Chapter 192 Even Veritaserum Can't Pry Hagrid's Mouth
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Qing Mo Da Xian
According to Vincent's words in his previous life, he is a prince, general, and relative.
As for those headed by Malfoy, princes, generals and generals are all kind.
The "species" that both parties have are not the same.
"Wayne Wayne—"
"Vincent Wayne!" Pansy was particularly excited, "Who do you think you are!
Do you really think yourself the next Albus Dumbledore? "
"No." Vincent shifted his gaze to Daphne's face, "I am myself, Vincent Wayne."
She had a great reaction after hearing it, and even the hand holding the wand was trembling slightly.
This one may be the key to attracting Slytherin members.
As a good girlfriend, Pan Xi faintly felt that she was beginning to waver.
Vincent had a panoramic view of everything, "You guessed it, I won't do anything to girls.
But she will. "
The situation was weaker than others, and Pansy closed his mouth wisely.
"Tell them I'm not going to treat it like a joke anymore."
Daphne looked at this figure until she walked into the castle.
"Daphne, you—"
"I just lied to him."
Seeing that her expression returned to normal, Pan Xi couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.
After all, playing together since childhood, how could it be possible to change your view on the theory of blood just because of a few words?
There are actually many friends whose family backgrounds and three views do not match.
Daphne's true inner thoughts, maybe only she knows.
……
……
The Slytherin common room was very quiet today.
After removing the twenty or so people lying in the school hospital, there are only a very small number of students left.
"Damn it!" Blaise swept away everything on the table in front of him.
"How could he improve so fast!"
Marcus, who had fought against each other, fell silent.
If he asked himself, he really knew that the group arena match was like a child's play.
Vincent obviously had many opportunities, but he just didn't want to end them early.
Draco, who thought he understood, couldn't fix it anymore.
"Wayne—"
Accompanied by his low voice, the original tranquility of the common room instantly became deathly silent.
Lucius had written not long ago.
Order of Merlin, Second Class.
He knew what his old father meant, but he was still unwilling to "admit defeat".
Not to continue to target, in his eyes is to admit defeat.
Do you want to watch?
Seeing that he is making money step by step, and then improving his status a little bit?
"Just kill it."
Theodore's face was gloomy, "Since Wayne's momentum is unstoppable, let's advance—"
"Are you crazy?" Draco stood up excitedly, scanning the pointed face.
Lucius knew that Voldemort was behind Quirrell, and Theodore's veteran Death Eater father had no reason not to know.
Not only Draco, Blaise and Marcus and others thought he was crazy.
No need, really no need.
"I hope you won't regret it." Theodore walked back to the dormitory without explaining to them.
"Actually, he's quite right." Pansy shut her mouth suddenly.
This is no joke, this is serious.
Draco sat down slowly, clenched his fists, "Theodore was joking just now, don't take it seriously."
"I almost took it seriously." Pansy forced an ugly smile.
"No wonder he doesn't fit in." Blaise chuckled, "So it's because the joke is too cold."
Marcus grinned, "It's really cold, I have goosebumps."
Daphne stopped talking several times, "Wayne isn't worth what we're doing."
"Yeah, just a bastard." Draco let go of his hand.
He never thought of killing people.
Just spoiled, not really bad.
"Then how are we going to deal with Wayne?" Blaise changed the subject, "For just one Christmas holiday, those fat chickens probably earned thousands of Galleons."
Draco looked over at the two followers.
"Compared to financial resources, we will not lose."
The theme of the 28 holy purebloods will definitely be better than Hogwarts.
They can even carry some private goods to severely attack certain "traitor" families.
……
……
Half a month has passed without incident, and the temperature has gradually begun to warm up.
Vincent is a man of his word.
But before the outing, he had to be aware of all the dangers that existed in the Forbidden Forest.
"It's too dangerous." Hagrid went back to the cabin to pick up a small pink umbrella.
"Although Aragog has promised me, he can't control his children at all."
"So I came by myself." Vincent raised his suitcase and raised his hand.
"It would have been spectacular if they were there."
Hagrid opened his eyes curiously, "What's inside? Could it be bombs and mines?"
"Of course not." Vincent lowered his hand, "I guarantee you have never seen it before."
Mysterious, Hagrid could not wait for some danger to appear now.
"Let's go, I will protect you well."
Vincent followed behind him with peace of mind.
It is still necessary to build a good relationship with this rough gamekeeper.
Just with a big mouth that can't hide secrets, many unknown things can be known in advance.
There are also all kinds of strange magic materials in the small wooden house, which will definitely save a lot of effort if you are familiar with them.
After passing through the magic arranged by Dumbledore, the surrounding air was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.
"Hagrid, don't you think there's something following us?"
"No." Hagrid patted his head, "I guess they are the children of Aragog.
Don't worry, they will give me face. "
shit!
Vincent seriously suspected that he deliberately led himself to the lair.
The gamekeeper really couldn't hide what was on his mind.
Just satisfy this curiosity in advance.
The superpower in the suitcase was indeed something Hagrid had never seen before.
"Is this Mithril?"
"Yes, the bullets are made of goblin's mountain copper."
He rubbed his big hands with envy written all over his face.
Vincent unloaded the [-]-capacity magazine and took out a bullet.
Hagrid was taken aback by the delicate purple pattern.
He didn't know what a magic circuit was, but he instinctively felt that this bullet was very difficult.
"Don't tell me, you went on this vacation—"
"Shh—the teacher told me not to tell anyone."
Hagrid, who was tight-lipped, swore an oath on the spot that he would not even be able to pry out half a word even if it was Veritaserum.
In this regard, Vincent didn't even believe half a punctuation mark.
Nicole is going to "die" during the summer vacation. As the designated heir, his identity will definitely be exposed.
"I learned from the teacher for a month, and then I built this thing."
Hagrid, who was about to drool, blinked his big eyes, "I've always wanted to change to a more convenient weapon."
He held up the little pink umbrella, "Did you know that there is actually a magic wand hidden inside."
"Wow, it's amazing~" Vincent, who is harmless to humans and animals, started the routine.
……
……
As for those headed by Malfoy, princes, generals and generals are all kind.
The "species" that both parties have are not the same.
"Wayne Wayne—"
"Vincent Wayne!" Pansy was particularly excited, "Who do you think you are!
Do you really think yourself the next Albus Dumbledore? "
"No." Vincent shifted his gaze to Daphne's face, "I am myself, Vincent Wayne."
She had a great reaction after hearing it, and even the hand holding the wand was trembling slightly.
This one may be the key to attracting Slytherin members.
As a good girlfriend, Pan Xi faintly felt that she was beginning to waver.
Vincent had a panoramic view of everything, "You guessed it, I won't do anything to girls.
But she will. "
The situation was weaker than others, and Pansy closed his mouth wisely.
"Tell them I'm not going to treat it like a joke anymore."
Daphne looked at this figure until she walked into the castle.
"Daphne, you—"
"I just lied to him."
Seeing that her expression returned to normal, Pan Xi couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.
After all, playing together since childhood, how could it be possible to change your view on the theory of blood just because of a few words?
There are actually many friends whose family backgrounds and three views do not match.
Daphne's true inner thoughts, maybe only she knows.
……
……
The Slytherin common room was very quiet today.
After removing the twenty or so people lying in the school hospital, there are only a very small number of students left.
"Damn it!" Blaise swept away everything on the table in front of him.
"How could he improve so fast!"
Marcus, who had fought against each other, fell silent.
If he asked himself, he really knew that the group arena match was like a child's play.
Vincent obviously had many opportunities, but he just didn't want to end them early.
Draco, who thought he understood, couldn't fix it anymore.
"Wayne—"
Accompanied by his low voice, the original tranquility of the common room instantly became deathly silent.
Lucius had written not long ago.
Order of Merlin, Second Class.
He knew what his old father meant, but he was still unwilling to "admit defeat".
Not to continue to target, in his eyes is to admit defeat.
Do you want to watch?
Seeing that he is making money step by step, and then improving his status a little bit?
"Just kill it."
Theodore's face was gloomy, "Since Wayne's momentum is unstoppable, let's advance—"
"Are you crazy?" Draco stood up excitedly, scanning the pointed face.
Lucius knew that Voldemort was behind Quirrell, and Theodore's veteran Death Eater father had no reason not to know.
Not only Draco, Blaise and Marcus and others thought he was crazy.
No need, really no need.
"I hope you won't regret it." Theodore walked back to the dormitory without explaining to them.
"Actually, he's quite right." Pansy shut her mouth suddenly.
This is no joke, this is serious.
Draco sat down slowly, clenched his fists, "Theodore was joking just now, don't take it seriously."
"I almost took it seriously." Pansy forced an ugly smile.
"No wonder he doesn't fit in." Blaise chuckled, "So it's because the joke is too cold."
Marcus grinned, "It's really cold, I have goosebumps."
Daphne stopped talking several times, "Wayne isn't worth what we're doing."
"Yeah, just a bastard." Draco let go of his hand.
He never thought of killing people.
Just spoiled, not really bad.
"Then how are we going to deal with Wayne?" Blaise changed the subject, "For just one Christmas holiday, those fat chickens probably earned thousands of Galleons."
Draco looked over at the two followers.
"Compared to financial resources, we will not lose."
The theme of the 28 holy purebloods will definitely be better than Hogwarts.
They can even carry some private goods to severely attack certain "traitor" families.
……
……
Half a month has passed without incident, and the temperature has gradually begun to warm up.
Vincent is a man of his word.
But before the outing, he had to be aware of all the dangers that existed in the Forbidden Forest.
"It's too dangerous." Hagrid went back to the cabin to pick up a small pink umbrella.
"Although Aragog has promised me, he can't control his children at all."
"So I came by myself." Vincent raised his suitcase and raised his hand.
"It would have been spectacular if they were there."
Hagrid opened his eyes curiously, "What's inside? Could it be bombs and mines?"
"Of course not." Vincent lowered his hand, "I guarantee you have never seen it before."
Mysterious, Hagrid could not wait for some danger to appear now.
"Let's go, I will protect you well."
Vincent followed behind him with peace of mind.
It is still necessary to build a good relationship with this rough gamekeeper.
Just with a big mouth that can't hide secrets, many unknown things can be known in advance.
There are also all kinds of strange magic materials in the small wooden house, which will definitely save a lot of effort if you are familiar with them.
After passing through the magic arranged by Dumbledore, the surrounding air was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.
"Hagrid, don't you think there's something following us?"
"No." Hagrid patted his head, "I guess they are the children of Aragog.
Don't worry, they will give me face. "
shit!
Vincent seriously suspected that he deliberately led himself to the lair.
The gamekeeper really couldn't hide what was on his mind.
Just satisfy this curiosity in advance.
The superpower in the suitcase was indeed something Hagrid had never seen before.
"Is this Mithril?"
"Yes, the bullets are made of goblin's mountain copper."
He rubbed his big hands with envy written all over his face.
Vincent unloaded the [-]-capacity magazine and took out a bullet.
Hagrid was taken aback by the delicate purple pattern.
He didn't know what a magic circuit was, but he instinctively felt that this bullet was very difficult.
"Don't tell me, you went on this vacation—"
"Shh—the teacher told me not to tell anyone."
Hagrid, who was tight-lipped, swore an oath on the spot that he would not even be able to pry out half a word even if it was Veritaserum.
In this regard, Vincent didn't even believe half a punctuation mark.
Nicole is going to "die" during the summer vacation. As the designated heir, his identity will definitely be exposed.
"I learned from the teacher for a month, and then I built this thing."
Hagrid, who was about to drool, blinked his big eyes, "I've always wanted to change to a more convenient weapon."
He held up the little pink umbrella, "Did you know that there is actually a magic wand hidden inside."
"Wow, it's amazing~" Vincent, who is harmless to humans and animals, started the routine.
……
……
