This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Fame, status, background, ability, all can affect a person.

After Daphne's reminder, Hermione began to realize the difficulty of realizing her dream.

If you are lucky, you may be able to work in the Ministry of Magic for ten to twenty years based on your personal ability, and you will be eligible to run for Minister as you wish.

But if you want to be successfully elected, luck cannot control it.

Even if a pure-blood family has no privileges, it is still very difficult to rely on ability alone.

"Obviously he has the most hope, why do you want me to..."

Daphne could tell a lot from the confusion on her little face.

There is joy, gratitude, inferiority, motivation, and many, many more.

"I don't think Vincent is the kind of person who wants to be bound by rules."

All the complicated emotions on Hermione's face disappeared instantly, "He is a realist among idealists, and he always has a way to accomplish things that seem impossible."

the calculating Defense Against the Dark Arts professor;

Confronting Voldemort possessing Quirrell;

attracting the attention of Snape, a former Death Eater;

Tackle two furakans about to spark hurricanes in the Pacific;

Learn extremely difficult silent spells and wandless spellcasting;

Resist the thousand-year-old basilisk that walked out of the secret room;

Fight away Voldemort's Horcruxes with Snape;

Established a company to sell Gwent cards externally;

Meet a large number of unattainable big names in the magical world...

Taken individually, these are all things that can be boasted about.

However, Vincent never flaunted anything, and the feeling he gave her was the same as when he first entered school last year.

"Daphne, he will not let that young lady take advantage of her in vain."

"Well, she and her family will definitely have to pay the price."

The intuition of the two little witches was very accurate.

The burgundy gt-r parked in front of a simple and elegant mansion, and Vincent inside gently opened the car door.

The mansion is a Japanese-style building full of age. In front of the open wooden door stands a couple in kimono.

Behind the door were two rows of servants with their heads hanging down and wearing drab kimonos.

"Vincent, welcome!" the middle-aged man's English was a little broken.

"I am Rinne's father, Haruhiko Jingu."

He is tall and thin, with a rather elegant temperament.

"Uncle Junyan, hello." Vincent stood there.

Perhaps because he had more contact with Snape, he always felt that Linyin's father must be very smart.

A man who can control such a large family and business empire must have many secrets hidden secretly.

"Bah -" the sound of brakes sounded.

Five Toyota Centurys stopped one after another.

Junyan raised his smile again, "Vincent, are you still satisfied with your uncle's arrangement?"

Vincent nodded cooperatively, "I'm very satisfied. It would be better if I could keep a low profile."

Junyan looked calm, as if he was waiting for the children to arrive.

"Oh - I haven't introduced Linyin's mother yet!" He suddenly tapped his forehead.

"Dear, why don't you let me speak." Her English was very fluent,

"First meeting, Vincent. I am Rinne's mother, Meiko Jingu."

"Hello, Aunt Meiko." Vincent's attitude was the same as before.

Not long after the atmosphere became awkward, Changji came over with the children.

Cedric and Rolf were particularly well-behaved, as were Autumn and Marietta.

Both Hermione and Daphne were a little wary, the difference was only in degree.

James was very excited and was looking around at the mansion in front of him.

Neville hid timidly behind Alfred.

"Uncle Tosuhiko, Aunt Meiko, my classmates didn't get much rest just now, why don't we go in first."

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Linyin stepped forward as a matter of course, "Father and mother, they must be very tired after coming from such a long distance."

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"Ah - it was my negligence!" Junyan turned around apologetically,

"Please come in, don't be polite to uncle, just treat this place as your own home."

Meiko next to him also turned sideways, "Children, dinner is almost ready, can you rest later?"

Cedric and Rovnana nodded.

Vincent walked in the front, next to Rinyin who looked a little nervous.

Changji did not enter the door, but ordered the servants to carry the luggage.

When he came into contact with the mithril suitcase, his expression became more and more solemn.

No one would know its extraordinary value unless they touch it with their own hands.

Not worried? Still confident?

Or maybe both?

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Behind the door of the mansion is a small courtyard, with lawns on both sides of the cobblestone road, and a stream in the distance can be vaguely seen.

Right in front of the house, a large area of ​​precious plants is planted.

The most eye-catching thing is a row of cherry blossom trees in full bloom.

If she hadn't trusted the security of the Hogwarts Express, Hermione would have really doubted whether the Asgardian family had investigated something more private.

Qiu and Marietta didn't think too much, they were both attracted by the blooming cherry blossoms.

Meiko noticed their looks,

"You two ladies, why don't we go there for a stroll first."

"Is it really okay?"

"sure."

The two little witches and Gugu followed her enthusiastically.

Daphne was a little ready to make a move, but in the end she didn't follow.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that the situation doesn’t allow it.

Before thoroughly understanding the Jingu family's purpose, any move to lower one's guard would be foolish.

This place, where even the servants carry the aura of magic, is not something ordinary confidence and strength can handle.

The Jingu family's house is made of cherry blossom wood.

It has protective magic, so it has not left any traces of time for hundreds of years.

Four servants stood on either side of the door and bowed at 90 degrees.

Junyan stopped with a smile on his face, "Vincent, I see you are in good spirits. Have you had a good rest?"

"Thanks to Linyin and uncle's kindness, I'm used to sleeping."

"That's good." He turned around stiffly.

Lin Yin, who was following behind, had a complicated expression.

She knew that the calmer Vincent behaved, the less her father would dare to have any evil thoughts.

But there is a bottom line.

"Rinyin, I have something to do, please entertain the guests first."

"Yes, Father."

Junyan in the corridor entrance gradually goes away.

"Are you so impatient?" Vincent bent down and untied his shoelaces.

When in a rural area, do as the Romans do and take off your shoes before entering the house.

"You make my father nervous." Linyin unzipped her boots and walked to a shoji door in her white socks.

She put her hand on the edge of the wooden door frame and pulled away, "I was really afraid that you two would fight just now."

"No."

Inside the door is a medium-sized living room.

Linyin turned around and took a deep look, then walked in without saying a word.

Vincent placed his shoes on the rack outside.

As Cedric and the others did so, they all thought of Fred and George.

If these two took off their shoes, it would be a horrific biological attack.

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