Chapter 136 The Pure-Blood Supremacist
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Qing Mo Da Xian
As a Gryffindor student, Vincent fit in perfectly with Slytherin.
Whether it's the intriguing expressions on the face or the lazy body movements, they are more like villains than the few at the same table.
Draco was pissed, but didn't blow up.
"You have knocked down my door, Wayne."
"so what?"
"Let's clear up."
Vincent smiled even wider, "I didn't even say I would get revenge.
I just wanted to see your plan B. "
Blaise looked behind him.
Nearly 20 people can’t be dealt with, what about the sum here?
"Of course there is a plan B." He threw a small cloth bag on the table contemptuously, "If you think it's not enough, you can just ask for a price."
Not only Draco frowned, but Daphne did too.
This kind of harmless and extremely insulting method is really childish.
If Jin Gallon was useful, none of them would be sitting here.
Vincent put his right hand on the table without even looking at the small cloth bag, "The price of attacking a nominee for the Order of Merlin is beyond what you can imagine."
"Who attacked you?" Blaise said calmly, "Wayne, where is the evidence?"
The means are despicable, and they deny it afterwards.
Compared with Draco, he lacked a sense of atmosphere and was even more spoiled.
"No." Vincent tapped his fingertips on the table lightly, "Do you think I need these?"
If it cannot be raised to the campus incident, it is purely personal grievances.
It's just that the knocking sound hit Draco's heart again and again.
"Wayne, what are you trying to do?"
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."
When Harry outside heard these words, his blood seemed to boil.
Blaise swung his right hand and threw the antique teacup in front of him on the marble floor.
"Don't be so arrogant, Wayne!"
Vincent ignored him completely, focusing on Draco.
"Remember to be vigilant at all times, and don't have the slightest slack."
He stood up and pushed the chair back.
"bring it on!"
Except for Blaise's roar, the rest were silent as if they were facing an enemy.
Draco was careless, he didn't expect to be so fierce.
Judging from the point of being unharmed, the previous prank was probably really a prank.
"Goodbye, everyone." Vincent walked out slowly, leaving them with an incomprehensible back.
"Oh, arrogance!" Blaise's fists were clenched until his knuckles turned white.
"The first strike is the best, and the second action will start tonight!"
He seemed to be using anger to mask his uneasiness.
Draco could tell, "Wayne is not a lone ranger, we don't have much time left."
"You mean..." Pan Xi sneered and looked at the little lions surrounding Vincent like stars.
"There's only one Wayne in Gryffindor."
Marcus grinned, "He thinks it's a personal grievance, so we'll fulfill him!"
A trace of confusion flashed across Daphne's face.
Her intuition told her that the consequences of doing so would be serious.
Being able to force the newly established Black Swan Club to do whatever it takes is a disguised recognition of Vincent's excellence.
If it's not Muggle-born, even if it's half-blood...
She shook her head hastily, looking at the ceiling with some emptiness in her eyes.
The Greengrass family has only two daughters in this generation, and the younger sister, who is two years younger, is born with the blood curse inherited from her ancestors.
This curse, which can only be withdrawn on women, will gradually weaken the body over time, and there are not a few family members who died early because of this in history.Fun Court
The responsibility to continue the pure bloodline of Greengrass can only be placed on her as the elder sister.
"Daphne, what are you thinking?"
Pansy touched her arm lightly.
"No."
Since the future is doomed, cherish the present.
……
……
Owl Court Club.
Vincent, who was treated like a hero, was not complacent.
He knew the character of the group opposite him.
If I didn't please myself here, I would definitely choose another entry point.
"Are you worried about us?" Hermione guessed.
"If it's Fred and George, they should be safe and sound."
Vincent looked over to Harry and Ron, who were playing sandbags.
If memory serves me correctly, Dumbledore would have given him an invisibility cloak for Christmas.
With such an artifact of night travel, even Neville would dare to sneak out of the dormitory.
"We have the fat lady as the gatekeeper. As long as we don't go out, we have absolute security."
Slytherin claimed that the dormitory that no outsiders have been allowed to enter for nearly 700 years does not have such a dedicated doorkeeper who always visits the door in the middle of the night.
"Ah~ Isn't this President Wayne who kicked away the Blackbird Club?" The twins who had just finished class had already received the message.
One sentence summary: What a relief!
Vincent nodded acquiescingly, "Did you see Higgs and Puse in the stairwell when you just came up?"
Fred and George recalled it carefully, then shook their heads at the same time.
"The finishing work is okay." He briefly described what happened just now.
It is not a problem to be able to solve them, the key is to block people up and down the stairs separately.
"It's so rough, it doesn't look like Malfoy did it."
"He's using Zabini." Vincent also told about the Black Swan Club.
"Huh~" Fred rubbed his hands on his shoulders funny, "This group of people is really disgusting."
"Stop talking, I'm about to spit out my dinner yesterday~" George echoed.
The seemingly united Slytherin is easy to make people feel uncomfortable because of this.
Hermione pursed her lips, "Why are they so obsessed with bloodlines?"
Fred explained to her, "There are no pure-blood wizards in the literal sense..."
No matter Blake, who advertises eternal purity, or Gaunt, who is paranoid enough to marry inbreeding, there is more or less Muggle blood flowing in his body.
Even for the Hogwarts Big Four in the Middle Ages, it is difficult to prove the purity of their wizarding blood.
"Pure-blood supremacists—"
Vincent concluded with a disdainful gaze, "To put it bluntly, this is just an excuse to protect your own status from being shaken."
In terms of ideology, the magic world still maintains a conservative and pedantic class concept.
Although there are Muggles, the rich and powerful dare not show it naked like them.
"It's so unfair." Hermione shook her head helplessly.
Wizards can change the memory of Muggles at will, not so much to hide the existence of the wizarding world, but rather to fear those powerful weapons.
She looked at Vincent, "Is your family not familiar with the Queen?"
"What do you think?" The corners of his eyes twitched a little, "My father didn't come from the Royal Navy, and my grandfather only went to the colony to do business.
Even if the two of them knew the queen, could they still get mushroom bombs? "
The prime minister of the Big Bang Empire is not stupid. Members of the royal family have to get approval from Congress if they want to grow mushrooms.
"That's right." Hermione patted her chest with her small hand.
If the Wayne family really had such strength, the Daily Prophet would have boasted that it was the world's largest arms dealer.
……
……
Whether it's the intriguing expressions on the face or the lazy body movements, they are more like villains than the few at the same table.
Draco was pissed, but didn't blow up.
"You have knocked down my door, Wayne."
"so what?"
"Let's clear up."
Vincent smiled even wider, "I didn't even say I would get revenge.
I just wanted to see your plan B. "
Blaise looked behind him.
Nearly 20 people can’t be dealt with, what about the sum here?
"Of course there is a plan B." He threw a small cloth bag on the table contemptuously, "If you think it's not enough, you can just ask for a price."
Not only Draco frowned, but Daphne did too.
This kind of harmless and extremely insulting method is really childish.
If Jin Gallon was useful, none of them would be sitting here.
Vincent put his right hand on the table without even looking at the small cloth bag, "The price of attacking a nominee for the Order of Merlin is beyond what you can imagine."
"Who attacked you?" Blaise said calmly, "Wayne, where is the evidence?"
The means are despicable, and they deny it afterwards.
Compared with Draco, he lacked a sense of atmosphere and was even more spoiled.
"No." Vincent tapped his fingertips on the table lightly, "Do you think I need these?"
If it cannot be raised to the campus incident, it is purely personal grievances.
It's just that the knocking sound hit Draco's heart again and again.
"Wayne, what are you trying to do?"
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."
When Harry outside heard these words, his blood seemed to boil.
Blaise swung his right hand and threw the antique teacup in front of him on the marble floor.
"Don't be so arrogant, Wayne!"
Vincent ignored him completely, focusing on Draco.
"Remember to be vigilant at all times, and don't have the slightest slack."
He stood up and pushed the chair back.
"bring it on!"
Except for Blaise's roar, the rest were silent as if they were facing an enemy.
Draco was careless, he didn't expect to be so fierce.
Judging from the point of being unharmed, the previous prank was probably really a prank.
"Goodbye, everyone." Vincent walked out slowly, leaving them with an incomprehensible back.
"Oh, arrogance!" Blaise's fists were clenched until his knuckles turned white.
"The first strike is the best, and the second action will start tonight!"
He seemed to be using anger to mask his uneasiness.
Draco could tell, "Wayne is not a lone ranger, we don't have much time left."
"You mean..." Pan Xi sneered and looked at the little lions surrounding Vincent like stars.
"There's only one Wayne in Gryffindor."
Marcus grinned, "He thinks it's a personal grievance, so we'll fulfill him!"
A trace of confusion flashed across Daphne's face.
Her intuition told her that the consequences of doing so would be serious.
Being able to force the newly established Black Swan Club to do whatever it takes is a disguised recognition of Vincent's excellence.
If it's not Muggle-born, even if it's half-blood...
She shook her head hastily, looking at the ceiling with some emptiness in her eyes.
The Greengrass family has only two daughters in this generation, and the younger sister, who is two years younger, is born with the blood curse inherited from her ancestors.
This curse, which can only be withdrawn on women, will gradually weaken the body over time, and there are not a few family members who died early because of this in history.Fun Court
The responsibility to continue the pure bloodline of Greengrass can only be placed on her as the elder sister.
"Daphne, what are you thinking?"
Pansy touched her arm lightly.
"No."
Since the future is doomed, cherish the present.
……
……
Owl Court Club.
Vincent, who was treated like a hero, was not complacent.
He knew the character of the group opposite him.
If I didn't please myself here, I would definitely choose another entry point.
"Are you worried about us?" Hermione guessed.
"If it's Fred and George, they should be safe and sound."
Vincent looked over to Harry and Ron, who were playing sandbags.
If memory serves me correctly, Dumbledore would have given him an invisibility cloak for Christmas.
With such an artifact of night travel, even Neville would dare to sneak out of the dormitory.
"We have the fat lady as the gatekeeper. As long as we don't go out, we have absolute security."
Slytherin claimed that the dormitory that no outsiders have been allowed to enter for nearly 700 years does not have such a dedicated doorkeeper who always visits the door in the middle of the night.
"Ah~ Isn't this President Wayne who kicked away the Blackbird Club?" The twins who had just finished class had already received the message.
One sentence summary: What a relief!
Vincent nodded acquiescingly, "Did you see Higgs and Puse in the stairwell when you just came up?"
Fred and George recalled it carefully, then shook their heads at the same time.
"The finishing work is okay." He briefly described what happened just now.
It is not a problem to be able to solve them, the key is to block people up and down the stairs separately.
"It's so rough, it doesn't look like Malfoy did it."
"He's using Zabini." Vincent also told about the Black Swan Club.
"Huh~" Fred rubbed his hands on his shoulders funny, "This group of people is really disgusting."
"Stop talking, I'm about to spit out my dinner yesterday~" George echoed.
The seemingly united Slytherin is easy to make people feel uncomfortable because of this.
Hermione pursed her lips, "Why are they so obsessed with bloodlines?"
Fred explained to her, "There are no pure-blood wizards in the literal sense..."
No matter Blake, who advertises eternal purity, or Gaunt, who is paranoid enough to marry inbreeding, there is more or less Muggle blood flowing in his body.
Even for the Hogwarts Big Four in the Middle Ages, it is difficult to prove the purity of their wizarding blood.
"Pure-blood supremacists—"
Vincent concluded with a disdainful gaze, "To put it bluntly, this is just an excuse to protect your own status from being shaken."
In terms of ideology, the magic world still maintains a conservative and pedantic class concept.
Although there are Muggles, the rich and powerful dare not show it naked like them.
"It's so unfair." Hermione shook her head helplessly.
Wizards can change the memory of Muggles at will, not so much to hide the existence of the wizarding world, but rather to fear those powerful weapons.
She looked at Vincent, "Is your family not familiar with the Queen?"
"What do you think?" The corners of his eyes twitched a little, "My father didn't come from the Royal Navy, and my grandfather only went to the colony to do business.
Even if the two of them knew the queen, could they still get mushroom bombs? "
The prime minister of the Big Bang Empire is not stupid. Members of the royal family have to get approval from Congress if they want to grow mushrooms.
"That's right." Hermione patted her chest with her small hand.
If the Wayne family really had such strength, the Daily Prophet would have boasted that it was the world's largest arms dealer.
……
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