Little Cuties Invade the Castle

The first thing Vincent did upon returning to the dormitory was shrink the three large items.

With Dumbledore covering for him, he believed violating the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy would not be much of a problem.

After drinking several enhancement potions, his body felt lighter than ever before.

By the time he returned to the Great Hall and quietly slipped back into his giant pumpkin, only about ten minutes had passed.

"Why are you outside?"

Hermione had been waiting nearby the whole time. "Did you bring all the things your family sent over?"

"Yeah." Vincent stepped out of the pumpkin with a perfectly calm expression. "Don't get your hopes up. It's not what you think."

"Who's getting their hopes up?!" She barely managed to steady herself. "Electronic devices can't be used here. Even if you had a missile launcher, it would be hard to put it to use."

"Since when did you become a military enthusiast?"

"Last week."

Vincent wiped the surprise from his face. "I thought you were going to say yesterday."

Just as Hermione lifted her little chin, he suddenly turned toward the Great Hall doors.

Though the Sense Enhancing Potion's effects were faint, he could definitely sense danger outside.

"What's wrong?"

Vincent took out a small bottle. "Drink this, and you'll know."

A cold, malicious feeling quickly filled Hermione's mind.

"This feeling—"

"Feels familiar, doesn't it?"

The twins, who had been watching them, climbed out of the pumpkin.

Cedric and Rolf followed right behind them.

"Mate, is something about to happen?"

"This feeling is incredibly strong."

After secretly drinking the Sense Enhancing Potion, all four of their faces turned increasingly grim.

"He's gone mad!" Rolf apologized to the people around them with an agitated expression.

"For the Sorcerer's Stone, is Quirrell really going to start a