Chapter 724: It’s Time to Increase Strength
On the third day of the new semester, the Aurors and the reconnaissance team began a frantic search operation.
They work very efficiently, and almost all the hidden secret passages have been found.
If you continue like this, sooner or later you will find the Room of Requirement.
Of course Vincent will not remain indifferent, even if they may not be able to find the secret base.
There are many ways to completely hide the Room of Requirement. The simplest is to use the authority of the principal or school director.
But doing so would be equivalent to exposing a trump card under Dumbledore's nose.
People's hearts are separated from each other, who knows whether he will rebel.
So Vincent spent an afternoon using alchemy to create a mixture mainly composed of quartz and calcium.
It is colorless and odorless and effectively absorbs light.
If it is applied to the surface of an object, no matter what changes occur on the surface of the object, the eyes can only see the appearance when it is applied.
Unfortunately, it doesn't work on transparent objects, but it has been able to completely hide the Room of Requirement.
Vincent painted the wall evenly and then returned to the Court of Owls activity room.
Instead of the usual laughter and laughter, the students gathered together and whispered something.
"Oh my god! They didn't even spare the bathroom. Luckily I wasn't in there at the time."
"I heard that the girls were not spared, but there are only three or two female Aurors, and they are not as serious as us."
The conversation between James and Alfred reminded Neville of an unpleasant thing that happened in the morning.
At that time, he was squatting in the cubicle when someone knocked on the door and called him out.
As soon as I put on my trousers and before I even buckled my belt, half of my head stuck out from the gap above my head.
Neville would never forget that round, depressed face.
This fat pig... no, it was a humanoid creature and it was so rude that he left without even apologizing.
Now it seems that this person is most likely an Auror, and his mental state is very problematic.
Neville shared the story, and James and Alfred immediately got goosebumps.
"There won't be any problem with this Auror's orientation, right?"
"Then we have to be careful."
There are many similar things, such as a tall and thin male Auror trying to break into the girls' dormitory.
Lavender and Parvati at the next table were discussing quietly what happened at noon.
"That Auror knew right away that he was not a good person. He said that Catwoman must be a female student, and even wanted to arrest her with his own hands. I'm sure he wanted to take the opportunity to peek into our privacy."
"Fortunately, Senior Sister Tonks is here, otherwise he might have succeeded."
"But our dormitory is restricted, so he may not be able to enter, right?"
"He's a pervert if he can't get in. If I were Catwoman, I would definitely take care of him."
Hermione frowned as she passed by.
Could it be that the tall, thin Auror that Lavender and Parvati were talking about was the "funny monkey" who was knocked unconscious by her crowbar?
The mental problem is so serious that the Ministry of Magic doesn't even care.
Hermione looked at Vincent on the ring.
He was punching the bag absentmindedly, probably hesitating whether to continue with the plan.
She took off her coat and walked onto the ring, "Sparring?"
Vincent held down the sandbag thrown towards him, "Okay."
The students' attention was immediately attracted.
One is the club president and one has just shed his nerd image.
The two of them showed various fighting skills, which was very entertaining to watch.
"Are you concerned about everyone's mood?" Hermione's raised leg was blocked by Vincent's hand.
"One thing, mainly because I didn't expect that the people at the Ministry of Magic have such low tolerance."
She retracted her legs and stood firm, "They have been comfortable for too long, unlike us who have experienced so many things."
Vincent leaned down to avoid her uppercut, "Thank you for your comfort."
His eyes became sharp and he bumped his shoulder hard.
Hermione blocked her body with one hand, and the collision caused her to take a few steps back. "If they can't bear this shock, how can they capture Black."
"That's right." Vincent raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stepped back and stood still, "It seems I have to give them a little more strength."
Hermione also smiled, "Then let's continue?"
"of course."
Although the conversation between the two could not be heard clearly, the intensity of the sparring in the ring became more and more intense, leaving the students below dumbfounded.
They are both good at character and learning and can also fight, and they are all Muggles.
Compared with these two, traditional wizards are really weak.
Early that night,
The roly-poly who searched the boys' bathroom during the day was walking alone into the History of Magic classroom on the third floor.
After a period of cultivation, his body has already recovered.
It's just that his spirit has not fully recovered, and he even has some extreme thoughts about the Bat Family.
"Come out! Where are you!" The funny monkey suddenly kicked over a chair and yelled around.
Extreme anger born from extreme fear will invade his reason from time to time, causing him to make some uncontrollable actions.
Vincent smacked his lips above the ceiling, glided down and kicked him unconscious.
There was absolutely no mercy and at least two ribs were broken.
Hang the tumbler upside down and pick a great angle to take the photo.
If Fudge wants to interfere with Hogwarts, then he should receive the people he sends here well and send them off warmly.
When the outside world backfires, his good days will come to an end.
As for whether the tool man will go crazy, that is not something students should consider.
In less than an hour, all the Aurors and scouts in the castle were hung upside down.
There are still no clues left at the scene, and the Bat Family is getting more and more skilled.
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early morning,
While Kingsley was writing the report carefully, the famous reporter Rita Skeeter in Yorkshire, northern England, was awakened by a knock on the window.
He put on his glasses in a daze, opened the window and took out the letter tied to the owl's feet.
The "?" mark on the front of the envelope made her wake up instantly.
The only big thing in the wizarding world recently was the Bat Family at Hogwarts, and she had always suspected that Wayne was that Wayne.
Everyone thinks it is impossible, but this is precisely the most likely possibility.
Combined with Rita's knowledge of Vincent, the Ministry of Magic is definitely going to make a big mistake this time.
Opening the envelope, I became more and more surprised.
If the Ministry of Magic really had a way to deal with the Bat Family, there would be no need to ask her to write positive reports every day.
But she didn't expect that the Ministry of Magic would stretch her hips so much that she would do somersaults several times in Hogwarts.
There are pictures and truth, and they are thoughtfully integrated into a dynamic photo.
Shocking!
The Ministry of Magic advertises how thoughtful its arrangements are, but in reality it hurts to be slapped in the face.
At this level, you still want to capture the only escapee from Azkaban in three hundred years?
"Tsk..." Rita shook her head and put down the photo.
There is only one sentence on the letter: I have other photos, I hope you can make good use of them.
As a professional journalist, she certainly knows how to get people's attention.
But to be an enemy of the Ministry of Magic...
No, she is a media hero who bravely exposes the truth and is not afraid of power.
As long as it incites public opposition, the Ministry of Magic should worry about its own butt first.
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