This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Curiosity is interest in unknown things,

Gossip is inquiring into other people's privacy.

It's okay if the former is discovered, but the latter will be ashamed if discovered.

Based on their reactions, Vincent roughly knew that they thought he and Rita really had something.

Friendships with past lives don't work. When you should question, you don't blindly choose to believe.

He felt so relieved that he almost believed this excuse to comfort himself.

What's going on with the perverted little beetle?

How can you betray your partners so blatantly!

Rita was writing a manuscript at home when she sneezed several times for no apparent reason.

She probably knew who was "missing" her, but there was really no other way.

She is a well-known journalist with professional qualities. She has taken over Jin Gallon, who has swept the company, so she can't praise Vincent to the sky.

Even if there is a risk of exposure, the matter has been settled anyway, and at most it will be revealed in a few days.

"Ah!" This big sneeze ruined the manuscript she had worked so hard to write.

The wet paper was rolled up into a ball and thrown onto the trash can filled with paper balls.

Rita hurriedly wrote a new title:

Now that the taste is right, the next step is the content.

She wrote eloquently for a long time, and it was not until dawn that she finally stopped writing with satisfaction.

With so many black spots, I believe no one will doubt anything.

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Slytherin table.

"Shet! Merlin appears!"

Draco's jaw nearly dropped.

Blaise squeezed past and glanced at the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"Vincent Wayne inherited his father's troll-like physique, and he beat several students into the school hospital with just a few clicks of his fingers..."

He looked at Draco's ecstatic little face and couldn't help but wonder if his good friend had been beaten a little too much and his brain was not functioning properly.

"Look down, my friend."

Marcus, who was doubtful, became more and more excited as he watched, as if he had been awarded the Order of Merlin.

The "poor young master" refers to Draco, and the "poor rich young master" refers to him.

The two did not succumb to campus violence and have been resisting the strong Vincent.

They are true lone heroes! They are the hope of all Hogwarts!

The villain will fall and must fall!

The two people, full of self-confidence, strode proudly towards the Gryffindor table.

Vincent was very calmly reading the newspaper and drinking oatmeal.

Rita is still self-aware, and she made up an entire page of black spots in one night.

Dumbledore was said to be the son of someone who hated Muggles when he was in school, but after graduation he still became the face of the wizarding world.

He's just a violent school maniac with many evil deeds. Anyway, he already has the reputation of being the only son of Europe's top weapons dealer, so it's best to come up with something more terrifying.

"Pfft-" He almost spit out the oatmeal in his mouth.

It wasn't because of the two people in front of him, but because of Rita's second point in teasing him.

——Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor Killer

As we all know, this evil course has always been evil.

And since Vincent enrolled in school, the power of the curse seems to have become greater.

Quirrell came to steal the Philosopher's Stone, but he had been bullying him before taking action.

According to information provided by an insider, a certain professor who later took over the class had been manipulated by him.

Not only the quality of teaching has deteriorated, but people have also become more and more depressed.

This year's Lockhart is even more pitiful. He has been punished to the point where he has no temper at all and can't even attend class well.

"Wayne, are you so funny?" Draco lowered his hands to protect his face angrily.

If he hadn't reacted so quickly just now, that mouthful of oatmeal might have been mushy.

Vincent picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, "It's funny. This is obviously fake news."

"Nonsense!" Brace grinned widely, "You are a complete violent maniac!"

"Thank you." Vincent waved to him, "Sad rich young master, please don't disturb my mood of enjoying breakfast."

Draco sneered again and again, "Your true colors have been exposed, let me see who else dares to buy your tattered Gwent cards."

"No trouble, poor young master." Vincent continued to drink oatmeal.

Based on his understanding of Rita, this unscrupulous reporter is expected to clear his name tomorrow.

Then darken again, then wash again.

By repeating this back and forth for ten or eight days, the two of them would be able to completely cut off their relationship.

"Let's see how long you can stay calm!" Draco turned his back and glared at him sideways, "Wayne, I advise you to restrain yourself."

Vincent waved his hands impatiently.

"snort!"

When they were far away, Neville, who had just shrunk his neck, raised his head.

"That reporter dared to swear on his career yesterday. Why is he spreading rumors and slandering you today?"

"Who knows, maybe they collected money."

He looked towards the beaming Slytherin table.

Most of the rich men are there, so it's normal to spend some money to smear them.

Not just him, in the eyes of many students, Vincent was not at all what the newspapers said.

If these things were true, how dare Draco and Blaise come here just now? Snape had dared to be sarcastic before?

One glance was fake, but they were still complacent.

"I'm done." Vincent folded his napkin and stood up.

"Oh." Neville nodded, "Where are you going? Today is Sunday."

"Let's go to the Black Swan Club."

Hermione, who was not far away, pricked up her ears.

"Are you going to fight back?"

Vincent turned around and gave Neville a thumbs up, "Yes, I'm going to take some of their things."

Neville stared at him as he walked away.

"What do you think he's going to take away?"

James moved the comic book covering his little face away, "Of course, he's going to take all of them away, and let the Court of Owls stand at the top of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

Alfred glanced at the cover of the comic.

There is no sexy big sister, but a group of bad boys with a ruffian's spirit.

"What's this about?"

James turned the comic book over mysteriously, "A kind-hearted transfer student fell in love with a girl at first sight and was determined to protect her in this filthy school."

"Did he succeed?"

"He just beat a villain with a knife. I'm afraid we may not see the ending until we graduate."

Alfred was not interested, "It's boring. According to Vincent's personality, he might even be at the top of the wizarding world."

"That's right." James continued to read the comics.

Hermione's expression was very strange.

According to Vincent's personality, he would not go to the Black Swan for no reason.

Then what he was going to take away must be very important.

"Daphne Greengrass!"

The three of them looked at her blankly.

"I mean he's going to take her away!"

"Where to take her?"

"The Court of Owls!"

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