This Hogwarts isn't normal.

"80 points!" Ron shouted after class,

"How can he deduct 80 points from us in one class!"

"Because--" Neville tightened his school robe, "Because he is a professor.

Harry, who wanted to say something, silently took the textbook.

It was time to go to the Bat Cave again.

Every weekend and after the potion class, he would go to learn brain occlusion.

It has been half a year, and there has been no progress.

If you have to say something, being familiar with the office layout can be counted as one, and knowing that there are a lot of small bottles under the wooden cabinet that are suspected to store memories can also be counted as one.

"Snape is crazy! "Ron was still chattering while eating.

Harry, exhausted, nodded.

Based on the power of Legilimency just now, I'm afraid he could have seen clearly that he wet the bed for the first time.

But judging from Snape's mysterious sneer before he left, it is very likely that he has a crush on Qiu.

Hermione saw all his sighs.

It's not a good habit to be a teacher.

Especially after just being defeated by Vincent.

No one will listen to anything, and cold violence is useless.

"Why don't you act like a spoiled child." Daphne came up with a bad idea.

Hermione is very self-aware, and this good girlfriend has a higher success rate in acting like a spoiled child.

"I'm not very curious about what happened. Anyway, the global magic community knows about the group of witch scum. Isn't it better for us to wait quietly for the result?"

What Daphne said makes sense.

But the twelve-year-old little witch is full of beautiful fantasies about her dreams. She wants to know how the Ministry of Magic will deal with things, and she wants to know what decision Fudge will make.

"I'll ask for you. ”

Today is Wednesday, and there is a History of Magic class in the afternoon.

After lunch, Vincent, who was about to go out, pretended not to see Daphne coming over.

"Vincent, I have something to talk to you about."

Same routine as last year.

But this time it can be rejected.

"Sorry, can we talk about it another day?"

The community leader is the community leader, and he refused decisively.

Vincent went upstairs and she followed him.

She followed him into the activity room and followed him back to Gryffindor Tower.

He stopped in front of the boys' dormitory and turned to face her with a bitter face,

"Hermione's bad idea?"

"She said that this way you won't ignore me." Daphne blinked her big eyes and pretended to be innocent,

"She wanted me to act like a spoiled child to you."

"Stop!" Vincent shuddered, "I'm going to catch a cold if you say that again."

This joke was so cold that he had to admit defeat.

"It's actually true. "Hermione suddenly appeared beside him,

"If even this can't be done, we plan to work together--"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Vincent held his school robe tightly with his cold little hands, "I will satisfy your curiosity now."

He opened the door of the dormitory, "Go back and prepare first, and leave after class."

"Where to?"

"The Ministry of Magic.

Hermione and Daphne smiled at the same time as if they had succeeded in their evil plan.

Alas--I was tricked by the two little witches.

Change into sportswear and take the mithril suitcase.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, he almost fell off the chair because of the two people's appearance.

They were dressed more tightly than each other, and not even a strand of hair was exposed.

"You--" Vincent looked back and forth for a long time.

He shook his head and gave them a thumbs up, "Great disguise!"

Not to mention outside the school, Knockturn Alley is not so exaggerated.

Hermione and Daphne can hear his sarcasm.

"It's our first time going out."

"Yes, I'm not as experienced as you."

Vincent narrowed his eyes and stared at Hermione.

It was Daphne's first time sneaking out of school. She just hasn't done it recently.

"It's different!" Hermione pulled down the black scarf that covered half of her face.

"We're going to the Ministry of Magic. It's over if we're recognized."

"We're just watching from outside, and I'm a school director now."

She and Daphne were stunned for a moment.

"You're exercising your power improperly."

"Sneaking out is against school rules."

"Uh-this-" The two little witches were speechless.

Vincent, in a good mood, walked towards the dormitory door, "Time waits for no one, hurry up and make your clothes a little more normal."

They puffed their cheeks and took out their wands, pointing at their exaggerated outfits.

One pink and one white sports suit, the hood covering the little head turned into a black cap.

He opened the dormitory door, looked back and conjured a hat of the same style for himself.

Quietly came to the secret passage, and then quietly walked out of Honeydukes Candy Store.

When the three of them arrived at the Hog's Head, Aberforth just came up from the wine cellar.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione exclaimed.

Looking closely, this man's nose was not broken, and his dressing style was very normal.

"I am his brother." Aberforth returned to the bar and glanced at Vincent with a strange look.

"Mr. Dumbledore, Sam is downstairs, right?"

"Yes."

"I think it's time."

His strange eyes swept over Hermione and Daphne,

"You brought the person back, you can take him away anytime you want."

Vincent brought two little witches with their heads down to the wine cellar.

There were only Sam and a covered wizard inside.

"You~ You take your two little girlfriends--"

A lightning-fast silent spell was cast, and the whole wine cellar was quiet.

Sam untied the silent spell with a dark face, "You British people really don't understand humor."

Daphne was slightly better, Hermione didn't even dare to raise her head.

Vincent took off Tash's hood, "It's better than you, an ungrateful American."

There is no hair on his forehead and all his teeth are missing.

Hermione, who was no longer blushing, stepped forward with her little fists clenched.

She seemed to want to give him a good beating if no one else was around.

Sam coughed knowingly, "I'll go up and sit down, but don't get yourself killed."

Vincent opened his suitcase, took out two pairs of boxing gloves and threw them to them.

"He is now hypnotized by magic and will not remember anything when he wakes up."

Hermione and Daphne put on their gloves in silence.

As long as you can't beat him to death, then beat him to death.

There was a "pop" sound, and the nose collapsed.

There were several "kakakka" sounds, and the fingers that had just been broken were broken again.

Compared to Daphne's anger towards the scum of the tribe, Hermione was equally angry.

The "Muggle Protection Act" has been in effect for almost a year, but Mrs. Zabini still dares to take advantage of the Waynes, and Tash in front of her dares to continue imprisoning innocent Muggles.

There are two cases that can be discovered. What about the ones that have not been discovered?

A law that is not taken seriously is just a piece of waste paper.

Now that the wizarding community around the world knows about Knockturn Alley, the Ministry of Magic has no choice but to ignore it.

Hermione broke off the nails on her fingers and stopped.

She figured it out.

Vincent did not deal with this group of witch scum privately because he wanted to completely prevent similar things.

Use the media to expand their influence and force the Ministry of Magic to face up to the problems of Knockturn Alley and Spider-End Alley, making the power-hungry Fudge feel the crisis.

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If you still can't behave decently, then continue to help them behave decently.

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