Chapter 140 Neville's Miraculous Talent
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Cedric finally couldn't speak against Vincent.
Because of Dumbledore's approval note.
[It is hereby granted that Vincent Wayne, a first-year student of Gryffindor College, enters and exits the Forbidden Forest outside of school hours.
Please be careful not to cause damage to the environment. I hope that the teaching staff can do a good job in supervision.
—Albus Percival Wulfric Bryan
January 1991, 12]
Cedric's jaw dropped in shock, "How on earth did you do it?"
"This is a secret." Vincent put away the approval note, "I plan to let Googo visit my house every week and bring back the latest fashion magazines."
"you sure?"
"Ten thousand percent."
Cedric threw his neck back. "Good luck."
The offensive of the Black Swan Club, to put it bluntly, is to spend money to recruit people to fill the scene.
……
……
During Potions class on Friday, Snape interfered with Vincent the entire time.
"Wayne, are you sure you're adding the Flobberworm slime now?"
"Professor, the time is written in the textbook."
Vincent dropped two drops of mucus, and the crucible immediately revealed a fresh and fragrant breath.
"Great, stir it up!"
"Professor, what should I do?"
"Six circles counterclockwise!"
Vincent stirred four times clockwise, then flicked the alder wand for the final step.
As soon as this perfect herbicide was born, Snape left with a dark face.
Asking the question even though he clearly remembered the correct procedure was simply teasing him, the potion master.
"Potter, why haven't you finished yet!"
Harry was so frightened that he nearly knocked over the cauldron.
He looked over to the Slytherin side, and found that several of the injured were slower than himself.
"I'll be there as soon as possible, Professor."
Snape shook his head in disgust.
Why don't you dare to open up?
As long as Harry's tone was harsher, he could be labeled as contradicting the professor.
"Come to my office if you haven't finished before get out of class ends!"
Ron quickly dripped two drops of Hawklap juice.
The cauldron gave off a stench, which made Hermione and Harry's minds a little dizzy.
Snape walked over with a sneer on his face.
"Weasley, if you can recreate a qualified herbicide in less than 30 minutes, you won't have to deal with those two big vats of Flobber caterpillars."
These slimy things are a nightmare for Ron.
"It deserves it!" Draco's eccentric laugh gleefully blatantly seemed to have Snape's approval.
"Just bear with it and it will pass." Harry comforted the blushing Ron, "Think about their miserable situation the day before yesterday."
"These guys are going to have to do it all over again sooner or later."
The only person in Gryffindor who was punished was Ron, who followed Snape tragically.
Under Draco's swaggering leadership, the Slytherin students looked like seven in a row.
"They're so annoying." Neville waited until they had all gone out before he dared to say the last sentence cautiously.
"Don't worry, they won't be happy for long." Vincent smiled meaningfully.
If he can't get into the girls' dormitory, it doesn't mean he can't get revenge.
He hinted at Hermione with his eyes, and the latter immediately rolled her eyes back.
"Are you free to wait?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?"
Neville nodded regretfully, "I also want to ask about the Flying Curse."
Vincent recalled a night a week ago.
He happened to be free that night, so he learned the Flying Curse with his classmates in the dormitory.
James and Alfred were quick learners, and in less than half an hour they could summon small personal items.
As for the silent Neville, he was even stronger than Vincent to some extent.
When the four of them were soundly asleep, a lot of small things flew in through the window.
They stared blankly for a long time before accepting this reality in shock.
The school uniform was not Neville's, but that of some unlucky student at Eton College;
Nor are the shoes, you can tell how small they are at a glance;
The textbooks are all right, they look like new. ъ
There are many such things, the most bizarre is a little frog that croaked all night in a backpack.
This special and miraculous talent is probably due to amnesia.
"Tomorrow—no, tonight."
Vincent had to go to Hogsmeade this afternoon when there were no classes.
If all goes well, it should be ready to act around the wee hours tonight.
Hermione followed him to the outside of the secret passage on the fourth floor with a displeased face.
"Don't be like this, there is a first time for everything."
"Once there will be countless times."
Vincent took down the large mirror, "Don't you want to deal with them?"
"No." Hermione replied a little guilty.
Pan Xi caused her to fall, and although she was determined to shrink her front teeth because of this, she still had some grudges in her heart.
"Then let's go back?"
Hermione pulled his arm into the secret passage without hesitation, "Just this once."
"Oh~"
Through the light from the tip of the staff, she could clearly see the pair of teasing blue eyes.
"Don't push yourself too hard."
"Okay." Vincent stopped teasing her.
It's changed, but I'm still not used to joking.
"What the hell are you thinking about?" Hermione let go of her little hand, "I said it once and it's once."
Vincent suddenly felt a little cold around him, "Did you learn from Professor McGonagall?"
"Learn what?"
"Cold humor."
Hermione ignored him and quickened her pace.
……
……
Neville, who was cooking in the auditorium, suddenly remembered something.
Raffle is gone again!
"Isn't it still in your school robe this morning?" Alfred calmly picked up a small piece of potato.
"Ah - that's right!" Neville shrank his neck back.
"It either took two Potions classes with me, or it's sitting somewhere in the castle."
The potatoes fell on the long table in shock.
Snape would be very happy if Rifle couldn't help but come out for some air.
"We have to leave quickly." James put down the tableware in his hand, "If the Slytherin students see..."
Neville thought of countless consequences in an instant.
The natural enemy of the toad is a snake, and nothing good will happen to it.
Alfred wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Let's go, have another good meal tonight."
The three arrived at the dungeon first.
The good news is that there is no trace of Raffle's activities in the Potions class classroom or the relatively damp corner.
"It must be inside the castle." Neville relaxed, "Let's go up and find it."
Both James and Alfred were no longer tense, An Xin followed behind him and left here.
"Don't worry, we'll find it."
"Oh—if I master the Flying Curse, I don't need to bother you."
"Hey, we're all roommates in the same dorm."
Neville felt warm in his heart, "Thank you."
After their figures disappeared into the dungeon, Higgs' figure suddenly appeared in the air.
As he was about to graduate, he never forgot Draco's promise.
……
……
Because of Dumbledore's approval note.
[It is hereby granted that Vincent Wayne, a first-year student of Gryffindor College, enters and exits the Forbidden Forest outside of school hours.
Please be careful not to cause damage to the environment. I hope that the teaching staff can do a good job in supervision.
—Albus Percival Wulfric Bryan
January 1991, 12]
Cedric's jaw dropped in shock, "How on earth did you do it?"
"This is a secret." Vincent put away the approval note, "I plan to let Googo visit my house every week and bring back the latest fashion magazines."
"you sure?"
"Ten thousand percent."
Cedric threw his neck back. "Good luck."
The offensive of the Black Swan Club, to put it bluntly, is to spend money to recruit people to fill the scene.
……
……
During Potions class on Friday, Snape interfered with Vincent the entire time.
"Wayne, are you sure you're adding the Flobberworm slime now?"
"Professor, the time is written in the textbook."
Vincent dropped two drops of mucus, and the crucible immediately revealed a fresh and fragrant breath.
"Great, stir it up!"
"Professor, what should I do?"
"Six circles counterclockwise!"
Vincent stirred four times clockwise, then flicked the alder wand for the final step.
As soon as this perfect herbicide was born, Snape left with a dark face.
Asking the question even though he clearly remembered the correct procedure was simply teasing him, the potion master.
"Potter, why haven't you finished yet!"
Harry was so frightened that he nearly knocked over the cauldron.
He looked over to the Slytherin side, and found that several of the injured were slower than himself.
"I'll be there as soon as possible, Professor."
Snape shook his head in disgust.
Why don't you dare to open up?
As long as Harry's tone was harsher, he could be labeled as contradicting the professor.
"Come to my office if you haven't finished before get out of class ends!"
Ron quickly dripped two drops of Hawklap juice.
The cauldron gave off a stench, which made Hermione and Harry's minds a little dizzy.
Snape walked over with a sneer on his face.
"Weasley, if you can recreate a qualified herbicide in less than 30 minutes, you won't have to deal with those two big vats of Flobber caterpillars."
These slimy things are a nightmare for Ron.
"It deserves it!" Draco's eccentric laugh gleefully blatantly seemed to have Snape's approval.
"Just bear with it and it will pass." Harry comforted the blushing Ron, "Think about their miserable situation the day before yesterday."
"These guys are going to have to do it all over again sooner or later."
The only person in Gryffindor who was punished was Ron, who followed Snape tragically.
Under Draco's swaggering leadership, the Slytherin students looked like seven in a row.
"They're so annoying." Neville waited until they had all gone out before he dared to say the last sentence cautiously.
"Don't worry, they won't be happy for long." Vincent smiled meaningfully.
If he can't get into the girls' dormitory, it doesn't mean he can't get revenge.
He hinted at Hermione with his eyes, and the latter immediately rolled her eyes back.
"Are you free to wait?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?"
Neville nodded regretfully, "I also want to ask about the Flying Curse."
Vincent recalled a night a week ago.
He happened to be free that night, so he learned the Flying Curse with his classmates in the dormitory.
James and Alfred were quick learners, and in less than half an hour they could summon small personal items.
As for the silent Neville, he was even stronger than Vincent to some extent.
When the four of them were soundly asleep, a lot of small things flew in through the window.
They stared blankly for a long time before accepting this reality in shock.
The school uniform was not Neville's, but that of some unlucky student at Eton College;
Nor are the shoes, you can tell how small they are at a glance;
The textbooks are all right, they look like new. ъ
There are many such things, the most bizarre is a little frog that croaked all night in a backpack.
This special and miraculous talent is probably due to amnesia.
"Tomorrow—no, tonight."
Vincent had to go to Hogsmeade this afternoon when there were no classes.
If all goes well, it should be ready to act around the wee hours tonight.
Hermione followed him to the outside of the secret passage on the fourth floor with a displeased face.
"Don't be like this, there is a first time for everything."
"Once there will be countless times."
Vincent took down the large mirror, "Don't you want to deal with them?"
"No." Hermione replied a little guilty.
Pan Xi caused her to fall, and although she was determined to shrink her front teeth because of this, she still had some grudges in her heart.
"Then let's go back?"
Hermione pulled his arm into the secret passage without hesitation, "Just this once."
"Oh~"
Through the light from the tip of the staff, she could clearly see the pair of teasing blue eyes.
"Don't push yourself too hard."
"Okay." Vincent stopped teasing her.
It's changed, but I'm still not used to joking.
"What the hell are you thinking about?" Hermione let go of her little hand, "I said it once and it's once."
Vincent suddenly felt a little cold around him, "Did you learn from Professor McGonagall?"
"Learn what?"
"Cold humor."
Hermione ignored him and quickened her pace.
……
……
Neville, who was cooking in the auditorium, suddenly remembered something.
Raffle is gone again!
"Isn't it still in your school robe this morning?" Alfred calmly picked up a small piece of potato.
"Ah - that's right!" Neville shrank his neck back.
"It either took two Potions classes with me, or it's sitting somewhere in the castle."
The potatoes fell on the long table in shock.
Snape would be very happy if Rifle couldn't help but come out for some air.
"We have to leave quickly." James put down the tableware in his hand, "If the Slytherin students see..."
Neville thought of countless consequences in an instant.
The natural enemy of the toad is a snake, and nothing good will happen to it.
Alfred wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Let's go, have another good meal tonight."
The three arrived at the dungeon first.
The good news is that there is no trace of Raffle's activities in the Potions class classroom or the relatively damp corner.
"It must be inside the castle." Neville relaxed, "Let's go up and find it."
Both James and Alfred were no longer tense, An Xin followed behind him and left here.
"Don't worry, we'll find it."
"Oh—if I master the Flying Curse, I don't need to bother you."
"Hey, we're all roommates in the same dorm."
Neville felt warm in his heart, "Thank you."
After their figures disappeared into the dungeon, Higgs' figure suddenly appeared in the air.
As he was about to graduate, he never forgot Draco's promise.
……
……
