Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

"elder brother!"

Qiu ran into the laboratory in a sprint of [-] meters. His inhuman speed made Vincent have to wonder if the Chinese restaurant was on fire.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen this little girl for a while.

He was either making medicine or blowing up the woods every day, and he didn't even play mahjong with Qiu.

"Brother, are you leaving?" The little girl threw herself on Vincent's back, causing him to almost fall into the crucible in front of him.

"Where to go? Who said I was leaving?" Vincent looked confused. He just thought Qiu was in the way, so he avoided her for a few days, but she told him to leave?

"Fred and George said it." Qiu frowned and shook Vincent's arm in a flattering manner, "Please don't leave. I won't bother you anymore, and I won't play mahjong with you anymore." …”

Vincent never expected that the first time he was begged by a girl not to leave was because he felt that they were always bothering him by playing mahjong.

He vaguely remembered that the last person who spoke to him like this was his physical education teacher in high school.

But what he said at that time was: "Don't walk, okay? Run!"

"...I won't play mahjong anymore. We can fight the landlord..." Qiu pursed her lips, as if she would cry if she was rejected.

"Wait a minute! I'm not leaving!" Vincent put down the spoon and pen in his hands and looked at Fred and George with squinted eyes.

"What did you two say to her?"

"Huh? Aren't you leaving? School starts tomorrow." Fred said doubtfully, "By the way, do you want us to go to King's Cross Station to see you off tomorrow? It just so happens that Charlie and the others also have to go to school."

"Yeah! Yes, I can give you a ride on the way." George also pretended to agree.

"No, the start of school...what does it have to do with me? Why should I go to school?"

"Hey, is there anyone who doesn't have to go to school?" Fred said, "Percy didn't say that."

Vincent then realized that they seemed to have thought he was 12 years old.

I suddenly felt a little guilty...

"Ahem, um...actually I'm ten years old..." Vincent whispered.

"Ah?" Fred was stunned for a moment, "Then you still want us to call you big brother?"

Did you call?

You do scream!

No, you really know the key points...

"No wonder Percy did a summer assignment that I never saw you do..." George said, holding his chin.

No, this is not the point!

"Then it's time for you to call us big brother, right?" Fred leaned over with ill intentions.

"Even though I'm ten years old, I'm older than you. I'll be 11 years old in more than three months." Vincent pushed him away expressionlessly.

"Impossible!" George gestured to the top of Vincent's head, "You are shorter than us!"

"...You guys grow up so fast, so be careful about osteoporosis!"

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Qiu lay on Vincent's back and said, "So you don't have to go to school, right?"

"I didn't even go to school when I was 11 years old." He put Qiu down from his back.

"That's not right! Where did your wand come from?"

Blind student, you discovered Huadian!

Look, George is indeed more reliable.

"The wand was left behind by my mother," Vincent said. "My parents are gone."

"Oh, sorry."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I don't even remember it." Vincent paused, "I have no memory from before I was three years old..."

This is the first time that Vincent confesses his amnesia to others. Originally, only Aunt Elise and Louis knew about this matter, not even Qiu, who grew up with him.

"Isn't it normal to not remember things before the age of three?" Qiu said blankly, "I can't remember what happened when I was a child."

"...That's different. When I was three years old, someone from the Ministry of Magic cast a forgetting spell on me. When I woke up, I couldn't remember anything, and my parents were gone."

None of the three people spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Qiu suddenly cried out, "Wow! Brother! You are so pitiful, brother! Let me be your father from now on! This way you will have a father!"

"Vincent! I will take good care of you for your parents!" Fred said seriously, "From now on, I will give you a share of the bacon sandwiches made by mom. I will definitely make you feel the strong maternal love! "

Qiu burst into tears and patted Vincent on the shoulder, "I've thought about it. From now on, we can talk about our own things. I call you brother! You call me brother." Call me Dad!”

Vincent swatted her hand away expressionlessly.

Do you think that while you are crying and talking, I don’t know that you are wiping your hands on my clothes?

I knew neither of your reactions would be normal!

But I didn’t expect it to be so abnormal!

Why am I here to stir things up with you? I...

"I know, I'm sorry." George scratched his head, "It's not your fault that you don't grow taller..."

Vincent:(?_?)

...where is my knife?

"Brother, brother, what are you looking for?" Qiu saw Vincent groping for something on the table and took the initiative to come over to help, "Dad, help you look for it."

"Go, go, let's cool off!" Vincent pushed them away impatiently, "Don't you see I'm busy?"

"Hey, Vincent, you haven't even entered school yet. Does that mean you learned all those magics yourself?" Fred asked.

"And magic potions too?" George also asked.

"if not?"

"cool!"

"Then can we also learn?"

"Tch!" Qiu whispered, "I have known him for more than six years and he has never taught me anything."

"Okay!" Vincent surprisingly agreed readily.

Qiu's eyes widened.

"But in exchange, I will make medicine for you in the future and you are not allowed to refuse." He added.

"Okay!" Fred responded in one breath, "What about that, I also want to learn the Disguise Curse!"

"Why don't you teach them but not me!" Qiu complained sourly.

"You didn't even ask." Vincent smiled and teased her, "And you can't do anything for me."

"I...I can teach you how to play Quidditch!"

"Oh! Vincent, you don't know how to play Quidditch!" Fred and George looked at him as if they were aliens.

"Why do I have to play that unfair sport of riding a broomstick...Hey! What are you looking at?" Vincent expressed his views sincerely.

He felt that the rules of Quidditch were unreasonable for more than a day or two.Why can the chaser work so hard to score a goal and only get ten points, while the seeker can instantly seal the victory as long as he catches the golden snitch.

Everyone just watched the game to have fun. The rules were unreasonable, so he tolerated it.But obviously ten and one hundred and fifty are both multiples of ten, can't they be directly calculated as one point and fifteen points?

His obsessive-compulsive disorder makes him want to eliminate that zero!

"Oh! Fred, did I hear you right? There are people in this world who don't like Quidditch!" George said incredulously.

"Oh! George, you heard that right, Vincent said he found Quidditch boring!" Fred deliberately took a few steps back, as if to stay away from some possible germs.

"No! In fact, it's hard for me to understand why so many people like Quidditch..." Vincent continued, "Speaking of which, wouldn't it be comfortable to ride on a broomstick that's so thin? The skateboard I modified with a levitating charm wouldn't be comfortable to ride on. Does it smell good? If I have the ability in the future, I will definitely change its rules..."

"Vincent!" Qiu suddenly called his name. In fact, she rarely called him by his name directly, but once she called him, it meant that she was really angry.

"I don't have an unfilial son like you!"

"..."

Vincent felt that he could not communicate with these three Quidditch brainless fans...