This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The first time Vincent returned to the dormitory, he shrank all three big things. ░▒▓█►─═ ═─◄█▓▒░

With Dumbledore in charge, he believed that violating the Statute of Secrecy would be fine.

After drinking several amplification potions, my body felt relaxed like never before.

By the time he returned to the auditorium and quietly got back into his big pumpkin, only about ten minutes had passed.

"Why are you outside?"

Hermione was always nearby, "You brought everything you sent from home?"

"Yes." Vincent walked out of the pumpkin with a calm face,

"Don't expect too much, there is nothing like what you think."

"Who expected it?" She calmed down a little, "You can't use electronic equipment here, even if you have a missile launcher, it will be difficult to put it to use."

"When did you become a military enthusiast?"

"Last week."

Vincent put away the surprise on his face, "I thought you were going to talk about yesterday."

As soon as Hermione raised her little head, he suddenly looked towards the door of the auditorium.

Although the effect of the perception potion is very weak, there is indeed danger outside.

"What's the matter?"

Vincent took out a small bottle,

"You'll know after you drink it."

The feeling of coldness and malice quickly occupied Hermione's entire brain.

"This feeling——"

"Sounds familiar, right?"

The twins who had been keeping an eye on them emerged from the pumpkin.

Cedric and Rove followed suit.

"Brother, is something going to happen?"

"It's a very strong feeling."

After quietly drinking the perception potion, the faces of the four of them became uglier than the last.

"He's crazy!" An excited Rove apologized to everyone around him.

"Is Quirrell going to start a war between the school and magical creatures for the Philosopher's Stone?"

Cedric tightened his school robe, "Do you think he used it to snatch--you know what I'm talking about."

"It's very possible." Vincent glanced at Quirrell who was dining elegantly, "But he can't use every one. At most, it's just some leaders."

"Those cute ones?" George touched the smoke bomb in his pocket.

"Absolutely more than that."

Trolls and Acromantulas were not enough to hold back Dumbledore and the professors.

Vincent had been paying attention to Quirrell's actions.

After he finished his meal, he folded the napkin neatly and politely.

This look of being so at ease, as if everything was under control, made every one of the six little ones itch with hatred.

The crisis was getting closer, but Dumbledore stood up abruptly.

His face looked a little tangled as he walked down the staff table step by step.

"Everyone, please return to the dormitory under the leadership of the prefects."

Percy stood up with a snap, "Follow me,

Don't get lost! "

Although the students were all talking quietly,

But he still got up obediently and followed his respective prefects.

"They are coming." Vincent, who was last, looked back at the auditorium door behind him.

No matter how small the effect of the perception potion is, the danger has indeed passed the castle gate.

Dumbledore came over holding his wand.

"Professor, outside..."

"I know."

He stood in front of the door, "The principal's office did not set a password today, anyone can go in."

"I - I -" Vincent hesitated several times before finally choosing to close his mouth and nod solemnly.

Quirrell, who covets the Philosopher's Stone, can only rely on the six of them to solve it.

"Bang——" A giant monster broke open the door of the auditorium.

Dumbledore unleashed the magic he had been preparing for so long.

An iron armor spell with a large range that can cover the entire auditorium.

“Click, click, click—” A huge number of Acromantulas rushed in.

Upon seeing this, the four prefects at the front speeded up the evacuation of the students in an orderly manner.

McGonagall at the staff table waved her wand, and a normally hidden staircase appeared near the students.

"The seniors should go back first!" Percy took Harry and Ron's arms, "Let the freshmen go first!"

Before Draco walked down the stairs, he looked back in the direction of the door.

Dumbledore's Iron Armor Curse was so powerful that he easily suppressed hundreds of Acromantulas.

"Wayne——" His eyes were fixed on Vincent, who was standing at the end without fear.

"Malfoy, hurry!"

Hearing the urging from prefect Marcus, he withdrew his gaze and went down the stairs.

"Wayne, come here quickly!" Percy shouted.

"It doesn't matter to me, you go up first."

Vincent leaned towards the five people in front of him, "Qi Luo hasn't moved yet. We'll go directly to the principal's office later."

"How to get there?" Fred asked Percy, who was maintaining order in front of the stairs, "Our good brother is very responsible."

"Then I'll go with Cedric and Rove first?"

"Okay." Hermione pursed her lips.

Watch the three of them disappear.

"Where's Wayne?" Percy looked at his twin brothers in confusion.

George pointed to the crowd on the stairs,

"I could only see his back in the blink of an eye. I think he was almost on the fourth floor."

"Yes." Hermione said with a serious face: "He is always so elusive, sometimes he doesn't even leave a shadow."

"Okay." Percy no longer doubted, "No one should come out when we get to the dormitory until I say it's okay."

"Yes, prefect!" The twins walked up.

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...

With the help of the Disillusionment Charm, the three of them successfully arrived at the principal's office.

Vincent took out two small and exquisite mines from his school robe.

Cedric and Rolf's lips trembled subconsciously when they saw him put the mines back in the corridor thirty meters away.

"Is this the small commodity you sell at home?"

"Slow-selling goods, no one will buy it even if you sell it at a low price."

After adding the Disillusionment Charm, Vincent used his magic wand to draw two red marks on the floor not far away.

"What does this mean?"

"Quirrell will definitely not step on the mark, what if he takes another step?"

"Dirty, dirty!" Cedric narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly, "But I like it~"

Vincent glanced at Rolf who had the same expression.

Who said that all badgers are honest?

He opened the Marauder's Map, "Wait for them to come first, then - how did Harry and Ron come out?"

Quirrell on the map was still on the first floor;

Fred and George were on their way;

But Hermione, who had just left the common room, was bumped into by them.

"She should be able to find an excuse to get away, right?"

"I think -" Vincent dragged his voice, arousing the curiosity of the two before he spoke, "No."

"Ah? Why?"

"Remember the right corridor on the fourth floor that is off-limits?"

Harry suspected that Snape was the mysterious man, and the scene outside would probably think that the other party did it.

Although he didn't know why he did that, he knew very well that the three-headed dog in the room on the fourth floor must be guarding something very important.

Originally, without Hermione's help, the two of them couldn't figure out what it was even if they scratched their heads.

But now...

"Is this also part of your calculations, Dumbledore!"

Cedric didn't understand what Vincent said, but Rolf understood it immediately.

His grandfather, Newt Scamander, had been calculated more than once.

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