This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Don't call adults, it's a Christmas holiday for children only.

Neville is just a little slow, not a real fool.

Of course he knows Vincent's good intentions.

"I-I want to go too."

"Great!" Alfred hugged the three from behind, "This trip will be wonderful!"

"Alfred, let go!" James' face was flushed by the pinch.

Vincent and Neville were also a little uncomfortable, but not as serious as him.

"Asshole! Alfred, you did it on purpose!"

"No way~"

After the joyful noise, it was time for the miserable potions class.

Thursday, two consecutive classes.

Snape never made any sound when he walked.

From the moment he came to the classroom with a sinister look, the little lions' hell began.

"Finnigan! Last week's paper was not long enough. I want to see you rewrite it in standard font tonight."

"Brown! Don't think I don't know that you were whispering to Patil just now. Gryffindor will lose 10 points."

"And you, Weiss!

You haven't cleaned your cauldron for two consecutive weeks. Your house will be deducted 10 points again because of you."

20 points at the beginning can only be regarded as an appetizer.

The little lions are numb, even Neville is no exception.

"Longbottom, why do you put pomegranate juice at this time?"

"I-"

Snape didn't give him a chance to answer at all, "Did you put it according to Wayne?"

"I-"

"Don't explain, I know Wayne often brews enhancers, but why haven't you learned it yet?"

"I-"

"Ah, I know, is Wayne's level not good enough, and you can't learn it no matter how I teach you?"

Neville habitually shrank his head.

The resentment is really too heavy.

On the other hand, Vincent, who was calm and dispensing potions, did not leak a single drop.

Snape sneered and floated into the aisle.

Hermione and Daphne were completely different in terms of technique and progress, and in principle, there was no problem.

But he was not a principled person.

"Greengrass, how many points do you think you should give yourself?"

"60 points."

"Huh - how about Granger's?"

Daphne couldn't say it.

If it's too high, you will be ridiculed, and if it's too low, you will also be ridiculed.

"Ahem -" Hermione was stared at viciously.

"6-60 points."

Snape glanced back and said, "I heard that you are good friends. It seems that some rumors are true."

He dared not to kill people, but he certainly dared to destroy their hearts.

"I hope you can keep 60 points."

He walked forward slowly with a blank expression.

Both sides were unbearable to look at, and neither side was satisfied.

"get out of class dismissed!"

The two extremely painful classes finally ended.

The little lions ran out of the classroom happily, and then retreated in a panic.

Because Snape hadn't gone far, and he looked them in the eye one by one.

Only Harry followed him wisely, and the rest were all observing the situation quietly.

"A bunch of idiots!" Draco stood up arrogantly and patted his high-quality school robes.

The sky was clear, the rain stopped, and Master Malfoy felt that he was doing well again.

Although it was not a personal defeat, it was really nice to see the mortal enemy being defeated.

If he hadn't been beaten up in a bag, it would have been great.

"Who is it!

!" The whole stairwell was filled with his unwilling roar.

This method of not hitting the face but only hitting the buttocks...

"Wayne!

!"

Draco clamped his legs and went back in a rather ungraceful manner.

Fourth floor, Owl Court Activity Room.

Vincent, who enjoyed the hero's treatment, moved around for the first time in a long time, and the whole person immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

If you have any troubles next time, you can find a "good classmate" to talk about "the truth in your heart".

"Welcome to the triumphant return of President Wayne!"

Vincent hurriedly pulled Fred and George who were making a fuss,

"Shh - if I get caught, I'll expose you two as soon as possible."

The twins from Weiss can't keep a low profile.

Only one day later, they were caught by Snape with a big dung egg to make trouble.

Each person was deducted 50 points and had to write a 20-foot-long self-review.

Percy went berserk that night.

Fortunately there was no howler letter, otherwise the social death team would have to add two more generals.

Sunday afternoon.

Harry came out of Snape's office starving.

He had just gotten up in the morning and went there without eating.

But even so, he was still half a minute late.

Snape knew all this, but he still delayed until the afternoon to let them go.

Under the double blow of the mind and the body, let alone the brain block technique, he couldn't even calm down.

"Old James, what are you going to take on vacation?"

"Of course, it's--"

Great, the symptoms of tinnitus are coming out.

Harry, with a buzzing head, suddenly envied Vincent's three roommates.

Going on vacation abroad together will definitely be a wonderful trip.

If we can go together...

He shook his head quickly and ate the last bite of "lunch".

Voldemort's whereabouts are still unknown, and it is unknown whether there are Horcruxes abroad. It is safest to stay in Hogwarts.

"Harry, have you ever been abroad?"

"No."

Ron held up his little face with envy, "If Fred and George go together, I can follow them."

Harry forced a smile, "Even Qiu can join them. If you ask, Vincent will definitely not refuse."

"Forget it, if I go, you will be very lonely during this holiday."

His smile grew brighter, "Thank you, Ron.

If it weren't for you, I really don't know how I would survive. "

"Stay? Why did Snape torture you again?"

Harry couldn't ignore Ron's concerned eyes and told him about Occlumency.

"What!?"

"Hush - this matter needs to be kept strictly confidential."

Ron was about to stuff a pair of small hands into his mouth.

Snape might not be a bad guy, but he's certainly not a good guy.

No wonder Harry's mental state became more and more depressed. It turned out that he had experienced inhumane torture.

"You should go on vacation with Vincent and the others."

"Ron, I know, but—

But I can't keep escaping. "

No matter how scary Snape is, he still has a bottom line.

Voldemort, who was countless times more terrifying than him, had no bottom line at all.

If you provoke him you will die, if you do not provoke him it will be difficult to escape.

"This is not the answer." Ron sighed for a long time.

Harry smiled bitterly, "Actually, it's not without results. At least I feel that my mental endurance is much stronger now."

"How strong?"

"So strong that I dare to imagine myself pointing at his big nose and cursing him all night long."

Just thinking about it made Ron a little excited.

"It's Christmas next Friday and the club said they're going to have a big party that night."

"Vincent and the others are not here, who organized it?"

"My dear brothers."

The reason why Fred and George stayed was probably because they wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to do something.

After being frustrated for more than a month, it was time to do something serious.

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