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Chapter 644: Vincent’s Popularity(1/2)

Today's Owl Court Club is very lively.

There is nothing more pleasant than enjoying the hearty meal while watching the fierce battle in the ring.

Hogwarts' most honorable school manager lay in Qiu Xiang's soft arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying the various delicacies the girls feed.

Laifu and Xiaobai were also eating and drinking everywhere, while Crook Mountain squatted coldly by the ring, staring at the stage with two big eyes seriously.

Hermione, who had changed into shorts and vests, tied her hair and charged Vincent.

The petite fist seems weak, but the speed of attacking is not slow.

"Be careful." Vincent gently caught her fist and stretched his toes forward slightly.

Hermione tripped and stood firm in a position that was about to fall.

"I'm fine." She took a few steps back and planned to have another round.

Vincent glanced at the students who were ready to beat the stage, "Okay, but this is the last chance."

She learned from her experience just now and was very careful about her feet.

But this is not enough.

"Pay attention to the left." Vincent twisted her arm with one hand and pressed her shoulder with the other.

The huge force made her squat down little by little.

Although she failed twice, Hermione's performance was already good.

Also a girl, Ravend was tripped before he even got close.

If Vincent hadn't grabbed her, Little Face would have had an intimate contact with the ring.

The senior students finally couldn't hold it.

Fred and George are twins, so they should go together.

It was a little troublesome, but the result was the same.

"Brother, can't you be as gentle as you treat them?"

Vincent stretched out his hand to the two lying on their backs, "Here, that's great."

Fred and George angrily put on his hand and hugged his legs suddenly.

Just as I was about to work hard, the back of my neck was pinched.

"No, no, we're very ticklish~"

The twins beg for mercy, so the next one should be honest.

"Meow—" Hermione, wearing a school robe, picked up Mount Crook and placed it on the table closest to the ring.

It greeted Yumi and then looked back at the ring.

Cedric did not attack rashly, but instead conducted a test first.

It looks comparable, but Vincent has been standing on it for more than an hour.

Competing physical strength is a very smart strategy.

Hermione sat down and took a sip of water, "The only way to win Vincent in fighting is to fight the wheel."

Daphne and Astoria nodded.

Skills and experience require time to accumulate. Vincent started practicing fighting at the age of 5 and was ahead of the students.

"There's no way, he's so popular."

Hermione, who was wearing school robes, agreed with their statement.

"If you don't talk about this, let's get some food."

While the three little witches were still having a headache about what to eat, Cedric's right arm was pressed to his back by Vincent.

If the opponent wants to delay time, then take the initiative.

Vincent let go of his hand and gasped, "Come on, I need a rest."

Rov, who took off his school robe and was about to go up, was very unhappy.

Wheel battle? It doesn't exist.

Without taking ruthless measures, it would be fine if all the students in the lower grades are, but if they are senior students, it would be difficult to deal with them.

Eat something to replenish your energy first, and then continue with them when you come back.

"Give it to you." Hermione handed the plate full of food to Vincent.

Vincent caught it without thinking, "Thank you."

The portions are not large, and vegetables and meat each account for half of them, and the nutritional ratio is very balanced.

Hermione picked up the empty plate next to her and said, "You're welcome, we should thank you."

Her eyes were particularly sincere.

Perhaps because the light in the activity room was much brighter than before, her original brown eyes became lighter and became a little closer to green.

Vincent was stunned for a moment, "Your eyes..."

"My eyes?" Hermione hurriedly reached out to the inside of her school robe and took out a small mirror from a small semicircular white cloth bag.

There is no problem with the eyes, it just has the color lighter.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "My eyes are actually hazelnut colors, which will change colors with emotions and ambient light."

Vincent suddenly realized.

The color of the eyes is natural, and the more melanin the color, the darker the color.

The hazelnut color is between brown and green, so it is often difficult to detect.

Not unusual, but not common.

"I thought I was dazzled." Vincent tilted his head and stared straight into her eyes.

After deflecting the angle slightly, the color of the pupils will indeed change slightly.

From green to brown, Hermione lowered her little head.

“Isn’t it very strange?”

"No." Vincent retracted his gaze.

"I'll solve these things first." He raised the plate in his hand,

"And, thank you for your dinner."

Hermione raised her head again, looking a little nervous, "I said it, we should thank you."

Adolescent girls have complicated thoughts.

Vincent was not a master of love in his previous life, and he had no idea of ​​guessing.

"Everyone is a member of the club. I will try my best to help them wherever I can."

Hermione's mouth rose slightly until he walked away.

She pursed her lips slightly, and seemed a little unhappy.

Put away the small mirror and shake your head gently.

She took the empty plate and quickly picked up a dinner that was the same as before.

Back at the table next to the ring, Daphne and Astoria had already started.

"Where is Mount Crucker?"

Yumi is there, but it looks so unlucky that it should be sleepy.

Astoria's little finger pointed to the corner near the entrance of the activity room, "Where is there."

Hermione looked in the direction and subconsciously pursed her mouth.

Crook Mountain did not eat and drink freely, but just kept rubbing his face in Vincent's arms.

Gugu, who was very jealous, was on the table, but he didn't look angry at all.

Is this the friendship between magical creatures?

Sharing delicious food and fun things, can even the shovelers share it?

"Little traitor!"

Daphne always felt that her expression looked very much like a person.

Every time Vincent saw Gugu go to Qiu to eat and drink, it seemed that Hermione's expression was now gritting her teeth and wishing to pick it up and ravage it hard.

The expression of chewing food with a big mouthful of food turns sorrow and anger into appetite is more similar, it is simply carved from a mold.

If your beloved pet runs to rub against others, no one will be happy.

Astoria didn't think too much about it, "Vincent is really a big fan of small animals."
To be continued...
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