This Hogwarts is not normal

If it was last year, Hermione would definitely not have these guesses.

But after witnessing Vincent's various performances with her own eyes, she had to admit that some wizards were indeed blessed by magic twice.

She doesn't think it's unfair, but she's still motivated.

Talent only means the difference in the starting line.

She believes that with her own efforts, she will be able to shorten this distance significantly, and finally catch up with them completely.

"Has Wayne always been like this?" Luna pointed to Vincent whose trajectory was like lightning in the sky.

"It's always been." Hermione hugged the notebook tightly, "Although I don't want to admit it, he is indeed our best student."

The pride on her face seemed to come from the heart.

"Wayne feels very special to me." Luna's tone was very flat, as if explaining the facts, "It's hard for me to describe the feeling of unconsciously wanting to pay attention to him."

Ginny's eyes were full of surprises, and she looked at Vincent who was still able to do a job well under the attack of the twins.

According to the latest issue of The Complete Book of Broomsticks, Rogue Rabbit is the fastest broom in the wizarding world today.

Wood in front of the goal was very pleased.

If nothing else, this year's Gryffindor team will still beat the other three houses.

"Rest for 15 minutes first! Then we will train the team to cooperate!"

Fred and George landed hastily upon hearing this.

Tired for sure, the key is that Vincent is very stable, any interference from them ended in failure.

"Dude, you fly so fast, you should be a Seeker!"

"That's right! In this way, the Golden Snitch will be caught by you as soon as the game starts."

Vincent picked up a towel and wiped off the fine sweat on his face, "Really? Then I'll tell Wood now?"

The twins nodded solemnly.

"I'm just kidding." He folded the towel and put it away. "I really enjoyed scoring."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and then looked at the auditorium mysteriously.

"Did she forget?"

"very possible."

"Shall we prepare some surprises?"

"Exactly one more week."

Team training focuses on cooperation and awareness.

One against six, Vincent against six teammates.

The pressure multiplied, and he was more serious than ever.

The first time ended in failure, but the next week's training was a tie.

It's still the same position, and it's still the three girls.

Hermione's alchemy is progressing very quickly, and has reached the stage of dissolution.

Luna stopped hiding and sat next to her very naturally.

While watching them train, Ginny wrote and drew in her notebook.

As soon as the training was over, Fred and George went back quietly.

Vincent came to the auditorium, "Do you want to go outside?"

Hermione put away the notebook, "No, I want to get to the 'separation' step as soon as possible."

"This thing can't be rushed, you have to pay attention to the balance between work and rest." He walked towards the castle.

Human energy is limited, and she is not willing to widen the gap.

If it's just a day and a half, it won't have much impact.

The moment the three of them walked into the activity room, countless colorful fireworks exploded.

"Happy birthday, Miss Know-It-All~" George stood on a high platform piled up with tables.

Today is September 9, her 19th birthday.

Fred next to him nudged him, "Miss Know-It-All, she is Miss Granger!"

"That's right, it's all because the old bat often said that~"

Cedric puts a very gorgeous cape on her, and Rolf puts a miniature princess tiara on her.

Hermione, who was frozen in place, was pulled into the activity room by Ginny and Luna.

She rubbed her eyes, as if to confirm that the scene in front of her was not a hallucination.

All the Gryffindor second-year students came, and many senior students also came.

Lavender and Parvati, who shared her bedroom, held a cake in their hands.

The shape is very delicate, that is, the villain painted with chocolate is crooked, and there is no resemblance to her at all.

Vincent stepped forward, "If you hadn't gone back yesterday, we wouldn't have to wait until now."

Percy, less serious than usual, put a candle on the cake with a smile.

Thirteen is not an auspicious number.

The corners of Hermione's eyes were moist.

Before coming to Hogwarts, she didn't have a single real friend.

Except for her family, no one remembers her birthday anymore.

"Let's blow out the candles first." Lavender and Parvati, who held the cake in their hands, stepped forward.

She glanced at everyone in the activity room, then closed her eyes and made a long list of wishes.

Have their own, but also have theirs.

After the candle was blown out, fireworks exploded in an instant that were more splendid than before.

Hermione would never forget today, the day she had a big group of friends celebrating her birthday.

There were no discordant voices, and no unpleasant things happened.

She looked at Vincent who acted very naturally, "Thank you, thank you—"

Tears rolled down her cheeks, tears of happiness.

"I'll just say she'll be moved~" Fred and George took out more fireworks and lit them.

Under the colorful sparks, Hermione smiled happily with her tear-stained face.

It's the first time, but it won't be the last.

Her mind recalled what Vincent had just said on the court.

Be lazy and care about those around you.

The exquisitely shaped cake in front of you must have come from a pastry master.

"We asked your mother to make this yesterday." Vincent handed her a serrated cake knife,

"Don't blame us for making our own claims."

"Of course not." Hermione held the handle of the knife with both hands, "Did you draw this?"

"It's ugly for one person, isn't it?"

"No, it's beautiful!"

She carefully moved the knife horizontally, and separated the chocolate villain who was completely unlike her.

Cedric took out the parchment, Fred and George provided the wooden frame, Rove installed the glass, and Vincent conjured up delicate patterns.

Hermione hugged the frame tightly, "This is the most precious gift I've ever received."

"Not necessarily~" Fred and George stepped aside.

The beautifully dressed arena was almost filled with gift boxes of different sizes.

"I will cherish them well." She looked down at the photo frame in her arms.

The little person above looked more and more pleasing to the eye, more and more like herself.

"Okay, the time for sensationalism is over!" Vincent raised his wand high, "The party begins!"

After a "duplicate into a pair" spell, he had an extra cake in his hand that was exactly the same.

"Shet!" Before Percy could react, his big cheek was hit hard.

After wiping the cream off his eyes, he saw Fred and George smirk.

"Wow~ Isn't this our vice president~"

Percy, who was covered in white hair, roared angrily, and also used the Duplicating Charm to hold a cake in one hand.

"You guys are finished!"

The activity room became lively in an instant.

The flying buttercream touched Hermione's little face, but not the original cake.

She was not angry, and even called Vincent over, and put some cream on his face.

"You are revenge!"

"Today is my birthday."

"Okay, okay, wipe it on as you like."

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