This Hogwarts is not normal

No matter how crazy Vincent is, he can never be crazier than Voldemort who has no nose.

The thought process of this heavyweight player is simply incomprehensible to normal people. Every Death Eater around him is a fucking psychopath.

Rinyin looked at Vincent who was sitting on the bed and taking off his flying boots, and suddenly remembered a wise saying.

"There is only one step between genius and madness..."

She began to understand Vincent.

It is well known that the British Ministry of Magic has become increasingly incompetent under Fudge's leadership.

The year before last, a thief who broke into Gringotts became a professor. The year before that, a big liar published a book to make a fortune. Last year, a fugitive escaped from prison.

Although the fugitive was innocent and the murderer was caught, according to her inside information, every major event in these years was due to Vincent.

No wonder he dares to be so arrogant and fearless. If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have already been riding on the Ministry of Magic's head.

Vincent, who had changed into slippers, returned to her.

"Still in a daze?"

Rinne coughed, "Are those boots the reason you can fly at supersonic speeds?"

"Yeah, it's called the Flying Boots, and I made it by combining a turbofan engine and alchemy."

Her face was filled with horror, but she soon calmed down.

If he didn't have this ability, how could he bring about a revolution in the wizarding world?

It is possible that he could find a way to resolve the long-standing conflict between wizards and Muggles.

Rin, feeling much better, walked into the room and looked around, "Is your girlfriend not going to be jealous?"

"What do you think?" Vincent came to the desk and picked up the drafts scattered on the floor.

When he stood up, he saw a small gap in the drawer and immediately ran to the camera to check.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for evidence of a crime."

"Did you lose something?"

"Something important."

Linyin moved closer curiously.

The camera's small screen was fast-forwarding the testing of the flight boots.

When Vincent's figure disappeared, a big round butt appeared in the picture.

Linyin chuckled, "Is this the important thing you said?"

“You don’t understand.” Vincent closed the camera. “I battle wits and courage with this little guy every day.”

He walked towards the door angrily, "I'm going to settle the score with it now, please do as you please."

Rinyin looked back at the flight boots beside the bed, then looked at the draft on the desk.

"Hey, wait for me!"

After an inhumane torture, Gugu finally handed over all the "stolen goods".

Including those that were taken away when Hermione came the day before yesterday.

The pitiful Gugu flew into Linyin's arms with his big watery eyes open.

Hey, it’s just a little snack, is there any need to make a big deal about it?

Vincent shook his head and sighed as he passed by her with a bunch of snacks.

Alas, another witch has fallen.

He went back to his room and hid the snacks, and when he came down he saw Rin sitting on the sofa comforting Gugu.

"Don't be sad, I'll quietly go out and bring you some delicious food later."

"Cuckoo!"

Vincent pinched his brows gently.

Not only do I have to compete with the little guy in wits and courage, but now I also have to be wary of these witches.

If only there was a weight loss spell.

However, even with such a heaven-defying spell, Gugu would probably eat as much as he lost weight, forming a perfect vicious circle.

He sighed again, sat on the sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling.

If magic doesn't work, there are still potions.

However, the lasting effect of slimming potions is limited and they cannot solve the problem once and for all.

Until Evelyn prepared lunch, he hadn't come up with a better way to lose weight.

It doesn’t matter if he’s a little fatter. At worst, I can equip Gugu with a set of alchemical equipment based on the idea of ​​flying boots.

Vincent ate his lunch while thinking, and then went upstairs.

Evelin looked apologetic, “I’m sorry, Rinyin, when he gets serious it’s easy for him to ignore things around him.”

Linyin shook her head to show that she didn't mind at all, "It's okay, Auntie, I just came to visit you unexpectedly today, and I'm already satisfied to taste your cooking."

She was a young lady from a large family, so she was naturally very good at etiquette.

But judging by Vincent's attitude towards her, their relationship was just that of ordinary friends, or at most good friends.

Evelin winked at Eric, “Rinyin, I heard that you were traveling by car in England recently?”

"Yes, Auntie, I bought a travel guide and I plan to visit all the places described in it."

Eric got the hint and made a suggestion, "You probably haven't been to Oxford Street yet, right? We are free this afternoon, we can be your guide."

Linyin smiled lightly, "That's great, I've wanted to go around here for a long time, but there are too many people here, and I'm always afraid of getting lost by accident."

The Waynes enthusiastically took her shopping for the entire afternoon, and she kept her promise and bought a lot of snacks.

In addition to what she gave to Gugu, she also bought a lot of fresh ingredients, and it seemed that she was going to show off her cooking skills at dinner.

As soon as the three of them returned to Wayne's door, they could hear bursts of noise coming from upstairs.

The Waynes walked into the house as if they were used to it. Before going in, Linyin curiously glanced at the third-floor window where the sound came from.

"Uncle and aunt, what on earth is Vincent doing upstairs?"

"It's either a magic experiment or an alchemy experiment. Today's commotion is considered small."

Rinne thought of the flying boots from the morning.

To achieve supersonic flight, it must go through countless tests.

The world of alchemists does seem crazy to outsiders, even to wizards.

She shook her head and followed Evelin to the kitchen with the ingredients.

Compared to most pampered ladies, she, the eldest daughter of the Jingu family, actually knows how to cook.

Although she modestly said that she only knew a little bit, Evelyn, who had maxed out her jar opening skill, thought she was much better than her Chinese cooking teacher.

"Vincent likes Chinese food?"

"Yes, it was Hermione who told me. Your uncle Eric and I didn't know before that."

Wearing an apron, Rinyin looked down at the freshly cut sea bream fillet and said, "Auntie, is there a place selling seasonings around here?"

"Yes, I'll go with you."

When the two went out again, Eric was not idle either.

He set the table and went to the third floor where the noise was still coming from.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw a metal ball bounce from the ceiling to the wall, and then bounce from the floor back to the ceiling.

After about two or three cycles, it was firmly grasped in Vincent's hand.

Eric looked closely and found that the metal ball was actually Gugu wearing a suit of armor.

He ignored the holes all over the room and stepped forward to examine its armor carefully.

"what is this?"

Vincent looked up at him, then continued to dismantle its armor, "A flight suit specifically designed for Gugu."

"Oh." Eric left the room quietly.

Since there are special models for owls, how can there not be models for humans?

Great, evolved from Bruce Wayne to Tony Stark.

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