Today's lunch was Indian food!
As long as it's not made by Indians, there's really no problem eating it.
After a few bites of curry, a quarrel broke out outside.
Vincent turned around curiously and saw that it was Harry, Ron, and a tall Auror.
That Auror looked familiar; it seemed to be the Wales was always staring at him.
He was carrying something in his hand, and Ron's face turned red with excitement.
Vincent picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, then got up and walked toward them.
"This thing is hiding in the secret passage on the fourth floor. How could an ordinary rat possibly have the strength to push that mirror away?"
"It's not a thing! It's my missing pet mouse, Scabbers!"
Even so, they still need to undergo our detailed examination.
"No, it must have had a very difficult few months. Look how thin it has become."
Scabbers, who has been missing for months, finally been found?
Not only Vincent, but most of the students crowded around.
"Squeak squeak squeak—" Scabbers's scream rang out.
Wales stopped holding it by the tail and held it tightly in his hand.
Scabbers struggled to get out, but his expression remained extremely serious. "Our mission is to thoroughly search the castle and confiscate any suspicious items found."
Ron was so angry that the veins on his neck bulged.
Scabbers's resistance clearly showed that he was very uncomfortable being held, and this Auror really had no compassion at all.
He's completely unyielding, stubborn, and as disgusting as Snape.
Harry was much calmer than him, but his expression wasn't much better. "Auror, Ron is Scabbers's owner, shouldn't he have the right to take it back?"
Wales remained unmoved, stating, "It needs to undergo our detailed inspection first. After confirming that there are no problems, you can submit a claim application to the Temporary Headquarters."
Not to mention Ron and Harry, many students around them had their blood pressure rise.
Such cold-heartedness suggests he might not be Snape's half-brother.
"Alright, everyone move aside." Wales walked past Harry and Ron, shoving aside several indignant students.
"Wait a minute." A voice rang out from the crowd.
Wales turned around and saw Vincent slowly walking forward.
"Wayne— " he said through gritted teeth, his tone remarkably like Snape's, "Are you here to obstruct my law enforcement as well?"
Even with such a huge hat falling on him, Vincent was still able to keep smiling.
"You must be Mr. Wales? I think there might be some misunderstanding between us."
He pretended to reach into his pocket and quickly transformed the bracelet he was wearing into a card.
"You should know that our Owl Court Club has a bounty on Scabbers. Since you're the one who found Scabbers, then I think—"
"No need." Wales's eyes were particularly unfriendly. "I am Auror, not here for some so-called reward."
Vincent glanced at Fred and George in the crowd, took out a black card from his pocket, and said, "Mr. Wales, I think you've misunderstood me again."
He politely handed over the card, saying, "This is our Wayne Enterprises membership card; it symbolizes our friendship."
Wales scoffed, "I said, I don't need it."
"Alright." Vincent a wry smile and put the card back in his pocket. "Mr. Wales, then I won't disturb your work any longer."
Even when his efforts were met with indifference, he remained elegant and proper.
Wales didn't intend to say anything, and strode out of the castle with Scabbers.
The students rushed over to comfort Ron.
After being heartbroken for so long, I finally found Scabbers, but now we have to be separated again for the time being.
Although Wales is an isolated case, considering the recent search operations, the students certainly don't have a good impression of the Ministry of Magic.
Vincent received a lot of comfort, but although he appeared calm on the surface, he was secretly laughing inside.
I was just worried about not having any news material, and here it is, delivered right to my door.
Joy, ecstasy, delight, uncontrollable joy.
"Pfft—I'm fine, I was just worried about Scabbers."
Harry and Ron, unaware of anything amiss, thanked Vincent again.
"It's okay, Scabbers will definitely pass their inspection smoothly."
Vincent exchanged a few more polite words before returning to the long table to continue his lunch.
He couldn't hide his wide grin as soon as he sat down.
"Ahem—" Hermione sat down next to him, seemingly also trying to suppress a laugh.
Vincent composed himself slightly. "Where are Fred and George?"
"They went back to the dorm to edit videos; that's what they love to do."
After Hermione finished speaking, her gaze towards him became strange.
She glanced at his watch and gave him a knowing look. "Your hair has grown longer again."
Vincent gave an awkward laugh. "I was exhausted last night. Thanks for reminding me."
Hermione nodded, not curious about what he had been doing last night.
"By the way, are you sure Rita Skeeter will cooperate with us well?"
"I'm already planning to acquire the Daily Prophet, and I've already arranged for the Alchemist Magical Automaton to keep an eye on them."
Hermione felt something was off, but she didn't ask any further questions.
There is still some trust in her, besides, she also has quite a few little secrets.
Under normal circumstances, the Ministry of Ministry of Magic has always been very slow.
The castle was searched on Saturday, and the student dormitories were searched on Sunday.
Of course, the same applies to school staff.
It is said that Kingsley went to see Dumbledore in person and turned the Headmaster's Office upside down.
Vincent scoffed at this.
They're in cahoots; they're clearly putting on an act.
If they're going to search, then let them search.
I emptied the Christmas gifts from the Mithril Briefcase a while ago, and it almost filled the entire dorm room.
Wales, who was leading the team, carefully and responsibly inspected each item.
It's finally over, from morning to afternoon.
However, there were no contraband items, not even anything that posed the slightest danger.
Wales wasn't stupid; he knew there must be something else inside the Mithril Briefcase.
Vincent was unusually cooperative, readily handing the document over to him for inspection.
Even Snape couldn't find anything out, so what's there to be afraid of in this small matter?
Seeing his composure, Wales thought he was actually guilty.
Other students all have some contraband, he didn't believe he couldn't find one.
It comes in a small box.
It must be something very important to preserve it so carefully.
Upon opening it, I found it was a badge.
"The Badge of Honor of the Magical Congress of the United States of America..."
Wales carefully placed it down and cautiously reached inside again.
This time it's a Potions whose contents are unclear.
It's golden yellow, which is very suspicious.
I opened it and took a sniff; it was quite refreshing.
"Vice Captain, this should be the Brain-Boosting Potion with an effect that is almost perfect."
Wales nodded and carefully put the cork back on.
Next was a money bag filled with Gold Galleons.
It's conservatively estimated to be tens of thousands, but he still has to take them out one by one to check.
Vincent didn't care if there were a few less, since Fred and George were secretly recording outside the door, and he was better off putting the whole money bag in his pocket.
Unfortunately, Wales was very professional and didn't embezzle a single Gold Galleons.