Chapter 915: The Snotlout's Brain Got Into His Nose

The global live broadcast ended, and the grand celebration banquet hosted by the British Ministry of Magic officially began.

As the absolute protagonists of the night, the seven players of the Irish team enjoyed the treatment of being the center of attention.

Vincent, Sirius and Harry, who were happy to have some free time, ate a little and then returned to the corner.

The three of them chatted about the game just now, and then talked about the first day of school the day after tomorrow.

"Homework?" Harry looked horrified.

From the summer vacation till now, he had hardly stayed at the Dursleys' house.

Not to mention homework, I haven't even looked at the book list for next semester.

Vincent took out the list of books from Flamel's ring, but as for the homework, he spread his hands to show that he was helpless.

"A bad day is about to begin..." Harry slumped down helplessly.

His behavior reminded Sirius of his own school days.

“James, it looks like school is going to start tomorrow.

What!? I haven’t finished my homework yet!」

After all these years, the homework at Hogwarts should still be the same.

Except for Potions class.

Snape was good at disgusting people, and this 20-foot-long, or more than 6-meter-long, piece of work refreshed Sirius's perception of him.

"Is this snotty guy's brain filled with snot? Why assign so much homework for no reason?"

Harry straightened up, picked up the juice on the table and drank it all, "I think it's time for me to go back."

One day and two nights, and having to find time to go to Diagon Alley, it's a daunting task.

Sirius stood up with him, "Vincent, what about you?"

Vincent glanced at the bustling box and said, "It's almost time for me to leave."

The Ministry of Magic has already given me enough face, and there is no point in staying alone.

As the three of them left the box, they saw Bagman and Old Batty arguing fiercely about something.

"Follow my plan!"

"Your plan is full of loopholes. You're going to mess things up!"

After seeing the three people, they instantly became quiet, their eyes were still a little evasive.

Vincent, who was wondering, thought of the Triwizard Tournament.

The competition is being held again after nearly two centuries. It seems that the Department of Magical Sports and Games and the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation are under a lot of pressure.

Seeing Vincent's sudden realization, Sirius and Harry couldn't help but ask curiously after they walked away.

“I just found out about this by accident.”

"what exactly is it?"

"You'll find out soon after school starts."

Sirius gave him a stern look, "It's still early, why don't we go find a place to have a drink?"

Vincent looked slightly disdainful, "Okay, but don't you have to help Harry with his summer homework?"

Sirius twitched his lips and quickened his pace angrily.

Considering Vincent's alcohol tolerance, he would probably have been drunk enough by the time he was drunk enough to try to get information.

A natural master of Occlumency is a real pain. Legilimency doesn't work, and secretly administering Veritaserum doesn't work either.

Trying to get some secrets from Vincent is as difficult as trying to get an English team to win the championship.

Mission incredible?

Mission impossible!

Back at the camp, Sirius Apparated with Harry to the Dursleys' house to pick up their homework.

Vincent walked towards the tent and could hear the twins' roars from afar.

"Damn old bat!"

"Why? Why do we Gryffindors have several times more homework than other houses?"

Their tent was right opposite the Malfoy family's tent, and they didn't know how soundproof it was.

But I think it should be a good thing, otherwise Snape inside would have killed him long ago.

Vincent, in a good mood, walked into the tent and saw the scene he had expected.

Except for a few, all the friends stayed in the living room and wrote furiously.

George was holding Cedric's homework in his hand and scolding Snape with Fred beside him.

"The old bat is definitely a psychopath!"

"He is the king of perverts! There is no one more perverted than him!"

Their shouting and cursing were echoed by their classmates, especially those from Gryffindor, and even Neville cursed a few times in a low voice.

Vincent smiled and walked towards Kenny who was staring at the wall in the corner.

“Are you thinking about life?”

Kenny said with a straight face, "You guys start school the day after tomorrow, I think it's time for Jennifer and I to leave England."

"Looking for a job?"

Kenny raised an eyebrow, "How is that possible? Our graduation trip isn't over yet."

Vincent was slightly surprised, "You guys are really free and unrestrained."

Compare this to Rinone, who is also a graduate. She has already started taking over part of the family business.

Although Rolf is quite free, he will take the qualification exam for Magizoologist next month.

Kenny smacked his lips with disdain. "Do you regret starting a business? You're so busy while you're still in school. You'll have a hard time after you graduate."

Vincent began to envy him a little.

Go wherever you want and do whatever you want.

It would be nice to stay at home and wait for death, but it was all ruined by that damn prophecy.

“Hey…” Vincent patted Kenny’s shoulder, “If you want to work hard and strive in the future, you can always come to me.”

"What are you looking for?"

"Wayne Enterprises is expanding rapidly and we are short of people."

Kenny waved his hand at him. "No, what's the point of working for you?"

Vincent shrugged. "High salary, good benefits, and a fair promotion path."

Kenny seemed a little tempted, but he curled his lips and said, "Since you, the chairman, have personally invited me, I will reluctantly consider it."

“Haha——” Vincent smiled without saying anything.

There is indeed a severe shortage of manpower in the Americas, but it is not to the extent that there is a need to fill the gaps with unqualified people.

Although Kenny is not a very decent person, he is still a top student at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Even if he knows nothing about business, he can still be a janitor.

"Wayne, what's that look in your eyes?"

"Watch your eyes."

"But why do I feel that your eyes are malicious?"

"That must be your imagination."

"Beep--" Just when Kenny was about to say something, Vincent's magic communicator rang.

It was a video file sent by Rin, titled a promotional advertisement for the Asia region.

Vincent stood up, "Sorry, I have to go back to my room."

Kenny watched him leave and fell into thought.

No wonder I didn’t see the eldest daughter of the Jingu family just now. It turns out she was tinkering with some promotional advertising.

Work hard? Struggle?

Stop joking, isn't it good to be free?

However, if Kenny can be promoted to the top of the company, it seems that Rinyin, his partner, will have to be polite to him.