Vincent didn't know exactly how rich the Malfoy family was.
But he knew that the list he and Mag made would definitely cause the family a lot of bleeding.
Just last year's top six-star sweeps, there were a total of thirty.
There are countless precious herbs, alchemy tools, rare materials, etc.
"Professor, is this too much?"
"Indeed, I will discuss it carefully with Professor Dumbledore."
Mag folded the parchment that was almost full of writing on his hands, "Vincent, you have the priority to use these things."
Even if only a small half is left in the end, these items are worth fifty to sixty thousand Galleons.
Just thinking about it, Vincent, who suddenly became rich suddenly, felt that the old Malfoy who compensated thousands of gold galleons was very stingy.
After opening up the situation, he really looked down on this small amount of money.
For the sake of teaching at Hogwarts, it is worth sacrificing some small personal interests.
Mainly because it can trick the Malfoy family...
Mag looked at Vincent's leaving figure, but suddenly opened the drawer with a smile.
Inside is a scaled down version of a complete set of Silver Knight armor.
How could she not know about such a big thing happening?
"What an interesting kid..."
She also had suspicions, but also had no evidence.
Night tours, which student has never done this?
There are thousands of school rules, but the first one is not discovered.
She closed the drawer, took the parchment and walked out of the office.
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Vincent, who has a bright smile, even walks lightly.
This school is so happy, how can it be ruined by others.
It's time for the person whose name I can't even name to make a good calculation.
The back of Quirrell's head cannot be treated kindly.
Until dinner, he stayed in the school library.
But this complete plan cannot be implemented now.
"Forbidden Forest..."
It's easy to sneak out of the castle, but it's difficult to sneak out of the dormitory.
"Flying Gu Gu!"
After roaring in the empty corridor, Gugu, who seemed to have become more mellow, flew in from the window.
"Let's go to my house. I need to ask dad for some small equipment."
"Cuckoo!"
"make a deal!"
The next morning.
The students at Hogwarts were all surprised that an owl that was as fat as a ball actually managed to grab a solid silver-white suitcase after three other owls were dispatched.
"Crack-"
As soon as it flapped its little wings twice, it fell straight onto the marble floor.
Vincent, who did not shy away from hundreds of pairs of eyes, walked over and picked up Gu Gu and the suitcase.
His unclear performance made many students look stunned.
A very few people knew that this person was ill again.
"Want to see?"
Several little lions nodded.
"Sorry, this is personal privacy."
Vincent sat down mysteriously, ignoring several pairs of angry eyes.
"You're not kind!" George roared from a dozen locations away.
After feeding the ham to Gugu, he shrugged, saying that no matter what he said, it would be useless.
Draco, who was watching him across the Ravenclaw table, gritted his teeth and swallowed the sandwich in his mouth.
"I won't let it go like this!"
The letter sent by Old Malfoy overnight last night did not seem to have any effect.
But it’s really hard to start during this time.
"Draco, tomorrow's Charms class..."
"Idiot!" He slapped Crabbe on the back of the head.
The impatient attitude of his dean yesterday made it clear that if he was caught by Filch again, he might not be able to escape punishment.
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"I was thinking we could add something to Wayne's desk."
Gore also came over to express his opinion, "The old guy made us clean the classroom every day, so we can do it secretly."
Draco slapped each of them impatiently.
"Do you think Wayne is as stupid as you guys?"
"Even if he can't see it, how can Flitwick not see it?"
"This is so stupid!"
After venting his curses, he realized that the most unlucky thing in his life was not meeting Vincent, but having these two pig-like younger brothers.
It doesn't matter if you're not smart, but you can't beat someone with a fat head and big ears.
The face of the pure-blood wizard was almost completely disgraced by these two idiots.
The aggrieved Crabbe pouted, "We just want to help you."
"Shut up!" Draco's hand shook in mid-air, but in the end he still didn't throw it away.
The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, so it really hurts when hit.
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Transfiguration class.
Today Mag teaches everyone how to become a blue fat man.
Still a fat blue guy with ears.
Vincent looked thoughtfully at the podium.
He didn't expect that the dean, who was so young, would have such a childlike side.
"Concentrate on its shape and details."
Mag on the podium waved his magic wand, and the fat blue man put his little hand into the pocket on his stomach.
It took out a small red door, opened it and walked straight in.
"Disappeared?"
All the students stared blankly at the slowly rotating door.
Use transfiguration to separate two objects and then merge them back into one.
The total mass remains the same, but the volume is more than doubled.
"Well done, Mr. Wayne!"
"Miss Granger is very nice too!"
The two people, one on the left and the other on the right, completed their classwork and took the lead in scoring 6 points for Gryffindor House.
Not to be outdone, the little eagles are working hard to add details.
While Ron, who was blushing, was making his crooked blue fat man more round, Harry next to him was almost finished.
Although the eyes are a little dull and the beard is crooked, it is still better than some of the "evil god models" in the classroom.
For example, in front of Neville was a soft, blue viscous object that was about to melt.
"Relax, don't think too much."
"I-I still can't do it."
Vincent showed him patiently little by little.
Starting from a pair of short legs, slowly build a vague outline, and then add details little by little.
This speed is very slow, slow enough for Neville to write it down completely.
After trying it again, it was obviously much better than Ron's.
"You're so careless." Hermione next to her also started to demonstrate.
She had a little arrogant look in her eyes that Ron couldn't remember at all.
"Okay, I'd better go find Vincent."
He switched seats with Neville.
Vincent could see the reason at a glance, "Ron, doesn't your wand also belong to Charlie?"
"Yes……"
"Well, I think your magic will be easier to use with a suitable wand."
Ron smiled bitterly, "I know, but our family doesn't have any spare money.
Ginny will go to school next year, so she can't use second-hand goods like me."
Compared to Malfoy, who was bleeding tens of thousands at once, Weasley couldn't even spend a few galleons to buy a new wand.
No wonder they are considered a shame by some purists.
Vincent comforted him, "The fact that you can do this with an inappropriate wand proves that you are actually no worse than others."
"Very well, Mr. Potter!"
"Well - you have to be more confident."
"Oh, Mr. Longbottom is very nice too!"
"Ron, you have to find a way to save money for a wand."