This Hogwarts is not normal

Fame, status, background, ability, all can affect a person.

After being reminded by Daphne, Hermione began to realize the difficulty of realizing her dream.

If you are lucky, depending on your personal ability, you may spend 20 years in the Ministry of Magic, and you will be eligible to run for the Minister as you wish.

But if you want to be elected successfully, it is not about luck.

Even if a pure-blood family has no privileges, relying on ability alone is still very difficult.

"Obviously he is the most hopeful, why did you let me..."

Daphne can see a lot from the tangle on her little face.

There is joy, gratitude, low self-esteem, drive, and many, many more.

"I don't think Vincent is the kind of person who is willing to be bound by the rules."

All the complex emotions on Hermione's face disappeared instantly, "He is a realist among idealists, and he always has a way to accomplish things that seem impossible."

Professor of Calculation Defense Against the Dark Arts;

Face Voldemort attached to Quirrell;

Attract the attention of Snape, the ex-Death Eater;

Tackle two soon-to-cause hurricanes in the Pacific Ocean;

Learn extremely difficult silent spells and cast spells without wands;

Resist the thousand-year-old basilisk that came out of the secret room;

Defeat Voldemort's Horcruxes with Snape;

Established a company to sell Gwent brand to the outside world;

Get to know a large number of unattainable figures in the magic world...

Taken out one by one, these are all things that can be boasted.

However, Vincent never flaunted anything, giving her the same feeling as when she first entered school last year.

"Daphne, he will definitely not let that young lady use him for nothing."

"Well, she and her family will definitely pay the price."

The intuition of the two little witches is very accurate.

The burgundy GT-R parked in front of a simple and elegant mansion, and Vincent inside gently opened the car door.

The mansion is a Japanese-style building full of age, with a couple in kimono standing in front of the open wooden gate.

Behind the door are two rows of servants with bowed heads and rather monotonous kimonos.

"Vincent, welcome!" The middle-aged man's English was a bit broken,

"I'm Rinne's father, Jingu Junyan."

He is thin and tall, with a very refined temperament.

"Uncle Jun Yan, hello." Vincent stood where he was.

Perhaps because of his close contact with Snape, he always felt that Linyin's father must be very shrewd.

A man who can control such a large family and business empire must be hiding a lot of secrets behind the scenes.

"Bah—" the brakes sounded.

Five Toyota Century stopped successively.

Junyan raised his smile again, "Vincent, are you satisfied with Uncle's arrangement?"

Vincent nodded cooperatively, "Very satisfied, it would be better if we could keep a low profile."

Junyan looked calm, as if he was waiting for the children to arrive.

"Oh—I haven't introduced Linyin's mother yet!" He suddenly patted his forehead.

"Honey, why don't you let me talk." Her English is very fluent,

"Nice to meet, Vincent, I'm Rinne's mother, Meiko Jingu."

"Hello, Aunt Meiko." Vincent's attitude was the same as before.

Not long after the awkward atmosphere, Changji brought the children over.

Cedric and Rove were particularly well-behaved, as were Cho and Marietta.

Both Hermione and Daphne were a little wary, the difference was only in degree.

James has a big heart, looking wantonly at the mansion in front of him.

Neville timidly hid behind Alfred.

"Uncle Junyan, Auntie Meizi, my classmates didn't have much rest just now, why don't we go in first."

Anti-customer main?

Linyin stepped forward as a matter of course, "My lord, my lord, they must be very tired after coming so far."

"Ah—it was my negligence!" Jun Yan apologized and turned sideways,

"Please come in, don't be polite to uncle, just treat this place as your own home."

Meizi next to him also turned sideways, "Children, dinner is almost ready, can you rest later?"

Cedric and Rovnana nodded.

Vincent walked in the front, next to Lin Yin who seemed a little nervous.

Chang Ji didn't enter the door, but ordered the servants to carry the luggage.

When he touched the mithril suitcase, his face became more and more serious.

If you don't touch it with your own hands, no one will know its extraordinary value.

do not worry?Still confident?

Or both?

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Behind the gate of the mansion is a small courtyard, with lawns on both sides of the cobblestone road, and a stream in the distance can be vaguely seen.

In front of the house, a large area of ​​precious plants is planted.

The most conspicuous thing is a row of cherry trees in full bloom.

If it weren't for trusting the security of the Hogwarts Express, Hermione really doubted whether the Jingu family had investigated some more private ones.

Qiu and Marietta didn't think too much, they were both attracted by the blooming cherry blossoms.

Meizi noticed their eyes,

"Miss, why don't we go over there first."

"Is it really possible?"

"of course can."

The two little witches and Gu Gu followed her happily.

Daphne was a little eager to move, but she didn't follow in the end.

It's not that I don't want to, but that the situation doesn't allow it.

Before the Jingu family's purpose is fully understood, any move to let go of guard is stupid.

This place where even the servants have the aura of mana is not something ordinary self-confidence and strength can handle.

The house of the Jingu family is made of cherry wood.

It has protective magic, so it has not left any trace of time for hundreds of years.

Four servants stood on both sides of the door and bowed at 90 degrees.

Junyan stopped with a smile on his face, "Vincent, you look in good spirits, have you had a good rest?"

"Thanks to Linyin and uncle's kindness, I'm used to sleeping very well."

"That's good." He turned around stiffly.

Lin Yin following behind had a complicated expression.

She knew that the calmer Vincent behaved, the less his father dared to think about it.

But there is a bottom line.

"Linyin, I have something to do, please entertain the guests first."

"Yes, my father."

Jun Yan at the entrance of the corridor gradually faded away.

"So impatient?" Vincent bent down to untie his shoelaces.

Do as the Romans do, take off your shoes before entering the house.

"You made my father nervous." Rinne unzipped his boots, stepped on white socks and walked to a shoji door.

She put her hand on the edge of the wooden door frame and pulled it away, "I was really afraid that you two would fight just now."

"Will not."

Inside the door is a small meeting room.

Lin Yin turned her head and took a deep look, then walked in without saying a word.

Vincent put the shoes on the rack outside.

When Cedric and the others did so, they all thought of Fred and George in unison.

If these two took off their shoes, it would be a terrifying biochemical attack.

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