Chapter 305 Daphne Greengrass
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The aggressive strategy is a bit clumsy, but here is the court of owls where nearly 7% of them are lion cubs.
Vincent, as the chairman, can't let them show off their might.
"I've been worrying about how to spend my money recently. Don't make the figures you reported too low."
Draco sneered, "I won, and your Gwent card is mine."
"That's it?" Vincent shook his head in disappointment, "Your wizard cards are useless to me."
Regardless of sales volume or profit ratio, the blame is ultimately on financial resources.
Pansy grinned immediately, "Wayne! If you're scared, just say it!"
"Oh~ I'm so scared~" Fred and George squeezed in.
Cedric and Rove came too.
"The Gwent card is more famous than your wizard card. I'm curious what price you can afford."
"No matter how high it is, you have to take it down? After all, this is an undeveloped mine."
Pure-blood wizard families basically have property, and the spent Gold Galleons can be earned back slowly.
Vincent is not an impulsive person, so it is impossible for him to agree to such a childish gamble.
"Malfoy, you pure-blood wizards are quite glorious."
Of course Draco could hear the sarcasm.
The four families of the Holy 28 are disgraceful to Muggle-borns if they win, and even lose face if they lose.
"When you can truly represent your own family, come and find me again."
Vincent was quite calm and hit them directly to the point.
Even Blaise has extremely limited wealth at his disposal.
So childish, so ridiculous.
Draco clenched his fists tightly, "Wayne, why do you always look down on us!"
"Have you ever done anything impressive?"
Vincent put his hands on the table and stood up slowly, "Don't mention what your ancestors did, it will only make me look down on you even more."
Voldemort has fallen, and blood supremacy has become less and less popular.
If there is something, maybe "donating" money to the Ministry of Magic can be counted as one thing, and "awakening" in time can also be counted as one thing.
Unlike the truly extreme four, Daphne began to loathe her origin even more.
Living in a world of lies is tiring.
He has always comforted himself that he did nothing wrong and used blood to maintain his status.
The curse of the Greengrass family made her feel suffocated with nowhere to escape.
"Let's—let's go."
Daphne stood in front of Vincent under countless pairs of surprised eyes.
"Wayne, although you look down on us, it's better to stay like this forever."
Contrary to her usual arrogance, she is a kind of rebellious bravery.
"You're quite right, I can't speak for the Greenglass family.
But listen up, the Greengrasses don't represent me either! "
Vincent froze for a moment, "I will remember it in my heart."
His gaze moved to the other four.
Daphne is different from them who were pampered since childhood.
Although he didn't know why, he was even more convinced that she could be his breakthrough.
Break through the stubborn minds of Slytherins and get them absorbed by the Court of Owls.
"Hmph!" Draco let go of his fist, turned and left without saying a word.
The goal was not achieved, but the face was saved.
Blaise and Pansy were unwilling, but they also followed him.
Marcus took a deep look at Vincent, then turned and left with Daphne.
"The Black Chicken Club is defeated without a fight~"
"It's still President Wayne who grows up to be amazing~"
Fred and George sat down next to Vincent again.
Their thoughts are very simple, as long as they drive away this group of people, they will win.
Cedric and Rove looked further.
This is not the end, but a new beginning.
Hermione remained silent the entire time.
She guessed that Vincent would use Daphne as a breakthrough, and also vaguely guessed what the court of owls meant.
……
……
On Saturday, the Gryffindor team got up very early.
A notice was posted outside the stadium:
5:00-11:00 belongs to the Gryffindor team
12:00-18:00 belongs to the Slytherin team
McGonagall and Snape had already negotiated arrangements for Saturday, and the incident of last week would never be taken lightly.
Vincent opened the suitcase and took out five long boxes, "Mr. Smith is paying the cost price, so please don't tell the truth."
Of course the 750 Galleons were not paid by him.
He is just an intermediary.
"I know, you've been nagging for a week~" Fred and George were very satisfied with the new broom.
In addition to Harry's current Gwendo, all members of the Gryffindor team have used the sweeping custom models.
After a short period of joy, Wood pointed his wand at the blank blackboard with a dark face.
The pictures that appeared little by little above were all new tactics he had been thinking about for the summer vacation.
Among them, the one at the top is the tactic of taking Vincent as the core of the team and scoring 150 points quickly at the beginning to ensure invincibility.
"Come on, I'm under a lot of pressure."
Wood pointed his wand down one line, "Fred, George, you must protect Harry when you are interfering with the other party..."
After introducing nearly ten tactics, he led the players to start training.
Hermione, who was sitting quietly in the auditorium, was reading Vincent's notes.
Her alchemy has just started, and she is currently in the first step of calcination.
"Can't we sit down?"
"No, Wood will drive you away."
Hermione frowned and looked at the two little heads making noise behind her.
It's Ginny and Luna.
She closed the notebook angrily, and changed the position in front of the two of them.
"Don't be too ostentatious, Wood is not in a good mood recently."
"We will." Ginny smiled sweetly, and squeezed behind Luna with Luna.
Although it was a bit deceptive, the seven people who were concentrating on training in the sky obviously didn't pay too much attention to this side.
"What are you looking at?" Luna's big eyes focused on the black and white cover of the notebook.
The magic rune covered by Hermione's finger, she seems to have seen it somewhere.
"You said this."
Only a small part was exposed, and she immediately recognized Vincent's.
"Is this Wayne's magic rune?"
"Can you understand?" Hermione was slightly surprised.
Luna nodded seriously, "I know what it means. This is Wayne's mark, and there are some personal information about him."
Ginny shook her head slightly at Hermione, indicating that she hadn't revealed anything to her.
The first-year freshmen who just entered school can actually understand the magic runes that Vincent wrote down after studying for a long time?
"This item belongs to Vincent Edward Wayne, Nicole Flamel's apprentice, second-class Medal of the Order of Merlin, winner of the Medal of Honor of the Magic Council."
Word for word.
Hermione came to believe what Vincent had said about talent.
Not only can Luna perceive magical things, she seems to be able to understand magical runes by nature.
As a top student, it took her two days to decipher the notebook after she got it.
……
……
Vincent, as the chairman, can't let them show off their might.
"I've been worrying about how to spend my money recently. Don't make the figures you reported too low."
Draco sneered, "I won, and your Gwent card is mine."
"That's it?" Vincent shook his head in disappointment, "Your wizard cards are useless to me."
Regardless of sales volume or profit ratio, the blame is ultimately on financial resources.
Pansy grinned immediately, "Wayne! If you're scared, just say it!"
"Oh~ I'm so scared~" Fred and George squeezed in.
Cedric and Rove came too.
"The Gwent card is more famous than your wizard card. I'm curious what price you can afford."
"No matter how high it is, you have to take it down? After all, this is an undeveloped mine."
Pure-blood wizard families basically have property, and the spent Gold Galleons can be earned back slowly.
Vincent is not an impulsive person, so it is impossible for him to agree to such a childish gamble.
"Malfoy, you pure-blood wizards are quite glorious."
Of course Draco could hear the sarcasm.
The four families of the Holy 28 are disgraceful to Muggle-borns if they win, and even lose face if they lose.
"When you can truly represent your own family, come and find me again."
Vincent was quite calm and hit them directly to the point.
Even Blaise has extremely limited wealth at his disposal.
So childish, so ridiculous.
Draco clenched his fists tightly, "Wayne, why do you always look down on us!"
"Have you ever done anything impressive?"
Vincent put his hands on the table and stood up slowly, "Don't mention what your ancestors did, it will only make me look down on you even more."
Voldemort has fallen, and blood supremacy has become less and less popular.
If there is something, maybe "donating" money to the Ministry of Magic can be counted as one thing, and "awakening" in time can also be counted as one thing.
Unlike the truly extreme four, Daphne began to loathe her origin even more.
Living in a world of lies is tiring.
He has always comforted himself that he did nothing wrong and used blood to maintain his status.
The curse of the Greengrass family made her feel suffocated with nowhere to escape.
"Let's—let's go."
Daphne stood in front of Vincent under countless pairs of surprised eyes.
"Wayne, although you look down on us, it's better to stay like this forever."
Contrary to her usual arrogance, she is a kind of rebellious bravery.
"You're quite right, I can't speak for the Greenglass family.
But listen up, the Greengrasses don't represent me either! "
Vincent froze for a moment, "I will remember it in my heart."
His gaze moved to the other four.
Daphne is different from them who were pampered since childhood.
Although he didn't know why, he was even more convinced that she could be his breakthrough.
Break through the stubborn minds of Slytherins and get them absorbed by the Court of Owls.
"Hmph!" Draco let go of his fist, turned and left without saying a word.
The goal was not achieved, but the face was saved.
Blaise and Pansy were unwilling, but they also followed him.
Marcus took a deep look at Vincent, then turned and left with Daphne.
"The Black Chicken Club is defeated without a fight~"
"It's still President Wayne who grows up to be amazing~"
Fred and George sat down next to Vincent again.
Their thoughts are very simple, as long as they drive away this group of people, they will win.
Cedric and Rove looked further.
This is not the end, but a new beginning.
Hermione remained silent the entire time.
She guessed that Vincent would use Daphne as a breakthrough, and also vaguely guessed what the court of owls meant.
……
……
On Saturday, the Gryffindor team got up very early.
A notice was posted outside the stadium:
5:00-11:00 belongs to the Gryffindor team
12:00-18:00 belongs to the Slytherin team
McGonagall and Snape had already negotiated arrangements for Saturday, and the incident of last week would never be taken lightly.
Vincent opened the suitcase and took out five long boxes, "Mr. Smith is paying the cost price, so please don't tell the truth."
Of course the 750 Galleons were not paid by him.
He is just an intermediary.
"I know, you've been nagging for a week~" Fred and George were very satisfied with the new broom.
In addition to Harry's current Gwendo, all members of the Gryffindor team have used the sweeping custom models.
After a short period of joy, Wood pointed his wand at the blank blackboard with a dark face.
The pictures that appeared little by little above were all new tactics he had been thinking about for the summer vacation.
Among them, the one at the top is the tactic of taking Vincent as the core of the team and scoring 150 points quickly at the beginning to ensure invincibility.
"Come on, I'm under a lot of pressure."
Wood pointed his wand down one line, "Fred, George, you must protect Harry when you are interfering with the other party..."
After introducing nearly ten tactics, he led the players to start training.
Hermione, who was sitting quietly in the auditorium, was reading Vincent's notes.
Her alchemy has just started, and she is currently in the first step of calcination.
"Can't we sit down?"
"No, Wood will drive you away."
Hermione frowned and looked at the two little heads making noise behind her.
It's Ginny and Luna.
She closed the notebook angrily, and changed the position in front of the two of them.
"Don't be too ostentatious, Wood is not in a good mood recently."
"We will." Ginny smiled sweetly, and squeezed behind Luna with Luna.
Although it was a bit deceptive, the seven people who were concentrating on training in the sky obviously didn't pay too much attention to this side.
"What are you looking at?" Luna's big eyes focused on the black and white cover of the notebook.
The magic rune covered by Hermione's finger, she seems to have seen it somewhere.
"You said this."
Only a small part was exposed, and she immediately recognized Vincent's.
"Is this Wayne's magic rune?"
"Can you understand?" Hermione was slightly surprised.
Luna nodded seriously, "I know what it means. This is Wayne's mark, and there are some personal information about him."
Ginny shook her head slightly at Hermione, indicating that she hadn't revealed anything to her.
The first-year freshmen who just entered school can actually understand the magic runes that Vincent wrote down after studying for a long time?
"This item belongs to Vincent Edward Wayne, Nicole Flamel's apprentice, second-class Medal of the Order of Merlin, winner of the Medal of Honor of the Magic Council."
Word for word.
Hermione came to believe what Vincent had said about talent.
Not only can Luna perceive magical things, she seems to be able to understand magical runes by nature.
As a top student, it took her two days to decipher the notebook after she got it.
……
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