This Hogwarts isn't normal.

There were a lot of unexpected situations in the first potion class in the new semester.

First, the crucible that Neville was about to burn through was blown out by a strange wind, and then Semo's purple potion suddenly rolled violently and turned back to normal green.

Always passive defense is not Vincent's character. As Snape approaches the next victim, the little snakes on the other side of the aisle are in trouble.

At first it was Draco. The potion in the crucible in front of him slowly rose strangely, and was kneaded into a green little puppy like jelly by a pair of invisible big hands.

Snape stopped, turned his head and stared at the smiling Vincent with his cold eyes.

The hand didn't move, and the mouth didn't move.

When did the little bastard's magic level reach this level?

Silent spells and staffless casting are extremely profound magic techniques. At the same time, mastering and using them proficiently will not leave any trace?

Snape, who was unbeliever, ignored the little green puppy who jumped off the desk and stood on both feet. He focused all his attention on Vincent, who had an innocent face.

A faint magic wave flashed by, and Breth watched as the potion he had made became darker and darker.

From green to blue, then from blue to purple, then starts to turn black.

"Shet!"

The burnt smell came out, and the crucible in front of him began to tremble violently.

Snape quickly pulled out his wand, stared at Vincent, and threw out the cauldron that was about to explode without looking back.

"Pan--" A pungent smell floated into the classroom from outside.

He stared at Vincent's black eyes full of resentment, "Zabine, clean the outside after class."

The sound of the cold wind passing through Breth was shocked.

"Professor!" Draco stretched out his hand excitedly and pointed at the little green puppy dancing in front of him, "My antidote...my antidote has started to move by himself!"

Snape's voice became colder, "I'll find a way to solve it myself."

Draco shivered, "This...it's obviously someone is tampering with it."

"Yes." Snape quickly walked towards Vincent, "Wayne, who do you think it is?"

Vincent pointed to himself harmlessly, "Professor, are you doubting me?"

"Huh--" Snape sneered, leaning over and staring straight into his blue eyes, "Any charge requires evidence. When I find it, I will definitely drive him out of my class forever."

Vincent curled his lips, his eyes full of jokes and playfulness, "Professor, your punishment is too light. I think he should be kicked out of school and never hired."

Threat, naked threat.

The already quiet classroom seemed to be frozen in an instant, and the students were motionless, only the green puppy was still dancing and making a "da da da" sound.

Just when everyone thought the two were going to fight and were ready to run away at any time, the bell rang in time.

Vincent smiled like a prank, "Professor, I hope you think about my advice seriously."

Snape put away his tightly-squeezed wand, his face as if it was covered by dark clouds, so gloomy that it could squeeze out water.

He straightened his back, "All the students who failed wrote me a paper on antidote, standard size font, and over 3 feet in length."

3 feet is 91.44 cm, 0.914 meters.

Harry and Ron's eyes went dark, as if they were swung hard on the back of their heads a few times.

The only ones who are clearly “unqualified” are the students, which is a naked distinction!

Snape took the textbook on the podium and walked out of the classroom with low pressure.

As soon as he left, Draco sneered, "Congratulations, Pot! You got-"

The little green puppy he ignored jumped hard and hit his pretending face.

After a "click" collision, the little puppy turned back to its original antidote.

Draco was covered in green potion, and the expensive custom school robe was fine, because all the potion that should have splashed into his mouth.

"Puff hahahahaha--" The little lions who had been suppressed for a long time burst into laughter.

Draco was choked several times, and he stared at Vincent viciously, "Wayne!"

"What do you think of me?" Vincent shrugged, "I don't know if the antidote can cure the odor."

The little lions laughed even more happily.

So what if Snape deliberately targets him? The school's largest school manager is on their side.

Draco stared at them leaving the classroom with extremely resentful eyes.

Since his father no longer serves as the school director, he has been "bullying" day and night at school.

Now that Wayne has officially taken office, his situation will only get worse and worse.

I have to think of a way...

He immediately summoned the black swans to rack his brains to discuss countermeasures.

Until the curfew was in the evening, they did not discuss any good solutions.

Not to mention how many people they need to fight, just their current identity is destined to bear great consequences no matter what they do.

Even Snape dared not play with the secret, what can these little snakes do?

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On Thursday, the weather returned to clear.

After the morning's transformation class, the little lions in the fourth grade came to the auditorium early to wait for lunch.

Everyone is looking forward to the legendary Auror’s black magic defense class, and they are discussing what he will teach.

After lunch, they all came to the classroom.

Harry and Ron sat in the seats in front of the podium, while Vincent and Hermione were still the same, sitting on the side, one left and one right.

James was about to make a few jokes, but the sound of "thump" came in along the corridor.

The sound became louder and louder, and after a moment, Moody, who was holding a cane, walked into the classroom.

He looked at the Dark Force: A Guide to Self-Defense on everyone's desk, "Put it all away."

He walked to the podium and sat down, "My class doesn't require textbooks."

The students put away the textbooks, and Harry and Ron seemed very excited.

Moody took out the roster, and after placing the name, he stood up, "I talked to Lupin alone before coming to school. He introduced the situation of this course and said that you have mastered a lot of things to deal with magical creatures. Basics.

You learned to deal with Boggart, Red Hat, Hinker Punk, Grindillo and Kaba, right? ”

The students whispered to agree.

Moody stopped in front of Hermione and glanced at Vincent from a distance, "But you have not learned enough about how to deal with spells, very little."

He walked up to Harry and Ron, "So I'm going to give you some insight into the magic between the wizards, and I'll have a year to teach you how to deal with the black magic."

Ron blurted out, "What? What did you say?"

Moody's magic eyes turned down and stared at Ron.

Ron was extremely scared, but soon Moody smiled.

Although the scarred face looked even more distorted and weird, his smile was full of friendship and Ron couldn't help but smile.

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