Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Thousands of miles away, at St. Petersburg State University.

In a large classroom, a professor was giving an impassioned lecture.

"Today, we are going to learn the thoughts of a great being. Even though I am here to teach you, I have not learned even a fraction of the thoughts of this great being."

When the professor said this, his eyes were filled with enthusiasm and yearning.

"Among them, the most important thing is the cognition of the underlying materialistic dialectics!"

"We need to understand what a two-dimensional dialectical analysis matrix is..."

The large classroom was full of students. Although the country had undergone drastic changes, it had not been long, and people's hearts had not dispersed. Many people still yearned for the glorious era.

Tom was among them. He wore black-framed glasses, and with his fair skin and handsome appearance, he attracted the attention of the surrounding female students.

But Tom has no women in his eyes, only knowledge.

After more than two months of wandering, Tom did not touch anything related to the magic world at all, and completely integrated himself into the Muggle world.

From the bottom of his heart, he still looked down on the Muggle blood.

But Tom could not deny it.

In fact, IQ and thinking have nothing to do with blood. There are many fools among wizards, even more.

At least he was played around by a pure Muggle-born kid, and almost lost his life.

Tom doesn't care about the gap in strength.

He believes in his talent, even if Master Lawrence, ah.

Even if Lawrence is also a monster, he has seen that the kid disdains to use black magic.

What a ridiculous insistence.

He doesn't understand the greatness of black magic at all!

Now he can't beat Lawrence and Dumbledore, but he will definitely be able to in a few years.

What he needs to do now is to make up for his strategic deficiencies, not to target these two people, but another him.

As proud as he is, he will never allow another Tom or another Voldemort to exist in the world.

As for Lawrence

Hehe, continue playing childish house games with those little ghosts.

"A-choo!"

In the principal's office, Wayne suddenly sneezed 12 times.

"Sorry, principal, maybe a potion professor is scolding me again." Wayne pinched his itchy nose, casually threw the pot and continued:

"I understand what you mean."

"Go with peace of mind, leave the school to me, I promise to lead Hogwarts to prosperity and development, and become the best magic school in the world."

Dumbledore: "..."

No, he just felt that Professor McGonagall was a little too rigid when facing the pressure of the Ministry of Magic, and hoped that Wayne could help at a critical moment.

From what Wayne said, he was asking for help?

"Here." Wayne held out his hand.

"What?" DumbledoreDu looked at him in confusion: "What kind of reward do you want?"

"I don't want any reward." Wayne looked at him in confusion: "Polyjuice Potion, you can't let me pay for it out of my own pocket, right?"

"Besides, I don't have too much stock on hand."

"As for human transfiguration, I haven't learned it yet. There may be some flaws. Polyjuice Potion is the safest."

"No, that's not what I meant..." Dumbledore was speechless, but he soon noticed the blind spot:

"No, when did you learn human transfiguration?!"

This is Grindelwald's unique skill. Although Wayne showed interest last time, Grindelwald didn't teach him.

"You don't know?" Wayne was more surprised than Dumbledore: "I was bored during the summer vacation, so I went to Grindelwald for dinner twice, and he taught me as soon as he was happy."

"I thought you would mention it when you wrote."

Dumbledore covered his chest without leaving a trace.

This little thing is really jumping fast.

Every time he chats with Wayne, he always gets different "surprises".

Dumbledore is afraid that one day he will not be able to bear it, and he will embark on another great adventure before the great cause of exorcism is completed.

"Wayne..." Dumbledore smiled bitterly, and even changed his address: "Do you know that if the Ministry of Magic finds out that you are going to find Grindelwald, all the countries in Europe will not be able to accommodate you."

"Thank you for your concern." Wayne smiled brightly: "I guarantee that there will be no living people... No, no one can find out. Although Professor Lockhart is not good at other things, the Oblivion Spell is really powerful."

"I have learned a lot of useful knowledge from him."

"Just keep it in mind." Dumbledore is tired and doesn't want to care about this guy anymore.

Go if you want to. Anyway, Grindelwald's methods can't fool Wayne. This kid is very cunning.

"Wayne, I'm not asking you to pretend to be me and appear in the school." Dumbledore continued, "I will inform Professor McGonagall. If it is related to the Ministry of Magic, she will discuss it with you."

"Is that so." Wayne's expression was visibly depressed, "I thought you wanted me to take your place for a while."

"Things haven't come to that point yet." Dumbledore's eyebrows jumped.

If Wayne pretends to be him for a while...

When he comes back, it's a question whether the school still exists.

Or has the name changed to Lawrence Institute of Advanced Technology?

He didn't dare to gamble anyway.

"Okay, I get it." Wayne pouted, "Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll go to class."

"Go ahead."

Dumbledore watched Wayne leave, thought about it, and was still a little worried.

Took out another roll of parchment and began to write to Grindelwald.

Warned him that it was okay to discuss magic appropriately, but never say anything weird.

There are already two Toms stirring up trouble in the magic world. If Wayne is also led astray, then the world should be destroyed as soon as possible.

........

When Wayne came to Greenhouse No. 2, two consecutive classes were already halfway through.

Professor Sprout didn't say much, just smiled and asked him to find a place.

Waiting to Norman and Toby, Wayne looked at the little thing in front of him: "Is this class about bubble pods?"

"Yes, come, help." Norman asked Wayne to hold the flower pot and cut off the bubble pods on it, while Toby caught them in a wooden barrel filled with nutrient solution.

Bubble pods are chubby pink pods with shiny beans inside.

These beans will bloom as soon as they touch solids, so before preserving them, they must be covered with a layer of flowing liquid.

Ron accidentally knocked over a few beans, and several huge flowers immediately appeared on the ground, filling the room with fragrance, but Professor Sprout was a little unhappy.

"Weasley, be gentler."

"Sorry, Professor." Ron's nose turned red with embarrassment.

Harry was also a little embarrassed.

If he hadn't told Ron about the nightmare he had last night, Ron wouldn't have been distracted.

Squatting down to continue processing the bubble pods, Ron whispered: "It was just a simple dream. How could you go to college in a Muggle school?"

"Even if you didn't come to Hogwarts, you wouldn't be old enough."

"I know." Harry nodded and whispered back: "But it's too real. I even remember the content. It's called "Methodology"."

"I haven't heard of it." Ron shook his head like a rattle: "I feel that the influence of Dementors on you has not disappeared. With the brooch made by Wayne today, you should be able to sleep well."

"Maybe." Harry didn't refute.

After putting on the brooch, he did feel much more comfortable.

It's worthy of being a custom-made model worth ten Galleons. It's powerful.

...........

After two classes, everyone handed the collected bubble pods to Professor Sprout and walked out of the classroom.

The main group rushed to the auditorium, but on the way, a few young wizards walked out of the castle and headed towards the door.

"Thomas, are we really going?" Seamus asked anxiously, but his body still followed Dean Thomas obediently.

There were a few people beside him, some from Hufflepuff and some from Gryffindor.

Their faces were both nervous and expectant.

In the third grade, they have completely entered puberty. What is restless is not only hormones, but also the suicidal gene hidden in their hearts.

With a sharp weapon, the killing intention arises.

Each of them got a brooch and is feeling good now.

It feels like a loss if you don't try it out after spending so much money.

So a few like-minded peopleThe young wizards gathered together and prepared to find trouble with the Dementors.

"Just give it a try. If it doesn't work, we'll turn around and run. The Dementors dare not enter the school. We'll go back and ask Wayne for an explanation."

"If it works... hehehe!"

Dean Thomas laughed sinisterly.

Back then on the Hogwarts Express, although he didn't faint as embarrassingly as Harry, his pants were wet. Fortunately, no one noticed.

But Dean Thomas always remembered it.

Today I'm here to save face.

Several people came to a side door of Hogwarts, which led to a vegetable garden. Except for Hagrid, almost no one would use it, but the diligent Dementors still guarded here, and there were two of them.

Before getting close, just seeing these two black-robed hooded figures, several people felt the temperature drop.

But soon, this feeling disappeared. The brooch on the robe emitted a faint silver light, which not only dispelled the cold, but also dispelled the instinctive fear of several people when facing the Dementors.

"It's worthy of being made by Wayne. Come closer!" McMillan called out, passing Dean Thomas in the front and rushing towards the Dementors.

"Giggle~hiss!"

The Dementors also found them, but did not make any moves.

They had been warned by the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore, and now they did not have the courage to enter the school to absorb the happiness in the bodies of the little wizards.

The main reason was that they were not hungry enough, after all, they had eaten their fill in Azkaban.

The two calls were to warn the little wizards not to get closer.

However, the little wizards who had run as far as they could when they saw them were out of character this time and rushed over excitedly.

The closer they got, the brighter the badges on their chests became, and the Dementors also found something wrong.

"Hoo~!"

"Hoo~!"

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know, but I feel great now."

"Yes, get them!"

The timid Seamus rushed forward with a roar, and the Dementors were dumbfounded.

Are these little wizards here to cause trouble? !

They have always bullied wizards, when have they been ignored and bullied to the point of being bullied.

The two Dementors also got angry and floated towards Seamus and others.

When the distance was only two meters, almost at the same time, the brooches in front of Seamus and others burst into dazzling light, which was extremely clear even in the daytime.

Then, the white light gathered into a star ring around them.

Seeing this circle of star rings, the Dementors retreated desperately as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

It seems that it cannot be gathered into a physical entity, but the positive energy contained in it has exceeded that of many physical patronuses.

Of course the Dementors are afraid!

"Hahaha! You have come to this day!" Seamus, Thomas and others laughed wildly.

Relying on the existence of the star ring, they chased the two DementorsRunning around.

"We should have called Colin over to take pictures of our bravery!" Thomas shouted with some regret, and accidentally let the blocking Dementor slip away.

"It's okay, come again next time, let's have fun today!" McMillan replied excitedly.

Just then, the color of the star ring gradually dimmed, and the white light flickered. After each breath, it became three points weaker than before, and soon it was so weak that it could not be detected.

The coldness came again, and all kinds of unpleasant memories immediately emerged in their hearts, and the faces of several people froze.

The smile will not disappear, it will only transfer.

It's just that they can't see it.

Now it's the turn of the Dementor to laugh 580!

"So short?!" Thomas' hands and feet were cold, especially his pants...

"Run!" Justin Finchley's legs were the slowest, hanging at the end, so he was the least affected.

After he finished yelling, Thomas and the others finally reacted. Seeing the Dementors not running away but floating towards them, they rolled and crawled, and ran towards the castle without looking back. They could still hear their cries faintly.

......

Half an hour later, Professor McGonagall's office.

"Crazy, you are all crazy!"

The angry roar of the older cat lady passed through the door panel, and even the students gathered outside could hear it. They were so scared that they quickly hid away to avoid being splashed with blood.

"Relying on the props to protect yourself, you actually provoked the Dementors and led the Dementors to the castle! Why don't you go to heaven!"

McGonagall covered her head, and her brain was dizzy when she thought of the scene just now.

Several young wizards ran desperately, and the Dementors behind them chased them desperately. If Professor Flitwick hadn't saved them, several people would have been caught up soon.

She didn't dare to imagine what would happen then.

Originally, she thought that the Dementors had broken the rules and entered the school without permission. Professor McGonagall was furious and was about to write a letter to the Ministry of Magic, but after understanding the actual situation, she knew that she should write a letter to the parents!

"Everyone will be punished once, locked up for a month, and points will be deducted... all the points in the college will be deducted!"

Professor McGonagall originally wanted to deduct 50 points from each person, but when the words came to her lips, she remembered that it was just the beginning of the school year and there were no points at all, so she changed her mind temporarily.

"Not only that, your parents have to come to the school too!"

Hearing that the parents were called, the drooping heads were frightened.

"Professor McGonagall." Dean Thomas begged, "We accept your other punishments, can you please not call the parents..."

If his family knew that he had caused such a big trouble, he would definitely not escape a beating.

"This is a notification, not a discussion!" Professor McGonagall glared at the few people who wanted to say something else, and pointed at the door: "Now, report to the school infirmary immediately, and go to Mr. Filch in the evening!"

The reason why she was so angry was because a few little wizards did not take their lives seriously and actuallyDare to provoke the Dementors.

They must be taught a lesson!

After several people walked out of the office dejectedly, Professor McGonagall collapsed on the chair, picked up the small medicine bottle next to her, and poured a few pills into her mouth skillfully.

Such a vicious incident happened just after Dumbledore left.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened, otherwise she would not know how to explain it.

Thinking of what several people said just now, many young wizards also bought Lawrence's brooch, McGonagall hurriedly added another rule to the school rules.

"Don't provoke Dementors at will!"

So, often those school rules that look incredible have even more outrageous reasons behind them.

At the same time, Wayne, who was sleeping in the History of Magic course, suddenly woke up.

Looking confused.