Amid cheers that easily drowned out Slytherin's jeers, Vincent first held the Sorting Hat and politely thanked it.
"It is I who should thank you.
"You reminded me of many happy memories."
It bent down along its crease, as though bowing.
Unfortunately, the flushed Blondie did not see any of this.
He was currently being held aloft by his two lackeys in a most ungentlemanly fashion.
"History? Indeed, the record for the fastest expulsion in history!"
That taunt infuriated the Little Lions.
Fred and George exchanged sinister looks, both instinctively gripping the Dungbombs hidden beneath their robes.
McGonagall, seated at the staff table, watched them from afar.
Just as a disturbance was about to erupt in the Great Hall, Dumbledore, as headmaster, quietly popped another sweet into his mouth.
Vincent, having put away the Sorting Hat, saw this. He raised a finger in a shushing gesture, then gave a playful wink.
The first step to successfully finding a powerful backer was making the other person notice you.
Clearly, Vincent had succeeded.
With a smile on his face, he gave each twin a big hug before they could no longer hold themselves back.
"Don't act rashly. Our plan is for tonight."
George whispered in his ear, "At midnight. See you in the common room."
"See you then."
Fred leaned over. "We'll show you a real treasure when the time comes."
Vincent left with a face full of curiosity.
Amid the cheers around him, he calmly walked over to the first-years' seats.
The faint jeers from the Little Snakes were ignored as though he had not heard them.
That little blond rat Draco was wickedly sly.
Making him embarrass himself in public was basically impossible.
"Congratulations, Vincent." Neville stood up rather excitedly.
"Thank you." He humbly embraced him.
"Congratulations." Hermione remained seated,