Chapter 66 The Lively Corridor on the 4th Floor
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Qing Mo Da Xian
After a morning of simple training, the Gryffindor team members left soon.
The joining of the two new members is a matter that requires absolute secrecy.
Harry shared it with Ron immediately.
"You must keep it secret."
"Don't worry, I'm not Malfoy."
Vincent in the secret passage on the fourth floor didn't tell anyone.
If Fred and George weren't on the team, he wasn't going to tell anyone.
"Where did you go this morning?"
"sleep."
Hermione nodded, "Is your dye working?"
Vincent generously took out a bottle of green potion from his pocket, "Do you want to try it?
Fluorescent color, the removal process is quite troublesome. "
She pushed back disgustedly.
This thing was used to mark the mysterious person tonight, and who knows what else was added to it.
"Snape has been in the office lately when he has no classes." Fred spread out the Marauder's Map.
The old bats in the Batcave are completely still.
George grinned and said, "He must be brewing some terrible potion."
Vincent clenched the dye in his hand, "Are you sure the school hospital has run out of therapeutic agents?"
"Please trust our expertise."
He solemnly put it away, "Hogsmeade?"
"it is good!"
Hermione, who was full of question marks, was stunned, and then opened her small mouth exaggeratedly.
"You guys actually want to sneak out of school?"
"It's not us." George straightened his chest, "It's you and Vincent."
"Go?" Vincent took out a black mask from his pocket.
Hermione didn't hesitate, "Go!"
"Oh." He put on the mask and straightened his hair again, "I'm Malfoy now, you have to remember."
Watching him skillfully disguise himself as Draco, Hermione rarely said any objection.
She raised her foot habitually, "I finally understand why Ron had the guts to agree to Malfoy."
"Because of what?" Vincent took a step back subconsciously.
"Because of you." She stepped lightly on the ground, "You are the leader who specializes in doing bad things."
The twins with twitching eyelids quietly left.
"She doesn't seem to have changed."
"Girls are really hard to understand."
……
……
Outside Hogsmeade.
A blond boy with his hair combed meticulously and wearing a black mask swaggered in.
"Wen-Draco, wait for me!"
The girl wearing a peaked cap and a mask followed closely behind him.
"Pansy, you need to exercise more."
The early twins covered their mouths to hold back their laughter.
This height difference is not in the same grade at all.
Vincent's fearless gaze made Hermione extremely nervous.
Just want to fool people?
"People only believe what they want to see."
With a light and fluffy sentence, her little face under the mask began to heat up.
In the past, she believed Vincent was not a good person because she believed in the Daily Prophet.
"I'm not mad, really."
When he walked into the joke shop, even if he used the same tone as Master Malfoy, he was not annoying at all.
Hermione shook her head and walked in.
"Wow, big dung egg special!"
The twins grabbed a handful each.
Vincent asked the clerk for a batch of the last potion.
"What do you want this for?"
"Make a smoke bomb."
Hermione remembered who she was going to pretend to be.
On the far side of the ocean, there is a metropolis with simple folk customs.
There, there was an old man named Wayne.
And the character she's going to pretend to be...
"Hey, did you do it on purpose?"
"Well, I'm actually a little bit annoyed."
Vincent, who walked out of the shop, thought for a while, then looked back at her with extremely serious eyes.
"Or Diana?
Or Zatanna?
Or something like Kara? "
Hermione didn't reply, and gave him a hard look.
That old man Wayne doesn't care whether he's a good guy or a villain.
Like the big shit next door.
"I've read the manga."
Vincent leaned back in surprise, "Have you seen it? Where did you read it?"
"James shared it with me."
He became even more surprised, "You exchanged your class notes with him?"
"Yes." Hermione's face was a little unnatural, "And "Dragon Ball" and so on, anyway, I have basically seen all the ones he brought."
He felt relieved after thinking about it.
It only took me one morning to read it, and it's not about learning.
"You are really strong!"
Hermione saw his outstretched thumb, and the small mouth in the mask slightly raised, "This is nothing to praise."
Seeing her duplicity, Vincent nodded in agreement.
Read it, not angry.
He walked in the direction of the secret passage with a face full of rejoicing.
It's better not to make this kind of little joke in the future.
……
……
early morning.
The fourth floor of Hogwarts Castle is very "lively".
There are four little lions in the corridor on the left, and four lion cubs in the corridor on the right.
"Ron, let's go back.
Malfoy will definitely not come. "
"No, Harry.
It's a duel of wizards, and he's bound to come. "
Simo and Dean, who were also in the trophy showroom, gradually became impatient.
According to this situation, Malfoy might really miss the appointment.
"That coward—"
The cursing of the three made Harry feel in a dilemma.
Just wait, maybe Filch will come.
Don't wait, I can't persuade these three.
"Think of the points Vincent and Hermione gave us," he smiled wryly. "They'll be very angry if they find out."
Ron calmed down a little, "Well, it's because she lent us the paper for reference."
It seemed that not being scolded by Snape was more important than having the chance to scold Malfoy.
Seamus and Dean subconsciously shook their bodies.
Even though Harry was the one who endured the heaviest firepower, the skill of poisonous tongue was not something little wizards like them could bear with their thin and small bodies.
Just as the four of them walked out relying on the faint light of their wands, the figure in a black cloak at the corner smiled indifferently.
"My honorable master, do you need me to solve Potter for you?"
"No, he's mine!
and also……"
After the voice in his head disappeared, the mysterious man raised his wand with regret.
Without any spells, a beam of red light shot at Ron at the front.
He fell onto Harry's shoulder, the wand in his hand being knocked into the air.
"who is it?"
"It must be Malfoy!"
Ron stood up quickly, "This despicable villain, dare to use this kind of sneak attack!"
Both Seamus and Dean chased after him in righteous indignation.
Harry, who stayed where he was, gritted his teeth and ran over.
None of the four noticed that after crossing the corner, a mysterious person came out of the shadows.
"Run, run—"
The smile on his face was particularly ferocious under the moonlight.
……
……
The joining of the two new members is a matter that requires absolute secrecy.
Harry shared it with Ron immediately.
"You must keep it secret."
"Don't worry, I'm not Malfoy."
Vincent in the secret passage on the fourth floor didn't tell anyone.
If Fred and George weren't on the team, he wasn't going to tell anyone.
"Where did you go this morning?"
"sleep."
Hermione nodded, "Is your dye working?"
Vincent generously took out a bottle of green potion from his pocket, "Do you want to try it?
Fluorescent color, the removal process is quite troublesome. "
She pushed back disgustedly.
This thing was used to mark the mysterious person tonight, and who knows what else was added to it.
"Snape has been in the office lately when he has no classes." Fred spread out the Marauder's Map.
The old bats in the Batcave are completely still.
George grinned and said, "He must be brewing some terrible potion."
Vincent clenched the dye in his hand, "Are you sure the school hospital has run out of therapeutic agents?"
"Please trust our expertise."
He solemnly put it away, "Hogsmeade?"
"it is good!"
Hermione, who was full of question marks, was stunned, and then opened her small mouth exaggeratedly.
"You guys actually want to sneak out of school?"
"It's not us." George straightened his chest, "It's you and Vincent."
"Go?" Vincent took out a black mask from his pocket.
Hermione didn't hesitate, "Go!"
"Oh." He put on the mask and straightened his hair again, "I'm Malfoy now, you have to remember."
Watching him skillfully disguise himself as Draco, Hermione rarely said any objection.
She raised her foot habitually, "I finally understand why Ron had the guts to agree to Malfoy."
"Because of what?" Vincent took a step back subconsciously.
"Because of you." She stepped lightly on the ground, "You are the leader who specializes in doing bad things."
The twins with twitching eyelids quietly left.
"She doesn't seem to have changed."
"Girls are really hard to understand."
……
……
Outside Hogsmeade.
A blond boy with his hair combed meticulously and wearing a black mask swaggered in.
"Wen-Draco, wait for me!"
The girl wearing a peaked cap and a mask followed closely behind him.
"Pansy, you need to exercise more."
The early twins covered their mouths to hold back their laughter.
This height difference is not in the same grade at all.
Vincent's fearless gaze made Hermione extremely nervous.
Just want to fool people?
"People only believe what they want to see."
With a light and fluffy sentence, her little face under the mask began to heat up.
In the past, she believed Vincent was not a good person because she believed in the Daily Prophet.
"I'm not mad, really."
When he walked into the joke shop, even if he used the same tone as Master Malfoy, he was not annoying at all.
Hermione shook her head and walked in.
"Wow, big dung egg special!"
The twins grabbed a handful each.
Vincent asked the clerk for a batch of the last potion.
"What do you want this for?"
"Make a smoke bomb."
Hermione remembered who she was going to pretend to be.
On the far side of the ocean, there is a metropolis with simple folk customs.
There, there was an old man named Wayne.
And the character she's going to pretend to be...
"Hey, did you do it on purpose?"
"Well, I'm actually a little bit annoyed."
Vincent, who walked out of the shop, thought for a while, then looked back at her with extremely serious eyes.
"Or Diana?
Or Zatanna?
Or something like Kara? "
Hermione didn't reply, and gave him a hard look.
That old man Wayne doesn't care whether he's a good guy or a villain.
Like the big shit next door.
"I've read the manga."
Vincent leaned back in surprise, "Have you seen it? Where did you read it?"
"James shared it with me."
He became even more surprised, "You exchanged your class notes with him?"
"Yes." Hermione's face was a little unnatural, "And "Dragon Ball" and so on, anyway, I have basically seen all the ones he brought."
He felt relieved after thinking about it.
It only took me one morning to read it, and it's not about learning.
"You are really strong!"
Hermione saw his outstretched thumb, and the small mouth in the mask slightly raised, "This is nothing to praise."
Seeing her duplicity, Vincent nodded in agreement.
Read it, not angry.
He walked in the direction of the secret passage with a face full of rejoicing.
It's better not to make this kind of little joke in the future.
……
……
early morning.
The fourth floor of Hogwarts Castle is very "lively".
There are four little lions in the corridor on the left, and four lion cubs in the corridor on the right.
"Ron, let's go back.
Malfoy will definitely not come. "
"No, Harry.
It's a duel of wizards, and he's bound to come. "
Simo and Dean, who were also in the trophy showroom, gradually became impatient.
According to this situation, Malfoy might really miss the appointment.
"That coward—"
The cursing of the three made Harry feel in a dilemma.
Just wait, maybe Filch will come.
Don't wait, I can't persuade these three.
"Think of the points Vincent and Hermione gave us," he smiled wryly. "They'll be very angry if they find out."
Ron calmed down a little, "Well, it's because she lent us the paper for reference."
It seemed that not being scolded by Snape was more important than having the chance to scold Malfoy.
Seamus and Dean subconsciously shook their bodies.
Even though Harry was the one who endured the heaviest firepower, the skill of poisonous tongue was not something little wizards like them could bear with their thin and small bodies.
Just as the four of them walked out relying on the faint light of their wands, the figure in a black cloak at the corner smiled indifferently.
"My honorable master, do you need me to solve Potter for you?"
"No, he's mine!
and also……"
After the voice in his head disappeared, the mysterious man raised his wand with regret.
Without any spells, a beam of red light shot at Ron at the front.
He fell onto Harry's shoulder, the wand in his hand being knocked into the air.
"who is it?"
"It must be Malfoy!"
Ron stood up quickly, "This despicable villain, dare to use this kind of sneak attack!"
Both Seamus and Dean chased after him in righteous indignation.
Harry, who stayed where he was, gritted his teeth and ran over.
None of the four noticed that after crossing the corner, a mysterious person came out of the shadows.
"Run, run—"
The smile on his face was particularly ferocious under the moonlight.
……
……
