This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Compared to the slightly more lively atmosphere in Gryffindor, Slytherin didn't even dare to breathe.

Draco, whose face was red as if he was about to be deprived of oxygen, glared at the red-haired and scarred-headed people who looked at him.

Damn it!

He used to have privileges wherever he went, but now he has lost his temper.

His father was kicked out of the board of directors, and his own dean was suspended.

He couldn't stay in Hogwarts anymore.

Transfer, transfer immediately!

After the two consecutive potions classes, he couldn't wait to go back to the dormitory to write a letter.

The next morning, the reply arrived.

Not only did his father, who had always been his role model, oppose it, but even his mother, who had always spoiled him, opposed it.

Why?

Because the damn Greengrass family had people in Germany, and the damn Rosier family had people in France.

He couldn't transfer to the other two schools in Europe, and there was also Cordos Dorez, which was very close to Eastern Europe.

On Saturday, Draco was completely desperate.

The letter only said a simple "no!".

Just bear with it, the exam is next Friday anyway.

The dean will definitely be reinstated in the new school year.

Sunday is the final of the Gwent campus tournament, and the door of the Black Swan Club is half open.

It's so noisy, the more I listen, the more upset I get.

"Wesley is so shameless!" Marcus said with disdain, "How can the vice president personally participate in the game!"

Brace laughed strangely, "Ha--their family is crazy because of poverty!

I heard that he has always coveted the position of the male student union president, but I didn't expect that he would abuse his power for a mere 1,000 Galleons of prize money and bring a freshman girl into the finals as his opponent.

Percy's opponent in the finals is Luna, a player who doesn't play by the rules at all.

She always plays cards as she pleases, but she can successfully advance every time.

No shady deal?

Who would believe it!

But there really is no shady deal.

Because Percy lost two games in a row, the prize money was directly reduced to 300 Galleons.

Marcus and Blaise are sure that there is a shady deal.

"Wesley is really cunning!"

"Being the runner-up really doesn't make people point fingers. "

Draco was even more depressed.

He didn't have any fun, and he almost became a clown.

The first-year students won the championship of the campus competition, and it seems that Gwent has succeeded.

Thinking of the second trial of the wizard card, he was even more depressed.

He came to Wednesday in a daze, and had to see Vincent's face, which was even more annoying than yesterday's Charms class.

Wow, it's okay not to study potions by yourself, but what are you doing with a few metal blocks?

Alchemy!?

Where are the two little witches who are responsible for classroom discipline who openly disrespect the class!

Okay, wait for him.

At the beginning of the new school year, all the grievances suffered recently must be paid back double.

On Thursday, there are two consecutive potions classes.

Finally, after enduring the final exams that will last for a whole week tomorrow, he, the eldest son of the Malfoy family, will no longer have to suffer.

Neville patted Vincent's arm, "Look, Malfoy is smiling again. "

James beside him squinted and looked over.

"It's true, Old Vin. This idiot looks even more stupid than his two followers when he laughs."

Vincent didn't put down the memory alloy in his hand. He took a quick glance and continued to shape it.

"I guess he has been holding it in for too long and his brain has problems."

Alfred covered his mouth, "Old Vin, you are such a mean person.

But I like it~"

Instantly got goose bumps all over his body.

"Afu, you have learned bad things from Old James recently."

"No way~"

Vincent, who shook several times, put on the shaped badge.

The front is a round owl, and it will flap its small wings when touched lightly.

"Is this the new badge of the club?"

"It will be completed after adding some small functions. "

He took off his badge and picked up his wand, hesitated for a moment and put it down again.

Based on the shamelessness of the Black Swan, he will definitely dare to copy and borrow again.

The moving badge is not special, let them copy it if they want.

As soon as the last class of the second grade ended, Draco ran out of the classroom like crazy.

James smacked his lips, "Malfoy's impatient look is really hot, I should have taken a picture with my camera just now."

"You are so mean, James~" Alfred smiled strangely, "But, I like-"

He was covered by his mouth.

"Mm-mmm-"

"Alfred, I won't give you a chance! "

Vincent smiled and shook his head, suddenly staring at the badge in his hand.

Film cameras are not affected by magic because they take pictures by the combined movement of gears and linkage rods.

There is no circuit board inside, and even if there is a battery, it is only used to measure light, not to operate the shutter.

The film camera only takes a continuous picture, which is also not affected by magic.

The developing potion will make the washed photos move. According to the principle of Nico making puppets, the magic circuit can simulate the circuit board.

This is the prototype of the magic camera!

If the transmission principle of the signal tower is simulated, a device that can transmit special magic signals can be made...

The brain hole is a bit big, so big that it cannot be realized in a short time.

However, it is not difficult to realize the badge with the function of a film camera.

"Old Wen, what are you in a daze, come and save me!"

James pressed Alfred who sent out a distress signal, "Give up, no one can save you, Alfred. "

Vincent clenched his fists with both hands and made a cheering gesture towards the two of them.

He walked out of the classroom with a bright smile, and even Neville looked at him blankly.

"Did you get infected by Malfoy?"

"It should be—impossible."

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Early morning, kitchen.

Vincent took out the miniature badge camera he had worked on all night.

The appearance is a bit rough, but you don't need to turn it into a camera form when shooting with it.

"Put it on and gently touch the magic runes on the edge."

There is a very small text at the foot of the chubby owl, and nothing happens when you touch it.

Fred and George stepped forward and waved to the badge, "Man, can this thing record?"

"Not yet, we have to wait until the magic circuit can simulate the working principle of the circuit board."

Although they were just beginners in alchemy, both of them could imagine the difficulty involved.

This is not plagiarism, but a complete innovation.

And once successful, Muggle electronic devices can be made into magical versions through alchemy.

The twins held their chins in an extremely exaggerated manner,

"Brother, if this idea comes true, you will be the richest man in the world of magic, right?"

"Maybe." Vincent pressed the magic rune on the badge again, then turned to the back and took out a fist-sized film.

"It's still a bit cumbersome now, and I don't know if it can be done during the summer vacation."

Luo Fu gave a thumbs up without knowing it, "No matter how many years it takes to achieve it, you are much better than those internationally renowned alchemists."

Vincent felt a little shy and said, "It's far worse than my teacher."

Hermione rolled her eyes wide at him.

Modesty is a virtue, but excessive modesty is a disease.

It is not an inferiority complex that directly denies one’s own efforts and achievements, or it is a hypocrisy that resists the good intentions of others.

It is the pride caused by overconfidence, the social arrogance of not being timid in doing anything, not afraid of strangers, not afraid of other people's eyes, and not worried about being laughed at.

Although she also had the disease, her symptoms were significantly milder.

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