This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Never give animals names lightly.

Because naming means feelings, and also means the bond between people and animals.

Blackie's personality is the same as Crookshanks, neither of them is very clingy.

Too enthusiastic?

Vincent thinks that he is used to the life of wandering, but it is difficult to adapt for a while.

Jomgand was also indifferent at first, but now he often rubs his big head against him.

He simply built a waterproof cabin, said goodbye to the two little cuties and returned to the castle.

It was 10 o'clock in the evening, not long after the party ended.

The three roommates were very curious about where he went.

"Increase the species diversity of the Forbidden Forest."

James blurted out: "Cross-species mating?"

Vincent was full of black lines, "Do you think it's possible?"

His eyes were particularly unfriendly, and Neville shook his head to express his disbelief.

Alfred was the same.

"Of course it's impossible~" James had a flattering smile on his face,

"Old Vin, you are tall and handsome, you will definitely not do that kind of thing~"

Vincent shook his head and opened the closet.

Cross-species mating...

Hagrid shouldn't do this.

But the noise and smell coming from the cabin...

He took his pajamas and comforted himself that he might not have enough experience, and it wouldn't be a magical creature without natural enemies after hybridization.

But the more he comforted himself, the more uneasy he felt.

Tomorrow is the official school day, and I don't know if there will be a Care of Magical Creatures class.

Not long after arriving at the shower room, the three roommates came in talking.

There are not many students at this time, and they can each have a cubicle.

"Old Wen, what do you think of the Potions class in the new semester?"

"Even if it's three classes in a row, two hours will pass quickly."

"Yeah, it will be fast-bang!"

Neville slipped and fell directly on the cubicle door.

In fact, he was no longer as scared as before.

But at the dinner just now, Snape's eyes were really too creepy.

This is a kind of extreme resentment, as if he wanted to eat people.

Vincent squeezed some shower gel into the bath ball, "Is it so creepy? Why do I feel that it is not much different from before?"

"That's because you are not afraid at all."

If you ask any little lion, they will come to the conclusion that Snape is terrible.

"Well... Percy should not be afraid, Fred and George are the same, and Hermione."

"No more?"

"No more."

Vincent suddenly realized something very serious.

A professor like Snape who teaches with personal feelings is obviously not a qualified good professor.

If it weren't for Dumbledore's protection, he would probably be kicked out of the school within a few years of joining.

The past is the past after all. He can accuse Snape from the perspective of the school director, but he cannot condemn him on the moral level.

"Has the class schedule been distributed?"

"Not yet, it will probably be at breakfast tomorrow."

Vincent turned off the faucet without saying a word.

Lupin can only stay for a year at most, let's see what happens next year.

After taking a shower and returning to the dormitory, it was only a little after 10 o'clock.

After flipping through Nico's manuscript and reading it until the early morning, he quietly came to the basement kitchen of the castle.

He came a little early, and the twins and Rolf were not there.

Hermione looked at him strangely.

"What? There are still bubbles on my face?"

She made a mouth shape.

Vincent nodded.

Only the person involved and the principal and vice principal knew about the time converter. Even the school director who paid for it had no right to interfere with the school's teaching content.

It was normal to test it after getting it, and he just brought the little black dog back to the Forbidden Forest from Hogsmeade.

What can a black dog change?

Hermione, who pulled him to a small corner, breathed a sigh of relief.

She was sensible, and Vincent was more sensible than her.

"How does it feel to go back in time?"

"It's terrible, but I should get used to it after trying it a few times."

Fred and George came in and teased:

"Mr. Lucky, Ms. Know-It-All, are you dating?"

"No!" Hermione stood up and slapped the table angrily,

"We are talking about study!"

The twins put away their smirks and their expressions became sad.

There are 12 courses in total, and it will probably take a long time for the next group night tour.

Vincent smiled secretly.

Rolf also arrived at this time.

After making some food, the seven little ones walked into the Slytherin boys' dormitory under the heavy footsteps of the twins.

It was still the same corner, and the same room.

"Not bad, it's upgraded again."

There are more than ten kinds of magic traps on the luxurious ebony door.

Some can be solved by the Ten Thousand Curses, and some can be solved by physical methods.

The entrance is cleared, and there are more next.

The carpet with spikes was easily solved;

The luxurious crystal chandelier that could turn into a cage and fall down at any time was just a small problem;

The desk beside the bed that could tie up intruders was even less worth mentioning.

With the teamwork of the seven little ones, they finally arrived at their destination safely.

On the gorgeous oak bed, there lay a sleeping blond boy.

His white and tender little face suddenly twitched up.

The seven little ones were startled, but fortunately they did not move afterwards.

With this expression on their faces, they must have had some terrible nightmares.

Fred and George smiled evilly and took out a few yellow-green egg-shaped props from their pockets.

Hermione rolled her eyes wide at them both.

It's been two years, why is it still the same old routine?

The twins placed them under the bed, then turned around mysteriously.

"Is there a surprise?" Vincent squatted down and carefully looked at several egg-shaped props.

They look similar to dung eggs, but are darker in color and larger in size.

"Shh-" The twins motioned for them to move back, then took out their wands and pointed at the bottom of the bed.

"Kacha——" The faint sound of broken shells sounded.

The seven little ones stood outside and saw the thick brown liquid pouring out.

"swamp?"

"Not only that, we also added some strong glue that doesn't stick to anything but sticks to it when touched."

Not only if you step on it, even if you lose a hair, it will become sticky in an instant.

Judging from the size of the egg-shaped prank prop, the high-end velvet carpet spread on the floor would probably be completely wiped out.

"Close the door quickly."

The swamp has spread to the door, and Vincent, who is nearest, quickly closes the luxurious ebony door.

A little revenge for the day's provocation, and that's the end of tonight's night outing.

Fred and George were reluctant to leave, while Cedric and Rolf felt a little heavy.

Daphne comforted them in a low voice;

"It's just for a while. Vincent and Hermione are so smart, they will arrange their homework soon."

The four of them cheered up again.

It’s not the last night out, so there’s really nothing to be sad about.

Vincent winked at Hermione.

In fact, as long as you make reasonable use of the time converter, you don’t have to choose between studying and night outing.

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