This Hogwarts is not normal

After nearly 24 hours without sleep, Vincent went to bed when he returned to the dormitory.

The watch he took off showed that it was 7:[-] in the morning, which happened to be breakfast time.

3 hours later, it was dawn.

After 5 hours, got up.

The three roommates had already washed up, and it was the first time he slept so late.

"Old Wen, why did you go last night?"

"Aha—" Vincent yawned and put on his slippers,

"Anyway, I didn't hide under the covers and read comics."

James chased out of the dormitory with a red face,

"Old Wen, you must have sneaked out while we were asleep last night and done some shady things!"

"Yes." Vincent pushed him out of the bathroom,

"Wait until I wash my face, okay?"

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Neville and Alfred also came.

Judging from their expectant little eyes, they were definitely called over by the gossip James.

"It's nothing, just insomnia."

That's it?

Under James' stalking, Vincent didn't even reveal half a word.

There was nothing to do with him, so I had to change into my school uniform and go downstairs to have breakfast.

It was a little late, but the students from a dormitory in Slytherin came even later.

The oatmeal was almost bottomed out, and they rushed in when they were about to start the first class.

Vincent glanced, then continued to look back at the timetable in his hand.

Up to three classes overlap, that is, there will be three him at the same time.

I don't know if the Marauder's map can be displayed.

The first class of the new semester is divination, and the professor is Trelawney, who is sometimes ineffective in prophecy.

When he reached the foyer, Vincent glanced back at the Slytherin table, and met Draco's eyes full of anger.

"Pfft—" I couldn't help laughing.

Draco's eyes instantly turned cold, almost comparable to Snape's.

Vincent left behind with a stride away.

"It must be Wayne!" Crabbe swallowed the whole meal bag viciously.

Came quietly to their dormitory, cracked all the traps perfectly, and then filled the expensive velvet carpet with swamp that was sticky at the touch.

Only one student in the entire Hogwarts can do it.

Coincidentally, Draco happened to have a major feud with him.

"It's still a question?" Gore picked up the last meal bag, "But what can we do with him.

Wayne is an insidious kid, and he is also the biggest manager of the school. "

"The biggest fart!" Draco's pinky knuckles turning white as he pinched the milk glass,

"This bastard just took advantage of the loopholes and recruited seven temporary school managers to become the biggest!"

His little face was extremely ferocious, "When I become an adult, the castle will definitely not approve of such a despicable practice!"

Crabbe and Goyle swallowed their meal packs and grinned grinningly.

"Wayne's Gallon is about to go to waste~"

"It's so pitiful, I spent hundreds of thousands to be a school manager for 5 years~"

Draco drank the milk in one gulp, "This bastard will have his retribution sooner or later!"

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Vincent on the eighth floor of the castle walked through the corridor and came to the entrance of the north tower.

Going up the spiral staircase, a silver ladder suddenly fell from the opened ceiling trapdoor.

Climb up, and inside is the divination class classroom.

The place is not big, it looks like a small teahouse in an attic.

Twenty round tables are placed in the small space, surrounded by calico armchairs and bulging futons.

The curtains were drawn tightly, and all the lamps were covered with large crimson scarves, emitting a hazy red light.

A fire was burning brightly under the well-placed mantelpiece.

On top stood a large copper teapot, which gave off a disgustingly strong aroma.

The circular walls were filled with shelves filled with dirty quills, candle stubs, battered playing cards, countless crystal balls, and a great heap of teacups.

In the shadows where the red light cannot reach, the figure of Mohu can be vaguely seen.

Vincent twitched his lips and sat at the front round table.

Harry and Ron, who came late, stood obediently with other students, and did not dare to sit down like him.

When the voice discussing where the professor was, a soft and indistinct voice sounded from the shadow.

"Welcome, it's great to finally see you all in the physical world."

A human-shaped silhouette modeled on a lake slowly stepped out of the shadows and came under the light covered with a crimson scarf.

She was very thin, and a pair of large glasses magnified her eyes several times.

She was wearing a thin, transparent shawl adorned with many glittering sequins.

Around her long thin neck were beads and chains, and on her arms and hands were many bracelets and rings.

Trelawney stopped at Vincent's round table.

Her appearance was very mysterious, and several students who were bluffed immediately covered their mouths.

Lavender and Parvati were the most responsive.

They usually like to discuss topics such as constellations, tarot cards, and crystal balls.

The divination class has satisfied the fantasy of the little girls, and Trelawney's appearance has filled their expectations even more.

Only Vincent is an exception.

He didn't think it was so mysterious, on the contrary, he thought it was very clever.

"Sit down." Trelawney glanced down, the corners of her mouth seemed to twitch a little,

"My children, sit down quickly."

Hermione, who was standing in the corner, stepped forward and sat next to Vincent without saying a word.

Neville timidly took a seat at random, and happened to be at Harry and Ron's table.

In this eerie and mysterious atmosphere, Trelawney tightened the shawl around her body, and walked to the rocking chair in front of the fire without haste and sat down.

"Welcome to the divination class." Her tone was the same as before, soft and unclear,

"I'm Professor Trelawney, and you probably haven't seen me before.

Because I found that living downstairs in a chaotic and noisy environment made my third eye dull. "

The corners of Vincent's mouth twitched wildly.

In addition to the otaku property, it is also because there is no sherry downstairs.

Trelawney glanced over and arranged her shawl gracefully,

"Let's put it this way, you are right to take Divination, which is the most profound of all magic.

I have to say it up front, if you don't have excellent insight, maybe there is only a little I can teach you in this field..."

Vincent quickly turned his head to the side.

It's not that you can't teach, but that you don't have talent.

He already knew that the sober Trelawney was unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be so unreliable.

Hermione's little foot under the table touched him lightly.

When it's time to dress up, you still have to dress up.

Seeing Vincent "listening carefully", Trelawney raised her voice unconsciously.

"Many wizards, for all their talent in the fields of ping-pong-pong, smells of all kinds, and sudden disappearance, cannot see through the mysteries of the future."

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, scanning the nervous faces of the students one by one,

"It's a talent that only a few people have."

Her gaze was fixed on Neville's face, causing him to shrink his neck immediately in fright,

"Is your grandma okay?"

Neville stammered, "It should be - okay."

Trelawney straightened up so that only half of her face was illuminated by the fire,

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, dear."

Neville gasped.

Just when he was about to ask why, Trelawney looked away and calmly stated the teaching arrangement on her own.

"This year we will learn the basics of divination.

In the first semester, we concentrated on the interpretation of tea leaves, and in the second semester, we began to learn palmistry. "

She looked suddenly at Parvati, "By the way, my dear—

"You have to be wary of a man with red hair."

The terrified Parvati looked back at Ron who was sitting behind him, and quickly moved the chair away from him.

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