphne and walked out of the activity room under the gaze of a dozen pairs of eyes.

"Children, I'm so sad!" Lockhart covered his chest after he left.

"You have been deceived! By some people with ulterior motives!"

Only separated by a corridor, Vincent could clearly hear his instructions.

"I really don't want to miss any opportunity."

"Don't you want to miss any opportunity?" Hermione sat near the door and stared at him suspiciously.

"An opportunity to promote yourself." Vincent's eyes twitched.

Not only was she there, but so were Fred and George, Cedric and Rove.

"Dude, did you fail?"

"I succeeded."

George stepped forward and circled him, "Did you shrink her? Or did you use the Disguise Charm to hide her?"

"Which her?"

Fred smiled evilly and gave him an elbow, "Don't pretend, wasn't the eldest lady of the Greengrass family kidnapped by you?"

"What!" Vincent looked at Hermione, who had her little head hanging down.

"Why should I bring her back? Now is not the time."

Cedric suppressed the ridicule on his face, "Then what did you bring back?

Apart from her, there seems to be nothing useful to us, right? "

"Yeah." Luo Fu nodded seriously, "If you fail, you fail. The worst thing is that next time we go together, we have to tie her back."

Vincent felt a little dizzy.

After all, we are students, so it is normal to think of a specific thing.

That's right, he just used Daphne's matter to take away their Black Swan Club and even something that some pure-blood families have always been proud of.

Grindelwald has passed away, Dumbledore has aged, and Voldemort has completely lost contact.

To maximize your profits, if you can't beat them, just join.

Once this idea comes up, it will be a good thing for the Court of Owls as long as a small number of Slytherin students change their views when the matter of the Greengrass family is resolved in the future.

If anyone else officially joins, even one would be a great thing.

"I understand!" Rolf looked at Vincent like he was looking at a monster, "If things go smoothly, you can control - what can you control?"

"Domination." Hermione quickly lowered her head after saying this.

It hangs a little low, and the expression is completely invisible.

"Yes, dominate Hogwarts!"

Vincent's eyelids were beating wildly.

He knew who spread the rumor without asking.

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