This Hogwarts is not normal

Early on Sunday morning, Vincent and Cedric met outside the castle.

"How do I cooperate?"

"Make it as big as it gets."

With a tap of Cedric's wand, the metal bullet inside the graduated cup became bigger and bigger.

When the limit was reached, Vincent filled it with water.

"Well—next time."

Glass beads, stones, clear water, oil and other substances were completed one by one within more than three hours.

"There is also gas, which is estimated to be next week."

Cedric nodded, then focused his gaze on Vincent's face.

"What? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No." He looked a little embarrassed.

Vincent watched this handsome boy's faltering performance, and suddenly remembered that he was in the Great Empire.

He stood up from the grass with some fear, "Um, this——I still have things to do."

Cedric also stood up quickly, "Is it urgent? I won't delay your time too much."

Vincent took a step back in a panic.

But after all, people are here to help, so let's listen to what they want to do first.

"Tell me, you can do anything that doesn't violate morality."

Cedric, who had a strange expression, was stunned for a moment.

"Wayne, I heard from Fred that he learned fighting from you, why don't we compare?"

Vincent, who patted his little heart, let out a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be a fight, and he was so scared that he thought it was a wrestling.

"No problem, right here?"

Cedric noticed that there were many students nearby, so he leaned over and whispered, "Maybe someone will spread the matter."

"I don't mind these things." Vincent understood what he meant, "How about we find a place where there are no people?"

It would be embarrassing to lose in front of the students.

"No, no, no." Cedric touched his nose in embarrassment, "I'm just worried that I might conflict with you." Seven

Gryffindor and Slytherin "go to war". The two of them fought here in public. There is a high probability that it will be rumored to be Hufflepuff's "intervention".

Vincent didn't dare to find a place where there were no people.

"I'll explain the situation to them."

Cedric said nothing further.

As a Quidditch Seeker, his slender build might make him look a bit frail.

However, under the influence of his father who works in the Department of Magical Creatures Regulation and Control of the Ministry of Magic, he has developed a good habit of exercising in the morning and evening since he was a child.

When dealing with magical animals, the most important thing is a good body.

To deal with all kinds of weird magic at any time, how can the physique be as weak as it looks.

Vincent took off his school robe, his tie and his watch.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, and rolled up the sleeves to his upper arms.

Not to underestimate any opponent is one of father Eric's warnings.

Seeing that he was warming up, Cedric couldn't help but become serious.

This attitude alone is already stronger than many people.

"I'm ready." After warming up, Vincent saw only one person left in the world.

"I'm fine too." Cedric was also only wearing a shirt.

"let's start."

In the eyes of the surrounding students, this is a close duel.

However, Hermione, who "coincidentally" passed by, already knew the ending.

Even if it is a wizard duel, she believes that the ending will not change.

After Vincent approached, he squatted down to avoid the punch, and swept his right foot across the grass.

As soon as Cedric's butt hit the ground, he had retracted his legs and stretched out his hands.

It happened so suddenly that many students did not react.

"I lost." Cedric put his hand over.

Vincent pulled him to stand up together, "I learned fighting since I was a child, and it's not a shame."

"I am convinced that I lost." Cedric looked away after letting go.

Originally, he didn't think he would win, but he didn't expect the gap to be so big.

"Wayne, I heard you started a club?"

Vincent glanced back and forth from the crowd with a sense of foreboding.

The twins, Fred and George, were indeed there, and they were pretending to look up at the sky.

"The application has not yet been approved, and strictly speaking, it may not be possible."

Cedric nodded.

He knows something inside.

"Can I join?

I mean wait until the application is officially approved. "

"Yes." Vincent agreed with a wry smile.

The twins can know the password of the Slytherin dormitory every time, probably through the exchange of such unknown little information.

When the excited Cedric left, Hermione quietly came to him.

"Mr. Wayne, do you know that you are capitalizing on the enemy?"

Vincent was a little confused, "As an enemy?"

"Cedric is the Seeker."

He bent down and picked up the school robe helplessly, "It's nothing, even if Malfoy wants to learn, I will teach."

Hermione showed such a look, "Are you trying to do something through the owl court?"

"Yes, I will become a great wizard beyond Professor Dumbledore in the future."

Hearing this joke-like words, she actually quite agrees in her heart.

There are not no wizards who integrate fighting into magic, but they can also use guns at the same time. He is probably the only one in the world's magic world.

wizard?Muggle?

Vaguely, she seemed to think of something.

"Hey, what are you thinking?"

"No."

Seeing him put on his school robe, Hermione threw out the thought that had just popped up in her mind.

"There's Qiu here in the afternoon, who will go?"

She blurted out: "I'll just go there!"

Vincent shrugged, turned and walked towards the castle.

If he and Qiu stay together, it is indeed easy to be misunderstood.

When we got back to the auditorium, it happened to be lunch time.

As the number one cook at Hogwarts, Ron had already been waiting with Harry.

James and Alfred were there too.

"Where's Neville?"

"He's looking for Raffle."

Vincent sat down, "Seriously, why is he always so forgetful?"

"Who knows." James spread his hands, thinking of Laife who was always "elusive".

Strictly speaking, it's not that it likes to play hide-and-seek, but that Neville often forgets where to put it.

Got left in the shower once.

Another time was left behind in the Potions classroom.

"Huh——" Neville, who ran over panting, finally found Raife.

However, one of the shoes under his feet was missing for some reason.

"Are you interested in learning the Flying Curse?"

Neville nodded numbly, "I'm thinking about it, but isn't this spell very difficult?"

"I'll find time to teach you another day." Vincent tapped the plate.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

If the Gryffindor students lived in harmony like this, it would be impossible for Slytherin to occupy the House Cup for six full years.

Many people know this truth, but few little lions practice it.

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