Neither Fred nor George are people who give up easily.
After a whole week of pleading and cajoling, Vincent finally agreed to give them a little guidance.
But there's a catch: Cedric must be included.
Healthy competition helps us make progress together. Anyway, I'm just idling around this school year, so I have to find something to do.
So, in the new week, three familiar faces appeared on the arena in the Owl Club's Club Room.
Needless to say, Cedric was already very popular at school.
Needless to say, Fred and George would be much less fun on campus without this pair of clowns.
So whenever the students have free time, they come to the Club Room to join in the fun.
The girls, in particular, were treated to a real feast for the eyes.
"Wow— Cedric looks so refined and thin, but I didn't expect him to be so well-endowed after taking off his school uniform."
"The Weasley Twins are not bad either, with long and straight legs."
"And Neville, we've witnessed his growth step by step."
"Why isn't anyone talking about Vincent? He's the most dazzling jewel in the crown."
The girls all looked at a chubby senior with freckles all over her face.
"Don't you know he already has a girlfriend?"
The chubby senior student looked unconvinced. "So what if she has a girlfriend? Even if she's taken, I'll loosen the soil. If I loosen it well, she can change hands."
Her eloquent speech moved many girls.
Yeah, so what if he has a girlfriend? They're not married yet.
Besides, marriage doesn't preclude divorce; they still have a chance.
The chubby senior glanced at the crowd below the ring with disdain. "What's so great about Granger? Being pretty doesn't put food on the table."
Her words carried a hint of sourness. "I'm sure she Amortentia Vincent."
The girls all laughed awkwardly.
Jealousy can distort a person, yet it is everywhere.
In any case, she successfully restored the girls' confidence.
The first round on the stage had just ended when several bold girls got up and walked over.
Vincent took the towel Hermione offered and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The intensity of one against four isn't actually that high; the key issue is that the twins always sneak up and run away. It seems like we'll have to get serious later.
The first girl to arrive at the bottom of the ring was a tall seventh-grade student.
She gently placed her hand on the ropes. "Vincent, may I join?"
"Wow~" Fred whistled as he rested on the other side of the ring.
George, who had just been exhausted, instantly perked up. "We're in for a good show!"
Panting heavily, Neville leaned against a pillar and instinctively shrank his neck when he saw several girls surrounding him.
Cedric secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he realized they were after Vincent.
Vincent stared at the scene before him, utterly speechless.
Their motives are impure!
Just as he was about to politely decline the senior's offer, Hermione approached him with a smile.
"Cape Capet, Vincent is currently unavailable; he has to train the boys."
The tall girl Cape never took her eyes off Vincent in the ring. "It's okay, I can wait in line."
Hermione's smile widened. "Vincent is a boy after all. If you want to find someone to train with, I think I can help you."
"You?" Cape glanced at her, then looked at the girls around him.
"Granger, I admit you're a very skilled fighter, but with so many of us, can you handle it?"
Hermione drew her wand, pointed it at the empty tables next to the arena, and transformed them into a smaller arena.
How will you know if you don't try?
She took off her school uniform and turned her pleated skirt into athletic shorts. "Maybe I'm not a good opponent, but I will try my best to be a good coach."
After saying that, she quickly walked to the small arena she had created with her Transfiguration, and gracefully flipped herself onto it.
Cape and the girls all had their own unpleasant expressions.
They all took off their school robes and turned their skirts into shorts.
The boys in the Club Room were all stunned, including Vincent, who was the one who started the whole thing.
On the small arena, Cape and several girls stood opposite Hermione, along with the chubby senior with freckles all over her face.
One against seven, that's quite a challenge.
Hermione calmly tied her hair back with a rubber band. "We can begin."
Cape was the first to rush over, and his little hand was grabbed tightly as soon as he raised it.
She quickly raised her other small hand, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in her ankle and sat down hard on the ring.
Hermione's downward kick startled the remaining six girls for a while.
Simple and direct, with absolutely no unnecessary steps.
"Let's go together!" the chubby senior shouted, accelerating as she rammed into them.
Given her size, she could probably smash through a wooden board several inches thick.
Hermione didn't dare to confront it head-on, and dodged to the side.
Then she pressed down on a fist that was about to punch her and forcefully pushed the other person towards the chubby senior who bounced back through the rope.
With a loud thud, the girl who was pushed was sent flying.
Force is relative. As the chubby senior swayed and tried to steady herself, Hermione quickly squatted down and swept her leg.
Another loud "bang" rang out, and the remaining four girls looked at each other in disbelief.
"Don't be afraid, she's all alone!"
They clearly wanted to launch another attack, but Hermione, who had stood up, pounced on them instead.
A flying knee knocks one down, an elbow strike knocks another to the ground, and a side kick knocks another unconscious.
The last girl staggered backward, Hermione just watched her from a distance, showing no intention of continuing.
She quickly retreated to the ropes and accidentally tripped over them.
The Club Room was completely silent; no one could believe their eyes.
Vincent was the first to come to his senses.
Although the physical differences between male and female wizards are small, girls are girls after all, and few would want to be covered in sweat every day.
Hermione not only exercises every day, but she also never cares about her image or demeanor when sparring with Vincent.
Therefore, even if she is facing a boy, as long as he is not too strong, it will only take her a little more time.
"Swoosh—" George stiffly turned his neck, "Merlin's rubber band! She's so cool!"
Fred swallowed hard and raised his left hand. "I swear on Cedric's happiness for the rest of her life, I will never joke about her again."
Cedric's large face suddenly appeared between the two of them. "If you're going to swear an oath, then swear one. Why use my happiness for the rest of my life?"
Fred chuckled, "Because we're best buddies!"
Before Cedric could make a move, the twins quickly got up and ran towards the small ring.
"Help! Big Sister Head, come save us!"
Hermione stared blankly at the two people hiding behind her. "When did I become your Big Sister Head?"
"Just a second ago," George said with a fawning smile, "Big Sister Head, you were so cool just now!"
Fred flattered him, "Yeah, you took down these girls in no time. I declare you to be the Big Sister Head of Gryffindor from now on!"
Hermione looked at the two clowns with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
Based on her past experience, she believed that the news would spread like wildfire throughout the campus before evening.