This Hogwarts isn't normal.

If it was before today, Daphne would have thought that Vincent was just a violent barbarian.

But like Hermione now, she realized that the fastest and most effective way to break some traditions of pure-blood wizards was violence.

Vincent grabbed Marcus by the collar, "Tell me, what's the difference between you and last year."

"Wayne, the halo above your head won't bless you forever!"

"Thank you for your advice." He threw Marcus on the round table, "It's a pity that you gave the wrong answer."

Pansy was trembling under the table.

Even if she covered her ears, she could clearly feel every vibration and every shout.

Marcus's hands fell weakly.

Vincent walked towards Draco and Blaise who were covering their foreheads.

"Wayne, I can give you a lot of gold galleons, more than you can imagine!"

"Sorry, there should be nothing I can't get." He grabbed Blaise's left arm and threw him sideways towards Marcus.

The overwhelming physical advantage made Draco finally realize the inequality between the two sides.

Outside, he was the only heir of the Malfoy family and the top of the pure-blood circle.

And in Hogwarts, he couldn't even resist Vincent, who was born a Muggle.

What he would encounter and how much he would be injured were not decided by him.

"Tell me, Malfoy -" Vincent looked down at him, "Am I qualified to stand in front of you?"

"You -" Draco clenched his fists tightly, and the protruding blue veins on his neck made his little face red.

The Malfoy family has four family mottos, but there are 55 family rules.

Life must be chosen, and you can't hold everything in your hands, otherwise you will lose everything.

"Wayne, you are qualified."

"What qualifications?"

"Vincent Wayne, you are qualified to stand in front of me!"

Draco panted heavily and loosened his fists that were clenched so hard that his knuckles turned white.

"So, Malfoy -" Vincent put his right hand on his shoulder, "Do you think you are qualified to stand in front of me?"

Experience is extracted from pain.

But this is humiliation, unacceptable humiliation.

Draco pushed away the hand on his shoulder, "Wayne, you want me to kneel down and beg for mercy, you are far from it now!"

"Indeed." Vincent sighed softly, "It seems that I still need to work hard."

Daphne opened her eyes wide at this moment.

She looked at Hermione next to her and quickly calmed down.

Maybe in a few years, the magic world will change.

"Crack--" Draco was slapped hard.

He was stunned until the second slap came, and he didn't react at all.

"Wayne!" Pansy suddenly rushed over under the table.

Vincent took a step back and slapped her with the slap he had just thrown.

After the crisp sound, the atmosphere became strangely quiet.

Draco, who was covering his little face, realized that this was a greater humiliation.

Two solid slaps made him rush over desperately.

Perhaps because he was too angry, he didn't pay extra attention to his feet, so he tripped on the expensive marble floor and his knee pressed a gold galleon.

Vincent bent down and grabbed the back of his collar without even looking at the face that was beginning to swell.

"How dare you hit me, Wayne!" Draco opened his mouth and waved his hands and feet in the air.

This ferocious look is really hard to associate with elegance.

"Your father didn't beat you, did he?" Vincent calmly stretched out his other hand and pressed his forehead, which was getting closer and closer.

"Crabbe! Goyle! How long do you two idiots want to watch the show!"

The two people who were breathing rapidly chose to attack from behind.

But Vincent turned around as if he knew it in advance, and after letting go, he grabbed Draco's legs and used them as a weapon to hit him hard.

His shoulder hit Crabbe's big head, and his waving hands hit Goyle's strong chest.

After circling back, the whole person flew towards Pansy who covered her little face.

Daphne looked away reluctantly.

She knew her former best friend liked Draco very much.

It was probably love at first sight when they were four or five years old.

Hermione, who was exactly the opposite of her, was just a little bit away from cheering loudly.

In less than half an hour, the Black Swan Club had been completely wiped out.

The students who were still standing were almost shaken.

Byron, who was standing on tiptoe at the door and looking inside, suddenly felt that his hands were no longer aching.

He looked at the other two.

No matter how well the Black Swan developed, the future of ordinary members like them was fixed.

Look at the Court of Owls. When the new members were bullied, the president beat them up without saying a word.

Although there are many complicated reasons, this approach is more touching.

Use gold galleons to order the members, and then hide behind to enjoy the fruits of victory?

Byron's hands trembled slightly.

This feeling was not the occasional pain before, but the trembling caused by excessive excitement.

"Wayne is a man of integrity and loyalty, and he is a man worth following!"

His decision was approved by the other two.

"Xander, Geoffrey, let's turn from evil to good and join the Court of Owls!"

"Okay!" x2

Vincent knew that there were quite a few Slytherin students who had this idea.

His cold blue eyes swept over the people lying down one by one, "We are even.

If you still want to continue, please remember that your opponent is me. "

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Second floor, History of Magic classroom.

Professor Binns seemed unaware of the Gryffindor students' collective absence.

Ernie handed Hannah a note asking her if she knew where Justin had gone.

The reply is of course I don’t know.

The collective absence of the little lions is outrageous enough, but even being late for the honest little badger is unforgivable.

"It's not good, it's not good-" Justin's voice sounded from outside:

"Vincent and Black Swan are fighting!"

The little badgers all stiffened and twisted their necks to look at him.

No wonder there was a collective absence, it turned out to be a fight.

Wait—Vincent alone?

"He's the only one!" Justin gasped, "Just now Flint was so scared that he dropped his wand."

Wow, what a big deal!

Ernie looked towards Professor Binns who was still concentrating on his lecture.

Is it warped?

Still not warped?

He decisively left his seat and trotted quietly outside the classroom.

Where there is the first, there will be the second.

"Does anyone know the reason why Diagon Alley was built?" Binns waited for a long time but did not hear the answer.

I looked down and saw that there was no one there.

"Is get out of class over?" Floating across the wall, then floating back again.

"What is fighting with what?"

After thinking hard for a long time, he could not recall what Justin just said.

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