Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

"I'm preparing for the next test!"

One sentence attracted everyone's attention.

The young wizards were already nervous about the upcoming sorting ceremony and had fear of the unknown.

Judging from Wayne's performance, could it be that he knew more about the sorting ceremony?

"Hey, do you know the assessment content of the sorting ceremony?"

The domineering voice came, and the speaker was a boy with platinum blond hair. Next to him were two silly big guys who were much bigger than ordinary little wizards.

The little wizard looked good, but his expression looked very flat. , giving people a very unpleasant feeling.

Wayne's fists were hard. He had been a 'school bully' in elementary school for four years, and no one had dared to talk to him like this for a long time.

But when he thought about his plan, he He explained with his usual expression:

"You know, Cedric and the twins just told me about the sorting process."

Ron, who was standing next to Harry, whispered.

"twin? It can't be George and Fred! Wayne also heard it and nodded,"You are Ron Weasley, right? Your brother told me about you.""

At this time, all the little wizards gathered around and asked in a hurry:

"What exactly is the sorting ceremony?"

"Will there be any danger?"

"I haven't mastered a single spell, can I really enroll in school?"

Okay, okay, everyone took the bait.

Wayne was secretly happy.

Did he really think that he was full and was so cooperative with Gemini and Cedric on the train?

On the one hand, Wayne was indeed a little bored, and he just thought he was teasing fools. On the other hand, it was just to trap the big one.

The hunting had begun!

Before Professor McGonagall had come back, Wayne quickly told the twins and the sorting ceremony he had mentioned, some unreasonable things, He was kind enough to help perfect it.

As Wayne told the story, the faces of the little wizards around him became paler and their legs became weak.

Even those little wizards from pure-blood families were like this. Malfoy's face had no trace of anything. It was bloody.

Although parents would use the sorting ceremony to scare their children to satisfy their own evil tastes, it was not so detailed!

After hearing what Wayne said, a group of little guys seemed to be able to feel the tragedy of the sorting ceremony.

Ron murmured to himself:"It's over, it's over. I remembered that when the first grade came back during the summer vacation, both Fred and George were limping."

"It must be that the injury sustained during the sorting ceremony has not healed yet."

Actually, this was just the twins who wanted to secretly go to the Forbidden Forest at the end, but Hagrid's fangs found out and drove them away.

At this time, no one responded to Ron, and Harry had fallen into a deep self-isolation..

What should he do?

If he fails the test, will he have to go back to the Dursleys' display window?

After seeing the artifacts of the wizarding world, he really doesn't want to go back.

Wayne finally sighed casually:"If it's too If the danger is over, I plan to give up the test and go back to my Harrow school."

This also gave inspiration to several young wizards from Muggle families.

It really doesn't work....Shall we give up?

"You, are everything you said true?"Hermione was also very frightened and hoped that Wayne was lying to her.

"It wasn't me who said it, it was Cedric and Ron's two brothers who said it."Wayne corrected:

"You may not know who Cedric is. He has ranked first in grade two years in a row and is a model student in the eyes of his parents."

Hermione was about to cry and had no hope at all.

Crunch!

The door to the room was pushed open, and Professor McGonagall was stunned when she walked in.

What's going on?

Although the young wizards in the past were very nervous, they were not like this. Are they like this?

This is not a sorting ceremony. For those who don’t know, they thought they were going to the Louis XVI Happy Stage.

Before she could say anything, a little witch ran over and asked in a tearful voice:

"Professor McGonagall, can I choose to drop out of school?"

"What did you say?"McGonagall could hardly believe her ears.

What did she hear?

A young wizard actually wanted to drop out of Hogwarts?

"And I!"

"Woohoo, mom, where are you? I want to go home!"

Another four little wizards cried and said. Mag's head was dizzy and she felt even more panicked.

Since the establishment of Hogwarts, some students have been expelled, some have transferred to other schools midway, and some have even been killed..

But there has never been a student that she wanted to drop out of school.

But today she met, and she met five at once!

If this spreads, what will other magic schools think of Hogwarts?

One thing can make a joke A hundred years for them!

"Why do you want to drop out of school? Is it because someone bullied you on the train? The professor makes the decision for you."

McGonagall tried to be kind and asked the little wizard gently.

As the vice principal of the school, she must not let such a shameful thing happen, and must appease these little wizards.

How many of them are you? I just said a few words.

They were very scattered. Mag spent a long time trying to figure out what they meant.

"So, are you preparing to drop out of school because the sorting ceremony may be dangerous and you don’t know how to do magic spells?"

All the little wizards nodded vigorously.

In an instant, Mag's face turned red:"Who is spreading rumors here, saying that the sorting ceremony is dangerous? It's nonsense!"

Swish, swish!

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Wayne, who was standing in the middle.

Mag naturally noticed it and said angrily:"Mr. Lawrence, are you the one who is intimidating other students?"

"Professor McGonagall, I didn't threaten them."Wayne pretended to be very innocent and even looked a little aggrieved and said:

"I just want to tell you what to expect during the sorting ceremony so that you can prepare in advance. What's wrong with that?"

"Then you can't talk nonsense. Trolls and ghouls are out."

"If it hadn’t been for the sorting process, I would have deducted 20 points from your college! Wayne was even more unhappy:"

I didn't make this up, my senior told me.""

"Which senior?"Professor McGonagall asked.

Wayne said without thinking,"George Weasley, Fred Weasley, and Cedric Diggory."

At this moment, Professor McGonagall was completely numb.

Twins, you deserve to die!"