From a distance, Vincent and Hermione saw Draco coming out of a Slytherin student's tent.
He looked a little impatient, and even the two people nearby didn't notice.
"Potter, you can't hide it!
Come out quickly, I know you want to attack me!"
Poor excuses and acting skills.
Hermione, who had no good impression of him at all, relaxed her tightly knitted brows.
"Potter?!" Blaise looked at Draco blankly, "He doesn't have the guts to come to our place."
He opened his hands and looked around at the high-end tents in the venue.
Just when he was about to say something more, his face dropped as if he was constipated.
"Wayne!"
Vincent walked forward with a smile, "I think he has the courage."
"Humph——" Blaise raised his little head quite proudly.
Draco was about to leave when he suddenly turned around again.
"Wayne, do we want to make a bet?"
Vincent showed great interest, "What's the bet?"
"I won, you stop that crappy card contest."
"What if you lose?"
Draco puffed up his chest and said, "Our family has a lot of connections, and we can easily make your bad cards known throughout the magical world."
Another lame excuse.
"What if we find none?"
"Then we all lose!"
"Okay." Vincent gave a meaningful look.
Blaise thought he had it figured out.
As long as Vincent does not find the missing Harry, the Gwent School Tournament cannot be held.
At least this semester.
They can find the best, but if they can't find it, they will just lose some publicity money.
At this time, all the students in Slytherin started searching spontaneously.
Vincent stood there and pulled out "The Tales of Beedle the Bard".
"The surest sign of whether a person's magic is bad is how he treats non-magical people -"
Hermione couldn't understand the magical runes above, and could only read the dense comments below.
"What book is this?"
"The Tales of Beedle the Poet."
Vincent told her the general plot, while his eyes were always fixed on Draco who was constantly entering and exiting the tent.
"The wizard was afraid that the crucible would take off his shoes and jump around again, so he could only help the villagers like his father did before he was alive."
Hermione's eyes were very complicated.
"The Wizard and the Hopping Pot" is on the surface a story about a father trying to change his son's mind, but it is deeply hidden with sadness and powerlessness.
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The small cauldron his father gave him before his death forced his son, who hated Muggles, to help them;
In order to make the crucible quiet, the son had to obey his father's wishes.
The ending of the story does not explain the son's change.
He might be as friendly to Muggles as his father was, or he might kill those Muggle neighbors who always come to him for help.
Beedle probably wanted to leave the ending to the readers.
"What would you do?" Hermione was very curious about Vincent's choice.
"I would throw away the crucible and tell my neighbors to learn how to solve their own problems."
Not accepting anyone's influence is indeed a decision he will make.
If it were Hermione in the past, she would have already scolded him for his stubbornness and indifference.
But now she is silent.
Since the promulgation of the Statute of Secrecy, Muggles without magic have launched several industrial revolutions, and finally developed technology that repels magic.
"What about you, Hermione?" Vincent closed the book and waited quietly for the answer.
After a few minutes, Hermione raised her little head.
"I will move away from them."
"Well-" He nodded and looked away from her face.
Those who are determined to break the Secrecy Act are only a handful in the end.
"Harry! You're finally back!"
Vincent looked at Ron who was running excitedly outside the camp.
Harry, who was following Dumbledore, was in good spirits and did not look like he had been missing all night.
"Where have you been?" Ron hugged him excitedly, "We've been looking for it all morning!"
"I'm lost." Harry's eyes were a little dodgey, "I'm sorry, I should have told you."
"I should believe you too."
Seamus and Dean, who gathered around, both had regretful expressions on their faces.
If they chose to believe Harry, at least they wouldn't let him go out alone.
Vincent and Dumbledore looked at each other from a distance.
The results are important, but the process is equally important.
"Wayne, you lost!" Blaise walked over with a grin, "You can throw your shabby campus competition into the trash!"
"That depends on the effectiveness of your publicity."
His face instantly darkened, "Tomorrow morning at the latest, the entire British Isles will know."
"Remember, it's the front." Vincent put his right hand on his shoulder, "You know the consequences very well."
Pusey, with his resentful eyes in the crowd, is the best example.
The consequences of carrying private goods would be disastrous, and Brace, who considered himself a smart man, would certainly not do such a thing.
"And you, Malfoy."
Draco snorted coldly, "I'm willing to admit defeat. I hope you can keep your promise."
"Thank you in advance." Vincent withdrew his right hand.
Neither he nor Blaise paid any attention to the sarcasm.
Black Swan also has cards.
A more exquisite card surface, more gorgeous effects, and a higher price.
The eyes of the masses are sharp.
Once there is a comparison, they are about to release cards and they are not allowed to kill Gwent.
"children--"
Dumbledore's voice covered the entire audience, "Although there was a little accident midway, I think this event was still very successful."
The students all cheered loudly.
"Professor, we want to go back next year!"
He looked at Fred and George, who were the loudest, and said, "I personally strongly agree."
"Fire those school directors!"
"agree!"
The twins made Draco so angry that his face turned green.
Dumbledore winked at them and said, "The school directors are all reasonable people. I believe they will not object."
"Professor, I still think it would be better to fire them!"
He shook his head with a smile and looked in the direction of the professors.
Mag nodded slightly and stepped forward.
"It's almost noon now, we have to go back before dinner."
Percy is the prefect who reacts the fastest.
He quickly organized the Gryffindor students to pack up their tents.
In contrast, Marcus looked indifferent.
All the students in Slytherin slept in Brace's tents, so they were packed up slowly.
"Flint, we're done."
"Leave us alone, Wes will do it!"
The twins immediately ran over and started cheering.
They didn't take it too seriously to watch the excitement, so they walked beside Mag when they went back.
In the first row, go with the principal and vice principal.
Some people were gloating about their misfortune, while others were mourning for them both.
Vincent walked along, listening to Harry's stories.
He did set out to look for the black shadow, but later found out that it was actually an Acromantula.
He was taken into the lair, but luckily Dumbledore showed up in time to avoid becoming their food.
"You're so lucky!" Ron didn't notice the uneasiness on Harry's face.
"No matter what happens next time, you must tell me as soon as possible."
Harry's expression was quite complicated, "I will, I will definitely do it."
I don’t know why he was still Dumbledore, but Voldemort’s name never appeared in the whole thing.