Chapter 152 Snape: Vayne can't figure me out!
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Before the results were announced, Trophine went down drunk.
At that time, McGonagall still wanted to help.
"I received a call from fate again, and I have to go back quickly."
She walked staggeringly, but she had the illusion of being particularly agile.
"The winner is Wayne!"
Mag always felt that her speed was much faster, as if she was escaping from this terrible place.
Dumbledore stood up with a smile, "Everyone, leave the rest of the time to the children."
"Hmph!" Snape left with a cold face.
The result was as expected, but he was far from his usual gloomy level.
Gryffindor students were all emotional.
They walked out of the auditorium and strode towards the ring.
Before that, Marcus had left without a word.
Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw also had students coming.
For example Cedric and Rove,
Another example is Cho and Marietta.
Vincent was quite happy to see this battle, until he aimed at Fred and George who took the lead.
"Good brother! Come on, give me a hug~"
He ran away, stretched out his hand in the direction of the castle, and yelled, "The rascal rabbit is coming."
It has a small backpack hanging on it, and after riding it, it flies high into the sky.
Dumbledore in the stands was about to go back, but without thinking, he waved his elder wand from a distance.
This time it's an ad.
An ad for the upcoming release of Gwent.
[To all Hogwarts students and teachers:
Have you ever felt lonely, bored, so empty that you felt drained?
If yes, then you are in the right place!
Leading the latest trend in the wizarding world, there is no Gwent card that wizards don't like about to be released.
A pack of five random cards sells for just 10 Sickles.
We have exquisite card faces and lifelike magic special effects.
Want to fight alongside the four founders of Hogwarts?
Want to experience the characteristics of various magical creatures?
Come and join us!
Build your exclusive card group and win the first Gwent Card Competition Campus Cup champion!
See you on Christmas Eve. ]
McGonagall could clearly see Dumbledore's hand shaking a little.
It seemed like an accident, but it was obviously more like being prepared.
"Minerva, I always feel like adding a no-fly order."
"Mr. Wayne has a test flight job for the sweeping broom company. I think it should be harmless to give a little privilege."
Dumbledore laughed suddenly, "Yes, we need to cultivate children's hobbies in all aspects."
McGonagall said deeply: "We have Wayne, we have Granger, and we will have countless more outstanding students in the future."
"Oh, Minerva, this is so exciting!"
The principal and vice-principal went down in an official tone, talking and laughing.
Flitwick, Sprout, and other professors stood up unhurriedly.
Snape is still young, and the top position is nowhere in sight.
…….seven
……
As soon as Vincent, who had been flying around the castle ten times, got off the ground, the twins rushed towards him.
He's taken his life.
When Cedric also opened his arms, he directly announced a big news.
"There's a party in the auditorium, I'm going to ask the professor for approval."
The little badgers expressed that they would vacate the kitchen;
The knowledgeable eaglets take over the task;
The little lions basically went to help.
Fred and George were countered by Vincent and served as the hardest and most tiring porters.
"Then what do you do?"
"Supervise you."
The twins went to the kitchen cursing.
James and Alfred thought they could survive the catastrophe safely, but in the end they couldn't escape the fate of cleaning the auditorium.
Neville blinked, "What should I do?"
"You—you—" Vincent stopped talking several times.
What kind of work should be assigned to this lost little wizard?
Either throw people or throw things.
"Go and try it with Cedric and the others."
"Oh." Neville walked happily.
Vincent put on a smile and knocked on the door of the Batcave alone.
"Professor, it's me!"
Inside, Snape swung the door open.
"Wayne?" He immediately chased people away with a dark face, "Go back quickly, I won't help you."
Vincent tried his best to poke his little head in, "I don't have any learning problems, I just invited you to the party."
"No, get out!"
"Really?" He glanced at several dilapidated wooden cabinets, and there was a large stone plate of unknown purpose on the table.
"Friendship comes first, competition comes second~"
Snape moved over, and he squeezed to the other side.
"Get out, I won't go."
"Then can I inform the Slytherin students?"
"Don't think about it!"
Both of them are jumping sideways repeatedly.
"If you don't come, you will be hungry. We have packed all the ingredients in the kitchen."
"Give up, no one will go."
Vincent had already memorized the layout, "Professor, your thinking is too narrow."
"Ho ho ho -" Snape sneered, "don't think I don't know what you're thinking.
I tell you, no way! "
"Oh, then I'll go~"
He suddenly looked back.
When he looked back again, Vincent had already gone far.
It turned out that the invitation was false, but the inspection was true.
Snape snorted, returned to the office with disdain and closed the door behind him.
He is not as smart as Quirrell, how could he be calculated.
The Hogwarts mysterious professor who resells the acromantula venom in Hogsmeade and whose clothes match him very well must be Vayne who is not short of money recently!
Dumbledore?To hell!
The critique was for Vayne, not Granger and Weasley.
From being hanged at the beginning of school to now, Slytherin has to teach the stupid little lions a lesson in everything they say.
……
……
Vincent, in a good mood, just in time for the party to start.
"Eat and play all you want, Professor Dumbledore allows us to make trouble until night!"
The three long tables full of students suddenly boiled over.
After Vincent sat down, his eyes were fixed on the long empty table in the corner.
Ravenclaw's students are great, and the iconic animals of the four courtyards are floating everywhere.
The cooking skills of Hufflepuff students are very strong, and some dishes are even better than house elves.
"You want to bring them all in?" Hermione changed places with Neville, who was already full, "So you just released water for Marcus?"
"No, I've always done my best."
She rolled her delicate eyes, "My dad used to be in the army, and he said that compared with the special forces, his place was like playing house."
Vincent seemed a little surprised, "Well, I admit that I just didn't use my father's unique skills."
"For example?"
"What tornado destroyed the parking lot,
The giant ax cut down the big tree,
One tiger kills two sheep,
Head smashing walnuts or something. "
Hermione's small faces clenched together, "What a mess, these moves are not serious just by hearing them."
"No." Vincent turned his gaze to the long empty table in the corner again.
"Before I kicked Pussy into a wheelchair, it was the most terrifying crow that flew in a plane."
"Haha." Hermione returned an awkward yet polite smile.
This brain hole and naming method are quite suitable for his personality.
……
……
At that time, McGonagall still wanted to help.
"I received a call from fate again, and I have to go back quickly."
She walked staggeringly, but she had the illusion of being particularly agile.
"The winner is Wayne!"
Mag always felt that her speed was much faster, as if she was escaping from this terrible place.
Dumbledore stood up with a smile, "Everyone, leave the rest of the time to the children."
"Hmph!" Snape left with a cold face.
The result was as expected, but he was far from his usual gloomy level.
Gryffindor students were all emotional.
They walked out of the auditorium and strode towards the ring.
Before that, Marcus had left without a word.
Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw also had students coming.
For example Cedric and Rove,
Another example is Cho and Marietta.
Vincent was quite happy to see this battle, until he aimed at Fred and George who took the lead.
"Good brother! Come on, give me a hug~"
He ran away, stretched out his hand in the direction of the castle, and yelled, "The rascal rabbit is coming."
It has a small backpack hanging on it, and after riding it, it flies high into the sky.
Dumbledore in the stands was about to go back, but without thinking, he waved his elder wand from a distance.
This time it's an ad.
An ad for the upcoming release of Gwent.
[To all Hogwarts students and teachers:
Have you ever felt lonely, bored, so empty that you felt drained?
If yes, then you are in the right place!
Leading the latest trend in the wizarding world, there is no Gwent card that wizards don't like about to be released.
A pack of five random cards sells for just 10 Sickles.
We have exquisite card faces and lifelike magic special effects.
Want to fight alongside the four founders of Hogwarts?
Want to experience the characteristics of various magical creatures?
Come and join us!
Build your exclusive card group and win the first Gwent Card Competition Campus Cup champion!
See you on Christmas Eve. ]
McGonagall could clearly see Dumbledore's hand shaking a little.
It seemed like an accident, but it was obviously more like being prepared.
"Minerva, I always feel like adding a no-fly order."
"Mr. Wayne has a test flight job for the sweeping broom company. I think it should be harmless to give a little privilege."
Dumbledore laughed suddenly, "Yes, we need to cultivate children's hobbies in all aspects."
McGonagall said deeply: "We have Wayne, we have Granger, and we will have countless more outstanding students in the future."
"Oh, Minerva, this is so exciting!"
The principal and vice-principal went down in an official tone, talking and laughing.
Flitwick, Sprout, and other professors stood up unhurriedly.
Snape is still young, and the top position is nowhere in sight.
…….seven
……
As soon as Vincent, who had been flying around the castle ten times, got off the ground, the twins rushed towards him.
He's taken his life.
When Cedric also opened his arms, he directly announced a big news.
"There's a party in the auditorium, I'm going to ask the professor for approval."
The little badgers expressed that they would vacate the kitchen;
The knowledgeable eaglets take over the task;
The little lions basically went to help.
Fred and George were countered by Vincent and served as the hardest and most tiring porters.
"Then what do you do?"
"Supervise you."
The twins went to the kitchen cursing.
James and Alfred thought they could survive the catastrophe safely, but in the end they couldn't escape the fate of cleaning the auditorium.
Neville blinked, "What should I do?"
"You—you—" Vincent stopped talking several times.
What kind of work should be assigned to this lost little wizard?
Either throw people or throw things.
"Go and try it with Cedric and the others."
"Oh." Neville walked happily.
Vincent put on a smile and knocked on the door of the Batcave alone.
"Professor, it's me!"
Inside, Snape swung the door open.
"Wayne?" He immediately chased people away with a dark face, "Go back quickly, I won't help you."
Vincent tried his best to poke his little head in, "I don't have any learning problems, I just invited you to the party."
"No, get out!"
"Really?" He glanced at several dilapidated wooden cabinets, and there was a large stone plate of unknown purpose on the table.
"Friendship comes first, competition comes second~"
Snape moved over, and he squeezed to the other side.
"Get out, I won't go."
"Then can I inform the Slytherin students?"
"Don't think about it!"
Both of them are jumping sideways repeatedly.
"If you don't come, you will be hungry. We have packed all the ingredients in the kitchen."
"Give up, no one will go."
Vincent had already memorized the layout, "Professor, your thinking is too narrow."
"Ho ho ho -" Snape sneered, "don't think I don't know what you're thinking.
I tell you, no way! "
"Oh, then I'll go~"
He suddenly looked back.
When he looked back again, Vincent had already gone far.
It turned out that the invitation was false, but the inspection was true.
Snape snorted, returned to the office with disdain and closed the door behind him.
He is not as smart as Quirrell, how could he be calculated.
The Hogwarts mysterious professor who resells the acromantula venom in Hogsmeade and whose clothes match him very well must be Vayne who is not short of money recently!
Dumbledore?To hell!
The critique was for Vayne, not Granger and Weasley.
From being hanged at the beginning of school to now, Slytherin has to teach the stupid little lions a lesson in everything they say.
……
……
Vincent, in a good mood, just in time for the party to start.
"Eat and play all you want, Professor Dumbledore allows us to make trouble until night!"
The three long tables full of students suddenly boiled over.
After Vincent sat down, his eyes were fixed on the long empty table in the corner.
Ravenclaw's students are great, and the iconic animals of the four courtyards are floating everywhere.
The cooking skills of Hufflepuff students are very strong, and some dishes are even better than house elves.
"You want to bring them all in?" Hermione changed places with Neville, who was already full, "So you just released water for Marcus?"
"No, I've always done my best."
She rolled her delicate eyes, "My dad used to be in the army, and he said that compared with the special forces, his place was like playing house."
Vincent seemed a little surprised, "Well, I admit that I just didn't use my father's unique skills."
"For example?"
"What tornado destroyed the parking lot,
The giant ax cut down the big tree,
One tiger kills two sheep,
Head smashing walnuts or something. "
Hermione's small faces clenched together, "What a mess, these moves are not serious just by hearing them."
"No." Vincent turned his gaze to the long empty table in the corner again.
"Before I kicked Pussy into a wheelchair, it was the most terrifying crow that flew in a plane."
"Haha." Hermione returned an awkward yet polite smile.
This brain hole and naming method are quite suitable for his personality.
……
……
