On Sunday, Vincent was finally able to escape his busy study routine.
Ancient Runes were very complex, with each stroke containing a wealth of information.
Owl Court Club Room.
"You're finally willing to show your face?" The twins raised their little heads high, as if expressing their dissatisfaction.
"I've always shown my face, okay?" Vincent stepped onto the ring and lightly brushed the spotless punching bag with his hand.
Percy really understands him; it seems he cleans every day.
"That's what you call showing off?" George scoffed. "Malfoy and his gang have been so smug lately."
He jumped down, saying, "Let them have some fun."
Even across the aisle, you could feel the lively atmosphere coming from the Club Room across the street.
Fred grinned mischievously. "Is it time for some action?"
"Are you guys really going stir-crazy?"
Vincent looked them over carefully. "Never mind, the Christmas holidays are coming soon. Let's talk about it next semester."
The twins' faces were filled with envy and jealousy.
Nicolas Flamel's invitation was something even the wealthy Malfoy family couldn't obtain.
"You haven't told anyone about it, have you?"
"Of course not."
Fred and George may seem like they're always laughing and joking, but they know how to behave appropriately when it really matters.
Voldemort wasn't the only dark wizard in the Wizarding World interested in the Sorcerer's Stone; they all knew that letting it slip would have serious consequences.
How about a Gwent?
"No, I need to check Nicolas Flamel's notes."
"Didn't you just finish learning Ancient Runes?"
"I'm just a beginner."
The twins went off to play cards, pouting their little mouths.
Vincent sat down with a sense of helplessness.
To deal with this pair of clowns, you have to constantly improve your mental resilience.
As long as they don't bring any trouble back, that's fine.
Aside from some introductions and suggestions on Alchemy, the notes Dumbledore gave him consisted entirely of short, incomprehensible paragraphs.
This writing style is very similar to computer system code, but it is far more complex than binary.
Nicolas Flamel's era clearly wouldn't have used the binary system of computers; it's likely one of the following: ancient Egypt, ancient China, or ancient India, or perhaps all three.
Vincent promptly closed his notebook.
Christmas is just a week away; you can ask him in person then.
He took out a book called "Introduction to Alchemy" from the small cloth bag that had been enchanted with the Undetectable Extension Charm and began to read it.
A famous Muggle scientist was Alchemists in his lifetime.
If this great scientist were a wizard, he might actually reach Nicolas Flamel's level.
Alchemy is similar to Transfiguration, except that it is more exaggerated in terms of duration and effect.
As Vincent, Higgs, who had been waiting for more than half a month, finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
He approached gently, his eyes fixed only on the gray-gold hair on his forehead.
Just one, one is enough.
His outstretched right hand could already touch the ends of his hair.
"That's really expensive..." Vincent suddenly leaned back in his chair and closed the book he had only read a few pages of.
"Introduction to Alchemy" truly teaches you how to get started; the entire book is filled with basic conversion formulas.
To conduct hands-on practice, you need to spend a lot of money to purchase the relevant materials.
Sulfur and mercury are not too expensive, but almost all formulas require these two substances.
Go out and buy it!
Higgs mustered his courage again and reached out his hand, Vincent suddenly stood up again.
What to do?
Let's go with them.
"Where are you going?" Hermione asked as she walked into the Club Room carrying a stack of books.
"Go outside and breathe some fresh air."
She stacked the books on an empty table. "Let's do it together. I have something to tell you."
Vincent had a pretty good idea of what it was.
Over the past two weeks, paranormal events have frequently occurred in the Club Room.
At first, only the tables and chairs moved inexplicably, but later even the heavy sandbags started to shake inexplicably.
"Qiu said yesterday that the spot she and Marietta chose these past few days was very strange, warm and cozy, like there was a stove underneath."
Hermione stopped in front of the large mirror in the secret passage on the fourth floor. "They looked, and there was nothing down there."
"That's strange."
"Right, those could be explained by ghosts before, but the places where they appear only feel cold."
Vincent rested his chin on his hand, gazed at the mirror, and began to ponder.
If it's not the work of ghosts, then it can only be a person.
"It's the Disillusionment Charm!" He turned around abruptly and looked into the empty corridor.
Hermione's face hardened with alarm. "A pervert has infiltrated the Club Room?"
"It should be."
Both of them ran back quickly.
Higgs, leaning against the wall, was sweating profusely.
He genuinely thought he had been discovered.
The only problem is that he's been running into Qiu and Marietta every time he's sweeping the floor these past few days.
After a while, even a fool would know there's something wrong.
They searched the Owl Court Club Room with Revealing Charm and, sure enough, found almost identical shoe prints right under the center of each table.
Judging from their size, they should be sixth or seventh graders.
Percy immediately summoned the students from those two grades, as well as the Gryffindor students with larger feet.
After comparing them one by one, the Little Lions were all ruled out as suspects.
"The rest are Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff..."
Vincent turned to look at the Black Swan members who were watching the commotion outside.
If they did it, it couldn't be as simple as just being called a "great gentleman".
Percy clearly had this in mind as well.
Especially when he saw Marcus, a fellow Prefect, grinning at him from across the room.
If the open methods don't work, why not try the underhanded ones?
This great gentleman from Hogwarts must be caught!
Higgs, still under the effects of the Disillusionment Charm, was well aware of the seriousness of the situation.
The Owl Court has raised its guard, and it's no longer possible to sneak in as before.
He quietly returned to the Black Swan Club Room.
Gryffindor students have access to and from Slytherin's dormitory.
Slytherin students also have access to Gryffindor dormitories.
"Let's disperse for now." Vincent carefully put away the parchment with the complete footprint engraved on it.
"Don't worry, everyone, I guarantee I will catch him."
Although the girls were all very uneasy, they managed to keep their emotions in check.
The twins and Hermione and the others had almost all scattered before they finally gathered together.
"It must have been those guys!"
Fred gestured towards the opposite side of the door, "Rumors will definitely start spreading this afternoon, and we can't just stand by and watch them ruin the club's reputation."
"Perhaps it's just a coincidence," Vincent thought, adopting the perspective of Black Swan.
"I am the student they hate the most, but they can't attack me openly, and sneak attacks have proven to be ineffective."
Hermione blurted out, "To ruin your reputation, I'd better use your face!"
"Polyjuice Potion." Vincent nodded with great relief. "That way, if it turns out to be me in the end, Owl Court and I will be disgraced."
The Revealing Charm can reveal the true nature of many things, but Polyjuice Potion are not among them.
"Insidious!"
"Mean!"
Fred and George also realized what was going on.
Unfortunately, if this "gentleman" is caught in advance, the Black Swan will not only have wasted its efforts, but will also be labeled with all sorts of negative tags.