Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Ministry of Magic, fifth floor underground, International Department of Magic.

In a large office in the middle, Barty Crouch was working at his desk. Suddenly, he felt his brain getting hot and his face changed.

He looked up and said, "Jorkins, you can go back and rest."

"Minister?"

The middle-aged woman sitting in the assistant seat raised her head in confusion: "My documents are not sorted out yet?".

"No, I suddenly remembered that I need to contact the director of France later. You are not suitable to stay here."

Crouch's face flushed, "Get out!"

"Oh, okay." Although a little confused, Bertha Jorkins, who didn't want to work overtime, left happily.

When the door closed, Crouch finally couldn't hold it back and lay on the table.

White smoke came out from the top of his head and gathered into a vague figure in the air.

"Why did it take so long?" Wayne's dissatisfied voice came from the smoke.

It has always been the subordinates who wait for the boss, but in his case, it becomes the boss who waits for the subordinates.

Does Crouch think that he is a Hufflepuff, so he has a better temper?

"I'm at work." Crouch gritted his teeth: "There was someone else in the office just now."

"Fortunately there was only one person, if they were in a meeting, it would be a big trouble!"

Crouch was also very dissatisfied. He thought Wayne was going to attack him just now, and he was almost scared to death.

"Isn't today Sunday?" The smoke figure scratched his head: "You Ministry of Magic is so frivolous?"

"How can people who only think about getting off work do a good job." Crouch raised his chin: "In my dictionary, there is no word for overtime!"

"Okay, okay." Wayne nodded repeatedly, "I need your spirit."

"I just have a task for you."

Crouch frowned: "I am very busy now. Not only do I have to complete the work in the ministry, but I also have to contact people."

"Besides, there is no news about the Horcrux you promised me."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't I just return to school?" The smoke figure shook his hand, and Crouch keenly noticed the important information.

"The Horcrux is in Hogwarts?"

"Veen nodded: "It is indeed here, but there is only one."

"Veen won't put all his eggs in one basket."

"What do you want me to do?" Crouch felt better after knowing the useful information, and asked in a deep voice.

"Are you in charge of the Triwizard Tournament?" Wayne asked.

"Do you know the Triwizard Tournament?" Crouch looked at the smoke in surprise: "It is indeed my task, but the most important task now is the World Cup next summer."

"Wait until the World Cup is properly handled before starting to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament."

Ween nodded and asked softly: "Then do you knowDo you know that other schools also want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament? "

"I know." Crouch said frankly: "From the beginning of the project restart, Ilvermorny got the news and tried to join in."

"Then, the Institute of Magic, Vagado, and Costoris also showed their intention to strengthen exchanges, but because of the high cost and the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, they were rejected by the Ministry of Magic."

"Why are you asking this?" Crouch asked with some doubt: "Are you interested in this kind of childish game?"

"It wasn't before, but it is now." The smoke floated to the opposite side of Crouch and landed on the sofa.

"What I want to say is also related to the Triwizard Tournament." Wayne said lightly: "Do your best to expand the scale of the Triwizard Tournament."

"It's best to get all seven magic schools to come."

"What do you want to do? "Crouch's heart skipped a beat: "Don't mess around, if something goes wrong, this is an international dispute."

"This is not something you should consider." Wayne said without allowing any rebuttal: "You just need to complete your mission, otherwise I will kill your whole family~"

Crouch's fists turned white.

Is killing a whole family so light?

"When you get home, I will send you something." Wayne ignored his anger and continued: "The name of the Triwizard Tournament is a bit petty."

"After so many years, let's change the name."

"What do you think...Holy Grail War? "

The sound gradually became inaudible, and the smoke disappeared.

Crouch slumped in his chair.

Seven schools... Does that kid really not know what this means?

....

Hogwarts, Wayne played with the golden cup in his hand.

"Garnado, go make some juice〃." The boy ordered, and soon, Garnado came back with a large pot of apple juice.

He first poured the juice into a clean cup before drinking it all, smacking his lips.

"Nothing has changed..."

[Holy Grail (Legend): A sacred object derived from religious legends, it is actually condensed from high-intensity magic and is now sealed.]

[Unsealing method: The selected brave completes the war ritual, and the winner is finally selected to unseal the Holy Grail.]

[Effect: The host can use the Holy Grail The huge magic power can realize the wishes within the scope of the Holy Grail. 】

Well, the effect is easy to understand.

It is to let several people fight to death, and then he will reap the benefits and get the final reward.

Through the magic detection, there is indeed a powerful seal on the cup. Wayne tried to break it violently, but after trying, the seal did not move at all.

Realizing wishes, this effect is very broad.

Corresponding to the legendary level, what can be done is even more exaggerated.

This process is very complicatedMiscellaneous.

Wayne checked the rules of the Holy Grail War. It is not enough to find seven people to fight. A contract must be signed in advance, and then multiple competitions and fights must be carried out to provide enough specific energy to gradually unlock the seal.

After thinking about it, he still thinks it is more appropriate to take advantage of the momentum of the Triwizard Tournament.

Oh no, this time it should be called the Holy Grail War.

As for what wish he should make, he has no idea now. It is still a long way off.

That is why Wayne’s face was not very good just now. The reward is a good reward, but he can’t use it now.

In other words, he got almost nothing from this lottery.

It would be strange if he was in a good mood.

.......

At night, Wayne called the Phoenix King back.

Recently, Fox was away, and the Phoenix King had been playing with Thunderbird Mia, causing thunderclouds to roll in the sky from time to time.

"Give this to Crouch, go early and come back early."

The Phoenix King hummed softly and disappeared with the Holy Grail.

A new week.

Hermione was no longer in the Divination class, and Trelawney only mentioned it.

"Her clairvoyance is very weak, and it is a good thing for her to leave."

The students were more excited than her.

"You are so amazing!" Lavender Brown's voice was full of excitement, looking at the bewildered students: "Have you forgotten? The professor said in the first class that someone will leave us forever, and that was about Hermione giving up the Divination class!"

As soon as these words came out, the students looked at Trelawney with different eyes, especially those girls, whose eyes were shining.

Even Trelawney herself was stunned.

"Is that what you mean?"

"Isn't it?" Lavender Brown said admiringly: "You are so modest, you got it all right!"

"Of course." Trelawney changed the subject awkwardly: "You can always see many things in advance on the road of divination, and you can do it in the future. Now open the textbook..."

She just said this habitually, not targeting Hermione, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every year.

Since she came to Hogwarts, this "prophecy" has never been wrong...

The content of today's class is no longer to look at the shape of tea leaves, but to read palms. Trelawney just asked the students to remember what each line represents, and then let them start practicing.

Wayne was a little worried. He would have no partner without Hermione.

As a result, when Trelawney finished speaking, Padma shyly came over and stretched out her hand: "Wayne, help me take a look."

"And me, and me."

All of a sudden, several more girls squeezed over, stretched out their little hands, and made a lot of noise.

Looking at the white arms, Wayne felt that Hermione not coming to the Divination class...

seemed like a good thing?

Ron's eyes were straight: "WhenHow can I get such treatment?"

Harry thought: "Why don't you go back to school and be able to look 70% of Wayne's appearance, it will definitely work."

Ron: "......"

.......

After class, Wayne, who was very satisfied, left the tower and met Hermione at the door of the Transfiguration classroom.

The little witch was very excited: "Arithmancy is really the right choice. This is the real divination, which is completely different from Trelawney."

"Each number and letter has many meanings. I calculated it using the professor's method, and it is really accurate."

Sitting in her seat, Hermione took out a large icon to introduce to Wayne, and then used her own name as an example. From her appearance, she really likes this course.

It was not until Professor McGonagall appeared that she put her things back.

After lunch at noon, Wayne found Professor Sprout.

"What's the matter, Wayne? "The dean is a smiling boy. Wayne rarely takes the initiative to look for her, but today is unusual.

"Professor..." Wayne sighed: "I just want to ask, if you don't greet the professor when you meet him, it is not a serious mistake."

"Of course not." Sprout said strangely: "Most professors will not care, after all, you are also very busy, and it is normal to be a little negligent."

"Even if it is Minerva, at most you will be deducted one or two points, don't worry about it. "

"But Professor Snape..." Wayne told him about Snape's revenge on him last week with a wronged look on his face.

He just came here to complain.

Let alone the fact that he himself can't stand being wronged.

Just the frustration of yesterday's lottery needs to be vented.

If he is unhappy, why can others laugh?

When Wayne finished speaking, Professor Sprout's face had completely sunk.

"Too much, Snape is targeting you!"

The crying child gets the milk, Wayne said so aggrievedly, and Snape was wrong first, which made Sprout extremely angry.

"Don't worry, who is not the dean, he is targeting you, that is, targeting Hufflepuff."

"Wayne, you go back first, I will make the decision for you. "

After that, Professor Sprout went to Greenhouse No. 4 in a rage.

......

For the whole afternoon, Sprout, who had no classes, wandered around the castle. He didn't go anywhere else, just wandered between the library and the auditorium.

If he met a Slytherin student who didn't say hello, he would stop him, and after a scolding, he would not only deduct 20 points, but also put him in detention.

It didn't take long for Sprout to catch several people.

The worst were Crabbe and Goyle. The two were caught fighting in the corridor and received double deductions and detention packages.

Soon, Professor Sprout's abnormal behavior attracted the attention of other professors.

"．〃 Pomona, your punishment is a bit too harsh. ”

During the dinner, Professor McGonagall whispered: "It's just that I didn't say hello, you shouldn't care about it, right?"

"Hehe." Sprout smiled: "Minerva, you know me, I like to see children lively."

"Whether to say hello or not is really not that important."

"But who makes some people have to use such a small thing to embarrass others? If I didn't react, people who didn't know would think that Hufflepuff didn't have a headmaster. "

Professor McGonagall was stunned.

I understand. Someone has offended this good-tempered colleague again.

Thinking that the students who were punished in the afternoon were all Slytherin students, Professor McGonagall looked at Snape, whose face was as gloomy as water.

Lupin also observed with interest. When he was in school, Sprout was the head of Hufflepuff. To be honest, he had never seen this kind lady get angry.

The eyes of his colleagues were all focused on him. It was impossible for Snape to play dead.

He said in a deep voice: "Did Lawrence tell you?"

Sprout was not intimidated: "Don't care who said it, this is the fact, right?"

"That's because of the photos he sent out! "Snape suppressed his anger and cursed Wayne in his heart.

Sue the parents, it's unethical!

Although he didn't say anything...

"Minerva, taking a photo of a Boggart shouldn't violate any school rules, right?" Professor Sprout turned around and asked.

"This..." Professor McGonagall was embarrassed and didn't know how to start.

Through the conversation between the two, she now understood the reason for the matter.

She had also seen that photo, and it was indeed a little... something.

But what Sprout said was not wrong, Wayne didn't take a photo of Snape, but a Boggart.

"I can prove that there is no such school rule in the school." Lupin suddenly spoke, with a smile on his lips: "Maybe Mr. Lawrence just wanted to record the transformation process of the Boggart, so he took these photos. ”

After that, he said to Snape earnestly: "Severus, you are a professor after all, you should be fair in doing things."

"Next time, don't take revenge on personal grudges."

Snape almost vomited blood, and looked at Lupin with flaming eyes.

What's wrong with you?

No, if Lupin hadn't deliberately led Neville, how could he have made a fool of himself?

In an instant, Snape figured out the key and lowered his head in hatred.

Now it's two to one, the situation is not favorable to him, he must endure it.

It is said that he is the most protective dean, now it seems that it is Sprout, okay!

However, what Snape didn't know was that the revenge of the dean of Badger House had just begun.

The next day, when Crabbe and others knew the content of their secret, they were all dumbfounded.

Sprout actually letThey fermented fertilizer?

The entire greenhouse No. 4 was a small fertilizer warehouse, and every punished person had to work here for a day.

The smell almost made people faint.

When the little wizard returned to the dormitory on the first day, he woke up his roommates.

Snape, who got the news, hurried to greenhouse No. 4 and saw Crabbe and Goyle adding water to a pile of fertilizer.

The two of them were even worse off, and had to come for two consecutive days.

"Professor!" Seeing Snape, the two big fools burst into tears.

But Snape had no intention of making a decision for the two of them, and asked directly: "Is there any prepared fertilizer here?"

"Yes, it's over there." Crabbe said dryly, pointing in a direction, where several rows of sealed wooden barrels were neatly placed.

Snape came over and opened one directly, and the smell made him unable to open his eyes.

But he couldn't help but smile.

Crabbe and Goyle were dumbfounded.

Is this what the professor likes?

"Lupin...just wait for me." Snape clenched his fist.

If I can't cure Lawrence, can't I cure you?

The wolfsbane potion with fertilizer may be more effective! .