Vincent learned the technique last year of not changing the weight, but only changing the appearance and characteristics.

His Quaffle was big and round and bounced many times on the floor and ceiling.

"Beautiful, Mr. Wayne!" Mag didn't mean to add points.

On the other hand, Hermione did a better job and gained 2 points.

Vincent, who failed to score any extra points, was not disappointed.

Compared with human body deformation, object deformation is as difficult as a primary school student.

After class, Vincent returned to the dormitory as soon as possible to write a letter.

Gugu consciously picked it up and flew back after a few minutes.

"How on earth did you convince them?"

Gugu raised one of its small wings, seemingly showing off its shiny brown feathers.

Vincent rolled up his sleeves, "Can you call this muscle?"

"Cuckoo!"

He covered his face and walked out of the dormitory.

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The current picture shows Yamamoto Kujuku with a black face.

Maybe it was Victor's idea. As a competitor, he went to the Gwent flagship store and was frightened by the big scene.

There are no photos from that time, but there are interviews from reporters.

[Mr. Yamamoto, do your wizard cards feel pressure?

No comment.

So can you predict Gwent's first-day sales?

No comment.

Are there any countermeasures for the Wizard card next?

No comment!]

Yamamoto was so beautiful before, but now he is described as being in such a miserable state.

Vincent suddenly felt a sense of low pressure and quickly put away the newspaper held by Hermione next to him.

As soon as Snape stepped in with his left foot, the students in the classroom were all speechless as if their throats were being strangled.

He glanced at Vincent and Hermione, then glanced at Neville, who was sitting next to Ron.

Has the boat of friendship capsized?

There is nothing unusual about Greengrass.

Staring at Wayne, there was nothing unusual.

Granger was a little nervous.

Snape came in unhurriedly and smashed the large stack of parchment in his hand on the podium.

The opening remarks are the same as in the previous lessons:

"I just discovered now that some students whose brain structure is different from ordinary people cannot study well——

Potter, why does your paper fill the entire parchment!"

Harry felt extremely wronged.

In the first Potions class after the holidays, he was given a detention because the length of his paper was a little short.

The second section is width, and the third section is word spacing.

Even if it’s full?

It feels really uncomfortable to have your brain invaded by the same person all the time.

I used to only feel uncomfortable on weekends, but now I feel uncomfortable every day.

"Come to my office after class!"

Harry nodded vigorously as if accepting his fate.

Snape routinely eliminated one person, and then it was the other person's turn.

"Wayne, do you think it's amazing to be able to write magic runes?"

The parchment he pulled out and displayed was densely packed with neatly written runes.

It's all encrypted, so it's not difficult to decrypt it.

The key meanings are all the pages, lines, and words of a certain textbook.

If I have time to put them together into a paper in order, I have already graded papers from four colleges in one grade.

Once it can be contempt, twice it can be revenge, and three times it can be deliberately looking for trouble.

Now it’s the 9th time, it’s obvious that he is playing tricks on him!

"Wayne, you have to give me a reasonable explanation."

Vincent blinked his big eyes innocently, "Professor, you know that I am an alchemy apprentice.

I am used to writing magic runes, is this not allowed?"

Of course, but why is this only true for Potions class?

Ah, it must be because the length is getting longer every time, which is very suitable for self-breakthrough.

Snape rolled up the parchment with murderous eyes.

He knew he couldn't deal with this person.

"Very good, I hope you can keep it up."

"I will, Professor."

It's the third place's turn.

"Longbottom!"

Neville winced.

Face to face is still scary.

"Is this yours?"

In Snape's hand was a piece of parchment with no name written on it.

Ignore the "T" in the upper right corner, which is very regular in terms of length, width and letter spacing.

"It's - it's me -" Neville clenched his fists and hesitated for a long time.

"Because Longbottom forgot to hand in his paper, Gryffindor House will deduct 10 points for this."

Snape, who was in a happy mood, enjoyed the resentful looks from the little lions.

"Professor, Neville has already said it belongs to him."

Vayne refutes! 20 points deducted!

Vincent rolled his eyes.

It's becoming more and more shameless.

Neville suddenly puffed up his chest and stared at his paper,

"Professor, I just didn't write the name."

Snape sneered and walked off the stage, "Longbottom, how do you prove that you wrote this paper?"

"You-you can compare the handwriting."

"I'm not free." He came to Neville's seat.

Draco on the other side of the aisle was grinning so much that his mouth almost reached the back of his head.

The first person to kill a lion must be the dean of their snake courtyard.

Crabbe and Goyle, who were sitting on either side of him, were grinning.

"Longbottom looks exactly like his parents."

"You are so stupid that you even forgot your own name."

The voices of the two of them were slightly louder.

Daphne in the front row turned back and stared at the two of them.

"You traitor—" Gower was suddenly patted on the head.
To be continued...