Chapter 1014: Hogwarts Big Sister
Chapter 104: Hogwarts Big Sister
Gabrielle eventually learned about the rumors spread by Black Swan.
The reason was that the boys from Beauxbatons lost, and although the loss was not ugly, they still suffered a huge blow.
As soon as they returned to the carriage, they began to speak ill of Vincent openly in the hall.
Gabrielle couldn't stand it anymore and was scolded before she could even explain.
"Don't explain. Your sister is not a good person either."
"Why? Why isn't she a good person?"
"She knew Wayne had a girlfriend and still invited him. What a nice person she is."
"My sister...she has her own reasons."
"What kind of hardship could there be? Anyway, Wayne is a playboy and a scumbag. Don't bother us anymore!"
Gabrielle returned to her room crying, and when Fleur came back and learned what had happened she went to give them all a beating.
She has changed a lot during her time at Hogwarts. If she were the same person as before, she would definitely not be so "rude".
Although it violated Beauxbatons' school rule of maintaining elegance at all times, it felt great to get revenge without delay.
The next day, the way they looked at Furong changed.
It was a rather contradictory look, as if there was fear mixed with anger, or resentment mixed with fear.
In short, they didn't dare to offend Fleur and Gabrielle anymore, and even if they wanted to say something bad about them, they had to stay away and speak quietly.
In Madame Maxime's view, this situation means that their warriors have finally gained their recognition.
She didn't ask the reason, and the boys didn't complain to her.
After a few more days, Vincent finally had some free time to continue drawing a new map.
Although there are still one or two challengers occasionally, this storm is far from over.
That evening, when Vincent was in the middle of Harry's physical training, a fair-skinned Slytherin senior walked slowly towards the arena and sat down at a small round table with two school robes placed beside it.
Hermione at the next table instantly became alert and stopped chatting with Daphne.
What was supposed to come did come.
After this senior student took action, more girls will surely follow suit.
After the training, Vincent jumped down from the table where his school robes were placed as usual, and the senior student had already picked up his school robe and handed it to him.
"Wayne, you've worked hard."
Vincent was stunned for a moment and thought to himself that something was wrong.
There is no way to hide, after all, there are so many eyes watching you.
"Thank you." He took the school robe politely.
The senior's fair face turned slightly red, "Wayne, I would like to invite you to be my dance partner, is that okay?"
She was a little shy but full of confidence, and seemed determined to win.
Vincent shook his head in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I already have enough dance partners. I'm afraid I can't handle it."
"It's okay." The senior student showed a particularly beautiful smile, "I am actually satisfied just to be able to dance with you."
Well, I met a master.
A high-end hunter often appears in the form of prey. The lower her posture is, the easier it is for the "prey" to let down their guard.
It's a pity that the person she met was Vincent, and this little trick couldn't cause any ripples in his heart.
"Thank you for the invitation, but as a proper gentleman, I will not neglect any of my dance partners. If there are four of us, it is obviously beyond my ability."
After saying this, the senior student subconsciously bit her lip, probably because she didn't expect Vincent to refuse again.
"Senior, if there's nothing else, I should go back to the dormitory to wash up and rest."
He walked deliberately slowly, and his tall and straight back revealed a firmness that needed no words.
Until his back disappeared, the girls in the activity room all looked at Hermione and Daphne.
The rejected senior student was very close to them, her eyes full of hostility.
Harry, who was still in the ring, was extremely embarrassed.
In this situation, it is not right to go on, and it is not right not to go on.
When he was extremely anxious, Hermione suddenly stood up.
She met those hostile gazes calmly, "Don't look at me like that. If you have any problems with me, you are welcome to come to me anytime."
The smile on the senior's face turned cold, "Really? What if it's now?"
Hermione quickly took off her school robes and tied her hair up with a black elastic.
She walked to the front of the ring, gently pulled the ropes with her small hands, and nimbly and flexibly turned over to stand on it.
She gently hooked her little hand towards the senior student below, "Let's get started."
"Gululu——" Harry swallowed subconsciously, then jumped off the stage as fast as he could to make room for them.
With such a big event happening, it is natural that the twins would not be absent.
They broadcast the entire "duel" live to their friends through the magic communicator.
In the Beauxbatons carriage,
Fleur and Gabrielle, who were in the room, finally witnessed Hermione's strength.
Unlike Vincent's simple and crude method, her physical disarming spell was full of skills.
Less than half a minute had passed when she pointed the stolen wand at her senior's forehead.
She turned and looked directly at the girls below the ring, as if the defeated senior didn't exist.
"Next person."
The voice was not loud, but full of deterrence.
Even the Delacour sisters who were not present were stunned, let alone the students in the activity room.
George's hand holding the magic communicator trembled slightly, "Merlin's philandering scumbag! Is she going to become the boss of Hogwarts?"
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Fred stupidly pinched Cedric's arm who was sitting in the back.
"Ow—"
"I'm not dreaming! This is so fucking exciting!"
After a brief silence, a fat third-year Ravenclaw girl walked up with heavy steps.
The wand she had just taken out was kicked away by Hermione's side kick, and then a small but powerful fist stopped in front of her nose.
"Next person."
The Slytherin senior finally came to her senses.
She quietly bent down and picked up her wand, which had fallen at her feet, as if preparing a sneak attack.
"careful!"
The twins reminded Hermione, and she took out her wand from the pocket of her skirt where she had cast the Untraceable Extension Charm, and chanted the Disarming Charm at a faster speed.
The senior's wand was in her hand again, but she threw it aside without even looking at it.
The girls came up to the stage one after another. Compared with the boys' bold and vigorous movements, not only were their movements much smaller, but they also seemed a little flustered when faced with Hermione who suddenly rushed over.
An hour later, the activity room returned to calm.
The girls had no objections at all, although everyone knew that they were only superficial.
Hermione held the ropes with her left hand and untied her long brown hair tied behind her head with her right hand. The scattered hair was still hanging in the air. She had already jumped lightly off the ring.
"At the same time tomorrow, any girls who want to do some after-dinner exercise can come see me."
After saying that, she picked up her school robe and quickly left the activity room before anyone could react.
In the corridor near the door, Vincent was leaning against the wall waiting for her.
"Not bad, Hogwarts Big Sister."
Hermione curled her lips slightly, "It's all your fault."
Vincent moved closer to her and put his arm around her waist. "Can you blame me? I was just trying to help a friend."
"Cough-cough-"
The two looked behind them and saw Daphne rolling her eyes.
Now that Hermione was gone, her second target couldn't stay for long.
"Mr. Wayne, Mrs. Wayne, if you want to be intimate, can you find a place where there is no one? This is a public place."
Vincent held his hands up in the air, "Okay, this time it's my fault."
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