This Hogwarts is not normal

Two days later,

January 1, Haneda International Airport.

A burgundy GT-R parked in front of the terminal.

Lin Yin in the driver's seat handed over a small black notebook to the staff.

He opened it and looked at it seriously, and he returned the pass.

"This way please, Miss Jingu."

With one foot on the accelerator, the car drove directly to the airport runway.

Vincent, the co-pilot, could understand Meihui's concern.

In the Muggle society, the Jingu family didn't talk about calling the wind and calling the rain, they were also the handful on the tip of the pyramid.

Let them continue to develop, and sooner or later they will become giants in the magic world.

"Linyin, are you interested in becoming the Minister of Magic?"

Hermione in the back seat pricked up her ears, and her small body leaned forward slightly.

"This position is so troublesome that I'm not interested."

"Yeah, it's really troublesome."

Linyin stepped on the brakes and stopped in front of her private plane.

She stretched out her hand to open the car door, and suddenly shut it again,

"By the way, what was your magic that blew up the yacht that day?"

Vincent glanced at the backseat.

Needless to say, Hermione, Daphne is also like a curious baby.

Takuma did not release the inspection report of the wreck to the public, and only the Ministry of Magic and a very small number of people knew about the black magic.

There are even fewer contacts with him.

"Blasting Curse."

No hiding.

Lin Yin opened the car door again after a brief surprise.

Hermione in the back seat let go of her tightly clenched hands, and Daphne next to her was not surprised at all.

The Greengrass family does not reject black magic, not to mention the "blessing of life" that solves the blood curse, which is essentially a taboo black magic.

Vincent got out of the car and opened the door for them, then went to the trunk to pick up his suitcase.

Hermione shook her head and got out of the car with Daphne.

They both carry their own luggage.

Daphne approached her and whispered a few words.

Six Toyota Century drove in successively at this time.

"It turns out that there are more than just disadvantages..."

Hermione, who was whispering softly, returned to normal, and looked at Vincent who was talking with Linyin.

"Do you still remember the voodoo on the yacht last summer—the vampire?"

"Then you found him?"

Vincent lowered his voice, "He was the one who contacted you before."

Lin Yin had countless doubts at this moment.

Why are you connected with the voodoo party?

Who is that vampire?

Did Dumbledore know?

"He'll get in touch with you again."

Vincent turned his head and met Hermione's big, guilt-ridden eyes.

If you can have this kind of performance, you probably don't mind anymore.

If things go smoothly in the future, Linyin should be able to replace Jun Yan as the head of the Jingu family after graduation.

Find an appropriate time to reveal a little bit to the Greengrass family.

Then confirm the attitude of Vader and the Rozier family, that can be regarded as having their own power.

Moreover, the Owl Court has great potential, and new blood will be added every year.

Completely breaking the "International Act of Wizarding Secrecy" is finally no longer an unattainable dream.

Seeing the smiling Dumbledore getting out of the car, Vincent's good mood disappeared instantly.

With such a big boss around, even if he really becomes the third Dark Lord in the future, if he doesn't abide by some rules, he will be kicked out.

Grindelwald is still alive, at worst, go to Nurmengard to avoid the limelight.

"What the hell are you planning?"

He looked down at Hermione, smiling without saying a word.

After confirming the eyes, someone is going to be counted.

She first prayed for the victim in her heart for three seconds, then stepped forward to say goodbye to Linyin.

Although their relationship was tense at first, they are now friends.

So is Daphne.

"Mr. Jingu, it's getting late." Dumbledore looked over feelingly.

Vincent didn't even pretend, it was obvious that he was trying to trick him.

Junyan followed his gaze, "Your Excellency, we will send you to the plane again."

Dumbledore suddenly looked at him with a strange look, "You're welcome."

Because those big eyes were also aimed at him.

"I haven't taken Muggle transportation for many years, Mr. Jingu, I will cherish this short precious time."

"Thank you for your kindness." Jun Yan looked back with some doubts.

Unfortunately, only Vincent's back can be seen.

Dumbledore smiled at her as he passed Linyin.

If you guess correctly, this is one of the team members of the third Dark Lord.

He originally planned to sit at the back, but unfortunately there were already people there.

Both Kenny and Jennifer sat obediently.

Young is so good.

Not only are the young couple well-behaved, James, who dares to drink cocktails when he comes, is also like a good baby.

Miss Linyin's private plane first landed in New York, and after a simple American fast food near the airport, she flew directly to Heathrow Airport in London.

Dumbledore in white is very popular.

Especially for kids.

"Sir, are you Gandalf?"

Vincent blushed.

If the long white beard hadn't been tied up, they couldn't be said to be the same person, they could only be said to be exactly the same.

"Shh - The Lord of the Rings is lost in Middle-earth, and I'm going to fly to find it now."

Several children were gossiping in low voices.

Dumbledore gave Vincent a playful wink before answering their questions patiently.

After satisfying the children's curiosity, it's time to board the plane.

"Professor, we are going to find the Lord of the Rings."

"Let's go, hope to find it soon."

Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Vincent's curiosity was aroused.

"Professor, is the Lord of the Rings real?"

"In a sense, but it can only control one person, and it can't completely control it."

"Tom?"

Dumbledore, who smiled without saying a word, walked up the escalator of the plane.

"Wayne, are you here to say goodbye to me?" Kenny raised his big face slightly.

Vincent stopped, "I hope you can travel to England next time, Jennifer."

"Hey! Do you want more snake wood?"

He waved his hands with his back to the two, and strode up the hanging ladder.

"Cut!" Kenny turned around while muttering,

"Jennifer, let's go to France for the summer vacation."

"Eh? Is this okay?"

"What's wrong."

Vincent went straight to the rearmost position.

Hermione and Daphne sat right in front of them.

The heads of both of them were about to turn away, and they never overheard a word.

The places for entertainment and leisure are all behind the door between them, and the 7 people in front have completely given up.

Not long after takeoff, Vincent stood up suddenly.

He stretched himself, then opened the door and walked into the entertainment area.

The headmaster was sitting next to him, and he was no longer at the level of a social cow.

This is social terror, social terrorists.

"Professor—" Hermione poked her head out of the aisle timidly,

"Can we go in too?"

"of course can."

It seems that there will be one more soon.

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