Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

In the History of Magic class, Professor Binns used his usual hypnotic voice to tell the history of goblin rebellions.

Since the first grade, the little wizards have begun to learn about the history of goblin rebellions.

But because goblins have always been dishonest in history, there are related contents even in the fifth grade.

It almost occupies one-third of the entire History of Magic course.

Today, Professor Binns talked about whether the seventeenth-century wand legislation curbed the goblin rebellion.

Since this decree, it has become a clear regulation that goblins and other intelligent creatures are not allowed to hold wands, which effectively curbed the scale of goblin rebellions, but the number has increased instead of decreased.

Overall, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

Professor Binns's analysis was very objective, but unfortunately no students could hear it. Two-thirds of the class slept, and another one-third was brewing, with their heads nodding.

Wayne also fell asleep when he touched the table, but the system's prompt sound woke him up.

[Congratulations to the host, you have completed the big event 'The Mystery of the Wizarding World', completion: OK, reward a critical hit gift pack. ].

A sense of déjà vu

How did he quietly complete another big event?

The mystery of the wizarding world's population...

What does it mean?

It's a garbage system, it doesn't know how to explain it clearly, and it has to let him guess it himself.

"Open the gift pack."

Wayne muttered indifferently in his heart. The gift pack directly gave 500 points. It was really the worst gift pack in history, and the completion rate was also the lowest.

But it's better to have it than not.

The next time Wayne didn't want to sleep, he just thought about what he had done recently to generate a big event.

But he didn't figure out the reason until the get out of class was over. It was only when he heard other young wizards' discussion in the hall that he knew what was going on.

Wayne fell into silence.

He said why there were so many people missing from the History of Magic class...

It seems that they went to do something important.

At the same time, he also understood the system's naming of this major event. This was really asking for death.

What on earth is their brain circuit? They actually thought of provoking the Dementors?

"Professor McGonagall's voice was so loud just now. I could hear it clearly outside the door." A girl who witnessed the whole process showed a lingering fear and put her hands on her chest.

"I have never seen Professor McGonagall so angry. Even if Potter deducted a lot of points before, she didn't do this."

Harry, who was eating melons silently on the side: "......."

Thank you for thinking of me at this time.

"Where are Seamus and the others now?" Wayne asked curiously.

"The school infirmary, or Filch's office?" The girl said uncertainly, "I had to go to class later, so I didn't hear it clearly."

"Lawrence!" Percy came over, "Professor McGonagall is looking for you, go to her office."

"I know."

When Wayne learned about the suicide of these guys, he expected this and walked out of the hall without any surprise.

"Mr. Lawrence, take a look."

Seeing Wayne, Professor McGonagall handed him a letter.

Although she was confused and puzzled as to why Dumbledore would make such an arrangement, Professor McGonagall still followed his instructions and consulted Wayne for anything related to the Ministry of Magic.

Wayne read it quickly.

The content of the letter was not much, just warning the school to restrain the young wizards and not to cause trouble for the Dementors again.

"Too much!" Wayne said angrily.

"Indeed." Professor McGonagall nodded: "I have punished Mr. Finnigan and the others, and their parents will come to school tomorrow."

"Professor, you misunderstood." Wayne shook his head: "I mean the Ministry of Magic is too much. This is our school's internal affairs. When is it their turn to make decisions?"

Professor McGonagall stared at him with wide eyes.

Are you serious?

We are not right this time!

"Professor, this is clearly an obedience test." Wayne said seriously: "Seamus and Justin were sent by Headmaster Dumbledore to test whether the Dementors were honest."

"The result is obviously disappointing to us. The little wizard just played with them for a while, and the Dementors forgot the ban and entered the school without permission."

"We haven't blamed the Ministry of Magic yet, and they dare to complain first?"

Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed with confusion.

Is that so?

No, her eyes immediately regained clarity, "Mr. Lawrence, do you believe this reason~?"

I was almost fooled by this kid.

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, the important thing is that this is the fact." Wayne emphasized: "You should write a letter of condemnation to the Ministry of Magic now and ask them to restrain the Dementors."

"Even if everyone made a mistake, the punishment is appropriate, but this is an internal matter of our school and has nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic."

Professor McGonagall understood what Wayne meant.

After a moment of silence, Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth and agreed, "I know, let's handle it as you said."

Wayne smiled.

Although Professor McGonagall is usually very strict with the little wizards, she is the one who cares for everyone the most.

At the same time, McGonagall also understood why Dumbledore would entrust such an important task to a little wizard.

Wayne's handling method is indeed much better than she thought.

"By the way, that brooch..." McGonagall thought of something and said.

"Professor, this is not my fault." Wayne quickly shook his head like a rattle.

"I sell brooches for everyone's benefit. As for them developing other ways to play, it has nothing to do with me."

"I don't blame you. "Professor McGonagall couldn't help but laugh: "I just want to say that you did a good job. At least with your brooch, the fear that Dementors brought to students has dissipated a lot."

"Hufflepuff plus 20 points, okay, let's go eat."

"Thank you, professor. "Wayne smiled shyly and left the office.

.......

During a meal, the story of Seamus and others spread like the wind.

The Gryffindor table was in a frenzy.

Taking the initiative to provoke the Dementors!

This behavior, in their opinion, is almost a representative of warriors, and it is so cool.

As for the few points deducted, what does it matter when the school just started?

They are confident that they will catch up later.

Many people are regretting why Seamus and others didn't call more people when they went there, they also want to try.

On the Hufflepuff side, everyone is more worried about the safety of Justin and McMillan.

Until several classmates The school went to the school infirmary as a representative to visit them, and the badgers were relieved.

The biggest beneficiary is Wayne.

These guys are simply advertising for him with their lives. With a brooch, they can chase Dementors away. Is there a more direct effect than this?

During the short meal time, many people came to Wayne to buy brooches. He asked Cedric to help make a statistics of the total demand.

.......

At ten o'clock, the students yawned and came to the astronomy tower. As soon as they arrived at the rooftop, they were frozen.

The late night in September was already very cold. Many people tightened their robes. Wayne helped Hermione cast a constant temperature spell.

"Thank you. "The little witch smiled widely.

Although she could do this spell herself, Hermione enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by Wayne.

"Let's go, finish the star map and go back." Holding the girl's hand, the two came to the corner of the rooftop and set up the brass telescope.

Since obtaining the inheritance of the Star-Forging Dragon King, Wayne's understanding of the stars and star tracks has risen sharply.

When Hermione just determined the brightness and relative coordinates of a star, he had already drawn it completely.

"How can you be so fast?" Hermione looked at the standard star map in surprise.

"I can be even faster." Wayne said proudly: "It's just the stars, I'm most familiar with them."

"Tsk." Hermione snorted unconvinced, "What are you proud of? You have to stay here with me after you finish drawing."

"Why don't you go back at night? "Wayne looked at the stars in the sky and asked in a low voice.

"No." Hermione blushed, "Lavender and Parvati will know."

"No, just give them two drops of life and death water." Wayne said nonchalantly, "Anyway, you get up early every day, they won't find out."

"You want me to drug my roommate?" Hermione was surprised and shook her head quickly: "No, noOK."

"How can this be called drugging? This is to help them enter a deep sleep."

"Don't worry, there are no side effects. "Wayne took Hermione's hand and persuaded her. He had an absolute say in this matter.

If you don't believe me, look at Norman and Toby. They sleep deeply for eight hours a day. They are so energetic during the day and can't sleep in the History of Magic class.

Finally, under Wayne's persistent nagging, Hermione finally agreed, but she didn't agree to use the water of life and death. Instead, she wanted to wait for other roommates to fall asleep and let Gardevoir pick her up.

Wayne didn't say anything else, as long as the person came out.

Hermione was getting better and better from the first year to the third grade, and he had to check it out carefully.

........

The next day.

Wayne pulled Hermione out of the forbidden forest with a refreshed spirit, and the box was put away.

With a fragrant and soft pillow, it is comfortable to sleep.

Back to the castle, they happened to meet a few adults talking to Professor McGonagall. The expressions of several adults were extremely wonderful, as if they were forcibly suppressing their anger.

The two looked at each other and guessed the identities of these people in their hearts.

Sure enough, not long after, mixed screams came from the school infirmary, especially Dean Thomas's screams were the loudest. Professor McGonagall specially emphasized that Jie was the mastermind.

More importantly, only one parent came from others, but both of Thomas' parents came.

Facing the mixed doubles of men and women, Thomas shed tears of regret.

If he had known that the consequences would be so serious, he would never have troubled the Dementors!

The little wizards who were watching the show outside were terrified, but they were reluctant to leave. They rushed to their respective classrooms until class was about to start.

Wayne entered the Potions classroom almost at the same time as Snape.

"If you are late for class, Hufflepuff will be deducted five points. "

Without even looking at Wayne, Snape waved his wand, lowered all the curtains, and strode to the podium.

The classroom was extremely quiet. Everyone knew that Snape was in a flammable and explosive state after the start of the school year. If you met a dog on the road, you would have to curse it before leaving. No one dared to offend him.

"Son of the Beach."

Wayne mouthed to Snape's back.

Now Snape has found a way to deal with Wayne.

Although the deduction of points will not make Wayne uncomfortable, Snape himself is happy.

"Turn the book to page 361." Without any nonsense, the book in front of Snape moved automatically without wind, and he pulled down a curtain, and all the necessary materials and processes were printed on it.

"Shrinkage potion, you are already in the third grade, don't tell me that such a simple potion can't be completed in one class. Snape said coldly: ". 〃 Before the get out of class ends, I will randomly select a lucky little wizard to give your pet a potion that I brewed myself. "

"Now, go get the ingredients.”

Everyone immediately started to work, daisies, figs, scarabs, narcissus roots, frog brains.

Snape was right, this potion was not difficult for a third-year wizard, and only five ingredients were used.

But the premise is that there is no old bat staring at you sinisterly from behind.

"Pattier, I told you to cut the daisies into one centimeter lengths, why didn't you use a ruler to measure it?"

"Sherlock, scarab powder, do you know the definition of powder? Grind it for another ten minutes!"

The disgusting long tail tone and the venomous language of venomous snakes, under strong oppression, many young wizards made low-level mistakes, and Snape scolded them.

Wayne made his own portion as quickly as possible and raised his hand.

"Professor, I'm done."

"So what if I'm done? "Snape wanted to make a few more taunts, but when he saw the wand on the table, he felt that he should be gentler when treating students.

"Keep quiet when you're done, and don't disturb others."

After that, Snape ran to the other side.

At the end of the get out of class, he gave a shrinking potion to a cat owned by a Ravenclaw girl, and it immediately turned into a kitten, which made the girls stare at him.

Snape shook his head and left the classroom without saying a word, seeming very regretful.

"Did he eat something unclean?" Norman was still complaining after leaving the classroom: "Why does he bite everyone he meets?"

"I guess Potter has offended him again." Toby guessed.

"Gryffindor and Slytherin's potions class should be tomorrow, right?" Norman was a little unconvinced, "Snape started on the day of the opening dinner, and it should have nothing to do with Potter. ”

“Professor Lupin.” Susan, who had been listening, interrupted and said, “Have you forgotten that when Snape introduced Professor Lupin, his expression was as if he was about to eat him.”

“Do these two have any grudges? ".

All of a sudden, everyone's attention was diverted. Compared to Snape's occasional illness, they were more interested in these gossips.

Wayne ignored everyone's discussion, walked a few steps quickly, came to a deserted place, and summoned Gardevoir.

The next class was Divination, which almost crossed the entire castle. He was too lazy to let Gardevoir take him there.

Professor McGonagall's evaluation of Trelawney influenced some people, but there were also people who did not believe it.

Except for Hermione, most girls thought that Professor Trelawney was really capable because she perfectly met everyone's expectations of a fortune teller.

Mysterious, weird, and ethereal.

.......

"I decided to give up this course and take other subjects. ”

After class, Hermione finally couldn't help it, "She is a complete liar, she speaks without any reason, just randomly mentions a few possibilities, and she has mesmerized everyone. ”

"Okay. "Wayne rubbed the girl's head: "Since you can't learn divination, how about trying arithmetic divination?"

"At least arithmetic divination is based on evidence."

"How about Muggle research?" Hermione became indecisive at this time and hoped that Wayne would help her make a decision.

"It's better to do arithmetic divination. Muggle research is really useless. After learning it, I'm afraid you will be misled."

He flipped through some books about how wizards view Muggles, and the views in them are simply subversive.

For example, in the eyes of wizards, Muggles' favorite sport is giving birth...

Because of this, the number of Muggles is so much more than that of wizards.

It's simply against the sky.

"Okay. "Hermione still accepted Wayne's suggestion.

Before dinner in the afternoon, she happily came to Wayne and Qiu: "Professor McGonagall has helped me change my courses, and she agrees with my decision."

"I just need to buy a textbook for arithmetic divination."

"No need to buy it, I have last year's textbook here." Qiu smiled and said: "The textbook for arithmetic divination has not been updated, you can use it directly."

"Thank you, Qiu." Hermione smiled and gave Qiu a hug.

At this time, a little wizard suddenly exclaimed.

"Black has been found!"

.......

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