Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

There is always magic in words, stealing time away from you before you know it.

For example, if you look at this sentence, it only took one second, but in the book, six years have actually passed.

"Vincent, it's time to wake up."

In the morning, in a room on the second floor of the commercial street, Elise shouted in the direction of the stairs.

She shouted, but her hands kept moving, splitting the sandwich in two with a knife.

There was a messy sound from the attic, and not long after, a boy about ten years old came down from upstairs.

This boy is Vincent.He was still wearing pajamas. The dark fabric made his skin fair and beautiful. His eyes were the gem-like blue common among Europeans. His facial features were much more delicate than ordinary people. Although his face still looked childish, it was not difficult to imagine. How eye-catching he is when he grows up.

"Why did you call me so early? It's only what time it is. I'm still sleepy." Vincent kicked a pair of slippers under his feet, rubbed his eyes with one hand, and reached behind his head with the other hand to comb his hair with a five-finger comb.

He originally thought about cutting his hair short, but later gave up. After all, his ears were different from others, and having hair blocking them would reduce unnecessary trouble.And in the wizarding world, it is not uncommon for men to have long hair, such as Lucius Malfoy. He still remembers the sexy black bow he used to tie his hair.

Elise did not answer his question immediately, but just glared at him, which obviously meant: think about it yourself.

Vincent finished washing up slowly and sat down at the dining table. Sitting opposite him was his cousin Louis, who was five years older than him. He was spreading peanut butter on a piece of toast.

"Wang"

As soon as his butt touched the stool, a large gray-white dog pounced on him.

This is a dog named Igoubigu. It was a gift given to Vincent by his Aunt Elise on his birthday last year. It is an ancient sheepdog, commonly known as the mop dog. It is the kind in the Dulux paint advertisement. The dog's hair is as long as The kind of mop dog that can't see its eyes.

"Oh, Yigubigu, don't lick it. You can't eat this."

Vincent struggled to snatch the slippers back from the over-enthusiastic dog's mouth, and the big dog let out a dissatisfied "bark".

Igubigu's dog head was like a mop with a tongue. Vincent couldn't bear the mop rubbing against his waist, so he had to pick out a piece of ham from the sandwich and give it to it and let it go.

When Elise saw her little nephew who finally started to eat breakfast slowly, she couldn't help but urged: "Why are you not in a hurry? You are almost late."

"Well why are you late?" Vincent raised his head in confusion.

"You have an exam today, you forgot." Elise couldn't help but hold her forehead.

"Ha, we have another exam so soon, so it's already June," Vincent said vaguely, holding a piece of bread in his mouth.

He only vaguely remembered that he was trying to brew a blessing elixir during the last exam, and he was still brewing a blessing elixir now.

"It doesn't matter how fast it is. The last time you went to school was last year."

Seeing the little nephew in front of her looking like she suddenly realized something, Elise didn't know what to say.This kid is smart and sensible, even better than his mother, but he is such a homebody that as long as you don't kick him out, he will definitely stay at home and there is no need to worry about being abducted by human traffickers.

Because of his problem, Elise has tried her best and thought of many solutions over the years.

At first, she thought that Vincent didn't like to go out because he didn't have playmates. The child looked lonely, but if there were playmates willing to go out with him, he would definitely be much more lively and cheerful.

So as soon as Vincent turned seven years old, Elise immediately sent him to an additional Muggle primary school and told him to make more friends at school, and it was best not to stay at home even on weekends.

It turns out that she was too naive.Vincent thought going to school was quite interesting at first, mainly because it had been so long since he had gone to class, and he felt nostalgic about it.So I decisively put down the research at hand and decided to experience English teaching.

Then, less than a month into the relationship, Vincent regretted it.

He couldn't stand singing children's songs with a group of primary school students. Children should be taught cooking lessons like this. He also understood that learning to cook should be cultivated from an early age. But why did Mao's school have so many outings? A small trip for three days, a big trip for five days

Is this the legendary happy education?

I love you, I love Tiao Mao.

The hot chicken course is a waste of time that is ruining my youth. Why not let me go back to practice making soup and boiling the magic potion?

Just like that, Vincent, who finally couldn't bear it anymore, returned home and continued his life of cooking potions every day. He only went to school once after passing the final exam of each semester, or came back after taking the exam.The school can't do anything about him. Who can let him get perfect marks in subjects even if he doesn't go to class?

In fact, sending Vincent to school is just one of Elise's solutions to get her nephew out of the house.

She also tried: hiding Macabaka and letting Vincent go to Diagon Alley to purchase goods, enrolling Vincent in interest classes, and even shamelessly deducting gold galleons from Vincent to make him run more trips. Gringotts

These methods are linked together to guide him step by step to feel the happiness that a normal child should have.

Elise would like to call it Vincent’s quit-home package

Dyeing geese and others are of little use

Elise found that her little nephew was simply indifferent. He really only liked reading books and learning to brew potions, and was always careless about other things.

The silent battle between her and Vincent lasted for a long time. Whoever compromised first would lose.

Until last year, Elise used her ultimate killer weapon, Igubigu

Yes, in fact, Igubigu is also part of Elise's plan. In other words, it is a tool dog.

Ha, you ask why because Igubigu is a dog.

And dogs need to be walked

In order for Vincent to find no excuse not to walk the dog, Elise specially selected this kind of dog whose hair is so long that it covers her eyes.

In this way, she could make up the excuse that Gubigu was blind, someone had to hold the dog when walking, and he couldn't let it run around on its own, and let Vincent go out every day.

Elise admitted that she was betting on whether Vincent would shave or braid the dog and let it go out on its own.

But she won the battle by betting that Vincent compromised first.

Elise glanced with relief at Igubigu, who was lying on the side eating ham. He must not know that he saved an autistic child who refused to go out.

"Aunt, I'm leaving first." Vincent's clear voice pulled Elise back from her memories.

The boy had already changed into his school uniform and was about to cast a cleaning spell on the skateboard that had accumulated a lot of dust.

"I've taken Igubigu away as well. I'll come back after a walk."

"Wow" the mop dog happily agreed.

"Well, be careful along the way."

Elise smiled and sent her little nephew out, even thinking that Yigu was cuter than Gu.