This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Although not suspended, it should be enough to change the status quo.

Snape needs to find ways to improve his perception among the students, and Vincent and others also need to accept punishment for organizing the strike.

It's not serious, it's just a matter of going to the Batcave to process potion ingredients.

"Three times a week, the period is one month." Dumbledore glanced at the expressions of the two of them.

Vincent acted very indifferent, and the corners of Snape's mouth raised slightly.

"If there are no comments, the matter is decided as such."

Hermione and Daphne could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

No conflict is the best outcome.

From the perspective of both parties' identities, as students, they can even be called a complete victory.

Snape left the principal's office and his face turned dark when he saw the students gathered in the corridor.

The mischievous Weasley twins, the misled Digory and Scamander, and a bunch of silly little lions.

Great, my good mood turned bad in an instant.

When his back was gone, Fred and George immediately cheered loudly: "We won!

The old bat has a stinky face, he must have been suspended! "

When Vincent and the two little witches came out, they enjoyed unprecedented warm applause.

The twins also tried to pick them up and lift them up, but unfortunately they were dodged.

"Brother, you are too shy~"

"Yes. Vincent shook his head dumbfounded.

"There will be a party tonight. I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will agree."

Tomorrow is the weekend, so staying up all night is not impossible.

After coming to the auditorium and giving a general introduction, all the little lions became more excited.

The third grade students who have a part in creating new history are so excited that they cannot be described in words.

James and Alfred took Neville around, as if to show off their "great achievements."

Lavender and Parvati pulled Hermione to ask for details, while Harry and Ron discussed something with blushing faces.

Seamus and Dean went to the Slytherin table with the twins to make sarcastic remarks, which made the little snakes so angry that they wanted to hit them.

When victory comes, partying is cathartic and empowering.

Vincent sat quietly at the long table, the worry on his face began to disappear little by little.

Maybe it was because he had used the time turner a lot, but he always felt that it had been a long time since he had had a time to vent his emotions freely.

Lunch was the usual British family food, but he tasted something different.

"In a good mood?" Hermione came and sat down next to him after the meal.

Vincent scooped a spoonful of pudding, "One less thing to worry about. I want to hold a party in the activity room now."

There is no need to worry about college points for the time being, and you can finally focus on research and development.

The alchemy shop, which was originally scheduled to open during the Christmas period, should be opened before Halloween.

Hermione smiled sincerely and accidentally saw the watch he was wearing on his hand.

There is no brand on the dial, just a magic rune "ᚸ" in black letters on a white background.

"Did you change your watch?"

"Well, Rinyin gave me a birthday present."

Hermione looked away with a complicated expression.

The time is correct, but the date says September 19th.

If she guessed correctly, Vincent must have used the time-turner many times.

Going back to the past is just an appearance, and your own time will also pass.

The past is the present and the present is the future.

Vincent swallowed the last mouthful of pudding and found her lowering her head and thinking about something.

He glanced at the watch in his hand and roughly understood what was going on.

"Don't worry, I strictly abide by the time code, and nothing irreversible will happen."

Hermione suddenly raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

It was you who taught me to use loopholes rationally while abiding by the rules. "

There are many things that are expressly prohibited by school regulations, but they are possible as long as they are not discovered.

There is no perfect law in the world, let alone perfect people.

No matter how good a model student is in both character and academic performance, he or she will have various shortcomings.

Like her, she always likes to be a teacher, and she is very easy to be honest.

"I never told you this." Vincent quickly cleared the relationship.

"You figured it out on your own, don't blame it on me."

Hermione stared at him and burst into laughter.

"I don't blame you, why are you so nervous?"

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, even if we admitted that this was true, we would only say it was "wrong truth".

She has really changed a lot, she is simply not the same person as the nerd she used to be.

Vincent pursed his lips toward the auditorium door, "If you regret it in the future, don't blame me."

Snape, who was carrying a low pressure, had just entered, and the lively auditorium fell silent instantly.

The students who felt uncomfortable all chose to get up and leave regardless of whether they had finished their meal or not.

Even if he is deflated, the Snape in his subconscious is still the same Snape.

Time may change many things, but good and bad are always hard to define.

"No," Hermione whispered.

She stood up and said, "Thanks to you, I haven't felt inferior for a long time."

"Uh-huh -" Vincent raised his eyebrows, "You are quite good at talking now.

I'm actually quite vain. If you can speak, speak more. "

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said, "Let's go quickly. There are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Arithmancy classes in the afternoon."

Vincent followed her silently, as if he couldn't feel Snape's "brutal" gaze.

Processing potion ingredients, just thinking about it feels wonderful.

…

…

Since yesterday's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lupine's status in the hearts of the third grade lions has been second only to Dumbledore and McGonagall.

He doesn't speak too humorously, and occasionally has a little humor.

Like Duoji, who took a substitute class last semester, he is also a very popular professor.

"Today is also a practical class."

As soon as Lu Ping finished speaking, the students put away their textbooks one after another.

"Very well, everyone, come with me!"

This time it's not the staff lounge on the second floor, but the dungeon of the castle.

The turbid air, the eerie environment, and the sound of water drops without warning.

Vincent at the front and Hermione at the back didn't think anything of it, and Harry and Ron in the middle were already used to it.

When passing the Batcave - the Potions Professor's office, the remaining students were afraid that the door would suddenly open and a sinister old bat would come out.

The oppressive atmosphere did not last long, and Lupine quickly led them through the corner to the lower level.

This is the place where scraps are stored in the castle. Vincent and his friends came here during night outings in the first grade.

Lupine raised the wand that emitted light, "Ultimate Fluorescent Flash——"

The light ball on the tip of the staff shot towards the dark ceiling, illuminating the storage room, which was half the size of an auditorium and filled with all kinds of rusty and moldy old things.

The pile of dust that had been swept away two years ago was even higher. It was probably because other students came in to explore.

…

…