Vincent had barely approached the castle when he saw Fred and George striding out to meet him.
He stepped aside, and Cedric immediately received two huge bear hugs.
Realizing they had hugged the wrong person, the twins quickly tossed him aside.
"Vin—"
Their ravenous stares frightened quite a few students behind them.
"Vincent, do you know how we survived the past month since you all went traveling?"
"Uh... Snape punished you?"
"Correct!"
George vividly imitated him.
"Weasley, I saw you sneaking upstairs last night. Today, you will be responsible for cleaning the Great Hall."
His gloomy expression was perfect. "For every speck of dust I find, you will clean for one extra day."
Fred pitifully wiped at the corner of his eye. "Professor Snape, you must have seen wrong."
"Are you questioning my eyes?" George glared at him.
"N-no."
"Heh heh..." His cold laugh was remarkably authentic.
"Why aren't you getting down there to clean?"
Fred hunched his head down, turned around, and waddled forward like a duck.
"Pfft—" The students all burst out laughing.
Neville laughed the loudest, tears even spraying from his eyes.
Draco, who had arrived late, thought they were laughing at him.
"Get out of my way, all of you!"
Crabbe and Goyle cleared a path while he carried his new broom and slowly walked over.
Wonderful. It really was that lot!
Having just finished another performance, the twins first glanced at his ugly expression, then focused their gazes on that brand-new flying broom.
That disgusting color scheme, that idiotic design.
And with the person holding it added in, there was nothing more foolish in the entire world.
"Run~ The dimwit young master is coming over with his foolish new broom~"
Draco's small body stopped trembling.
"Weasley!"
He mounted his broom, seeming ready to chase after