Hogwarts: I Can Still Learn

"Oh! The train is red!"

"cool!"

After the twins got up from the ground, their attention was immediately drawn to the Hogwarts Express.

"Why don't you go up and take a look?"

"Just one look."

The two exchanged a "you know" look, and then began to quietly leave their father's sight.

"After my observation, the gasoline poured into the car seems to be flowing into these four cylinders..."

Mr. Weasley rattled off his speculations about the role of internal combustion engines.

"Oh! Sorry, Mr. Weasley, Fred and George are missing. I have to look for them." Vincent interrupted him mercilessly.

"Oh!" Mr. Weasley looked around and didn't see his twin sons.

"Then go ahead..." His voice was full of disappointment, but it didn't sound like it was because his son was lost, but because Vincent was leaving.

"..." It's your son who's missing, not mine!

Vincent dove into the crowd and got on the train in the chaos.

Of course he knew that Fred and George had boarded the train. Those two guys were very smart, how could they get lost so easily.

So his excuse to sneak out was just because... he didn't want to explain to Mr. Weasley what an internal combustion engine was...

If this thing is revealed, he won't be able to go home for a minute tonight...

Then...The Burrow Garage welcomes you...

Most of the people on the Hogwarts Express were young wizards, but there weren't as many people on the platform.

There is definitely no need to find Fred George, but come on, you are here, why not take a look around...

Vincent walked a few steps in the corridor of the train and found that although it was not yet time to set off, most of the carriages were occupied.

As he watched, a familiar figure appeared in Vincent's field of vision...

It's Professor Bloch!

Why is he here?

The tall man wore a brown bowler hat on his head and a fitted windbreaker. He was completely different from the black robe he wore on that day in Knockturn Alley.

If it weren't for his scarred face, Vincent wouldn't have been able to recognize him.

Bloch was walking quickly through the corridor, heading straight for the carriage at the rear of the train.

Not all students at Hogwarts will go home for Christmas, so not all students need to take the Hogwarts Express back to school.

So since the carriages in front are occupied, there is a high probability that there are fewer people in the carriages at the rear.

Professor Bloch probably went to Knockturn Alley to pick up the goods this morning. That's why he didn't arrive at Hogwarts in advance, so he had to take the train with the little wizards.

But he could obviously use Apparition to get to Hogsmeade first, and then walk to school...

"Hey! Vincent, I knew you'd be on it too!"

Fred's voice woke Vincent from his thoughts.

"How's it going? Have you seen the faceless man?" George put his hand on his shoulder, "Oh! Fred, he's in front!"

He let go of the confused Vincent and pulled Fred to follow him.

"Professor Bloch?" Vincent followed their line of sight. Over there, Bloch was looking for an empty carriage.

"Why are you following him?" He frowned.

These two guys must be wondering what Bloch wants the potion for...

"Oh, this...just explain it to him." Fred said to George, but kept his eyes on Professor Bloch not far away.

"Well... here's the thing." George said, "We saw a witch pushing a cart selling snacks a few trains ahead. I thought she must be 30 years old, but Fred said she was 20. How old, and then we both made a bet. Then we flipped a coin to decide who would ask her..."

"...Get to the point!" Vincent interrupted him mercilessly.

"Ahem... our gold galleons accidentally fell on the faceless man's hat..." George said embarrassedly.

"..."

Your skills are really good...

Vincent glanced at Professor Bloch's head from a distance. The bowler hat happened to be a little concave in the middle. It was difficult to find a gold Galleons hidden there.

It is precisely because of the shape of the hat that no matter how much Professor Bloch moves, the gold galleons just won't fall off...

"...You guys have nothing to do with flipping a coin. Isn't it fun to guess the game!" Vincent couldn't help but complain, and then felt that something was wrong, "No, are you that boring?"

"Hey, now is not the time to talk about this." Fred said, "We have to think about how to take down the gold galleons!"

"It's just a coin..." Before Vincent could finish speaking, he was interrupted by two people again.

"Vincent, what you said is wrong! That's a golden galleon!"

"It wouldn't matter if it was a Nat or a Silver Siko, but that's a Gold Galleon!"

"One gold galleons, but seventeen silver Sickles! 490 three Nats! One ounce of dragon's liver! Eight and a half spoonfuls of floo powder! 98 copies of the Daily Prophet...ah, why do I know the price of newspapers? …”

"...In short, Vincent, your behavior of not treating money as money is despising!"

"Yes! On behalf of all the poor wizards in Britain, I spurn you!"

"...So why are you throwing gold Galleons?" Vincent said.

"Because we only have gold Galleons!" x2

"..."

Look!How righteous and confident!

I also spit on you on behalf of all the poor wizards in Britain!

"Oh! He's about to enter the carriage!" Fred suddenly pointed in the direction of Professor Bloch and said.

I saw him opening the door of a carriage and pushing the luggage in.

"Oh! Vincent! My gold galleons! Think of a way!" George shook Vincent's arm vigorously.

"Okay, okay! I'll get it for you!" Vincent agreed helplessly.

He looked around to make sure there was no one else, then took out his wand and cast a body-disguise spell on himself, and his body immediately blended into the surrounding environment.

"The car is about to leave. You guys get out of the car and wait. I'll get down in a moment." He said, striding towards Professor Bloch's carriage.

Vincent squeezed into the carriage just as Professor Bloch was about to close the door.

Coins coins…

Vincent looked up at the hat.

Hiss——, can’t reach...

Sure enough, height is a flaw...

Fortunately, Bloch didn't plan to stand up to Hogwarts. After closing the door, he sat down.

Ah, that's enough now.

Vincent reached out and quietly picked up the gold Galleons and put it in his pocket.

He moved gently to ensure that the owner of the head would not notice.

Got it got it.

Okay, time to go.

The carriage was only so big. When Vincent turned around, he almost ran into the closed carriage door...

The Illusion Charm is just a blinding method. It can only make others invisible to you, but it does not mean that you can become incorporeal.

In other words, although Vincent cannot be seen by others, he still cannot pass through walls like a ghost...

So now there is a question - how is he going to get out...

Looking at the closed sliding door, Vincent fell into deep thought.

Just open the door and go out?

Hehe, do you think this faceless man will come down in one fell swoop...

I'm afraid he doesn't know there is someone here, right?

Oops -, I was careless...

Forget it, wait.Let's see if a little wizard comes and knocks on the door...

Then, 1 minute...5 minutes...10 minutes...

Facts have proven that no one will talk to you if you are ugly.

Looking at Bloch's face, Vincent felt a hint of despair, as if it said: 'Give up, no one will open the door! '

Waiting, waiting, finally...

"Smudged—"

The car is leaving!

Hey Hey hey!Let me get off the bus!I don't go to school!

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