This Hogwarts isn't normal.

"What did you say!?"

"I said I was here for a vacation.

Hermione and Daphne had disbelief written on their faces.

"Really, see for yourselves."

Vincent took out the letters Kenny had sent to him from his suitcase.

One letter a day, 11 letters in total.

The two little witches looked up at him and then lowered their heads, trying to find signs of forgery in the letter.

I was just flirting with my girlfriend in the small garden, so there was no need to spend a lot of time on it.

So is it true?

Is it really because I'm so annoyed that I can't stand it?

"Oh, and this." Vincent took out Sam's letter.

Despite all the evidence, they couldn't believe it was true.

If you think about it carefully, he originally invited them both for vacation.

Maybe it was before, but it may not be now.

"Assist the Jingu family to stop the ambitions of Abe and the Ashiya family, and finally negotiate cooperation in a high-profile manner?"

Daphne's abrupt words stunned Vincent.

This was his thought yesterday.

"First it was Britain, then France, and now it's Japan's turn?"

Hermione was talking about what was on her mind this morning.

"Yes, I also plan to add America and Asia to my territory of power, and finally unify the entire magical world."

They all thought he was joking.

Something that even Grindelwald couldn't do, let alone Vincent who was born as a Muggle.

“To be honest, I have already thought of the name of the organization.

"I know, Justice League, right?"

Vincent's lips trembled slightly, "No, do you think I would choose such a tacky name?"

"Yes." Hermione and Daphne nodded their heads seriously.

If you tell the truth, you won't believe it, but if you tell the truth, you will believe it.

"Okay, whatever you think." He lay on the floor, staring blankly at the ceiling, which was also made of cherry blossom wood.

Hermione stretched out her little hand and shook it, "Aren't you going to tell us how you plan to deal with Abe and the Ashiya family?"

"There are twenty copper-iron alloy sniper rifles in my box."

"Aren't you going to deliver the goods to the Magic Congress?" Daphne looked a little excited,

"I understand, you have to deal with them before then."

Vincent was trembling all over, "Are you crazy, or am I crazy?"

"You're crazy."

He sat up with a wry smile, "I'm going to call Sam over now. You should believe me, right?"

They both glanced pointedly at the suitcase.

Only Vincent knew what exactly was inside.

"Well, if they really do something outrageous, I will definitely go to their house."

The two little witches left contentedly.

How could Vincent, who was "domineering" at Hogwarts, be peaceful when he was on vacation?

Their intuition was right.

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The Jingu family's properties are spread throughout the wizarding and Muggle worlds.

Of course there are top-notch Japanese restaurants, although they are not in the public eye.

There are 23 wards in Tokyo, each with its own characteristics.

After sunset, most districts lose their daytime bustle.

But Shibuya and Shinjuku are about to become more lively.

All kinds of hedgehog hair, dark visual costumes, pure student clothes, etc. can be seen everywhere here.

Even though they were extremely fashionable, Vincent in the car felt that they were still very far away from the real fashion boss - Mr. Deng.

The burgundy GT-R braked suddenly and was thrown sideways into a parking space in Shibuya's open-air parking lot.

Neville and James in the back seat were a little tight by their seat belts.

They didn't even dare to take a breath.

When Linyin turned off the engine and pulled out the key, they both immediately unbuckled their seat belts, pushed the door open and staggered out of the car.

Severe speeding, coupled with unpretentious full-throttle cornering, those who can survive without exception are ruthless people.

Vincent got out of the passenger seat and stretched.

Compared with the simple drag racing, the excitement of a helicopter flying at low altitude through the woods is still high.

"Old Wen, why didn't you respond?"

"I flew in a helicopter that my dad flew when I was 5 years old."

James gave a weak thumbs up.

Neville fell to the ground with a "Wow" sound, "I - I feel like my brain - my brain is about to be thrown out."

Vincent returned to the passenger seat, opened his suitcase, and took out a bottle of potion that was infinitely close to gold.

"Happiness potion, drink some and you'll be fine."

Linyin's eyes looked a little pity.

This bottle was the most perfect elixir she had ever seen, and its effects would probably last for less than half a month.

The fact that you can easily pick up a bottle proves that there must be many more in the box.

"Did you do this?"

"Our Potions Master did it."

She nodded in realization.

Snape, the master of potions, is also ranked among the best in the world.

Even compared to those monsters in South America, he is probably in the top ten.

The elation potion took effect quickly and Neville no longer felt afraid.

He stood up with a smile on his face, "I think I could do it again now."

James rolled his eyes, "You can say this after dinner."

At this moment, three Toyota Crowns drove into the parking lot.

This Century car is too grand, and the low-key Crown is much more suitable.

Vincent's mentality changed again after learning the lesson again.

He felt that he was not worthy, but others did not think so.

After all, he was an apprentice of Nicolas Flamel and Gellert Grindelwald, so his vehicle had to be in line with his status.

A flying car was enough, but it always felt like something was missing.

Walking into the bustling streets of Shibuya, he finally knew the answer.

Combining alchemy and magic circuits, it can switch to the appropriate form at any time and perfectly circumvent the Statute of Secrecy.

"What are you thinking about?" Kenny gently pushed his shoulder.

"I'm wondering if I have the ability to realize my idea now."

Kenny pouted and walked past him quickly.

After exercising for an afternoon, the most important thing now is to fill his stomach.

Rin, who was walking in the front, looked back for the seventh time.

Vincent had finished thinking and looked a little excited.

She turned into a sparsely populated alley and stopped in front of a small shop called "Maple".

The decoration was particularly old-fashioned, as if it had traveled from hundreds of years ago to the present.

"We, the Jingu family, started out as a grocery store. Before the Ministry of Magic was established, we had already accumulated a lot of wealth from non-magic people."

Real businessmen only care about profits, not background and status.

Except for two small seats, there is only one cooking table that can seat 15 people.

An old man with white hair put down the newspaper in his hand, "Welcome-Miss!?"

He stood up respectfully, "Why didn't you call in advance before you came?"

Rinyin hurriedly helped him sit down, "Grandpa Yoshi, I'm afraid to disturb you."

From her reserved attitude, the identity of this old man must be extraordinary.

"How could it be, Grandpa is alone, and he may not be able to make a single deal in a month."

Yoshi seemed a little close to him besides being respectful, not like the common master-servant relationship.

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