This Hogwarts is not normal

noon,

The student brawl in the auditorium was finally resolved smoothly with the full intervention of the Aurors.

Of course, a simple and crude stop would cause conflicts. For example, Malfoy and other pure-blood young men clamored to go back and tell their parents that they wanted to make certain big, stupid Aurors look good.

This included Wales who had pinned Draco to the floor with his own hands.

"Silly man! You will definitely receive countless letters of complaint!"

Wayne and Granger can't be offended, so it's not easy to get a small Auror.

But Draco's clamor not only failed to receive preferential treatment, it even made Wales increase his strength.

Except for these few exceptions, most students stood up obediently and accepted the criticism and education.

Hermione's current height was too conspicuous, and McGonagall could tell at a glance that she was trying to hide.

"Miss Granger, it is said that you are the cause of all this?"

Alas...I can't escape after all.

"Yes and no." Hermione blinked her big eyes pitifully, "If Pansy hadn't cursed that sentence..."

Mag stared closely at her intact little face, "What are you talking about?"

"She...she scolded me very unpleasantly."

Seeing that the little lions around her were all angry, Mag knew that Pansy couldn't say anything nice.

"Miss Granger, go back and write a detailed review and give it to me."

"Yes, Professor." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

This trick of pretending to be stupid really worked, and it was probably only Snape who didn't fall for it.

McGonagall walked towards Pansy, whose face was covered with bruises.

He dared to glare at Hermione, maybe he hadn't learned his lesson yet.

"Ms. Parkinson, I won't pursue the matter, but you need to write a 7-foot-long review and give it to me."

Ouch... blatant favoritism.

Pansy's whole face twitched, not much better than when she was beaten just now.

Things have changed, Snape is now locked up, but no professor will stand up for her.

"Yes, Professor."

After getting her reluctant answer, McGonagall came to Kingsley, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Shacklebolt."

"It's not hard." Kingsley forced a smile.

These students can be really noisy, especially the Weasley twins.

They were as slippery as loaches, and the Aurors who caught them didn't know how many pranks they had received.

Mag saw his wry smile and said, "Don't worry, I will educate the students properly."

Kingsley nodded and returned with the disgraced Aurors.

Things get resolved, but it's just a new beginning.

Tonks kept her word and Vincent came back in the afternoon.

Today is the last day of the Christmas vacation, but almost all the students have failed, which is a foreshadowing for the chaotic new semester.

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Early morning, Room of Requirement.

The friends were shocked after hearing Vincent's plan.

It was still hanging upside down, but this time everyone was mobilized.

Fred and George were the first to raise their hands in approval.

Cedric and Rolf thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Daphne didn't have any objections at the end.

So after the first day of classes in the new semester, Tonks sent the information as promised.

The entire Bat Family went out that night and hung up the Aurors and Scout Team one by one.

No trace was left at the scene, just a mass of vague testimony.

Batgirl? Nightwing? Robin? And a bat-child with a knife at the end?

Tonks suppressed laughter the whole time, but Kingsley's face was expressionless.

The report was delivered to Scrimgeour's office in the morning.

He read it three times from beginning to end before he dared to believe that the content inside was true.

The water in Hogwarts is too deep!

Batman and Catwoman are not the only ones wearing strange costumes, there are actually seven of them.

And there are no traces of magic, even the ropes used to hang people can be seen everywhere.

"Are the rumors true?" Scrimgeour shook his head and closed the report.

Whenever someone tries to take over Hogwarts, a group of superheroes will appear to protect the school?

The report submitted by Kingsley also included many rumors, such as the fact that Batman's true identity is Bruce Wayne.

Bruce named Wayne was not found, but Vincent did have one, and it was in the school.

But is the answer really that simple?

He is the apprentice of Nico Flamel, a recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class, a recipient of the Medal of Honor of the Magic Congress of the United States, and a British youth representative of the Wizengamot. Even if he has to hide his identity to do bad things, he will not dress up like he has read the comics. Just know the true identity of Batman.

Scrimgeour leaned back in his chair and pinched his eyebrows, "Who are they..."

If the truth is found out one day later, Sirius will be at ease.

The target of this prison-breaking gangster is the savior Harry Potter. Although Hogwarts deploys a large number of Ministry of Magic personnel, everyone will be negligent.

What's more, the Bat Family has succeeded three times, and no one knows whether they will continue.

"It's better to report the matter first..." Scrimgeour left the Auror office with the report.

His mentality has changed now, and he no longer cares about whether he can successfully capture Sirius.

As the requirements become lower, the worries will also decrease.

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That night's "Evening Prophet" did not mention what happened in the early hours of the morning. Instead, it once again sternly declared that Batman and his gang are scum in the magical world and are anti-social and extremely dangerous people.

Vincent and his friends burst out laughing.

It is obvious that he is incompetent. The more dangerous he publicizes his enemy, the more incompetent he becomes.

Thirteen years ago, Voldemort was probably aware of this, so he was able to develop Death Eaters on a large scale.

The Ministry of Magic has already suffered a loss, and like Pansy, it has not learned its lesson.

It's still early morning, and there's still the Room of Requirement.

There was no action tonight, everyone was celebrating last night's feat.

Fred and George didn't know where they got the champagne, and sprayed it all over the secret base.

"Hey!" Hermione, who was immersed in writing a review, shook off the wet parchment on her hand, "Are you going to finish this for me?"

"How is that possible~" The twins glared at her and quickly put down their champagne and ran over.

"Sister, your confession is wet. Let me blow it for you."

"Sister, you have worked hard all night, let me give you a pat on the back."

The corners of Hermione's mouth twitched crazily.

This pair of laughing and joking live treasures...

She looked at Vincent who was trying to hold back his laughter.

After cleaning up Pansy, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at her.

Fortunately, my friends, none of the girls dared to speak loudly in front of her before.

Now that it has become like this, it is better to adapt as soon as possible.

Hermione began to enjoy it with peace of mind, "Fred, you can't blow it dry with your mouth, and it will also be stained with your saliva..."

George, please put a little more force on my left shoulder..."

"Copy that, big sister!" Fred and George nodded and bowed in a very familiar way.

If you ignore the difference in size, they really look like Crabbe and Goyle.

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