Airplane gym.
"Horcrux!?"
"Shh—Aki and the others are next door, right?"
"Don't be nervous, we turned the sound up to the maximum before we came over."
"Us?" Vincent, lying on the Smith machine, put the barbell down.
He sat up and squinted at Cedric and Rolf.
Hermione and Daphne are girls, James and the others are still young.
Cedric had thick eyebrows and big eyes, while Rolf was honest and unassuming.
"Before you arrived, I seemed to vaguely hear something about 'Cat's Eye'."
"Cough cough cough cough—" Cedric coughed violently.
His face turned red from coughing; he's probably sick.
Rolf simply bent down to tie his shoelaces.
He probably has OCD; he ties it up, then unties it, then ties it up again.
Hermione, unable to bear it any longer, came to their rescue, asking, "Did the professor tell you what the ring looks like?"
Vincent lay back down, reaching for the barbell with both hands.
"He didn't say, but he took away Morfin Gaunt Gaunt's memories, so we can do it anytime—" The barbell was lifted high.
"You can go and see it for yourself anytime."
Cedric and Rolf were no longer embarrassed.
"Merlin's giant barbell! That's the Headmaster's Office!"
Vincent put down the barbell, took a slight breath,
"We—you've even been to the Bat Cave, and the professor doesn't set up defensive magic like the Old Bat did."
Hermione picked up two 10-kilogram green barbell plates and added them to his plate.
"I always feel like you're deliberately making trouble for the professor."
"No way." Vincent reached out and tested the weight. "Aren't you curious about the ring Salazar Slytherin left behind?"
"Are you just curious?"
He lifted the barbell with force, "Yes."
Cedric and Rolf, in perfect unison, each added a patch of green to both sides.
It weighs 60 kilograms in total, but I can manage it if I grit my teeth.
Before Daphne could make a move, Vincent decisively slammed the barbell back onto the rack.
He took a few deep breaths, then got up and unscrewed the water bottle.
"Not continuing?"
"If you don't cause trouble."
5 a. m.
A private plane landed at Heathrow Airport.
Without going through security, without even the cabin door being opened, I was home in the blink of an eye.
A burst of flames flashed in front of 139 Oxford Street, Vincent and Dumbledore emerged from inside.
"See you at the start of the semester, Professor!"
Won't you invite me in for a bit?
Vincent pulled out his keys. "Great, my mother is a big reader of Tolkien."
Dumbledore looked up, his gaze fixed on the third floor for a long while.
His smile had a slightly eerie quality. "No, I'd scare your guests."
Vincent was completely bewildered as he opened the door.
Only a handful of people could stay overnight at Wayne's house, and they had no chance of coming into contact with the magical world.
Could it be Rita?
"Professor, I'll go in now."
"Go ahead, and remember not to miss the Hogwarts Express the day after tomorrow."
After Fawkes left with Dumbledore, Vincent went inside, opened the briefcase to let Gu Gu out, and then took his wand and Gunblade.
I think I was looking at the third floor, which is his room.
Shh—we have 'guests' at our house.
The little Gu Gu, instantly understanding, flapped its tiny wings and cautiously stepped onto his right shoulder.
Try to keep your footsteps as low as possible and climb the steps one by one in the dark.
Now that Dumbledore had left with peace of mind, this "guest" was at least someone he could handle.
After a silent unlocking spell, the door opened quietly.
By the light streaming through the window from the streetlights outside, Vincent could vaguely see a person lying on his bed.
He was breathing steadily and sleeping quite soundly.
Gu Gu squinted its big eyes and tilted its head back, preparing to launch an attack.
Without making a sound, he stood at the head of the bed, staring intently at the back of the person's head, which was turned away from him.
Adult male, with a robust physique.
With the Gunblade pressed against the back of his head, Gu Gu slightly adjusted his posture to calculate the distance.
The person on the bed was sleeping soundly.
Vincent whispered in his ear, "Bang—"
The other person instantly flipped over, and all that could be seen was the dark muzzle of a gun.
"Gu Gu— "
A big butt slammed into his face, followed by a silent Full Body-Bind Curse.
The proud Gu Gu stood tall on its big face, seemingly wanting to claim all the credit.
Vincent shook his wand with a look of disgust, signaling it to move aside.
"Gu Gu Gu!" That's an owl's swear word.
After his big face was fully revealed, he and Gu Gu were both dumbfounded.
This ferocious-looking, teeth-gritting "guest" was actually Sam Chavez, a fugitive wanted by the Magical Congress.
"Mmm-mmm-mmm—"
Vincent said sternly, "You wanted criminal!"
"Why did you have to run away to our house of all places!"
His face became even more ferocious, and he gritted his teeth even more. "Let me tell you, don't even think about trying anything funny. I'm going to inform Mr. Graves right now!"
"Ugh ugh ugh—" Sam tried to break free of the Binding Charm.
As a good boy, Vincent cast a few spells before picking up Gu Gu.
Now it's finally quiet.
He walked out of the room and went straight to the second floor.
"Mom and Dad, what's the deal with that unreliable Auror?"
Evelyn rubbed her eyes and opened the door. "You're back? Mr. Chavez is staying with us for a few days."
When did he arrive?
"Last week."
Eric yawned as he got out of bed. "Don't make such a fuss now that you're back. We have to get up early tomorrow to go get more stock."
"Purchase goods? What kind of goods?"
"Sam's friend ordered some things from our house, and we just happened to run out of stock."
Vincent's eyelids twitched. "Mom and Dad, the friend he's talking about must be himself."
"Huh!?" Eric and Evelyn were wide awake.
"That Auror upstairs is a wanted fugitive by the Magical Congress."
Evelyn suddenly realized, "After being beaten for so many years, he finally mustered up the courage to beat up Mr. Graves."
Eric nodded repeatedly. "He's just a young man, I'll go and persuade him to go back and admit his mistake."
You bastard Sam!
He didn't confess honestly, and he even dared to sleep in his bed.
Vincent quickly pulled his parents back, "It's not that simple, let me explain..."
"Wow—" Eric couldn't help but exclaim as soon as he heard the beginning.
Evelyn pinched his little hand, and he finally behaved.
"Mom and Dad, it's one thing to neglect your duties, it's another to harass five girls at once, but he even made me go to the Ministry of Magic to pay bail!"
Anyway, say as much negative things as you want, Sam is an utterly wicked villain.
As parents, they knew that their son's words were somewhat exaggerated.
They've offended him to this extent, and they even came to Wayne's house. We have to teach them a lesson.
Eric yawned. "Don't make things too tense."
No matter how unreliable he is, he was still the first person to find you after you were taken away and knocked unconscious by the Wizards' Purity Party.
Evelyn patted her cheek lightly. "I'll go make breakfast. You two should have a good talk."
Vincent's eyes suddenly lit up.
Viktor is going to Japan, and Sam can't return home anytime soon.
Unreliable as they may be, they should still be able to guard a door.