Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

Fred and George took the formula and left eagerly, leaving a pile of books for Vincent to pay for.

Vincent flipped through it roughly and found that they were all like "108 Ways to Trick Your Friends", "How to Make Your Roommate Kneel Down and Call Him Dad"...

Fred...as expected of you...

Vincent deliberately delayed for a long time before slowly returning to the laboratory. Outside the door, he saw George holding a knife and gesticulating on the sticky locust.

Look!What is efficiency!

At first glance, he looks like he is going to do great things!

It took him several days to mentally prepare himself for what he was going to do, but the twins started to do it within a few hours.

oh!How disgusting!Let me vomit first...

I still stopped watching it. When I saw it again, I really couldn’t put it down.

"Oh! Vincent, you're back." Fred, who was tinkering with the crucible, shouted.

"Where's my book?" He stretched out his hand and asked Vincent to get the book, without any intention of helping his brother.

It seems that Fred is more interested in mischief magic than making potions.

But maybe he just doesn't like cutting insects...

And George seemed to prefer potions.

Vincent thought he could tell them apart by now.

"Well, here it is for you."

Fred couldn't wait to hold the book and start flipping through it, his eyes glancing towards Vincent from time to time.Vincent couldn't help but wonder if he was the roommate Fred wanted him to call daddy...

Vincent couldn't help but shudder.

No, not right!

He doesn’t even have a wand and I’m afraid of what he’s going to do!

Only readers are worthy of calling me daddy!

Cough, far away.

Vincent actually didn't gain much today. The spell books he saw in the store rarely contained spells he didn't know, but he still couldn't find the magic circle on the clock in the Weasley family.

This made him a little disappointed.

But it's not a big deal, he will figure it out sooner or later.

He was starting to look forward to going to Knockturn Alley. There would definitely be a bookstore there!There must be a magic spell that he has never seen before!

For example, books about black magic, curses, etc. could not be sold openly in Diagon Alley, so he didn't know much about them.But there is definitely one in Knockturn Alley!

Although black magic is called black magic, this does not mean that they are evil per se, they are just more destructive than ordinary magic.

According to this standard, in fact, most of the stacking magic that Vincent used should be considered black magic.

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with understanding this. In fact, many wizards with excellent defense against the dark arts have in-depth research on black magic, but they don't usually show it.

At worst, he doesn't use it. Even the white magic in his mind is actually not commonly used. Most of them were tried a few times when he first started recording magic circles, and then they were never used again.

Now there's only one question left to consider...

"Fred George, who did you plan to become when you sneaked into Knockturn Alley?" Vincent suddenly asked.

The garage was quite quiet originally, but when he made a sound, George tilted his knife and cut the leech into two pieces.

Fred wasn't much better either. His head fell off... No, he kept supporting his chin with his hand and smiled evilly. When he tilted his hand, his head fell off... No, his chin slipped from his hand. …

You know what I mean...

But the way he was reading so seriously just now made Vincent almost not recognize him.

"Ahem, what's wrong? Can't you just change into anyone?" Fred picked up the book as if nothing happened.

"Why do you change it so casually? It's not a disguisemagus, right? You have to add ingredients to the polyjuice potion before drinking it, and you have to pull out your hair in advance."

"Then...become a dad?" This is George.

"Become a dad?" This is Fred.

"...If you really dare to use your father's identity to enter Knockturn Alley, he probably won't have to go to work the next day."

Does he know how you cheated your father?

Cheating stuff...

"Then Bill! Or Charlie?" Fred suggested.

...My dear brother can’t be fooled either!

"Sober up. You don't know how recognizable your family's hair color is. Wherever you go, someone will know your surname is Weasley." Vincent paused, "I suggest you get some Muggle hair. , so no one will be able to recognize it."

"Muggle hair? What?" Fred frowned.

"Hey, have you forgotten your old profession so quickly?" Vincent raised his eyebrows.

"You mean, prank?" The twins' eyes flashed with excitement.

……

……

Polyjuice Potion was a potion that was very time-consuming and laborious to brew, which resulted in George and Vincent spending most of their time at the cauldron except for eating and sleeping.

Although George was considered a genius by Vincent, he had only been exposed to potions for a few weeks, and his experience was still not as good as Vincent's.

Vincent was just disgusted with those disgusting people's operations. With George's help, making the potion went much more smoothly.

As for Fred?He borrowed Vincent's wand and spent the whole day huddled in the corner of the laboratory, muttering to a book and not knowing what he was doing.So much so that Vincent didn't dare to get close to him recently, for fear that he would suddenly want to test the tickling spell on himself.

Fortunately, Fred didn't have such dangerous thoughts - he usually went home and tried Ron, which made Vincent, the older brother, very happy.

Still he has a conscience.

Vincent thought so.

"Vincent, whose hair did you pull?" George suddenly asked.

"Louis...is my cousin."

"You won't let us pull out Bill and Charlie's hair, and then you'll pull out your own brother's hair?" Fred jumped up immediately.

"Can that be the same? Louis is not a wizard." Vincent put his hands on the carpet and stretched his stiff legs.

"Yes...can I ask how you did it?" Fred asked curiously.

"Well... I told him that he had white hair on his head, and then I pulled it out openly..."

Vincent thought the reason he made up was reasonable. Louis had been preparing for next year's GCSE exams throughout the summer. Isn't it normal for a middle school student preparing for the exam to have white hair on his head?

"Awesome!" George said, "Why didn't I think of that?"

"We pulled the hair from the heads of two unlucky guys who were sleeping in the wheat field. They woke up all of a sudden and chased us for nine streets..." Fred added.

After saying that, he suddenly came over with evil intentions, "Hey! Vincent! You have white hair on your head! Let me help you pull it out!"

"...Nonsense! I only have white hair on my head!"