This Hogwarts is not normal

Vincent and Snape were like the opposite of a mirror.

A positive image, deeply trusted by students.

One is full of negative energy, and he doesn't even want to get close.

"The Greenglass family?"

"Old Malfoy's back road?"

The two who spoke almost at the same time stopped making a sound.

All guessed right.

Hogwarts is brightly lit at night.

They got off the carriage at the same time and walked up the steps at the same time, and the speed was the same.

Vincent felt that Snape was a professor after all, so it was better to save face.

Snape thought that Vincent was young, so there was no need to argue too much with him.

With a sound of "咻", their figures flashed quickly.

Very convincing.

When they returned to the auditorium on the first floor of the castle, both of them turned their backs with contemptuous eyes.

One went upstairs and one went downstairs.

They are all in a good mood.

Vincent was so excited that he almost jumped up to the ceiling of the activity room just to see the list that Hermione made.

Just when he opened the suitcase and wanted to take a sneak peek...

"What did you say!?"

If he didn't react quickly enough, his fingers would definitely be caught.

"Brother, calm down first." Fred and George turned to look around.

The same goes for Rove and Cedric.

Vincent lowered his voice, "No, how could you be encouraged by them?"

Hermione pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at him.

"Ahem—Principal Black is the principal after all..."

This explanation is weak.

Even he didn't quite believe it, "Okay, you should have put things back in place?"

"Mr. Wayne, in your words, please trust our profession."

"It's quite professional."

When the students around her didn't dare to pay any more attention, Hermione spoke very quietly about the memories she saw during the day.

"Can you be a little louder?"

"Shh—you can hear it any louder."

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Snape opened the office door in a good mood, and was stunned for three seconds.

He backed out, closed the door and waited a few minutes before opening it.

Excellent!What a thief!

The top poison that was about to be prepared by the workbench was gone, as was the venom of the basilisk and acromantula.

The most hateful thing is to leave a crucible, but the potion in it has disappeared, which is obviously disgusting.

With a green face, Snape tremblingly stretched out his hand towards the wooden cabinet.

Although it has been pried open, what if you can't see what's inside?

Delightful!

10 ounces dragon's blood gone;

A small bag of poisonous tentacle seeds is gone;

The 6 Mandrakes that are about to mature are gone;

A great bundle of unicorn tail hairs is gone;

More than a dozen cans of selected white fresh powder are gone...

In addition, there are some compound decoctions, shrinking potions, euphoria potions, universal antidote and so on.

Snape turned and put the lunch box away, then grinned widely.

Gone,

all gone

Everything worth more than 10 galleons is gone!

All that's left are the ubiquitous potion ingredients like small beetle eyes and Flobber caterpillar slime.

Well?

The Pensieve was not taken?

Memories encapsulated in a dozen vials, too?

His intuition told him that the mastermind of this incident was Vincent who just "encountered a good thing".

If the little bastard I ran into just now was not a smoke bomb, then the memory should not have been read by anyone.

No, there's Granger too!

The little bastard is the last one, and this little witch is the second last one.

The placement seems to be exactly the same, and the finishing work has been done quite well.

"Ho - ho ho ho -" the sneer became smaller and smaller.

Snape, who was extremely depressed, closed the wooden cabinet, and stepped on the stairs as if there was a cold air spreading.

third floor,

Fourth floor.

Neville, who was sitting near the door of the activity room, immediately shrank his neck.

"I have a very bad feeling."

James and Alfred looked at the position guarded by the four "protectors".

Neither training nor supervising is lazy, and the good-natured ones will not come to make trouble.

"A generous gift—"

Before the word "crab" was out of the mouth, Snape walked in directly.

Neville nearly slipped under the seat as he passed by.

James and Alfred are better, but they also held their breath the whole time until his back reached a safe distance.

"Snape later became a double-faced undercover agent, but that person was dishonest and never let Lily go..."

Hermione stuck to Vincent's ear, totally unaware of the crisis coming.

"Cough-cough-"

"And then it's gone, and I think anyone who's ever had that kind of experience will probably become—"

"Cough cough!"

She froze for a moment when she turned her head.

You can't hide the look in your eyes that wants to kill someone.

Although that gloomy face has not yet reached this level, it is still infinitely close.

"What's wrong?" Vincent raised his head, just in time to meet a pair of cold black eyes.

Why come at him, he hasn't read those memories.

"Good evening, Professor Snape."

After a very natural greeting, Snape reached out and pushed Fred and George away with stiff expressions.

"Wayne, tell me your itinerary for today."

Vincent glanced at Daphne who was sitting with Qiu, and then looked back at Hermione beside her who dared not raise her little head.

People have to be protected, and things have to be carried.

"Wake up at 7 in the morning, finish breakfast at 7:8, and leave the castle with Professor Dumbledore at [-]..."

Snape's eyes became more and more unkind.

Be a hero, right?

"There is no need to speak out about the hearing, I want to hear it later."

Vincent looked straight into his eyes, "Professor Snape, this involves the privacy of many people, are you sure you want me to speak out?"

"determine."

"After the hearing, I saw Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy, and they invited you to their manor to catch up."

"Wayne!"

"Professor Snape, I think you are really reminiscing about the old days, and definitely not discussing anything."

"Shut up, Wayne!" Snape bent down almost to his face, "My office was burglarized, and I suspect you did it."

Vincent kept his expression and posture, "Professor, do you need to search?"

It's nice to get stripped naked, but it's just going back to the old days, back to the days when Snotluck was still there.

Snape looked down and fixed on the mithril suitcase.

"Open it."

Alchemists always have weird defenses.

Hide what you want to hide, confuse what you want to confuse.

After Vincent opened it, he reached out and touched several small bottles.

unambiguous evidence!

He wanted to report to Dumbledore overnight to drive all these little bastards out of Hogwarts.

Vincent on the opposite side remained calm.

The mithril box has a total of two spaces for casting the traceless stretching spell.

One is a small space for gun blades and magic books,

One is a large space for personal potions and common items such as Galleons.

And as early as when it was opened just now, the small space was completely locked.

The magic circuit was invented by Nicole Flamel. It is a new type of alchemy that no one else can use except him and Vincent.

Even if Dumbledore came, he could only discover the existence of a small space at most.

Want to crack?

Let's learn from the two of you first~

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