Chapter 1203 Snape suddenly became handsome

Hermione's detention was lifted, but she was kept under close watch by Umbridge.

This feeling is hard to describe in words. It was as if Umbridge had a locator installed. Whenever she was free, she would appear near Hermione with a small black notebook.

Even during class time, she would tiptoe to the windowsill like a perverted stalker.

By the weekend, the situation had not improved and had in fact gotten worse.

Umbridge, who had no habit of getting up early, was already waiting at the door of the girls' dormitory with a small notebook in her hand before dawn.

However, she waited until after 7 o'clock, but the three little witches who exercised every morning still did not come out.

Slacking off every weekend, is this the model student of Hogwarts?

After waiting and waiting, at 9 o'clock, Hermione finally came out in a long sportswear.

She ignored Umbridge's presence and went downstairs to the outside of the castle for her daily exercise.

Maybe she was the only one who did it, she exercised a little too much today, running around the Black Lake three times.

After finishing her morning exercise, she returned to the dormitory for a quick shower, then went downstairs to the auditorium for breakfast.

All morning, Umbridge had been staring at Hermione, trying to witness the moment when the model student broke the school rules.

But she seemed a little naive, and being followed like a stalker would make even the worst student know to restrain themselves.

Hogsmeade was quite lively on the weekend, but Hermione didn't go anywhere. Except for lunch, she didn't leave the dormitory all afternoon.

Umbridge was feeling very proud outside the door, thinking that it was her persistence that made Hermione afraid to make mistakes in front of her.

As long as he works harder, the model student will reveal his true colors sooner or later.

But what she didn't know was that the reason Hermione didn't leave the dormitory was simple: Vincent, who had learned the news from the twins, was having a video call with Hermione.

"Don't worry about me. I won't be caught by Umbridge."

Vincent on the projection screen nodded, "Is anyone in your dormitory right now?"

"No, Lavender and Parvati went to Hogsmeade. They didn't come back so early."

Hermione noticed something from the slightly raised corner of Vincent's mouth, "You...you wouldn't..."

"Uh-huh, open the window, I'm here."

The moment she opened the window, a figure fell from the sky onto the windowsill.

Vincent looked into her eyes filled with disbelief quietly, "Did you miss me?"

Hermione opened her arms and hugged him tightly, "Yes, I missed you so much."

She suddenly let go of his hand. "Hurry up and leave. Umbridge is outside the dormitory. If she finds you—"

Vincent jumped off the windowsill and covered her rosy lips.

Hermione tried to push him away, but found she had no strength at all.

She closed her eyes, bit Vincent's lower lip, and threw herself into the passionate kiss.

After a long, long time, she was almost suffocating and reluctantly left his warm embrace. "You'd better leave quickly. Professor Dumbledore must know you're here."

Vincent leaned back slightly, poked his head out the window, and pointed to the tower where the principal's office was. "It's not like the professor would tell on me."

He took Hermione's hand and said, "If you're worried that I'll be discovered, let's go outside the school."

The proposal was so tempting that she hesitated for a long time and was unwilling to refuse it.

"Well...if I wasn't at school, Umbridge would have gone crazy and ran into the dorms to search them."

Vincent tightened her little hand and said, "Then let's throw her into the Amazon rainforest. There are lots of insects there, so it's perfect for her."

Hermione shook her head. "Throw her into the desert or the African savannah. She'll never survive."

Vincent smiled and patted her little head. "How about Siberia? She's so short, she won't be able to walk far before being buried alive by the ice and snow."

Hermione suddenly pulled the corner of her mouth, "I was just saying it casually, if you really want to..."

Vincent raised his hand and gently scratched his neck. "She's starting to target you. This pink toad's heart is more vicious than many dark wizards. Snape instantly becomes handsome when he stands next to her."

Hermione laughed like a silver bell and gently hit his chest with her small hand. "Really? Although Snape often puts students in detention, at most he would punish you by making you handle potion materials to disgust you."

"So..." Vincent dragged out his words, "If you think she's getting in the way, I can make her disappear from your sight forever."

Hermione stared silently into his blue eyes. She knew he was not joking and he really dared to make Umbridge disappear from this world.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. "Umbridge is still useful. The more trouble she causes, the more people will see the ugly face of the Ministry of Magic."

Vincent's throat twitched a few times, and he caressed her face tenderly and distressedly, "Promise me one thing first."

"What did you promise?"

"Promise me you'll prioritize yourself from now on."

Hermione shuddered, suddenly having the urge to hug him tightly.

As soon as she stretched out her little hand, Vincent had already hugged her in his arms, his fingers gently brushing through her hair, "Also, you must tell me the first time you have anything."

"Yes, I promise you."

Umbridge will always be a nuisance as long as she stays around, and no one knows what other perverted ideas she might have.

Vincent let go of Hermione and said, "Pack your luggage first. We are going to the United States to attend the award ceremony."

Hermione nodded blankly. "The awards ceremony of the Magical Congress of the United States of America? Why would they suddenly invite you?"

Vincent pulled an invitation from his jacket pocket. "It's not MACUSA, it's the MTV Video Music Awards."

It was not the wizarding world but the Muggle world, Hermione understood it instantly.

The invitation says September 7th, which is tomorrow, so of course I have to dress up to attend this grand awards ceremony.

While she was packing, Vincent came up with a good idea to deal with Umbridge.

Slytherin Common Room,

"Quietly...quietly..." Peeves replaced a silver item in the cupboard with a screaming mandrake while the snakes were not paying attention.

There was a first one and there was a second one. The moment its short little hand touched the snake-shaped wall lamp, a familiar big stone hand suddenly emerged from the wall and grabbed it tightly.

"save--"

Peeves was dragged into the wall, and the distress signal he sent out too late scared the little snakes in the common room.

In a sense, it was a successful prank.

After passing through countless walls and floors, the dizzy Peeves was thrown to the top of the tower of the girls' dormitory.

It had stars in its eyes and was trying to stand up unsteadily.

"Good afternoon, my...little brother."

Peeves' eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and his mouth opened exaggeratedly.

After a brief moment of surprise, it cleared its throat and bowed politely, "Welcome, President Wayne!"

The etiquette details are very good, but the tone is a little reluctant.

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