This Hogwarts is not normal

Before you know it, October is here.

Victor had returned from Japan last week, and the shops in Diagon Alley had been rented out.

The location is at the entrance of South Street, facing the store of the wizard brand.

Although he didn't accept the bet, he still has the attitude he should have.

After Hermione celebrated her birthday, her whole person changed drastically.

First of all, in terms of dressing, he obviously no longer looks like a nerd.

Then she no longer just focused on studying, and occasionally chatted with her roommates.

The little girl's topics are quite naive, but she is very patient, and she will say a few opinions from time to time.

In the end, my temper improved a lot.

Although it is far from gentle.

And Fred and George seem to have found a new inspiration for pranks since they pasted Percy with cakes.

Members of the Black Swan Club have more or less been tricked by them.

Once or twice, they were caught red-handed by Snape.

They just finished confinement the day before yesterday, and they started looking for targets again just after class.

When Vincent is not researching the special guns provided by the Magic Council, he finds time every day to create a large furnace of iron-copper alloy.

When the decoration of the shop in Diagon Alley is completed, he plans to continue the previous method and sell a limited number of 100 card packs per day.

After production increases, readjust.

Unfortunately, the stock of the new version of Gwent is only [-].

The reason is that the quality is not good, so bad that it is completely invisible.

Percy took the blame, and there was no way not to.

But he didn't fill his pockets, he just wanted to provide more OEM opportunities for students.

Vincent knew that he was either "wrapping up" or that the Black Swan gang was playing tricks.

So he said a word:

"Goodwill will be misinterpreted as malice. People generally don't think about their own true value, but only think about how much wealth you create with his value."

If the requirements are high, you may not say anything, but if the requirements are low, there will be a comparison.

When everyone starts to play badly, Gwent will be completely destroyed.

Percy knew it all.

After this incident, he became stricter than the original regulations.

Maybe it was unintentional, maybe it was intentional.

Since then, Vincent has paid more attention to Percy.

"Betrayal" may not be possible, but it is really impossible to do some "little tricks".

The social death trio is still social death.

Draco hadn't dared to wander around alone since he was inexplicably locked in the boys' bathroom on Hermione's birthday.

He seems to be suffering from persecution hallucinations, and recently he doesn't even go to the Black Swan activity room.

Harry's situation is more serious than his.

Every time he passed the third floor, that eerie voice would appear.

But even including Ron, there are only a very small number of people who believe in him.

He had the misfortune of being caught by Filch after Quidditch practice in heavy rain the other day.

Fortunately, Nearly Headless Nick showed up just in time to save him from the punishment of sweeping muddy footprints in the hallway.

Afterwards, in order to repay this kindness, Harry decided to attend Nick's [-]th birthday party on Halloween.

Dumbledore has been very busy recently, not only disappearing occasionally for a day or two, but also turning a blind eye to Lockhart's new work.

Mermaid, Troll, Grindylow...

Although the second grade's reputation has collapsed, the other grades are faintly showing signs of recovery.

The classroom for the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class was on the north side of the castle, on the shore of the dark lake with no bottom to be seen.

The sophomores, who were in class on Monday, experienced yet another disaster.

Lockhart actually used the Detonating Charm, shouting the harmless giant squid out of the water.

"It actually has a name." Vincent looked towards the figure entangled in the big tentacles in the sky, "Remember, it's called Kraken, but I prefer to call it Cthulhu."

"Pfft—" Hermione quickly covered her mouth.

Under a dozen pairs of big eyes full of curiosity, Vincent raised his index finger in front of his mouth.

"It is 'One of the Old Ones', and its full name is 'Great Cthulhu'. It is also the sleeping god and the Lord of R'lyeh."

Seamus blinked his big round eyes curiously, "Then what abilities does it have?"

"Psycho, very powerful telepathy—"

Vincent rubbed his throat lightly, and made a deeper voice: "Human beings can't bear this kind of spiritual contact, and they tend to go crazy in an instant."

Harry and Ron looked up at Lockhart who kept shouting.

"Come on, it's itchy—

Ah ha ha ha - I can't take it -"

Justified and convincing.

"Really?" Seamus, who was blushing, seemed quite excited, "Then he has completely gone crazy?"

Vincent swore: "Nine out of ten."

Hermione rolled his eyes at him, "I think it's [-] percent."

With the certification of a god of learning and a master of learning, Lockhart's reputation fell to the bottom.

Rumor-making is cool for a while, and rumor-belief is even better.

Always make, always cool.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Kraken stuck out half of his head and put him back on the shore. The big tentacles waved goodbye to the students.

"It's so enthusiastic!" Lockhart's explanation was undoubtedly weak.

"Everyone go back, I have to go back and find a way to make it fit the course as soon as possible." He walked quickly towards the castle.

Draco, who thought he was sober, didn't believe what Vincent was talking about about Cthulhu.

But for Lockhart's crazy rumors, he unswervingly chose to believe it.

Among the various exaggerated versions of rumors that appeared at night, several of them were spread by him.

"Have you heard?"

"I heard that there was a student who drove Professor Lockhart crazy."

"Tch, your version is outdated."

"Is there a newer version?"

"That's right, Professor Lockhart actually offended Professor Dumbledore, so he sent several outstanding students to target him and force him to become what he is now."

There are many students talking about rumors in the auditorium, even the long table for staff is no exception.

McGonagall frowned and looked at the only empty seat, "Severus, did you see Gilderoy just now?"

"No." Snape sneered, "Perhaps he was teased by some little bastards, so I'm ashamed to come out to meet people."

"little bastard?"

"You know who it is."

"Severus, this is a very serious accusation." McGonagall looked at the Gryffindor table filled with joy,

"You didn't believe in this kind of rumor that was made out of nothing, did you?"

"It's not made out of nothing." Snape glanced at a certain instigator,

"Cthulhu is a Muggle writer in the United States, based on the setting of another writer's work published decades ago, a virtual character image created for the second time."

Dumbledore, who was eating dessert, was slightly surprised, "Severus, I didn't expect you to have seen Mr. Lovecraft's works."

A trace of sadness flashed in Snape's eyes, "It's true that Lockhart is a despicable person, but that doesn't deny that Wayne and the others are not the same people."

"Don't get them in the wrong order, Severus."

He withdrew his gaze and said nothing more.

If Lockhart hadn't done those unreliable things, he wouldn't have developed this soil suitable for rumors to take root.

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