This Hogwarts isn't normal.

If it was last year, Hermione would not have made these guesses.

But after witnessing Vincent's performance, she had to admit that some wizards were born to be favored by magic twice.

She did not think this was unfair, but she was full of motivation.

Talent only represents the difference in starting line.

She believed that with her own efforts, she would be able to greatly shorten the distance and finally catch up with them.

"Has Wayne always been like this?" Luna pointed at Vincent, whose trajectory in the sky was like lightning.

"Always." Hermione hugged the notebook tightly, "Although I am reluctant to admit it, he is indeed our best student."

The pride on her face seemed to come from the heart.

"Wayne gives me a very special feeling." Luna's tone was very calm, as if she was stating the facts, "It's hard for me to describe this feeling of unconsciously wanting to pay attention to him."

Ginny looked at Vincent, who was still at ease under the attack of the twins, with a look of surprise.

According to the ranking of the latest issue of "Flying Broom Encyclopedia", the rogue rabbit is the fastest broom in the wizarding world today.

Wood in front of the goal was very pleased.

If nothing unexpected happens, this year's Gryffindor team will still beat the other three colleges.

"Take a 15-minute break first! Then we will practice teamwork!"

Fred and George landed quickly after hearing this.

It was definitely tiring, but the key was that Vincent was very stable, and any interference from them ended in failure.

"Dude, you fly so fast, you should be a seeker!"

"That's right! In this way, the Golden Snitch will be caught by you at the beginning of the game.

Vincent picked up a towel and wiped off the fine sweat on his face, "Really? Then I will tell Wood now?"

The twins nodded confidently.

"I'm kidding." He folded the towel in half and put it away, "I really enjoy the process of scoring."

The three smiled at each other, and then looked at the audience mysteriously.

"She didn't forget it, did she?"

"It's very likely."

"Should we prepare a surprise?"

"There is still a week left. "

Team training focuses on cooperation and awareness.

Vincent versus six teammates.

The pressure increased exponentially, and he was more serious than ever.

The first time ended in failure, but the next week's training ended in a tie.

It was still the same position, and it was still the same three girls.

Hermione's alchemy progressed quickly and had reached the stage of dissolution.

Luna stopped hiding and sat next to her very naturally.

Ginny wrote and drew in her notebook while watching them train.

As soon as the training ended, Fred and George went back quietly.

Vincent came to the audience, "Do you want to go outside?"

Hermione put away her notebook, "No, I want to get to the stage of 'separation' as soon as possible."

"This thing can't be rushed, you have to pay attention to the combination of work and rest. ஜ۩۞۩ஜ ஜ۩۞۩ஜ" He walked towards the castle.

Human energy is limited, and she is not willing to widen the gap.

If it's just one day or half a day, it won't have much impact.

When the three of them walked into the activity room, countless colorful fireworks exploded.

"Happy birthday, Miss Know-It-All~" George stood on a high platform made of tables.

Today is September 19th, her 13th birthday.

Fred next to him gently pushed him, "What Miss Know-It-All, I'm Miss Granger! "

"Yes, that's right, it's all because the old bat always says that~"

Cedric put a very gorgeous cloak on her, and Rolf put a mini princess headdress on her.

Hermione, who was standing there in a daze, was pulled into the activity room by Ginny and Luna.

She rubbed her eyes, as if to confirm that the scene in front of her was not an illusion.

All the second-year students of Gryffindor have come, and many senior students have also come.

Lavender and Parvati, who share the same dormitory with her, held a cake in their hands.

The shape is very delicate, but the little people painted with chocolate on it are crooked, and they don't look like her at all.

Vincent stepped forward, "If you hadn't gone back yesterday, we wouldn't have to wait until now."

Percy was not as serious as usual, and put a candle on the cake with a smile.

Thirteen is not an auspicious number.

Hermione's eyes were a little wet.

Before coming to Hogwarts, she didn't have even one real friend.

Except for her family, no one remembered her birthday.

"Blow out the candles first. "Lavender and Parvati walked forward with cakes in their hands.

Her eyes swept over everyone in the activity room, then she closed her eyes and made a long list of wishes.

Some were her own, and some were theirs.

After the candles were blown out, fireworks more brilliant than before exploded instantly.

Hermione will never forget today, a day when a large group of friends celebrated her birthday.

No discordant voices appeared, and no unpleasant things happened.

She looked at Vincent who was acting very naturally, "Thank you, thank you--"

Tears slid down her cheeks, these were tears of happiness.

"I said she would be touched~" Fred and George took out more fireworks and lit them.

Under the colorful sparks, Hermione's tear-stained face smiled very happily.

This was the first time, but it would never be the last time.

Her mind recalled what Vincent had said just now on the court.

Be lazy and care about the people around you.

The exquisite cake in front of you must have been made by a pastry master.

"We asked your mother to make this yesterday." Vincent handed her a serrated cake knife.

"Don't blame us for taking matters into our own hands."

"Of course not." Hermione held the handle of the knife with both hands, "Did you draw this?"

"One stroke per person, pretty ugly, right?"

"No, it's so beautiful!"

She carefully moved the knife sideways to separate the little chocolate man who looked nothing like herself.

Cedric brought out the parchment, Fred and George provided the wooden frame, Rove installed the glass, and Vincent conjured up the delicate patterns.

Hermione hugged the photo frame tightly, "This is the most precious gift I have ever received."

"Not necessarily~" Fred and George stepped aside.

The beautifully decorated arena was almost filled with gift boxes of different sizes.

"I will cherish them." She looked down at the photo frame in her arms.

The little person above looked more and more pleasing to the eye, and the more she looked like herself.

"Okay, the sensational time is over!" Vincent raised his wand high, "The party begins!"

After the "copy into double" spell, he had an identical cake in his hand.

"Shet!" Before Percy could react, his big face was hit hard.

After wiping the cream from his eyes, he saw Fred and George's evil smiles.

"Wow~ Isn't this our vice president~"

Percy, who was covered in white, roared angrily and also used the copying spell to hold a cake in one hand.

"You're finished!"

The activity room instantly became lively.

The cream flying all over the sky touched Hermione's little face, but it didn't touch the original cake.

She was not angry, and even called Vincent over and wiped a handful of cream on his face.

"You are repaying kindness with hatred!"

"Today is my birthday."

"Okay, okay, wipe it on as you wish."

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