Chapter 158 The head can be broken, but the hairstyle cannot be messed up!
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Being able to become No.1 in the world of magic, there must be a lot of bitterness behind it.
Vincent understood what Dumbledore meant.
"Magic is as much to me as guns and weapons, and I will not abuse them, Professor."
"Of course I believe you."
Vincent immediately rolled his eyes, "Professor, I'm going to take flying lessons."
"Oh, do you need my help?"
"I'll do it myself." He opened the window and stretched out his hand naturally.
Dumbledore's eyes twitched slightly.
"Rogue Rabbit Flying—"
With a "whoosh", a red and gold flying broom stopped firmly outside the window.
"Professor, I'm going to class~"
Those portraits with eyes closed and snoring all opened their eyes, watching Vincent fly away on the rogue rabbit with a horrified expression.
"Merlin's beard!" Phineas was quite angry, "How dare he do that!"
Armando clapped his little hands, "I was thinking about whether he would leave in a more outrageous way in the morning, but I didn't expect it to be half a day—"
"Shut up! He is blatantly defying the authority of the headmaster of Hogwarts!"
"The current principal is not you, why are you so anxious?"
In the portrait, Phineas blushed, faltering but couldn't think of how to refute.
"I'm glad you didn't have Wayne in your era, Phineas~"
Armando stuck out his tongue mischievously, "I can guarantee that if he was born a century earlier, he would directly mobilize the students to drive you away."
Dumbledore nodded approvingly.
When he was in school, he didn't like the first Slytherin headmaster in history.
"Fart! If he was my student, he would have been kicked out of Hogwarts!"
"If you didn't make a mistake, what power do you have to fire him?"
"Leave me alone!"
"Stubborn little old man."
Phineas turned his head as if he had broken his defense, covered his ears and pretended he couldn't hear anything.
Seeing this, Amento raised his face as if triumphant.
The principal's office was very lively, and so was the meadow in the flight class.
Vincent rode a rogue rabbit, passing a small golden head at a low altitude.
"Wayne!" Draco's hair, which he had carefully groomed for half an hour, was blown to pieces.
With a grim face, he rode on Sweeping Six Stars and chased after Mrs. Huo Qi before she came over.
When Mag on the second floor of the castle saw this scene, he just shook his head helplessly.
There is flight class in the first grade, and the no-fly order does not play a role in this class.
When I enter the second grade next year, this situation should disappear.
As soon as Vincent in the sky saw Mrs. Hooch walking out of the castle, he immediately accelerated and landed towards the ground.
Draco ran after him, heading straight for the grass.
"Stop it! Mr. Malfoy!"
When he turned around, he almost fell off the broom.
Vincent took a step to the side as if nothing had happened.
With the excellent performance of the Rogue Rabbit, Mrs. Huo Qi should not have seen the scene just landed.
If he stretched out his hand now, Draco would definitely fall hard.
It's a pity that I can't stretch it, and she will see it.
"Despicable!" Pansy ran over with a high voice.
This speed is faster than Mrs. Hooch.
With an innocent face, Vincent took a half step back with some disgust, "Please keep a safe distance."
Every time Pansy took a step closer, he took a step back.
until she was lifted by the collar.
"I said stop, Miss Parkinson!"
Mrs. Hooch's hawk-like eyes stared at Draco who was holding the sweeping six-star Draco in her hands not far away, "And you, Mr. Malfoy!"
This Slytherin has been messing around since the first flying lesson.
Vincent is such a kind child. If she was being troubled by people every day, she would have beaten her long ago.
"Ma'am, I'm fine."
"Very well." Madam Hooch glanced sharply at Draco and Pansy, "This is the last chance, you two.
If you mess up in my class again, I will definitely ban you from flying lessons. "
"Ma'am, Wayne has—"
"Madam, just as I came down from the principal's office, Malfoy bumped into me on a broomstick."
Draco's face became even more ugly.
If he doesn't mess up this exquisite hairstyle, he won't be so angry that he will chase after her directly.
This dumb loss, the two of them are determined.
Vincent, who returned to the queue, was treated like a hero.
Only Hermione kicked him viciously, "Hero, how did Malfoy offend you?"
"No, I'm just in a bad mood."
She looked up at the headmaster's office on the spire of the castle.
Dumbledore is testing Vincent again?
"Well—Malfoy will have to transfer schools because of you sooner or later."
"You don't like it?"
Hermione gave him a cold look, "I like it very much, Mr. Lucky."
"I am honored, Miss Know-It-All."
"Is this your eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth?"
Vincent nodded obediently, "Treat everyone equally, without exception."
Hermione, who was laughed out of anger, flew directly into the sky on a broom.
"Are you arguing again?" Neville came over weakly.
"No, look how happy she is smiling."
"I always thought she was angry."
"This must be your illusion."
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head with a sudden realization.
Girls are so difficult to understand, just treat them as boys.
Especially Hermione.
……
……
Owl Court Activity Room on the fifth floor.
Feeling dizzy, Higgs was finally able to get out from under the table.
In order not to be regarded as a pervert, he "endured the burden of humiliation" until now.
When they returned to the Black Swan activity room opposite, everyone inside had long faces, as dark as Snape.
Not long enough and not dark enough.
Higgs quickly undid the illusion spell, "What happened?"
Both Draco and Pansy rolled their eyes.
The big funder Brace shook his head at him, saying that he didn't want to talk now.
"It's Wayne." Daphne calmed down a little, and told about the flight lesson just now.
All right, how could this be?
Higgs looked across from the swarm of cubs.
Vincent was still not there.
He shuddered, "You said, is it possible that Wayne discovered me?"
"Impossible!" Marcus slapped the table excitedly, "I have fought against him, as long as you don't make any noise, you will never be discovered by him!"
"But—" Higgs stopped talking.
No matter how unwilling they were, they had to admit that Vincent had let Marcus down.
"You bastard!" Draco yelled angrily, asking for a pen and paper to write furiously.
"Send it to my dad."
Crabbe solemnly took the densely written parchment, and went to the owl shack with Goyle to post the letter.
"Draco?" Pansy asked what was on their minds for a few people.
"My father forbids me to deal with Wayne." Draco explained unhurriedly, "Then I will deal with his backer!"
"Backer?" Blaise smiled sinisterly, "This can indeed be done once and for all."
……
……
Vincent understood what Dumbledore meant.
"Magic is as much to me as guns and weapons, and I will not abuse them, Professor."
"Of course I believe you."
Vincent immediately rolled his eyes, "Professor, I'm going to take flying lessons."
"Oh, do you need my help?"
"I'll do it myself." He opened the window and stretched out his hand naturally.
Dumbledore's eyes twitched slightly.
"Rogue Rabbit Flying—"
With a "whoosh", a red and gold flying broom stopped firmly outside the window.
"Professor, I'm going to class~"
Those portraits with eyes closed and snoring all opened their eyes, watching Vincent fly away on the rogue rabbit with a horrified expression.
"Merlin's beard!" Phineas was quite angry, "How dare he do that!"
Armando clapped his little hands, "I was thinking about whether he would leave in a more outrageous way in the morning, but I didn't expect it to be half a day—"
"Shut up! He is blatantly defying the authority of the headmaster of Hogwarts!"
"The current principal is not you, why are you so anxious?"
In the portrait, Phineas blushed, faltering but couldn't think of how to refute.
"I'm glad you didn't have Wayne in your era, Phineas~"
Armando stuck out his tongue mischievously, "I can guarantee that if he was born a century earlier, he would directly mobilize the students to drive you away."
Dumbledore nodded approvingly.
When he was in school, he didn't like the first Slytherin headmaster in history.
"Fart! If he was my student, he would have been kicked out of Hogwarts!"
"If you didn't make a mistake, what power do you have to fire him?"
"Leave me alone!"
"Stubborn little old man."
Phineas turned his head as if he had broken his defense, covered his ears and pretended he couldn't hear anything.
Seeing this, Amento raised his face as if triumphant.
The principal's office was very lively, and so was the meadow in the flight class.
Vincent rode a rogue rabbit, passing a small golden head at a low altitude.
"Wayne!" Draco's hair, which he had carefully groomed for half an hour, was blown to pieces.
With a grim face, he rode on Sweeping Six Stars and chased after Mrs. Huo Qi before she came over.
When Mag on the second floor of the castle saw this scene, he just shook his head helplessly.
There is flight class in the first grade, and the no-fly order does not play a role in this class.
When I enter the second grade next year, this situation should disappear.
As soon as Vincent in the sky saw Mrs. Hooch walking out of the castle, he immediately accelerated and landed towards the ground.
Draco ran after him, heading straight for the grass.
"Stop it! Mr. Malfoy!"
When he turned around, he almost fell off the broom.
Vincent took a step to the side as if nothing had happened.
With the excellent performance of the Rogue Rabbit, Mrs. Huo Qi should not have seen the scene just landed.
If he stretched out his hand now, Draco would definitely fall hard.
It's a pity that I can't stretch it, and she will see it.
"Despicable!" Pansy ran over with a high voice.
This speed is faster than Mrs. Hooch.
With an innocent face, Vincent took a half step back with some disgust, "Please keep a safe distance."
Every time Pansy took a step closer, he took a step back.
until she was lifted by the collar.
"I said stop, Miss Parkinson!"
Mrs. Hooch's hawk-like eyes stared at Draco who was holding the sweeping six-star Draco in her hands not far away, "And you, Mr. Malfoy!"
This Slytherin has been messing around since the first flying lesson.
Vincent is such a kind child. If she was being troubled by people every day, she would have beaten her long ago.
"Ma'am, I'm fine."
"Very well." Madam Hooch glanced sharply at Draco and Pansy, "This is the last chance, you two.
If you mess up in my class again, I will definitely ban you from flying lessons. "
"Ma'am, Wayne has—"
"Madam, just as I came down from the principal's office, Malfoy bumped into me on a broomstick."
Draco's face became even more ugly.
If he doesn't mess up this exquisite hairstyle, he won't be so angry that he will chase after her directly.
This dumb loss, the two of them are determined.
Vincent, who returned to the queue, was treated like a hero.
Only Hermione kicked him viciously, "Hero, how did Malfoy offend you?"
"No, I'm just in a bad mood."
She looked up at the headmaster's office on the spire of the castle.
Dumbledore is testing Vincent again?
"Well—Malfoy will have to transfer schools because of you sooner or later."
"You don't like it?"
Hermione gave him a cold look, "I like it very much, Mr. Lucky."
"I am honored, Miss Know-It-All."
"Is this your eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth?"
Vincent nodded obediently, "Treat everyone equally, without exception."
Hermione, who was laughed out of anger, flew directly into the sky on a broom.
"Are you arguing again?" Neville came over weakly.
"No, look how happy she is smiling."
"I always thought she was angry."
"This must be your illusion."
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head with a sudden realization.
Girls are so difficult to understand, just treat them as boys.
Especially Hermione.
……
……
Owl Court Activity Room on the fifth floor.
Feeling dizzy, Higgs was finally able to get out from under the table.
In order not to be regarded as a pervert, he "endured the burden of humiliation" until now.
When they returned to the Black Swan activity room opposite, everyone inside had long faces, as dark as Snape.
Not long enough and not dark enough.
Higgs quickly undid the illusion spell, "What happened?"
Both Draco and Pansy rolled their eyes.
The big funder Brace shook his head at him, saying that he didn't want to talk now.
"It's Wayne." Daphne calmed down a little, and told about the flight lesson just now.
All right, how could this be?
Higgs looked across from the swarm of cubs.
Vincent was still not there.
He shuddered, "You said, is it possible that Wayne discovered me?"
"Impossible!" Marcus slapped the table excitedly, "I have fought against him, as long as you don't make any noise, you will never be discovered by him!"
"But—" Higgs stopped talking.
No matter how unwilling they were, they had to admit that Vincent had let Marcus down.
"You bastard!" Draco yelled angrily, asking for a pen and paper to write furiously.
"Send it to my dad."
Crabbe solemnly took the densely written parchment, and went to the owl shack with Goyle to post the letter.
"Draco?" Pansy asked what was on their minds for a few people.
"My father forbids me to deal with Wayne." Draco explained unhurriedly, "Then I will deal with his backer!"
"Backer?" Blaise smiled sinisterly, "This can indeed be done once and for all."
……
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