Chapter 135
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The spell that Neville uttered unintentionally was as blinding as looking directly at the sun.
A large group of senior students covering their eyes in pain lost sight of Vincent in an instant.
"Oh—" The first unlucky one was Terrence Higgs, who was about to graduate from the seventh grade.
Regardless of the success or failure of this operation, Blaise will offer a large amount of Galleons.
If the target is sent to the school hospital, Draco also guarantees a direct ticket to the Ministry of Magic.
But the dream of becoming a high-ranking official after graduation has now been completely shattered.
After removing Higgs' shoulder joint, Vincent kicked him down the stairs.
This strong and tall body also brought a few people who didn't have time to open their eyes.
"Fluorescent Blind—"
The students upstairs and downstairs all closed their eyes tightly.
But this time, Vincent did not light up the alder wand.
He put on the gas mask that cast the Disillusionment Charm, and threw a small round object on the ground.
"Pfft—" A large amount of pungent smoke rose up.
Unprepared, they took a big puff, and before they could disperse the smoke, the people downstairs were kicked down one by one by Vincent.
Rolling down to the second floor, Higgs, whose right hand was hanging weakly in the corridor, was bearing their weight on his back.
"Meow~" A skinny cat with a dark gray coat just walked to the corner of the stairs.
It didn't notice the abnormality on the little head, and followed Filch down.
The range where these people fell was just within the silence magic they arranged.
Vincent on the upper floor glanced at it, then tapped his chest with his wand.
"Wayne!" Pussy dispersed the smoke, but failed to find him.
"Ow—" He just turned around and raised his wand as soon as he yelled behind him.
"Boom—" The student was kicked and rolled over.
Pusey raised the stairs, stopping his tumble.
"Damn it! Come out, Wayne!"
The answer was another scream.
"Hurry up!"
Vincent's figure did not appear after the revealing spell, which was just as wide as the stairs.
"Isn't it the Disillusionment Curse?" Just as Pussey was wondering, another student was kicked down.
He had to go up the step height.
"Ah—" The third student was kicked off.
"No—" The fourth student was kicked off.
"Come out!" Another manifesting spell passed.
However, Vincent's figure still did not appear.
At this moment, Pussey hastily cast Transfiguration as if remembering something.
The breeze that suddenly blows across the face has already foretold what will happen next.
Vincent, who jumped from upstairs, squatted halfway, swept his right leg sideways towards the student in front of him, and cast a stun spell with his left hand holding his wand.
"Thank you for your help."
Contrary to Purcell's elevation, he is shortening the steps.
How many tall men can this basically remain the same height resist?
one,
two,
three...
The fifth hit head-on on Pusey's strong chest.
"One-on-one?" Vincent, who put away his wand, jumped down the steps and kicked on the sixth and last person's back.
This move is the "crow flying on the plane" that most requires physical coordination among fighting skills and will definitely cause heavy casualties!
One second Pussey was about to explode, but the next second he choked back his words abruptly.
He couldn't bear this weight after all.
"Grumbling--"
Higgs, who climbed from the second floor to the third floor, had a frosty face.
You've been here once, and you're still here?
"Armor protection!"
The two sides collided fiercely.
Pussy's face was squeezed and deformed, but the pressure from behind never weakened.
"Way-Wayne!"
It's a pity that this unwilling roar only stayed on the edge of the silent magic.
Vincent, who was already standing in the corridor on the fifth floor, thought about it, turned around and threw a bubble bean behind him, and then poured a big ball of water on it.
"Merlin—please forgive me for the crimes committed by this little wizard."
No sooner had he finished his devout confession than he strolled down the corridor.
Go straight ahead and there are two club rooms directly opposite.
The room on the left with the chubby owl was not the target of the laid-back looking Vincent.
The big black goose on the right is where he is really going.
……
……
The activity room of the Black Swan Club was filled with Blaise's laughter.
Under the reward, there must be a brave man.
Two Quidditch players, plus a dozen or so big and tall players, will definitely beat the target into the school hospital.
When the time comes, he will speak harshly in a high-profile manner, completely embarrassing this person at Hogwarts.
"Draco, I'll hang Wayne's picture at the club door—hahahaha!"
Such a smug laugh, Vincent heard it before he even entered.
photo?
He put on a smiling face, and kicked open the silver door inlaid with a lot of gemstones under the effect of the enhancer.
"Everyone, is there anything happy?"
As soon as his figure appeared, the cheerful atmosphere in the entire activity room disappeared.
"Speak out and listen to it, and make me happy too."
"How is it possible!" Blaise stood up quickly, without the complacency just now.
"You—you should—"
"What should I do?" Vincent glanced at them one by one.
Excluding the four first graders, there is also the orangutan-like Prefect Marcus who is sitting, and the rest of the students regardless of their grades are standing.
Malfoy, Parkinson, Flint, and Greengrass, these four belong to the sacred 28 families.
The last Zabini, in terms of wealth alone, is stronger than most pure-blood families.
Even Crabbe and Goyle could only obediently stand behind the five of them.
These people are all pure-blood supremacists.
The loud noise just now alarmed the opposite Owl Court Club.
Many students inside gathered around to watch the fun.
Blaise released his clenched fists, trying his best to hide the tension on his body, "You should be in the school hospital."
"Where's Nott?" Vincent looked at the only vacant seat.
In the current Slytherin College, there are actually five students from the 28 sacred families.
"Theodore is used to being alone." Draco said flatly.
"Is there anyone else you can't handle?".biqugé
"Wayne, this is my club."
Seeing that he was being ignored, Blaise slapped the table hard.
"I should admire your courage, Wayne!"
Vincent glanced at him, then returned his gaze to Draco.
"Can you please keep your new recruit quiet?
So loud at every turn that I want to tear down your club right now. "
"How dare you!" Draco's face changed slightly, "I didn't do what happened just now, if you want trouble, you should go to the right owner."
"Oh, improved?" Vincent walked forward with a chuckle, "That's right, what's the point of always being the third."
He pulled away the empty chair and sat down comfortably on it.
"Aren't you unprepared?"
The members of the Black Swan Club at the table and behind the table are all sullen.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they really didn't dare to do anything.
Vincent leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "Don't let me down, everyone."
……
……
A large group of senior students covering their eyes in pain lost sight of Vincent in an instant.
"Oh—" The first unlucky one was Terrence Higgs, who was about to graduate from the seventh grade.
Regardless of the success or failure of this operation, Blaise will offer a large amount of Galleons.
If the target is sent to the school hospital, Draco also guarantees a direct ticket to the Ministry of Magic.
But the dream of becoming a high-ranking official after graduation has now been completely shattered.
After removing Higgs' shoulder joint, Vincent kicked him down the stairs.
This strong and tall body also brought a few people who didn't have time to open their eyes.
"Fluorescent Blind—"
The students upstairs and downstairs all closed their eyes tightly.
But this time, Vincent did not light up the alder wand.
He put on the gas mask that cast the Disillusionment Charm, and threw a small round object on the ground.
"Pfft—" A large amount of pungent smoke rose up.
Unprepared, they took a big puff, and before they could disperse the smoke, the people downstairs were kicked down one by one by Vincent.
Rolling down to the second floor, Higgs, whose right hand was hanging weakly in the corridor, was bearing their weight on his back.
"Meow~" A skinny cat with a dark gray coat just walked to the corner of the stairs.
It didn't notice the abnormality on the little head, and followed Filch down.
The range where these people fell was just within the silence magic they arranged.
Vincent on the upper floor glanced at it, then tapped his chest with his wand.
"Wayne!" Pussy dispersed the smoke, but failed to find him.
"Ow—" He just turned around and raised his wand as soon as he yelled behind him.
"Boom—" The student was kicked and rolled over.
Pusey raised the stairs, stopping his tumble.
"Damn it! Come out, Wayne!"
The answer was another scream.
"Hurry up!"
Vincent's figure did not appear after the revealing spell, which was just as wide as the stairs.
"Isn't it the Disillusionment Curse?" Just as Pussey was wondering, another student was kicked down.
He had to go up the step height.
"Ah—" The third student was kicked off.
"No—" The fourth student was kicked off.
"Come out!" Another manifesting spell passed.
However, Vincent's figure still did not appear.
At this moment, Pussey hastily cast Transfiguration as if remembering something.
The breeze that suddenly blows across the face has already foretold what will happen next.
Vincent, who jumped from upstairs, squatted halfway, swept his right leg sideways towards the student in front of him, and cast a stun spell with his left hand holding his wand.
"Thank you for your help."
Contrary to Purcell's elevation, he is shortening the steps.
How many tall men can this basically remain the same height resist?
one,
two,
three...
The fifth hit head-on on Pusey's strong chest.
"One-on-one?" Vincent, who put away his wand, jumped down the steps and kicked on the sixth and last person's back.
This move is the "crow flying on the plane" that most requires physical coordination among fighting skills and will definitely cause heavy casualties!
One second Pussey was about to explode, but the next second he choked back his words abruptly.
He couldn't bear this weight after all.
"Grumbling--"
Higgs, who climbed from the second floor to the third floor, had a frosty face.
You've been here once, and you're still here?
"Armor protection!"
The two sides collided fiercely.
Pussy's face was squeezed and deformed, but the pressure from behind never weakened.
"Way-Wayne!"
It's a pity that this unwilling roar only stayed on the edge of the silent magic.
Vincent, who was already standing in the corridor on the fifth floor, thought about it, turned around and threw a bubble bean behind him, and then poured a big ball of water on it.
"Merlin—please forgive me for the crimes committed by this little wizard."
No sooner had he finished his devout confession than he strolled down the corridor.
Go straight ahead and there are two club rooms directly opposite.
The room on the left with the chubby owl was not the target of the laid-back looking Vincent.
The big black goose on the right is where he is really going.
……
……
The activity room of the Black Swan Club was filled with Blaise's laughter.
Under the reward, there must be a brave man.
Two Quidditch players, plus a dozen or so big and tall players, will definitely beat the target into the school hospital.
When the time comes, he will speak harshly in a high-profile manner, completely embarrassing this person at Hogwarts.
"Draco, I'll hang Wayne's picture at the club door—hahahaha!"
Such a smug laugh, Vincent heard it before he even entered.
photo?
He put on a smiling face, and kicked open the silver door inlaid with a lot of gemstones under the effect of the enhancer.
"Everyone, is there anything happy?"
As soon as his figure appeared, the cheerful atmosphere in the entire activity room disappeared.
"Speak out and listen to it, and make me happy too."
"How is it possible!" Blaise stood up quickly, without the complacency just now.
"You—you should—"
"What should I do?" Vincent glanced at them one by one.
Excluding the four first graders, there is also the orangutan-like Prefect Marcus who is sitting, and the rest of the students regardless of their grades are standing.
Malfoy, Parkinson, Flint, and Greengrass, these four belong to the sacred 28 families.
The last Zabini, in terms of wealth alone, is stronger than most pure-blood families.
Even Crabbe and Goyle could only obediently stand behind the five of them.
These people are all pure-blood supremacists.
The loud noise just now alarmed the opposite Owl Court Club.
Many students inside gathered around to watch the fun.
Blaise released his clenched fists, trying his best to hide the tension on his body, "You should be in the school hospital."
"Where's Nott?" Vincent looked at the only vacant seat.
In the current Slytherin College, there are actually five students from the 28 sacred families.
"Theodore is used to being alone." Draco said flatly.
"Is there anyone else you can't handle?".biqugé
"Wayne, this is my club."
Seeing that he was being ignored, Blaise slapped the table hard.
"I should admire your courage, Wayne!"
Vincent glanced at him, then returned his gaze to Draco.
"Can you please keep your new recruit quiet?
So loud at every turn that I want to tear down your club right now. "
"How dare you!" Draco's face changed slightly, "I didn't do what happened just now, if you want trouble, you should go to the right owner."
"Oh, improved?" Vincent walked forward with a chuckle, "That's right, what's the point of always being the third."
He pulled away the empty chair and sat down comfortably on it.
"Aren't you unprepared?"
The members of the Black Swan Club at the table and behind the table are all sullen.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they really didn't dare to do anything.
Vincent leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "Don't let me down, everyone."
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