Chapter 15 The Red and Golden Retrievers
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Bad-mouthed blond classmate ended badly,
At least Hermione thought so.
Crouching in the corner like a small shrimp, he has no power to resist under Vincent's hands.
In the past, she didn't know how to beat someone fat without trauma,
Now she seems to have opened the door to a new world.
Not only is the fist wrapped in the stripped school robe silent, but the high-grade fabric can also maximize the cushioning effect.
"Wayne! You remember—"
Draco, with a distorted face, clutched his stomach, and stared at the back of the door with eyes full of resentment and hatred, "I will definitely tell my father about this,
You just drop out of school with that ugly Muggle girl! "
Vincent couldn't help being amused.
You can't rely on your hands,
I can't do it on my own,
Still want to rely on dad?
Hermione quickly took his arm, "Let's go, before anyone finds out what's going on here."
"If you find it, you will find it—"
Vincent shrugged and let her pull him out, "Anyway, it's not me who is ashamed~"
"School rules clearly prohibit fighting!"
"I didn't hit him again."
Hermione, who was about to be mad with anger, raised her little foot and stomped hard on the white clover brand sneakers under his feet.
"Hey—it hurts." Vincent didn't lie, the small leather shoes she was wearing were solid-soled.
"You're a total thug!"
Hermione, who stood on tiptoe, had only reached the position of his chin with her forehead.
She wanted to speak but stopped several times, and in the end only a high-pitched hum was left behind.
Vincent stood there with extremely complicated emotions.
Blame him for not being mentally prepared, otherwise he wouldn't have been kicked.
"My friend, it's amazing!"
The compartment door opened next to it, and a red-haired boy came out.
Vincent remembered that he was one of the twins who had just been questioned.
The other party put his arms around his shoulders enthusiastically, "I thought you were planning for a rainy day~"
"I don't know her well."
"Really?"
"real."
The red-haired boy let go of his hand in surprise, "By the way, which college are you from?"
"I haven't been sorted yet."
His expression was even more surprised, "You are actually a freshman like her!"
Vincent nodded seriously, "Do wizards never exercise?"
The boy pouted towards the cubicle, "Why waste effort on things that can be solved by magic?"
His twin brother, who is also red-haired, is holding a wand in his hand, and uses magic to manipulate the levitating school robe to cover his body.
Vincent replied with an awkward but polite smile, "You make a lot of sense."
Muggle thinking limits imagination.
"Have you found Neville's Baby Raffle?"
"Found it, but lost it again."
The red-haired boy comforted him: "As my mother said, some things always disappear when you need them.
Just when you thought you could never get it back, it will appear in front of you inexplicably. "
"Thank you." Vincent spread his fingers and pointed to the end of the aisle, "I'll find it before arriving at the station."
Another twin who had put on his school gown in the cubicle also came out, "George, what are you talking about?"
"Talk about our apprentice's troubles."
George introduced his brother: "This is Fred Weasley, who was born half a minute before me,
As you can see, we are twins. "
"I'm Vincent—Vincent Wayne."
The twins nodded as if hearing the name for the first time.
Vincent didn't think there was anything strange about it.
There are bound to be many wizards who will dismiss such a nonsense newspaper as the Daily Prophet.
"George, why don't we replace the girl who went away?"
Freite raised her foot exaggeratedly, and then stepped heavily on the metal floor of the aisle, "With our help, the efficiency is definitely faster than her alone."
His funny performance seems to be promoting the competition between the two freshmen.
It's nothing to lose, and it's no good to win.
"Vincent, you said she misunderstood you?"
"Fred, shouldn't the focus be on Qiu Zhang, the second grader?"
Vincent was very thankful that he didn't tell about the golden retriever classmate.
Each of them urged each other, as if to imply that whoever got Laifu would gain the upper hand in the future.
"We can also improve our relationship with little Harry."
"Oh George, why didn't I think of that?"
Vincent, who was being pushed away by the two, was basically sure that they were the kind of people who didn't read newspapers.
The more we chatted, he found that apart from being passionate, the twin brothers were also quite courageous.
Throwing dung eggs at the Slytherin table at the beginning of the school banquet at night?
The dean of Gryffindor College is Professor McGonagall who came to visit Wayne's home.
"I advise you better not to do that,"
Vincent put his hand on the door of compartment J, "If it's really going to be done, I think it would be better to sneak it into their dormitory."
Fred and George glanced at each other and both thought the idea was very good.
You won't be punished when you're done, and you can do it even more unscrupulously.
"Sorry again to bother—"
Harry and Ron, who hadn't eaten any more snacks, looked at Vincent who walked in with strange eyes.
Hermione, who was one step ahead of him, was obviously mad just now.
Combining these two both acting alone...
"Baby Ronnie?" The twins squeezed into the cubicle.
"Nice to see you, my dear brother." Fred gave Ron a hug.
Immediately afterwards, George also opened his hands, "Wow, brother, I miss you so much!"
Vincent, who was about to be squeezed into the aisle, always felt that the brotherhood in front of him was a little weird.
Based on the few impressions he had of the first film, Weasley seemed to belong to the same family of pure-blood wizards as Malfoy.
Because they are more close to Muggles, so the blond classmate who is going to sue his father has been targeting Harry who has become friends with Ron all year?
It can't be because there is no handshake...
Vincent watched Mr. Porter lift his bangs exceptionally skillfully, as if he suddenly realized something.
The Potions Professor is the dean of Slytherin, and the blond student is assigned to the Slytherin house.
So is it possible that poor Mr. Potter suffered cold violence on campus because the two failed to shake hands?
"I will definitely tell my father about this..."
A certain big rebellious face had already been beaten into a pig's head by Fatty in his mind.
It's nothing more than cold violence on campus, why not act first?
"Nice to meet you, Harry."
"Me too, Vincent."
After shaking hands, Vincent and the twins left.
Big dung, must be arranged for Slytherin.
"Vincent, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Well——I'll tell you one thing, but don't tell others everywhere..."
After learning that the golden retriever's bad mouth ended, the twins were shocked.
"No matter who it is, anyone who sees Slytherin unhappy is a friend of our two brothers!"
"That's right, not to mention you beat up the Malfoy boy!" Seven
Vincent, who overturned his impression again, can now be [-]% sure that the twins of the Weasley family are the kind of masters who fear the world will not be chaotic.
……
……
At least Hermione thought so.
Crouching in the corner like a small shrimp, he has no power to resist under Vincent's hands.
In the past, she didn't know how to beat someone fat without trauma,
Now she seems to have opened the door to a new world.
Not only is the fist wrapped in the stripped school robe silent, but the high-grade fabric can also maximize the cushioning effect.
"Wayne! You remember—"
Draco, with a distorted face, clutched his stomach, and stared at the back of the door with eyes full of resentment and hatred, "I will definitely tell my father about this,
You just drop out of school with that ugly Muggle girl! "
Vincent couldn't help being amused.
You can't rely on your hands,
I can't do it on my own,
Still want to rely on dad?
Hermione quickly took his arm, "Let's go, before anyone finds out what's going on here."
"If you find it, you will find it—"
Vincent shrugged and let her pull him out, "Anyway, it's not me who is ashamed~"
"School rules clearly prohibit fighting!"
"I didn't hit him again."
Hermione, who was about to be mad with anger, raised her little foot and stomped hard on the white clover brand sneakers under his feet.
"Hey—it hurts." Vincent didn't lie, the small leather shoes she was wearing were solid-soled.
"You're a total thug!"
Hermione, who stood on tiptoe, had only reached the position of his chin with her forehead.
She wanted to speak but stopped several times, and in the end only a high-pitched hum was left behind.
Vincent stood there with extremely complicated emotions.
Blame him for not being mentally prepared, otherwise he wouldn't have been kicked.
"My friend, it's amazing!"
The compartment door opened next to it, and a red-haired boy came out.
Vincent remembered that he was one of the twins who had just been questioned.
The other party put his arms around his shoulders enthusiastically, "I thought you were planning for a rainy day~"
"I don't know her well."
"Really?"
"real."
The red-haired boy let go of his hand in surprise, "By the way, which college are you from?"
"I haven't been sorted yet."
His expression was even more surprised, "You are actually a freshman like her!"
Vincent nodded seriously, "Do wizards never exercise?"
The boy pouted towards the cubicle, "Why waste effort on things that can be solved by magic?"
His twin brother, who is also red-haired, is holding a wand in his hand, and uses magic to manipulate the levitating school robe to cover his body.
Vincent replied with an awkward but polite smile, "You make a lot of sense."
Muggle thinking limits imagination.
"Have you found Neville's Baby Raffle?"
"Found it, but lost it again."
The red-haired boy comforted him: "As my mother said, some things always disappear when you need them.
Just when you thought you could never get it back, it will appear in front of you inexplicably. "
"Thank you." Vincent spread his fingers and pointed to the end of the aisle, "I'll find it before arriving at the station."
Another twin who had put on his school gown in the cubicle also came out, "George, what are you talking about?"
"Talk about our apprentice's troubles."
George introduced his brother: "This is Fred Weasley, who was born half a minute before me,
As you can see, we are twins. "
"I'm Vincent—Vincent Wayne."
The twins nodded as if hearing the name for the first time.
Vincent didn't think there was anything strange about it.
There are bound to be many wizards who will dismiss such a nonsense newspaper as the Daily Prophet.
"George, why don't we replace the girl who went away?"
Freite raised her foot exaggeratedly, and then stepped heavily on the metal floor of the aisle, "With our help, the efficiency is definitely faster than her alone."
His funny performance seems to be promoting the competition between the two freshmen.
It's nothing to lose, and it's no good to win.
"Vincent, you said she misunderstood you?"
"Fred, shouldn't the focus be on Qiu Zhang, the second grader?"
Vincent was very thankful that he didn't tell about the golden retriever classmate.
Each of them urged each other, as if to imply that whoever got Laifu would gain the upper hand in the future.
"We can also improve our relationship with little Harry."
"Oh George, why didn't I think of that?"
Vincent, who was being pushed away by the two, was basically sure that they were the kind of people who didn't read newspapers.
The more we chatted, he found that apart from being passionate, the twin brothers were also quite courageous.
Throwing dung eggs at the Slytherin table at the beginning of the school banquet at night?
The dean of Gryffindor College is Professor McGonagall who came to visit Wayne's home.
"I advise you better not to do that,"
Vincent put his hand on the door of compartment J, "If it's really going to be done, I think it would be better to sneak it into their dormitory."
Fred and George glanced at each other and both thought the idea was very good.
You won't be punished when you're done, and you can do it even more unscrupulously.
"Sorry again to bother—"
Harry and Ron, who hadn't eaten any more snacks, looked at Vincent who walked in with strange eyes.
Hermione, who was one step ahead of him, was obviously mad just now.
Combining these two both acting alone...
"Baby Ronnie?" The twins squeezed into the cubicle.
"Nice to see you, my dear brother." Fred gave Ron a hug.
Immediately afterwards, George also opened his hands, "Wow, brother, I miss you so much!"
Vincent, who was about to be squeezed into the aisle, always felt that the brotherhood in front of him was a little weird.
Based on the few impressions he had of the first film, Weasley seemed to belong to the same family of pure-blood wizards as Malfoy.
Because they are more close to Muggles, so the blond classmate who is going to sue his father has been targeting Harry who has become friends with Ron all year?
It can't be because there is no handshake...
Vincent watched Mr. Porter lift his bangs exceptionally skillfully, as if he suddenly realized something.
The Potions Professor is the dean of Slytherin, and the blond student is assigned to the Slytherin house.
So is it possible that poor Mr. Potter suffered cold violence on campus because the two failed to shake hands?
"I will definitely tell my father about this..."
A certain big rebellious face had already been beaten into a pig's head by Fatty in his mind.
It's nothing more than cold violence on campus, why not act first?
"Nice to meet you, Harry."
"Me too, Vincent."
After shaking hands, Vincent and the twins left.
Big dung, must be arranged for Slytherin.
"Vincent, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Well——I'll tell you one thing, but don't tell others everywhere..."
After learning that the golden retriever's bad mouth ended, the twins were shocked.
"No matter who it is, anyone who sees Slytherin unhappy is a friend of our two brothers!"
"That's right, not to mention you beat up the Malfoy boy!" Seven
Vincent, who overturned his impression again, can now be [-]% sure that the twins of the Weasley family are the kind of masters who fear the world will not be chaotic.
……
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