Chapter 111 Cutie Invasion of the Castle
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The first time Vincent returned to the dormitory, he shrunk the three big things down.
With Dumbledore backing him up, he believed there was nothing wrong with violating the Statute of Secrecy.
After drinking several boosting potions, the body felt more relaxed than ever before.
When he returned to the auditorium and sneaked back into his big pumpkin, only about ten minutes had passed.
"Why are you outside?"
Hermione stayed nearby all the time, "Did you bring everything from your home?"
"That's right." Vincent walked out of the pumpkin with a calm face, "Don't expect too much, there are no such things as you think."
"Who expected that!" She stabilized her emotions a little bit, "Electronic equipment cannot be used here, even if you have missile launchers, it is difficult to use them."
"Since when did you become a military enthusiast?"
"Last week."
Vincent put away the surprise on his face, "I thought you would talk about yesterday."
As soon as Hermione raised her little head, he suddenly looked towards the door of the auditorium.
Although the effect of the perception potion is very weak, there is indeed a perceived danger outside.
"what's wrong?"
Vincent took out a small bottle, "You will know after drinking it."
The cold and malicious feeling quickly occupied Hermione's entire brain.
"This feeling--"
"Déjà vu, right?"
Keeping an eye out for their twins emerging from the pumpkin.
Cedric and Rove followed suit.
"Dude, is something going to happen?"
"It's a very strong feeling."
After quietly drinking the potion of perception, the faces of the four became uglier than the other.
"He's crazy!" The agitated Rove apologized to the surroundings.
"For the Philosopher's Stone, is Quirrell going to start a war between the school and the magical creatures?"
Cedric tightened his school robe. "Do you think he used a rob—you know what I'm talking about."
"It's very possible." Vincent glanced at Quirrell, who was eating elegantly, "But he can't use every one of them, at most they are leaders and the like."
"Those are cute?" George touched the smoke bomb in his pocket.
"Absolutely more than that."
To hold Dumbledore and the professors back, trolls and acromanders are not enough.
Vincent has been paying attention to Quirrell's actions.
After finishing his meal, he neatly folded the napkins.
This look of ease, as if everything is under control, makes each of the six little ones itch with hatred.
The crisis was getting closer, but Dumbledore stood up abruptly.
His face looked a little troubled, and he was walking down the staff table step by step.
"Everyone, please return to the dormitory under the leadership of the prefect."
Percy stood up with a snap, "Come with me, don't get separated!"
Although the students were talking in low voices, they still obediently got up and followed behind their respective prefects.
"They're here." Vincent at the end looked back at the auditorium door behind him. .seven
Even if the effect of the perception potion is small, the danger has indeed passed the gate of the castle.
Dumbledore walked over with his wand in his hand.
"Professor, outside..."
"I know."
He stood in front of the door, "There is no password set for the principal's office today, anyone can go in."
"I——I—" Vincent hesitated to speak several times, and finally chose to close his mouth and nod solemnly.
Quirrell, who covets the Sorcerer's Stone, can only be solved by the six of them.
"Boom—" a giant monster smashed open the door of the auditorium.
Dumbledore released the magic he had been preparing for a long time.
An iron armor spell with a huge range that can cover the entire auditorium.
"Click, click -" a huge number of acromantulas rushed in.
Seeing this, the first four prefects all speeded up the evacuation of the students in an orderly manner.
Mag at the staff table flicked his wand, and a staircase that was usually hidden appeared near the students.
"The seniors go back a little bit!" Percy took Harry and Ron's arms, "Let the first-year freshmen go first!"
Draco glanced back in the direction of the door before walking down the stairs.
Dumbledore's Iron Armor Curse was very strong, and he easily suppressed hundreds of acromantulas.
"Wayne—" He fixed his eyes on Vincent who stood at the end without fear.
"Malfoy, quick!"
Hearing the urging of the prefect Marcus, he looked away and went down the stairs.
"Wayne, come here!" Percy yelled.
"It doesn't matter to me, you go up first."
Vincent leaned towards the five people in front of him, "Quirrell hasn't moved yet, let's go directly to the principal's office later."
"How to get there?" Fred grumbled to Persian who was maintaining order in front of the stairs, "Our good brother is very conscientious."
"Then I'll go with Cedric and Rove first?"
"Okay." Hermione pursed her lips and watched the three of them disappear.
"Where's Wayne?" Percy looked at his twin brothers suspiciously.
George pointed to the crowd on the stairs, "I can only see his back in the blink of an eye, I think I'm almost on the fourth floor."
"That's right." Hermione said seriously, "He always disappears like this, and sometimes he doesn't even leave a shadow."
"Okay." Percy didn't doubt anymore, "No one should come out of the dormitory until I say yes."
"Yes, Master Prefect!" The twins stepped up.
……
……
With the help of the illusion spell, the three arrived at the principal's office smoothly.
Vincent took out two small and delicate mines from his school robe.
Cedric and Rove's lips trembled subconsciously when they saw him restore the landmines to the corridor 30 meters away.
"This is the small commodity you sell at home?"
"Slow-moving goods, no one will buy them at low prices."
After adding the Disillusionment Charm, Vincent drew two red marks with his wand behind the floor not far away.
"What does it mean?"
"Quirrell will definitely not step on the mark, what if he takes another step?"
"Dirty, it's so dirty!" Cedric squinted his eyes and smirked, "But I like it~"
Vincent glanced at Rove with the same expression.
Who said that the little badgers are all honest and honest?
He opened the Marauder's Map, "Wait for them to come first, and then—how did Harry and Ron get out?"
Quirrell on the map is still on the first floor;
Fred and George on the way;
But Hermione, who had just left the common room, was caught by them.
"She should be able to find an excuse to get away?"
"I think—" Vincent dragged his voice to the end, satisfying the curiosity of the two of them before speaking out, "No."
"Huh? Why?"
"Remember the corridor on the right that is off limits on the fourth floor?"
Harry was suspecting that Snape was a mysterious person, and the outsiders might think that it was the other party who did it.
Although he didn't know why he did that, he knew very well that the three-headed dog in the room on the fourth floor must be guarding something very important.
Originally without Hermione's help, these two scratched their heads and couldn't figure out what it was.
But now...
"Is this also in your calculations? Dumbledore!"
Cedric couldn't understand Vincent's words, but Rove understood in seconds.
His grandfather, Newt Scamander, had been tricked more than once.
……
……
With Dumbledore backing him up, he believed there was nothing wrong with violating the Statute of Secrecy.
After drinking several boosting potions, the body felt more relaxed than ever before.
When he returned to the auditorium and sneaked back into his big pumpkin, only about ten minutes had passed.
"Why are you outside?"
Hermione stayed nearby all the time, "Did you bring everything from your home?"
"That's right." Vincent walked out of the pumpkin with a calm face, "Don't expect too much, there are no such things as you think."
"Who expected that!" She stabilized her emotions a little bit, "Electronic equipment cannot be used here, even if you have missile launchers, it is difficult to use them."
"Since when did you become a military enthusiast?"
"Last week."
Vincent put away the surprise on his face, "I thought you would talk about yesterday."
As soon as Hermione raised her little head, he suddenly looked towards the door of the auditorium.
Although the effect of the perception potion is very weak, there is indeed a perceived danger outside.
"what's wrong?"
Vincent took out a small bottle, "You will know after drinking it."
The cold and malicious feeling quickly occupied Hermione's entire brain.
"This feeling--"
"Déjà vu, right?"
Keeping an eye out for their twins emerging from the pumpkin.
Cedric and Rove followed suit.
"Dude, is something going to happen?"
"It's a very strong feeling."
After quietly drinking the potion of perception, the faces of the four became uglier than the other.
"He's crazy!" The agitated Rove apologized to the surroundings.
"For the Philosopher's Stone, is Quirrell going to start a war between the school and the magical creatures?"
Cedric tightened his school robe. "Do you think he used a rob—you know what I'm talking about."
"It's very possible." Vincent glanced at Quirrell, who was eating elegantly, "But he can't use every one of them, at most they are leaders and the like."
"Those are cute?" George touched the smoke bomb in his pocket.
"Absolutely more than that."
To hold Dumbledore and the professors back, trolls and acromanders are not enough.
Vincent has been paying attention to Quirrell's actions.
After finishing his meal, he neatly folded the napkins.
This look of ease, as if everything is under control, makes each of the six little ones itch with hatred.
The crisis was getting closer, but Dumbledore stood up abruptly.
His face looked a little troubled, and he was walking down the staff table step by step.
"Everyone, please return to the dormitory under the leadership of the prefect."
Percy stood up with a snap, "Come with me, don't get separated!"
Although the students were talking in low voices, they still obediently got up and followed behind their respective prefects.
"They're here." Vincent at the end looked back at the auditorium door behind him. .seven
Even if the effect of the perception potion is small, the danger has indeed passed the gate of the castle.
Dumbledore walked over with his wand in his hand.
"Professor, outside..."
"I know."
He stood in front of the door, "There is no password set for the principal's office today, anyone can go in."
"I——I—" Vincent hesitated to speak several times, and finally chose to close his mouth and nod solemnly.
Quirrell, who covets the Sorcerer's Stone, can only be solved by the six of them.
"Boom—" a giant monster smashed open the door of the auditorium.
Dumbledore released the magic he had been preparing for a long time.
An iron armor spell with a huge range that can cover the entire auditorium.
"Click, click -" a huge number of acromantulas rushed in.
Seeing this, the first four prefects all speeded up the evacuation of the students in an orderly manner.
Mag at the staff table flicked his wand, and a staircase that was usually hidden appeared near the students.
"The seniors go back a little bit!" Percy took Harry and Ron's arms, "Let the first-year freshmen go first!"
Draco glanced back in the direction of the door before walking down the stairs.
Dumbledore's Iron Armor Curse was very strong, and he easily suppressed hundreds of acromantulas.
"Wayne—" He fixed his eyes on Vincent who stood at the end without fear.
"Malfoy, quick!"
Hearing the urging of the prefect Marcus, he looked away and went down the stairs.
"Wayne, come here!" Percy yelled.
"It doesn't matter to me, you go up first."
Vincent leaned towards the five people in front of him, "Quirrell hasn't moved yet, let's go directly to the principal's office later."
"How to get there?" Fred grumbled to Persian who was maintaining order in front of the stairs, "Our good brother is very conscientious."
"Then I'll go with Cedric and Rove first?"
"Okay." Hermione pursed her lips and watched the three of them disappear.
"Where's Wayne?" Percy looked at his twin brothers suspiciously.
George pointed to the crowd on the stairs, "I can only see his back in the blink of an eye, I think I'm almost on the fourth floor."
"That's right." Hermione said seriously, "He always disappears like this, and sometimes he doesn't even leave a shadow."
"Okay." Percy didn't doubt anymore, "No one should come out of the dormitory until I say yes."
"Yes, Master Prefect!" The twins stepped up.
……
……
With the help of the illusion spell, the three arrived at the principal's office smoothly.
Vincent took out two small and delicate mines from his school robe.
Cedric and Rove's lips trembled subconsciously when they saw him restore the landmines to the corridor 30 meters away.
"This is the small commodity you sell at home?"
"Slow-moving goods, no one will buy them at low prices."
After adding the Disillusionment Charm, Vincent drew two red marks with his wand behind the floor not far away.
"What does it mean?"
"Quirrell will definitely not step on the mark, what if he takes another step?"
"Dirty, it's so dirty!" Cedric squinted his eyes and smirked, "But I like it~"
Vincent glanced at Rove with the same expression.
Who said that the little badgers are all honest and honest?
He opened the Marauder's Map, "Wait for them to come first, and then—how did Harry and Ron get out?"
Quirrell on the map is still on the first floor;
Fred and George on the way;
But Hermione, who had just left the common room, was caught by them.
"She should be able to find an excuse to get away?"
"I think—" Vincent dragged his voice to the end, satisfying the curiosity of the two of them before speaking out, "No."
"Huh? Why?"
"Remember the corridor on the right that is off limits on the fourth floor?"
Harry was suspecting that Snape was a mysterious person, and the outsiders might think that it was the other party who did it.
Although he didn't know why he did that, he knew very well that the three-headed dog in the room on the fourth floor must be guarding something very important.
Originally without Hermione's help, these two scratched their heads and couldn't figure out what it was.
But now...
"Is this also in your calculations? Dumbledore!"
Cedric couldn't understand Vincent's words, but Rove understood in seconds.
His grandfather, Newt Scamander, had been tricked more than once.
……
……
