Chapter 642 If You Can Talk, Talk More
·
Qing Mo Da Xian
While not suspending, it should be enough to change the status quo.氠
Snape had to find a way to improve his perception in the hearts of the students, and Vincent and others also needed to be punished for organizing a strike.
Not to mention how serious it is, it's just going to the bat cave to process potion materials.
"Three times a week, the deadline is one month." Dumbledore glanced at the expressions of the two.
Vincent acted indifferent, and the corners of Snape's mouth rose slightly.
"If there is no opinion, the matter is so decided."
Hermione and Daphne could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
No conflict is the best result.氠
From the perspective of both parties, as students, they can even be called a complete victory.
Snape left the headmaster's office, and the faces of the students around the corridor turned black.
The mischievous Weasley twins, the spoiled Diggory and Scamander, and a pack of stupid lion cubs.
Great, the good mood turned sour in an instant.
When his back was gone, Fred and George cheered loudly: "We won!
The old bat has a stinky face, he must have been suspended! "
When Vincent and the two little witches came out, they enjoyed unprecedented warm applause.氠
The twins also tried to pick them up and hold them high, but unfortunately they were all dodged.
"Dude, you are too shy~"
"Yes." Vincent shook his head dumbfounded,
"Having a party tonight, I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will agree."
Tomorrow is the weekend, so it's not impossible to stay overnight.
When I came to the auditorium and talked about it, all the little lions became more excited.
The third-grade students who had the opportunity to create new history were so excited that they couldn't describe it in words.氠
James and Alfred took Neville around, as if to show off their "great achievements".
Lavender and Parvati dragged Hermione to ask for details, while Harry and Ron discussed something with flushed faces.
Seamus and Dean went to the Slytherin table with the twins to taunt, making the little snakes so angry that they wanted to hit them.
When victory comes, carnival is catharsis and entitlement.
Vincent sat quietly at the long table, the worry on his face gradually disappearing.
Maybe it's because the time-turner is used more often, he always feels that it has been a long time since he has encountered a time where he can vent his emotions wantonly.
Lunch was the usual English family dish, but he had a different taste.氠
"In a good mood?" Hermione sat down next to her after dinner.
Vincent took a spoonful of pudding, "One less thing to worry about, I'm thinking of having a party in the activity room now."
There is no need to worry about the college points for the time being, and you can finally concentrate on research and development.
The alchemy shop that was originally scheduled to open during the Christmas period should be brought forward before Halloween.
Hermione smiled from the bottom of her heart, accidentally seeing the watch he was wearing.
The dial has no brand, only a magic rune "?4?0" in black on a white background.
"Have you changed your watch?"
"Well, Linyin gave me a birthday present."
Hermione looked away with a complicated expression.
The time is correct, but the date shows September 9th.
If she guessed correctly, Vincent must have used the Time-Turner many times.
Going back to the past is just an appearance, and its own time will also pass.
The past is the present, and the present is the future.
Vincent swallowed the last mouthful of pudding and found her looking down in thought.氠
He glanced at the watch in his hand, and probably understood what was going on.
"Don't worry, I strictly abide by the time criterion, and those irreparable things will not happen."
Hermione raised her head suddenly and looked him straight in the eyes, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that.
You taught me to use loopholes wisely while following the rules. "
There are many things that are explicitly prohibited by school regulations, but as long as they are not discovered, they are feasible.
There is no perfect law in the world, let alone perfect people.
No matter how good a model student is in character and learning, there will be various shortcomings in him.氠
Like her, she always likes to be a good teacher, and she is especially easy to be true.
"I didn't tell you this." Vincent hurriedly separated the relationship,
"You figured it out by yourself, don't blame it on me."
Hermione stared at him, and laughed with a "poof",
"I don't blame you, why are you so nervous?"
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.
If it was in the past, even if you admit that this is reasonable, you will only say it is "absurd".氠
She has really changed a lot, and she is not the same person as the nerd before.
Vincent pouted towards the door of the auditorium, "You will regret it in the future, so don't blame me."
Just as Snape came in with low air pressure, the lively auditorium fell silent instantly.
The uncomfortable students chose to get up and leave regardless of whether they had finished their meal or not.
Even though he was deflated, the Snape in his subconscious was still that Snape.
Time may change many things, but good and bad are always hard to define.
"No." Hermione whispered.氠
She stood up, "Thanks to you, I haven't felt inferior for a long time."
"Hmm——" Vincent raised his eyebrows, "You're pretty good at talking now.
I'm actually quite vain, if you can talk, talk more. "
Hermione rolled his eyes at him, "Hurry up and go, there are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Arithmetic Divination classes in the afternoon."
Vincent followed her silently, as if he couldn't feel Snape's "ferocious" gaze.
Handling potion ingredients, just thinking about it feels wonderful.
... 氠
……
Since yesterday's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lupine's status in the hearts of the third-year lion cubs is second only to Dumbledore and McGonagall.
The words are not too funny, and occasionally there is a little humor.
Like Duoji, who was a substitute last semester, he is also a very popular professor.
"Today is also a practical class."
As soon as Lupine finished speaking, the students put away their textbooks one after another.
"Very well, everyone come with me!"
This time it was not the staff lounge on the second floor, but the dungeon of the castle.
The turbid air, the eerie environment, and the sound of water droplets without warning.
Vincent at the front and Hermione at the back didn't feel anything, and Harry and Ron in the middle were already used to it.
Passing by the Batcave - the Potions professor's office, the rest of the students were terrified that the door would suddenly open and a sinister old bat would walk out.
The oppressive atmosphere didn't last long, and Lupine quickly led them across the corner to a lower level.
This is the place where the castle piled up waste items. Vincent came here with his friends during the night tour in the first grade.
Lupine raised his glowing wand aloft, "Ultimate Lumos—" 氠
The light cluster on the tip of the staff shot towards the pitch-black ceiling, illuminating the storage room that was half the size of the auditorium and filled with all kinds of rusty and moldy old things.
The pile of dust that was swept down two years ago was even taller. It is estimated that other students came in to explore.
……
……
Snape had to find a way to improve his perception in the hearts of the students, and Vincent and others also needed to be punished for organizing a strike.
Not to mention how serious it is, it's just going to the bat cave to process potion materials.
"Three times a week, the deadline is one month." Dumbledore glanced at the expressions of the two.
Vincent acted indifferent, and the corners of Snape's mouth rose slightly.
"If there is no opinion, the matter is so decided."
Hermione and Daphne could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
No conflict is the best result.氠
From the perspective of both parties, as students, they can even be called a complete victory.
Snape left the headmaster's office, and the faces of the students around the corridor turned black.
The mischievous Weasley twins, the spoiled Diggory and Scamander, and a pack of stupid lion cubs.
Great, the good mood turned sour in an instant.
When his back was gone, Fred and George cheered loudly: "We won!
The old bat has a stinky face, he must have been suspended! "
When Vincent and the two little witches came out, they enjoyed unprecedented warm applause.氠
The twins also tried to pick them up and hold them high, but unfortunately they were all dodged.
"Dude, you are too shy~"
"Yes." Vincent shook his head dumbfounded,
"Having a party tonight, I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will agree."
Tomorrow is the weekend, so it's not impossible to stay overnight.
When I came to the auditorium and talked about it, all the little lions became more excited.
The third-grade students who had the opportunity to create new history were so excited that they couldn't describe it in words.氠
James and Alfred took Neville around, as if to show off their "great achievements".
Lavender and Parvati dragged Hermione to ask for details, while Harry and Ron discussed something with flushed faces.
Seamus and Dean went to the Slytherin table with the twins to taunt, making the little snakes so angry that they wanted to hit them.
When victory comes, carnival is catharsis and entitlement.
Vincent sat quietly at the long table, the worry on his face gradually disappearing.
Maybe it's because the time-turner is used more often, he always feels that it has been a long time since he has encountered a time where he can vent his emotions wantonly.
Lunch was the usual English family dish, but he had a different taste.氠
"In a good mood?" Hermione sat down next to her after dinner.
Vincent took a spoonful of pudding, "One less thing to worry about, I'm thinking of having a party in the activity room now."
There is no need to worry about the college points for the time being, and you can finally concentrate on research and development.
The alchemy shop that was originally scheduled to open during the Christmas period should be brought forward before Halloween.
Hermione smiled from the bottom of her heart, accidentally seeing the watch he was wearing.
The dial has no brand, only a magic rune "?4?0" in black on a white background.
"Have you changed your watch?"
"Well, Linyin gave me a birthday present."
Hermione looked away with a complicated expression.
The time is correct, but the date shows September 9th.
If she guessed correctly, Vincent must have used the Time-Turner many times.
Going back to the past is just an appearance, and its own time will also pass.
The past is the present, and the present is the future.
Vincent swallowed the last mouthful of pudding and found her looking down in thought.氠
He glanced at the watch in his hand, and probably understood what was going on.
"Don't worry, I strictly abide by the time criterion, and those irreparable things will not happen."
Hermione raised her head suddenly and looked him straight in the eyes, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that.
You taught me to use loopholes wisely while following the rules. "
There are many things that are explicitly prohibited by school regulations, but as long as they are not discovered, they are feasible.
There is no perfect law in the world, let alone perfect people.
No matter how good a model student is in character and learning, there will be various shortcomings in him.氠
Like her, she always likes to be a good teacher, and she is especially easy to be true.
"I didn't tell you this." Vincent hurriedly separated the relationship,
"You figured it out by yourself, don't blame it on me."
Hermione stared at him, and laughed with a "poof",
"I don't blame you, why are you so nervous?"
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief.
If it was in the past, even if you admit that this is reasonable, you will only say it is "absurd".氠
She has really changed a lot, and she is not the same person as the nerd before.
Vincent pouted towards the door of the auditorium, "You will regret it in the future, so don't blame me."
Just as Snape came in with low air pressure, the lively auditorium fell silent instantly.
The uncomfortable students chose to get up and leave regardless of whether they had finished their meal or not.
Even though he was deflated, the Snape in his subconscious was still that Snape.
Time may change many things, but good and bad are always hard to define.
"No." Hermione whispered.氠
She stood up, "Thanks to you, I haven't felt inferior for a long time."
"Hmm——" Vincent raised his eyebrows, "You're pretty good at talking now.
I'm actually quite vain, if you can talk, talk more. "
Hermione rolled his eyes at him, "Hurry up and go, there are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Arithmetic Divination classes in the afternoon."
Vincent followed her silently, as if he couldn't feel Snape's "ferocious" gaze.
Handling potion ingredients, just thinking about it feels wonderful.
... 氠
……
Since yesterday's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lupine's status in the hearts of the third-year lion cubs is second only to Dumbledore and McGonagall.
The words are not too funny, and occasionally there is a little humor.
Like Duoji, who was a substitute last semester, he is also a very popular professor.
"Today is also a practical class."
As soon as Lupine finished speaking, the students put away their textbooks one after another.
"Very well, everyone come with me!"
This time it was not the staff lounge on the second floor, but the dungeon of the castle.
The turbid air, the eerie environment, and the sound of water droplets without warning.
Vincent at the front and Hermione at the back didn't feel anything, and Harry and Ron in the middle were already used to it.
Passing by the Batcave - the Potions professor's office, the rest of the students were terrified that the door would suddenly open and a sinister old bat would walk out.
The oppressive atmosphere didn't last long, and Lupine quickly led them across the corner to a lower level.
This is the place where the castle piled up waste items. Vincent came here with his friends during the night tour in the first grade.
Lupine raised his glowing wand aloft, "Ultimate Lumos—" 氠
The light cluster on the tip of the staff shot towards the pitch-black ceiling, illuminating the storage room that was half the size of the auditorium and filled with all kinds of rusty and moldy old things.
The pile of dust that was swept down two years ago was even taller. It is estimated that other students came in to explore.
……
……
