This Hogwarts isn't normal.

There was still half an hour left before the Charms class, and Vincent had plenty of time.

Including Crabbe and Goyle, Draco and the other two were all beaten up in the grove next to the field.

He didn't hit his face, and the strength was very well controlled, just enough to make the surface skin red.

It took less than 5 minutes, and I could finally get food for Reeves.

Madam Pomfrey in the hospital ward was completely speechless.

It was less than one class, and there were two more students when I came back.

"How did you get hurt?"

"It was Wei--"

"We did it accidentally." Draco was stubborn.

It would be too embarrassing to tell others that three against one couldn't beat them.

That's right, he refused to admit that he was the one who was beaten.

As usual, add two drops to increase the flavor, and scoop a spoonful to improve the taste.

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Gryffindor Tower.

Vincent used the time turner and had just returned from the Forbidden Forest not long ago.

After taking a shower, he walked out of the boys' dormitory and happened to meet Hermione and Daphne who were also rushing to class.

He looked at them with doubt, and always felt that something was strange.

"Daphne, are you going to the spells class with us?"

The two little witches seemed a little disappointed.

"No." Daphne blinked to the side.

What happened to Hermione?

Her face didn't look good, and there was nothing special.

Vincent suddenly twitched his mouth.

The hairstyle was similar, but it was obviously carefully taken care of.

The little face looked tender and tender, probably because of some moisturizer.

The school uniform on her body was very close-fitting, and it didn't feel loose at all before.

There was also a fragrant orange scent at the end, probably because she changed a shampoo.

In half a month, she will be 14 years old, which is the age when she loves beauty and starts to dress up.

"It looks good." Vincent nodded seriously, and then walked straight to the dormitory door.

Hermione and Daphne followed behind without saying a word, communicating with their eyes.

Arriving at the Charms classroom on time, Professor Flitwick was standing on a pile of books like in previous years.

"Harry Potter."

"Here!"

"Vincent Wayne!"

"Here!"

After Flitwick called the roll, the class officially began.

"Standard Spells, Level 3" is no longer limited to ordinary spells, but also contains a small number of evil spells.

Although most of them have been learned, Vincent and Hermione are listening attentively.

"There is a big difference between the Freezing Spell and the Immobilizing Spell. Does any student know it?"

Both of them raised their hands almost at the same time, but Flitwick called Hermione to answer.

"The Immobilizing Spell can make an object still, but the Freezing Spell can even stop the surrounding air..."

For example, if you throw an apple into the sky, the effect of the Immobilizing Spell is to stop it from rotating and falling, but the Freezing Spell can magically freeze the apple in mid-air.

Although there is no real ice, if combined with advanced Transfiguration, it will look like it is frozen.

"Correct answer." Flitwick nodded with satisfaction, "Gryffindor House plus 2 points."

In the first Charms class of the new school year, the learned little eagles certainly did not want to be outdone.

Hermione stood up to answer questions many times, and several students noticed her change.

Ron next to her and Lavender behind her noticed it, and Michael Corner on the other side of the aisle also noticed it.

After all, it was a new shampoo, and it was still a very unique and pleasant orange scent.

A new image and a new beginning.

Hermione stole the show in the Charms class, adding a total of 12 points to Gryffindor House.

The once vague inferiority complex is disappearing little by little, and this change is very good.

As soon as the get out of class was over, Lavender and Parvati pulled her aside to ask questions.

For example, was she sick or had been stimulated by something.

"Come on, I'm not as serious as you say." Hermione admired the imagination of her two roommates very much.

She actually paid a lot of attention to her image before.

The hair is no longer messy, Madam Pomfrey has shrunk her front teeth, the daily routine is regular, and she exercises more.

Now she just spends more time outside of studying, so why is everything abnormal?

The explanation is reasonable, but Lavender firmly believes: "I don't believe it, you must be hiding something from us."

Hermione rolled her eyes unhappily, "Why would I hide it from you?"

"You're afraid we'll tell others."

Parvati's expression became strange, "Are you afraid you have someone you like?"

"What!?" Lavender screamed, "You're hiding it from us--"

Hermione quickly covered her mouth.

"Um--um--" Lavender's reaction was no longer excited, so she was not covered again.

"You blushed." Parvati was suspicious, "Isn't it that I guessed it right?"

"No!" Hermione denied it categorically.

Lavender's eyes suddenly lit up, and she lowered her voice as much as possible, "Is it Cedric?"

"I said no." Hermione picked up the textbook, "Don't you often dress up? Do you have someone you like?"

Of course it doesn't make sense according to normal people's thinking, but if it is Hermione who puts study first...

"Sorry." Parvati lowered her head, "We are too gossipy."

The top student finally got it, which is a good thing.

But Lavender doesn't think so.

Excellent people are often attracted to equally excellent people.

Look at the friends around Hermione, which one is ordinary?

Lavender always stubbornly believed that Hermione, a top student, had not only become enlightened, but had also gone one step further to fall in love.

Even if not, there is still a crush.

When she first arrived in the auditorium, her eyes scanned the four long tables back and forth like a surveillance camera.

"Stop looking." Hermione forked a whole piece of fried pork chop in a depressed tone.

"Isn't it good that I no longer value studying? Don't think that I don't know what you two call me in private."

Lavender looked away awkwardly, "My intuition has always been very accurate, maybe something went wrong this time."

Miss Know-It-All is already a veteran, and "Little Miss" is the latest nickname.

Especially when supervising their exercise, their expressions are simply printed from the same mold.

Hermione took a small bite of the fried pork chop with peace of mind.

High-calorie foods mean lots of exercise.

Exercising is never a bad thing. Vincent eats a lot and maintains a good figure.

In order to cope with the next five classes, I have to eat a lot before I have the strength to show up.

Seeing that she had such a good appetite, Lavender and Parvati completely believed that she was not in love or something.

It’s not like I’ve never seen that densely packed class schedule before, so there’s no extra time for exercise.

It is said that Vincent also registered for all elective courses, but his ranking as a top student is obviously much higher than that of a top student.

Without his demonstration in the Care of Magical Creatures class in the morning, they really wouldn't have dared to pick up bugs and feed them to the hippogriffs.

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