Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

"Vincent, is this really your first time riding a broomstick?" George came over with a shocked look on his face.

"Yeah." Vincent focused on Qiu and Ron, who were walking together. They seemed to have a quarrel.

"The Chadley Cannons are the strongest!" Ron suppressed his blush, "They have won the League Cup 21 times!"

"That was before! I don't care, now the Tuthill Tornadoes are more powerful!" Qiu said with his waist, "The record of fastest catching a snitch in a single game in Great Britain is Rhodri Pugh of the Tuthill Tornados. Recorded by Renton.”

When she mentioned Rhodri Prenton, Qiu's eyes sparkled.

Ron was speechless and could only glare at her angrily, but he was not as good as Qiugao and had to raise his head, which was not a deterrent at all.

Vincent couldn't quite understand them Quidditch fans, Seekers and the League Cup?Is this...comparable?

The broom moved on its own, and Vincent turned around and found a little red-haired head swinging around him.

It's Ginny.The eight-year-old girl put her hand on the old broom and touched the pole dishonestly.

"I want to play too!" She raised her head and said in an expectant tone.

Vincent nodded and let go.

He wished that someone would come and take his broom away, otherwise today would definitely become the biggest black history in his wizarding career.

Ginny skillfully mounted the broom and was about to take off, but was caught by George.

"Hey! Ginny, come down here!" he said.

"I don't want it! I want to play too!" Ginny avoided George's hand and ran farther away.

"It's dangerous to ride a broom, come back quickly!"

"But I want to play."

"You are too young now, wait until you grow up to play again."

"But I want to play."

"That broom is a bit broken, please give it back to me first."

"Why didn't you say anything just now!" This was Vincent.

"But I want to play." This was Ginny.

"Can it be the same?" George said, "Ginny is a girl, what should I do if she falls? And it's not bad, just a little unstable. As long as the technique is good enough, it can be controlled!"

George's voice sounded very flat, like an old double-standard dog.

"Besides, you're fine." He added.

"...What if I fall?"

"Don't I trust your skills?" George patted Vincent's shoulder with the back of his hand, "Where's the most basic trust between people?"

"Oh, you don't have such a thing."

"Hey, Vincent. I see you just...oh! Mom is out!"

Vincent looked back and saw Mrs. Weasley wearing an apron coming out of the Burrow.

She first stood there and glanced around, and soon her eyes caught her little daughter holding a broom and preparing to ascend to heaven.

"Oh! Ginny, why did you run out?" She said, shaking a blue dress in her hand, "Here, try on my newly knitted sweater."

"Oh, Mom, it's summer now..." Fred couldn't help but complain.

"Fred? Come on, Ginny, put the broom down, don't be like your brothers."

Fred and George: "..."

How can you learn bad things by following us!

"Mom, I don't like blue..." Ginny glanced at it slightly disgustedly and said, "I prefer red."

"See, your taste has deteriorated by letting you fool around with them."

Fred and George: "???"

We won’t take this responsibility!

"No, red does look better..." George said weakly.

"Okay! No more red wool!" Mrs. Weasley said as she gave Ginny the sweater.

"Don't think I haven't noticed that there have been a lot less Floo fans recently..."

Fred and George froze.

Then, Mrs. Weasley finally found Vincent and Qiu eating melon silently, while her youngest son Ron was automatically ignored by her.

"...who are you?" she asked.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley, I am Vincent Greengrass...this is Qiu Zhang, we are here to see Fred George." Vincent introduced her.

Mrs. Weasley was stunned for a moment, "Huh? Greengrass?"

Mentioning this surname, it is natural to think of the pure-blood Greengrass family.Vincent also knew that the Weasley family actually had no dealings with these self-respecting pure-blood families, but his parents were also in the Order of the Phoenix back then. They might...should...probably knew each other...

"Are you Violet's son?" Mrs. Weasley responded quickly.

"Well, yes. Just call me Vincent."

"Oh! You have grown so big. I have hugged you before! You were just... so big then." She gestured with her hand to show the size of an owl.

"But later on, when you learned to walk, you stopped being held... You are such a young child, but you see many things more clearly than us adults..."

Mrs. Weasley ushered everyone into the house and began to ramble on about the past.Talking about how confused Violet became after giving birth, how smart Vincent was when he was a child, and how his father withstood the pressure from his family to join the Order of the Phoenix...

Not only were Fred and George dumbfounded, but even Vincent himself was a little surprised.

It sounds like I once had a place in the Order of the Phoenix...

Um?Three years old?A bit awesome, I...

"...How has little Vincent been living at his aunt's house these years?" Mrs. Weasley asked with a smile.

"It's good. Aunt Elise and Louis are both very good to me..."

Besides always wanting me to go out...

Vincent added silently in his mind.

"I'm friends with Fred and George, and they all came to me via floo powder..." He defended his good brother.

"Oh! Kid, it's not your fault. You're right. It must be Fred and George's problem."

Mrs. Weasley turned to them again and said, "Do you hear me! You two are not allowed to lead Vincent astray, do you hear me?"

The twins twitched their mouths at the same time. How could Vincent be led astray by them?

He is the boldest, okay!

He was the one who tricked them into making Polyjuice Potion, he was the one who took them to Knockturn Alley, and he was the one who went to the bookstore to wholesale black magic books...

If he were told that the Department of Mysteries, the most mysterious of the Ministry of Magic, had a collection of out-of-print books, he would have broken in and plundered them even if he had to risk being imprisoned in Azkaban!

I really don’t understand what Vincent can’t do...

etc!There really is!

...You can’t give birth to a child!