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Chapter 63 The Gryffindor Massacre

All day long, the twins were in a depressed mood.

Especially after curfew time, my heart becomes more tormented every second that passes.

"Good evening~" Vincent just came to the common room and found that they all had sad faces.

"unhappy?"

"Very unhappy."

He couldn't prove to the two of them what the real Hermione looked like.

"Come on, let's smile~"

"puff--"

The twins were still amused by the faces he made.

"Anyway, you'll be in charge of her. Let's just have some midnight snacks and go back."

Fred nodded in agreement with George's point of view, "Brother, you have been working hard recently."

"Crunch——"

Vincent, who was about to refuse, looked towards the girls' dormitory.

Hermione opened the door and walked out gracefully. She was still wearing a set of sportswear suitable for running today.

"Tsk, tsk~" George looked at her, "Is Miss Granger so worried about our level?"

Fred combed his short red hair with his hands, "When it comes to night tours, we are all professionals!"

"Pfft-" Hermione quickly pursed her lips.

The twins cast doubtful glances at Vincent.

This little guy seems to have really changed.

"Where to go first?"

"Ravenclaw Dormitory."

The corners of his eyes twitched, "Please, why do you always think about going there?"

"The questions asked by the knocker on their dormitory door are quite interesting."

Hermione walked towards the large exit hole, "I won't take you too much time."

Fred and George both quietly gave Vincent a thumbs up.

What kind of method can transform a top student who was only good at studying into what he is now?

Looking at the word "submit" written in capital letters on their faces, Vincent followed her calmly.

"I told you, she is actually a true Gryffindor."

"We all admire your vision."

Hermione suddenly looked back and said, "I can hear it."

George stepped forward and smiled, "I admit that I misunderstood you before."

Fred also walked forward and said pitifully with his big round eyes: "Will you forgive us?"

"Actually, I'm not angry with you."

She now finally understood why Vincent was so optimistic.

With these two living treasures here, no matter how angry you are, you will be laughed at.

While Hermione was answering the eagle knocker question, the twins pulled Vincent to a small corner nearby.

"I heard Malfoy provoked you today?"

"Yes, his goal is our academy points."

George patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, we won't let him have this opportunity."

"Actually, you don't have to do anything..."

Vincent stated his plan.

The stunned twins didn't expect that he was already thinking about the future.

"Are you really going to sit back and do nothing?"

"Everyone needs to grow, and I am no exception."

At this moment, both of them noticed something on Vincent's face.

He had an ambition that was very similar to Slytherin, and he showed it openly like this.

"Brother, you're not plotting against us, are you?"

"Yes, I'm very scared."

Vincent laughed conspiratorially, "Since you have seen through it, I have no other choice."

He approached the two of them and said, "I will be very gentle."

The twins stuck out their tongues at the same time.

"It's so scary~ Mr. President Wayne~"

Disturbed by three bursts of laughter, Hermione closed the dormitory door.

"Boys, could you please lower your voices?"

"No, someone wants to kill someone and silence them~"

The twins hurriedly hid behind her.

Vincent stood still, "This is how we usually pass the time."

"Oh." Hermione opened her hands wide, "As long as I'm here, you can't bully them."

"Too stiff."

"The expression is not vivid enough."

"Still more work needs to be done."

She stepped aside slightly, "Have you always been like this?"

Vincent walked over with a big fist in his hand, "Fred and George's academic performance is quite good.

Play is play, study is study, we can all distinguish between it.”

Hermione, who lowered her head to reflect, soon smiled.

"Vincent, you are serious!"

"Don't you always have to take private lessons?"

"Wait a minute, the safety measures haven't been taken yet!"

Vincent, who was carrying George, suddenly stopped.

"Hermione, can you turn into a blanket?"

"no problem."

Under Fred's sympathetic eyes, George fell hard.

"Um - can I drop the class?"

"Sorry, I'm also a professional."

Vincent rushed towards him.

Hermione squatted down with a bright smile.

She knew what these three were doing,

They also knew she knew what they were doing.

This smile from the heart may be the most real side.





Potions class on Friday.

Without anyone from Slytherin taking action, Snape made the first move.

"Longbottom, how long has it been since your robes were washed?

If it affects students in class, 5 points will be deducted from Gryffindor."

His eyes drifted to Harry and said, "Potter, you failed last week's paper. Please rewrite it for me."

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Almost all Gryffindor students were scolded for ignoring Vincent and Hermione.

This kind of clear distinction will probably continue for a long, long time.

"40 points, how dare he deduct 40 points from us in one class!"

Seamus, who had almost exploded the crucible just now, opened his mouth and tore off a large piece of mutton leg meat.

The look of him chewing ferociously made Harry, who had been deducted 15 points, feel frightened.

The two of them were assigned to a group.

"He's just a psycho!" Ron, who was deducted 5 points, was also very upset.

Even if two people answered the questions correctly every time, Gryffindor could not get even one point.

Draco took the lead in causing trouble in other classes,

In Potions class, Snape unreasonably deducted points again.

This is a terrible tragedy.

"Where are Harry and Ron?"

"They went outside the castle after class."

Vincent's eyes were a little wandering.

No matter how dirty Slytherin's methods are, they are definitely not as clever as Dumbledore.

But if Harry doesn't go to the fourth floor, how will this game go?

Feeling a little depressed, he returned to the common room after finishing his meal.

After beating the sandbag a few times, he decided to go into that room tomorrow.

He had a hunch that Quirrell would not give up the good opportunity tomorrow.

But before that, he had to participate in the Quidditch trials.

Since Wood made the rules clear last time, he hasn't practiced once.

"So busy..."

With a heavy punch, the thick iron chain fell from the ceiling again.

This scene was caught by Hermione who just came in.

"What's bothering you, Vincent?"

He didn't pick up the sandbags, he just sat on the marble floor.

"Why do you think Professor Dumbledore deliberately said there was danger on the fourth floor?"

"It's indeed suspicious." She walked over and helped up the sandbag, "Maybe he is luring you bad students into taking the bait?"

"Please note that you are one of them."






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