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Chapter 376 Wayne is a man worth following

Before today, Daphne would only have thought Vincent was a violent barbarian.

But like Hermione now, she realized that if she wanted to break certain traditions of pure-blood wizards, the fastest and most effective way could only be violence.

Vincent grabbed Marcus' collar and said, "Tell me, what's different about you from last year."

"Wayne, the halo above your head will not protect you for the rest of your life!"

"Thank you for your advice." He threw Marcus onto the round table. "It's a pity that you gave the wrong answer."

Pansy was trembling under the table.

Even if she covers her ears, she can clearly feel every vibration and every cry.

Marcus's hands dropped weakly.

Vincent walked towards Draco and Blaise, who were covering their foreheads.

"Wayne, I can give you a lot of gold galleons, more than you can imagine!"

"Sorry, there shouldn't be anything I can't get." He grabbed Blaise's left arm and threw him sideways towards Marcus.

The crushing physical advantage made Draco finally realize the inequality between the two sides.

Outside, he is the sole heir of the Malfoy family and the pinnacle of the pure-blood circle.

And in Hogwarts, he couldn't even resist the Muggle-born Vincent.

What he will encounter and the extent of his injuries are not decided by him.

"Tell me, Malfoy -" Vincent looked down at him, "am I qualified to stand in front of you?"

"You—" Draco clenched his fists tightly, and the protruding veins on his neck turned red on his face.

There are four family mottos in the Malfoy family, but there are a total of 55 family rules.

You must make choices in life. You cannot hold on to everything, otherwise you will lose everything.

"Wayne, you have the qualifications."

"What qualifications?"

"Vincent Wayne, you are qualified to stand in front of me!"

Draco gasped for air and clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

"So, Malfoy -" Vincent put his right hand on his shoulder, "do you think you are qualified to stand in front of me?"

Experience is extracted from pain.

But this is humiliation, unacceptable humiliation.

Draco pushed away the hand on his shoulder and said, "Wayne, if you want me to kneel down and beg for mercy, you're still far behind!"

"Indeed." Vincent sighed softly, "It seems I still need to work hard."

Daphne opened her eyes wide at this moment.

She looked at Hermione next to her and quickly calmed down.

Maybe in a few years, the magic world will change.

"Crack-" Draco received a firm slap.

He was stunned until he was slapped for the second time, but he still couldn't make any reaction.

"Wayne!" Pansy suddenly rushed over from under the table.

Vincent took a step back and slapped her with the slap he just threw out.

After the crisp sound, the atmosphere became eerily quiet.

Draco, who covered his face, realized that this was an even greater humiliation.

Two solid slaps made him rush forward desperately.

Perhaps because he was too angry, he didn't have the extra thought to pay attention to his feet, so he tripped and fell on the expensive marble floor, and even pressed a gold galleon on his knee.

Vincent bent down and grabbed the back collar, without looking at the face that was starting to swell.

"How dare you hit me, Wayne!" Draco opened his mouth and waved his hands and feet in the air.

This arrogant look is hard to associate with elegance.

"Your father never beat you, right?" Vincent calmly stretched out his other hand and pressed his forehead, which was getting closer and closer.

"Crabbe! Goyle! How long do you two idiots want to watch the show?"

The two men were breathing heavily and chose to attack from behind.

But Vincent turned around as if he knew it in advance, let go, grabbed Draco's legs, and pulled them hard as if they were weapons.

His shoulder hit Crabbe's big head, and his waving hands hit Goyle's strong chest.

After going around in a circle and coming back, the whole person flew towards Pansy who was covering her little face.

Daphne looked away unbearably.

She knew that her former best friend liked Draco very much.

It was true love at first sight when I was about four or five years old.

Hermione, who was just the opposite of her, was just a little bit on the verge of cheering loudly.

In less than half an hour, the Black Swan Club had been completely wiped out.

The students who were still standing were almost shaken.

Byron stood on tiptoe at the door and looked in, and suddenly felt that his hands no longer ached.

He looked at the other two.

No matter how well Black Swan develops, the future of ordinary members like them is fixed.

Look at the Court of Owls. When a new member is bullied, the president beats him up without saying a word.

Although there are many complicated reasons, this approach can move people's hearts more.

Use gold galleons to summon members and then hide behind to enjoy the fruits of victory?

Byron's hands trembled slightly.

This feeling is not the intermittent pain before, but the trembling caused by excessive excitement.

"Wayne is kind and righteous, and he is a man worth following!"

His decision was approved by the other two.

"Xander, Jeffrey, let's abandon the dark side and join the Owl Court Club later!"

"Okay!" X2

Vincent knew that there were not many Slytherin students who had this idea.

His cold blue eyes swept over the people lying down one by one, "We are even.

If you still want to continue, please remember that your opponent is me."





Second floor, History of Magic classroom.

Professor Binns seemed unaware of the Gryffindor students' collective absence.

Ernie handed Hannah a note and asked her if she knew where Justin had gone.

The answer is of course I don’t know.

It's outrageous that all the little lions are absent collectively, but even being late for the honest little badger is unforgivable.

"It's not good, it's not good-" Justin's voice sounded from outside:

"Vincent and Black Swan are fighting!"

The little badgers all stiffened and twisted their necks to look at him.

No wonder there was a collective absence, it turned out to be a fight.

Wait—Vincent alone?

"He's the only one!" Justin gasped, "Just now Flint was so scared that he threw away his wand."

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

Wow ~ big deal!

Ernie looked towards Professor Binns who was still concentrating on his lecture.

Is it warped?

Still not warped?

He decisively left his seat and trotted quietly outside the classroom.

Where there is the first, there will be the second.

"Does anyone know the reason why Diagon Alley was built?" Binns waited for a long time without hearing an answer.

I looked down and saw that there was no one there.

"Is get out of class over?" floated across the wall, and then floated back again.

"What is fighting with what?"

After thinking hard for a long time, he couldn't recall what Justin just said.






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