Hermione's advice is that it seems serious, but in fact it is a much lighter injury.

Daphne didn't make any suggestions, just hoped that it would be as light as possible.

Even with Lin Yin who was not joking and joking, Vincent could tell how they cared for him.

"Don't worry, I'm very experienced with this."

In a sense, he was a person who had died once.

"Very experienced?" The worry on Hermione's face instantly turned into doubt.

She looked at Rinyin and tried to see some clues.

However, the other party, like her, didn't understand what this sentence meant.

"Is it because of these 'experiences' that you can see Night Hedge?"

Vincent, who was silly, quickly pretended to be stupid, "It must be true, Fulakan is so big, and there are two, you don't know how scared I was at that time."

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The logic makes sense, but she just thinks something is wrong.

Whenever he wants to hide something, he always deliberately acts very relaxed.

"Since you have a lot of experience, just hit the harder it is."

The tone is obviously very heavy, so it must have been sent away.

Vincent, who breathed a sigh of relief in secret, was actually a little panicked.

The more you get, the more familiar you become.

Her smart little brain will guess something sooner or later.

What will happen then? Let’s talk about it later.

"Thank you very much for your advice." Vincent's feet adjusted toward a steep slope with high protruding.

Daphne shouted to his back, "Hermione is joking, don't do what she said!"

He waved his right hand lightly to them, and he jumped high without looking back.

James in the rear hurriedly pressed the shutter to record this wonderful moment.

Vincent, who was steadily landing on the snow, looked ahead.

The barrier of Abe's home can be vaguely seen, and it is estimated that it will arrive after two or three accelerations.

...

...

Cang Hao sat in the courtyard, with a few empty dishes on the table next to him.

Although the possibility is very low, this is always possible.

His full concentration of waiting was not in vain, and the figure that jumped high and fell again came indeed.

It's very fast, just like a sports car of the Demonless.

"Don't think about it!" Cang Hao pulled out his magic wand and strode towards the barrier.

"Young Master, leave it to us." The guards quickly stopped him.

"No, this is my trial, you just need to stop those people." He stopped in front of him and took a deep breath.

"Remember, you must not let them get hurt."

"Yes, Master!"

Cang Hao pushed away the guards and walked straight through the barrier.

The moment he appeared, Vincent, who was skating at high speed, understood what the Abe family was thinking.

Ruyi's plan was very loud, and he actually wanted him to act as an obstacle to his younger son's growth.

Just like Dumbledore's use of Kilow and Lockhart, the principals of these magic schools are all very crafty and calculating.

"Shishe--" Vincent adjusted the direction of the ski and no longer followed the previously overlapping tracks.

I feel particularly uncomfortable to be used, especially if I know in advance.

He moved forward towards Cang Hao, and the distance was very close.

If they continue, the two will collide.

"Vincent, stop!"

He could vaguely hear the shouts, but unfortunately the whistling wind was too loud.

A white hunting suit is integrated with the snow.

Who would notice someone in front of you?

Cang Hao knew that he must have noticed it.

The two men's eyes collided in the air first.

Vincent was very calm, without any panic.

"You!" Cang Hao held his wand tightly.

Using magic now does not violate the Japanese Wizarding Code.

But he was unwilling to give up, very unwilling to give up.

Fifty feet,

Thirty feet.

He never raised his wand in the blink of an eye.

No one is willing to give in.

Ten feet!

Vinson said in particular that he slowed down and didn't even frown.

Five feet, it is within reach.

Cang Hao's whole body was tense, gritting his teeth and rolling sideways towards the snow.

At the moment of close eye contact, he knew that he had lost and lost very thoroughly.

My father Yu Xuan chose the wrong opponent, this is a ruthless person who came with enlightenment.

"Kachi--" The snowboard lifted up a large area of ​​snow horizontally.

Vincent swung twice in the snow, looking at Shang Cang Hao with a little dull look.

Unlock the fixture on one side, lift the left foot of the ski, and step on the barrier firmly.

Pain is short-lived, but frustration is lifelong.

"Cang Hao?" He put down his left foot, "I'm really sorry, I didn't scare you, are you?"

He looked flustered and had no flaws.

Cang Hao, who stood up from the snow, forced a smile, "Of course not, I thought you heard what I said."

“The wind is too loud, and I have to concentrate on skiing.”

Even the reasons have been considered.

"So that's how it is." He lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body.

"It's good if you're okay, why not come in and sit?"

Vincent did not reject his invitation, "Okay, but I have to wait for them to arrive."

"Then I'll go in and prepare first." After Cang Hao passed by him, his face became particularly unnatural.

Despite being separated by the barrier, both of them knew what each other was feeling now.

"Get out."

When the guards left, the frustration finally reached its peak.

"How is the feeling of failure?" Yu Xuan walked to his youngest son who had his head lowered.

"It feels so uncomfortable that it's almost suffocating."

“Remember it, and overcome it.”

Cang Hao raised his head, and something seemed to be flashing in his confused eyes.

"My father, don't you blame me?"

"He may be the biggest obstacle in your life." Yu Xuan looked outside.

Vincent turned his back to their father and son, and waved to the three figures in the distance to signal something.

They slowed down and stopped in front of him.
To be continued...