Chapter 290 How to pass the time in an interesting way
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Qing Mo Da Xian
As soon as the sorting ceremony was over, Snape walked into the auditorium with an unprecedented smile on his face.
Dumbledore probably didn't tell him the whole plan.
Vincent, who was having dinner, thought so.
"He will be very disappointed." Neville next to him said suddenly.
All the students around him looked at him in horror.
"Merlin's big pants!" James loosened the fork in his hand, "You actually figured it out?"
At this moment, Neville felt the malice in their eyes,
"Ken—sure, we all know what happened, so it's strange if we can't figure it out?"
James, who was asked back, was speechless.
Harry was known to have certain minor privileges, and it was impossible to fire Vincent.
Ron this semester also has a halo, but now there is not even a little bit left.
Neville looked ordinary, but he knew the difference between himself and the two of them.
"I admire you even more." James put his hand on Vincent's shoulder, "If I were half as capable as you, at least I would be more proud and complacent than Malfoy."
"Can you leave this person alone?" Vincent said with disgust on his face, "I lost my appetite after talking about it."
Their voices were not loud, but Draco could hear them across a long table.
After Dumbledore and McGonagall left the hall behind Snape, he said sharply, suddenly,
"Potter and Weasley are finished, let's go to the activity room to celebrate later!"
"Okay!" Crabbe and Goyle immediately agreed loudly.
Vincent glanced at them, "It's nothing new, it's just playing with the rest of us."
Obviously the Slytherin cheers were loud, but Draco could hear the words clearly.
"Brace, did you hear that?"
"No."
He shook his little head, trying to drive away the intruding sound.
"It's okay if you don't talk, but I feel sick when I open my mouth——
The background is just like that, who knows him outside the Atlantic——
His father is not the only school manager, and Fudge is still waiting to harvest their family—"
Draco's face became more and more ugly, showing faint signs of collapse.
"what happened to you?"
"Get out!" He roughly pushed away Goyle who was leaning over.
Crabbe followed his resentful gaze.
No wonder he was in a bad mood, it turned out that Vincent made a lip gesture to him.
"Draco, can you understand what he's talking about?"
"He was talking right next to my ear!"
Not only Crabbe and Goyle, but also Blaise and Pansy were frightened.
"I don't know what method he used, but his voice can appear in my ears."
What can I do if I swear behind my back, it's not like I can't hear anything.
Vincent was amazing, through the simple technique of casting spells without a wand, the sound was transmitted to Draco's ears.
"Curse Listop—" Marcus held his wand and pointed it at his ears.
The world was instantly quiet.
Draco raised his chin high and watched Vincent turn around with a bored face.
"Damn Wayne, how dare he pass the time with me!"
Blaise smiled grimly, "He won't be happy for long, our family is almost ready."
"Damn Gwent cards!" Pansy also looked grim, "Wayne just waits for no sales and loses all the hard-earned Galleons!"
Daphne said a few words casually, then continued to eat with her little head down.
Emotionally speaking, she is biased towards her friends.
But her rationality told her that even if she beat Vincent, it would be meaningless.
No matter how much money Gallon earned back, it couldn't hit the halo above his head.
If you want to target them blatantly like last semester, you will undoubtedly need more powerful means.
As for completely destroying it, I am afraid it will be impossible in a short period of time.
By the time Dumbledore had gone and returned, she had decided to sit on the sidelines for the school year.
"Ahem——" Dumbledore cleared his throat, and looked at Lockhart with a charming smile under the eyes of the students.
"I'm sure everyone already knows that.
That's right, Gilderoy Lockhart is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. "
The auditorium was instantly overwhelmed by the girls' cheers.
Vincent had a more intuitive feeling about Lockhart's popularity.
It's scary enough that the Gryffindor girls, who are usually carefree, are all blushing and applauding shyly.
"Don't you envy him?"
"He's third and I'm second." He shrugged at Neville, "If you want to be envious, he is also envious of me."
"You're very reasonable." Neville shrank his neck back, "But ah, I always feel that he will cause public outrage."
Vincent's eyes wandered to the faces of the boys.
Each has its own displeasure, each has its own fierceness.
Snape came in at this moment.
His gloomy face that was about to drip water turned to the staff table.
Seeing Lockhart enjoying the high-profile cheers and applause, he became more gloomy than before.
Fire Harry and Ron?
The headmaster said, it's up to the headmaster to decide.
Who is the Head of the Lion House?It is McGonagall who does not favor any side on the surface, but actually favors his own family just like him.
She is still the vice-principal, so what's the result?
Snape ignored Lockhart who greeted him at all, and just sat down on his own.
"Quiet—" Dumbledore yelled several times before extinguishing the enthusiasm of the girls a little.
"Actually, I still have two things left to say."
After making a small joke, he set his sights on the Gryffindor long table, "According to a professor who didn't want to reveal his name, the castle seems to be quite lively at night."
"We didn't!" the twins immediately denied loudly.
"So that's the case." Dumbledore nodded slightly towards McGonagall who walked in, "The professor said that he would come out to patrol from time to time at night."
He deliberately glanced at Vincent, as if implying something.
"One last thing—"
His blue eyes moved to the ceiling full of stars.
"If you miss the Hogwarts Express, I hope you will not make your own decisions and suffer some irreparable consequences."
Vincent rolled his eyes on the spot.
As he thought, Dumbledore had no intention of telling the truth.
He didn't tell the students, so maybe Harry didn't know much.
If you think about it better, you are thinking about the relationship between wizards and elves.
If it was worse, Dumbledore would be responsible for any accidents among the students.
"Alas—" Vincent sighed, and sang the school song together with everyone.
This time he didn't use a special tune, just opened his mouth and hummed along with the crowd.
"Everyone, rest early!"
Not long after Dumbledore left, Percy took the first-year students back to the dormitory.
"The password changes every day, and you can see that day's on the bulletin board in the common room."
He raised his voice and shouted to the senior students behind: "Today's password is 'Bee-eater', don't forget it!"
……
……
Dumbledore probably didn't tell him the whole plan.
Vincent, who was having dinner, thought so.
"He will be very disappointed." Neville next to him said suddenly.
All the students around him looked at him in horror.
"Merlin's big pants!" James loosened the fork in his hand, "You actually figured it out?"
At this moment, Neville felt the malice in their eyes,
"Ken—sure, we all know what happened, so it's strange if we can't figure it out?"
James, who was asked back, was speechless.
Harry was known to have certain minor privileges, and it was impossible to fire Vincent.
Ron this semester also has a halo, but now there is not even a little bit left.
Neville looked ordinary, but he knew the difference between himself and the two of them.
"I admire you even more." James put his hand on Vincent's shoulder, "If I were half as capable as you, at least I would be more proud and complacent than Malfoy."
"Can you leave this person alone?" Vincent said with disgust on his face, "I lost my appetite after talking about it."
Their voices were not loud, but Draco could hear them across a long table.
After Dumbledore and McGonagall left the hall behind Snape, he said sharply, suddenly,
"Potter and Weasley are finished, let's go to the activity room to celebrate later!"
"Okay!" Crabbe and Goyle immediately agreed loudly.
Vincent glanced at them, "It's nothing new, it's just playing with the rest of us."
Obviously the Slytherin cheers were loud, but Draco could hear the words clearly.
"Brace, did you hear that?"
"No."
He shook his little head, trying to drive away the intruding sound.
"It's okay if you don't talk, but I feel sick when I open my mouth——
The background is just like that, who knows him outside the Atlantic——
His father is not the only school manager, and Fudge is still waiting to harvest their family—"
Draco's face became more and more ugly, showing faint signs of collapse.
"what happened to you?"
"Get out!" He roughly pushed away Goyle who was leaning over.
Crabbe followed his resentful gaze.
No wonder he was in a bad mood, it turned out that Vincent made a lip gesture to him.
"Draco, can you understand what he's talking about?"
"He was talking right next to my ear!"
Not only Crabbe and Goyle, but also Blaise and Pansy were frightened.
"I don't know what method he used, but his voice can appear in my ears."
What can I do if I swear behind my back, it's not like I can't hear anything.
Vincent was amazing, through the simple technique of casting spells without a wand, the sound was transmitted to Draco's ears.
"Curse Listop—" Marcus held his wand and pointed it at his ears.
The world was instantly quiet.
Draco raised his chin high and watched Vincent turn around with a bored face.
"Damn Wayne, how dare he pass the time with me!"
Blaise smiled grimly, "He won't be happy for long, our family is almost ready."
"Damn Gwent cards!" Pansy also looked grim, "Wayne just waits for no sales and loses all the hard-earned Galleons!"
Daphne said a few words casually, then continued to eat with her little head down.
Emotionally speaking, she is biased towards her friends.
But her rationality told her that even if she beat Vincent, it would be meaningless.
No matter how much money Gallon earned back, it couldn't hit the halo above his head.
If you want to target them blatantly like last semester, you will undoubtedly need more powerful means.
As for completely destroying it, I am afraid it will be impossible in a short period of time.
By the time Dumbledore had gone and returned, she had decided to sit on the sidelines for the school year.
"Ahem——" Dumbledore cleared his throat, and looked at Lockhart with a charming smile under the eyes of the students.
"I'm sure everyone already knows that.
That's right, Gilderoy Lockhart is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. "
The auditorium was instantly overwhelmed by the girls' cheers.
Vincent had a more intuitive feeling about Lockhart's popularity.
It's scary enough that the Gryffindor girls, who are usually carefree, are all blushing and applauding shyly.
"Don't you envy him?"
"He's third and I'm second." He shrugged at Neville, "If you want to be envious, he is also envious of me."
"You're very reasonable." Neville shrank his neck back, "But ah, I always feel that he will cause public outrage."
Vincent's eyes wandered to the faces of the boys.
Each has its own displeasure, each has its own fierceness.
Snape came in at this moment.
His gloomy face that was about to drip water turned to the staff table.
Seeing Lockhart enjoying the high-profile cheers and applause, he became more gloomy than before.
Fire Harry and Ron?
The headmaster said, it's up to the headmaster to decide.
Who is the Head of the Lion House?It is McGonagall who does not favor any side on the surface, but actually favors his own family just like him.
She is still the vice-principal, so what's the result?
Snape ignored Lockhart who greeted him at all, and just sat down on his own.
"Quiet—" Dumbledore yelled several times before extinguishing the enthusiasm of the girls a little.
"Actually, I still have two things left to say."
After making a small joke, he set his sights on the Gryffindor long table, "According to a professor who didn't want to reveal his name, the castle seems to be quite lively at night."
"We didn't!" the twins immediately denied loudly.
"So that's the case." Dumbledore nodded slightly towards McGonagall who walked in, "The professor said that he would come out to patrol from time to time at night."
He deliberately glanced at Vincent, as if implying something.
"One last thing—"
His blue eyes moved to the ceiling full of stars.
"If you miss the Hogwarts Express, I hope you will not make your own decisions and suffer some irreparable consequences."
Vincent rolled his eyes on the spot.
As he thought, Dumbledore had no intention of telling the truth.
He didn't tell the students, so maybe Harry didn't know much.
If you think about it better, you are thinking about the relationship between wizards and elves.
If it was worse, Dumbledore would be responsible for any accidents among the students.
"Alas—" Vincent sighed, and sang the school song together with everyone.
This time he didn't use a special tune, just opened his mouth and hummed along with the crowd.
"Everyone, rest early!"
Not long after Dumbledore left, Percy took the first-year students back to the dormitory.
"The password changes every day, and you can see that day's on the bulletin board in the common room."
He raised his voice and shouted to the senior students behind: "Today's password is 'Bee-eater', don't forget it!"
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