At dinner time, Draco came with an unpretentious look on his face.
He came up to Ron with a high profile, and when he opened his mouth, he said words such as "pig brain" and "idiot".
"You're a coward, Malfoy!"
"Being with idiots makes you stupid."
Draco bowed slightly and leaned his face towards Harry, "Potter, I know you don't agree with my approach, but victory must be achieved by any means necessary."
Harry's face turned ugly, "Malfoy, there is no glory in a victory achieved through despicable means."
Draco was not surprised by this performance.
He was very patient, it was only two weeks.
"Potter, think about it seriously, Wayne never came twice."
Although it is low-level to sow discord, it is more practical than anything else.
"He is a selfish person who won't even give you advice."
"Go away, Malfoy!" Harry suddenly slammed the table and stood up to face him.
"How do you know Vincent didn't do this?
You planned to divide us from the beginning!"
Ron, suddenly enlightened, slapped the table harder, "You are a complete villain, Malfoy!"
Draco looked at an empty seat nearby and raised his head high as if full of confidence.
"Weasley, you should hide like Wayne."
He met Harry's angry eyes casually and said, "Don't blame me, Potter.
Gryffindor is not for you."
Without thinking, Harry swatted away his outstretched right hand.
"Malfoy, I will never agree with you, ever!"
Vincent pushed open the door of the auditorium and heard this roar.
Draco, whose face was turning slightly red, stared blankly at the boy in front of him who was on the same level as him.
Who is Harry Potter?
The savior of the wizarding world?
"Potter, it turns out I was wrong." He squeezed his right hand, "You are just like these people."
"Go away, Malfoy!"
Ron glared at him, "Harry is not your kind, never will be!"
Vincent walked over step by step.
Draco suddenly shook and laughed as if he was greatly stimulated.
His sad, angry and lost look was inexplicably aggrieved.
"Potter, you will definitely regret your choice today."
Master Malfoy, who had been pampered since childhood and loved by thousands of people, is gone.
When he passed Vincent, it was as if he hadn't seen him at all.
"What did Malfoy do?"
"To mock us."
Vincent sat calmly and tapped the empty plate in front of him, "I thought he was being bullied."
Neville thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "As long as someone goes against his will, he will probably regard it as bullying."
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"Spoiled child."
Vincent, who was enjoying his lunch quietly, could already foresee a bloody storm.
With all Slytherin's tricks, Gryffindor will be ruined sooner or later.
But he didn't panic at all.
As long as the walking academy points are still there, no matter how bad you are, you can get them back in one go.
Although Hermione also knew it, her mentality was not so good.
As soon as Vincent finished wiping his mouth, she couldn't wait to come over.
"I am a person who pays great attention to dining etiquette."
"That's why I came here now."
He stood up slowly and said, "You have changed. You wouldn't be like this before."
Hermione rolled her eyes at him, "Mr. Wayne, you seem very proud?"
"A little bit."
Vincent saw her lifting her little feet and quickly strode towards the castle gate.
"Miss Granger, you should know the real reason for the opposition between Gryffindor and Slytherin."
"Values?"
"That's right."
Hermione, who followed him out of the castle, lowered her head, "I have to admit, they are actually right at some point."
"Don't let impulse cloud your judgment."
Vincent looked towards the Forbidden Forest in the distance and suddenly stopped and sat on the grass.
"Remember the house points for walking?"
"I'm not as brave as you." Hermione sat down a little further away.
"Okay, you are responsible for adding points in class, and they are responsible for subtracting points in various ways."
"how about you?"
"Learn a few practical little magic spells secretly." Vincent winked at her.
Hermione, who was quite speechless, hugged her knees and leaned blankly towards the endless Forbidden Forest in the distance.
Quirrell was injured like this last night, probably because he couldn't find any magical creature that could help him.
"If you don't call me, I will be very angry."
Vincent turned his head in surprise, "Don't you disagree with what I, a thug, do?"
"Hmph -" Hermione got up and went back to the castle.
Before it turned completely dark, he went back after stretching.
Want to be a unicorn?
He was still thinking about the back of his head.
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After spending a peaceful Monday, Gryffindor and Slytherin finally took Charms class together.
Draco's blatant provocation made the little lions almost widen their eyes.
In this battle, I am afraid that as soon as Flitwick announces that get out of class is over, the two sides will start fighting on the spot.
Vincent, who was concentrating all his attention, didn't pay attention to the little disturbance in the outside world.
Even if there is a real fight, it will not affect him.
"Who can tell me the most basic conditions for releasing the curse?"
Hermione raised her hand.
"Oh, why is it Da Banya again~"
Before Flitwick could say anything, Draco started taunting him in a weird way.
He didn't care about the eyes on the podium at all, "Can so many of you just watch Granger shine?
Where's Potter? Where's Weasley?
Why haven’t you raised your hands even once?”
As soon as Vincent picked up the wand, intending to experience the difficulty of the silent spell, he was given a sarcastic comment.
"Wayne, do you want to perform a trick for everyone in class?"
Draco drawled his signature long tail and said, "My father knows a lot of circus leaders. Do you want me to introduce them to you?"
Vincent shrugged helplessly at the podium, "Professor, Malfoy has influenced me."
Flitwick sighed quietly.
This Slytherin clearly wants to die with Gryffindor.
"Mr. Malfoy, because you have seriously affected the students, Slytherin will be deducted 10 points for this."
Draco was not annoyed at all, "Professor, where is Wayne?
He secretly picked up the wand, maybe he wanted to use magic to disrupt the class!"
Flitwick turned to look at Vincent, "Mr. Wayne, do you have anything to say?"
"My wand is a little dirty, Professor."
He turned his gaze to Draco, who looked unhappy, "Then the stain should really be cleaned up in time."
Draco, who had a sullen face, seemed a little disapproving.
Vincent is too calm and is not a player who can be tricked easily.
But what about other impulsive Gryffindors?
"Alas, you can only rely on Wayne and Granger to score points..."
Although the tone was melancholy, it was clearly mocking the 120 points deducted the day before yesterday.
The furious little lions clenched their fists hard.
Flitwick on the podium raised his little head with emotion and focused his attention on the ceiling.
After decades of teaching career, he is probably used to it.