This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Cumbria is located in northwest England, bordering Lancashire to the south and the Irish Sea to the west.

In a deserted valley, a black and white whirlpool suddenly appeared.

Coming here from southeastern London, Devine's Apparition is qualified.

It would be better if the dizziness could be reduced.

Vincent shook his head and had a deeper understanding of Sam, who was about the same age.

Let’s not talk about whether it’s difficult or not, but crossing an intercontinental continent is quite impressive.

"Greengrass Manor is at the bottom of the valley." Devine walked at the front,

"There are anti-Apparition spells and no-fly spells further down. We can only walk there."

Fifteen minutes later, he stood on the edge of the mountain and raised his wand.

After tapping the air twice, the three of them saw a manor built on the side of a mountain.

Inside the iron gate is a not-too-long green belt, leading to an exquisitely carved fountain, and beyond that is a section of white marble wall.

The main building of the manor is behind the fence, and the small building next to it is not very big.

A couple was walking slowly around the fountain toward them.

Even though they were far apart, both of them recognized Vincent.

They all attended the morning hearing.

The two slightly joyful faces stiffened slightly.

When his eyes glanced at Victor, there was even more disdain that could not be concealed.

"Devi, are they all your friends?" Mr. Greengrass waved his hand and made the iron door open automatically.

"Uncle Restman, I'm just here to lead the way."

Restman Greengrass looked at his wife indifferently.

Forget about Vincent who led the eldest daughter into evil, what about the one who exudes a dark aura that cannot be concealed?

"Let's talk after we come in first." Mrs. Greengrass took Devine's arm and said, "We haven't seen each other for two years. He has grown stronger."

She pulled the person forward.

Restman in the back was chatting with Vincent, "Sigri and I both thought we were dazzled just now!

Vincent, if you say hello during the hearing, there is no need to trouble Devi to come and lead the way. "

"I have other things to do."

He glanced behind him and said, "Is it about this gentleman?"

"No." Vincent smiled and had no intention of continuing this topic.

Restman wisely did not continue.

He had never heard of any connection between the Rozier family and Nico Flamel.

"By the way, who is this?"

"One of my partners, his name is Victor."

Whether it's a vampire or a werewolf, this visit is not an easy one.

Sigri Greengrass, who was walking in front, asked Devine in a low voice,

"Tasks at home?"

“Wayne knew—no, that guy knew my aunt.

As we all know, France is a warm and open country.

Although they are not as bold as Muggles to swim naked on the beach, wizards do not choose future marriage partners.

As long as it's not outrageous to choose a Muggle-born, a slightly famous family is acceptable.

If there is no outstanding talent in the UK, the family will have already decided on the marriage partner before they graduate from Hogwarts.

Even though there is an age difference of almost 80 years, Vader and Devine's fathers are cousins.

Sigri suppressed her inner curiosity and slowed down a little.

"Devi, are your family still looking for a suitable marriage partner for you recently?"

"Ah, yes." Devine coughed awkwardly.

"Aunt Sigri, none of them have a good reputation, and the rest are too young."

As long as the benefits are in place, it's not impossible.

It's a pity that after spending a lot of human resources twelve years ago, the person who should be imprisoned in Azkaban was still imprisoned in Azkaban.

Now you can still choose someone with a bad reputation, and the blood relationship will only get closer in the next few generations.

By that time, the internal marriage tradition of the Twenty-Eight Sacred Families may be invalidated.

In another hundred or two hundred years, the "sacred" halo above their heads will slowly dim.

If there is another wizard war, this process may be greatly accelerated.

"Oh -" Sigri looked behind her vaguely, "It's a pity that Daphne is only 12 years old now, otherwise I would really want to make an engagement with you."

Vincent was unmoved and still chatting with Restman.

"Mr. Greengrass, my teacher has an oil painting on the four walls of the Gringotts vault. It should be the work of Mr. Leonardo."

"That Muggle artist genius who was regarded as a wizard?" Restman's interest was aroused.

As a wizard, he looked down on Muggles.

But as an antique lover, of course he knew about this last three masters of the Muggle Renaissance.

Leonardo di Piero da Vinci's genius once led Muggles at the time to mistake him for a real wizard.

"The painting styles are very similar, most likely yes."

The glint in Restman's eyes flashed.

Regardless of whether he had investigated in advance or not, his hostility towards Vincent had indeed decreased a lot.

"I really want to see it with my own eyes."

"There will be a chance, Mr. Greengrass."

Sigri in front withdrew her gaze, frowned slightly and then quickly let go.

Together she and Devine walked through the white marble wall that was split in the middle,

"Devi, you were much cuter when you were little than you are now."

"Yeah." Devine laughed to himself, "Since Uncle Evan's accident, our whole family has changed."

Entering through the solid rosewood door of the main building is the hall where the Greengrass family entertains guests.

There are many paintings and sculptures from the Restman collection.

"You guys sit down first." Sigri walked through the hall, apparently going to prepare tea.

After Restman sat down, he began to introduce his collection to Vincent one by one.

Victor watched expressionlessly the whole time.

He only needs to play a certain deterrent role, but it seems that he is of no use now.

Devine is the one who leads the way, and he doesn’t have to do anything.

When Sigri brought tea and snacks, the two of them, who seemed to be having a lively conversation, tacitly agreed not to continue.

From the conversation just now, Restman felt Vincent's sincerity.

It’s not surprising to know Muggle works, but it’s difficult to accurately guess a few wizard works.

It was obvious that he had done enough homework in advance.

"Vincent, I finally want to understand something now." Restman put down the teacup he had just taken a sip from.

"Excellent people often attract jealousy, I believe you have already experienced it."

"Yes, so the club I founded has no threshold, and you don't even need to pay membership fees."

Vincent's confident face reminded Leicester United of his eldest daughter.

Daphne has been a supporter of pure-blood supremacy since she was a child, and there is no way she could simply be "led astray".

The real reason behind this is probably also the reason for this visit.

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