Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

It turns out that Professor McGonagall's decision to let Wayne patrol was a completely wrong one.

He completely forgot that his mission was to maintain order, and he could chat with people wherever he went.

Some people asked what he had just done, and some people were curious why he was on patrol.

Anyway, they could always bring up the topic.

Marietta and several other Ravenclaw girls even pulled him aside to discuss for a while how Black had entered the school.

Percy, who had been putting out fires everywhere, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped over rows of sleeping bags to ask Wayne to be more restrained.

Just as he passed by the twins, the two of them pointed their wands at Percy and whispered in unison:

"Faint!"

Percy had no defense at all, and his eyes rolled back as he passed out.

Harry and Ron, who witnessed the whole process, were dumbfounded.

These two people are too bold!

"Oh." George exclaimed in a pretentious manner: "Percy is too tired, right? How could he oversleep?"

"Hurry up and prepare a sleeping bag for him." Fred said enthusiastically.

"There is no sleeping bag, so let's use a sack."

The two of them sang in unison and put Percy in. As for the sack, it was provided by Ginny. The little girl learned Transfiguration very well. She turned a sleeping bag into a sack. It was really considerate.

Without Percy's conspicuous bag, everyone was completely relaxed. Another female student president also chose to play badly and sat on the ground to chat with several good girls.

It was like a large-scale fireside chat. The novel experience made many people so excited that they couldn't sleep.

Anyway, tomorrow is Sunday, and we can indulge ourselves for another day.

Professor Flitwick came over halfway through, and seeing that everyone was so excited, he didn't disturb them.

It was not until late at night, I don't know whether it was two or three o'clock, that the hall fell silent.

It can't be considered silent, many people still have the habit of snoring, especially Crabbe and Goyle, who are like a competition, one louder than the other.

Malfoy, who was caught in the middle, looked hopeless, and finally Wayne couldn't stand it anymore and came over to cast a silencing spell on the two of them, and he was freed.

In the next few days, the whole school had only one topic, which was how Sirius Black bypassed the layers of defense of the Dementors and sneaked into Castle 21.

The speculations of the crowd were roughly divided into several schools.

The first one was the spell school. Fred and George believed that Black had mastered a sophisticated invisibility spell that even the Dementors could not detect.

The second one was the potion school. The Slytherin students believed that Black had a Polyjuice Potion or a similar potion in his hand, and disguised himself as other little wizards to sneak into the castle.

Even the flying potion invented by Wayne is possible. Dementors cannot search the sky thoroughly.

The third is the traditional secret passage school. Blake may have mastered a new secret passage.Sneaking into the castle from a very far distance.

The professors could not do anything about this kind of thing, they could only wait for the heat to subside.

The Fat Lady was also found. She hid in a portrait of a noble lady on an outing on the seventh floor and refused to leave no matter what.

As a last resort, Filch had to temporarily dismantle her frame and search the castle for portraits willing to temporarily replace her work.

In the end, Sir Cadogan took on this task.

As long as there is a little wizard who has taken a divination class, there is no one who is not familiar with him.

Sir Cadogan's portrait is hung on the lower floor of the divination tower. Every time a little wizard passes by, he will draw his knight's lance and shout to invite a duel, always energetic.

This is hard for the little wizards in Gryffindor. Sir Cadogan changes the password twice a day, and people are often locked out because they forget the new password.

Especially Neville, who has a bad memory and often mixes up the password even if he writes it on a piece of paper.

At the Ministry of Magic, the two Aurors kept their promise and did not mention Wayne's arrogant attitude, putting all the blame on the Dementors.

Because of their negligence, Black had the opportunity to sneak into the school. Fortunately, no damage was caused, but the professors were still very angry. It was normal not to let the Dementors in to search.

Fudge accepted this reason, but Scrimgeour was dissatisfied.

Even if the Ministry of Magic has many problems, it is still the helmsman of the wizarding world. What right does a school have to prevent law enforcement officers from entering?

Even if those so-called "law enforcement officers" are Dementors, they also represent the will of the Ministry of Magic.

But he is "just" the director of the Auror Office. When the Minister is not prepared to pursue it, he can only suppress his dissatisfaction.

Another person who is very uncomfortable is Harry.

Compared to not being able to remember the password, he is now under close surveillance. Teachers find all kinds of reasons to accompany him through the corridors. Percy doesn't even care about his girlfriend and hangs around him when he doesn't have classes.

Harry guessed that it was Mrs. Weasley's order.

Even Professor McGonagall wanted him not to participate in the recent Quidditch training.

It was only after Harry and Wood argued hard that they got the special permission, but she still asked Madam Hooch to supervise the training.

After hearing about this from Hermione, Wayne sneered at it.

Ms. Hooch's level... let's not talk about it, it's really not as good as senior students like the twins or Wood.

In the first grade, Neville fell from the sky, and she didn't know how to use a spell to catch him.

Except for being a referee in Quidditch, this teacher has no highlights in other aspects.

Not right.

Even the penalty standards were criticized by the young wizards, and Slytherin's violent fouls were always not punished accordingly.

....

The date of the first Quidditch game was approaching, and the weather was getting worse.

In the last training before the game, Wood gathered the players inTogether, they gloated over a piece of good news.

"Slytherin tried to change the date of the game with a similar excuse as last year, but they failed."

"Lawrence called the Phoenix out directly. If anyone is sick, he should be cured immediately. Didn't you see Snape's face at that time, as yellow as wallpaper."

The team members laughed at the same time.

George gloated: "They have finally hit a wall by messing with Wayne. No one can control him when the principal is away."

George suddenly shook his head and said with some emotion: "I don't know since when, Slytherin has become the weakest team?"

When he said this, everyone also reacted.

In the past, they were most reluctant to face Slytherin, who had won several championships.

But since Harry joined the team, they have won all the games against Slytherin and have become the team with the most certainty of winning.

"Harry." Wood solemnly put his hand on Harry: "The tactics of this game need your cooperation."

"You say." Harry held the broom firmly.

"You won't lose to Malfoy, right? The rich young man who only scored by spending money."

"Of course." Harry's voice was high-pitched. He could lose to anyone, but even if he died, he couldn't lose to Malfoy.

"I believe you." Wood smiled with relief: "What if you continue to use your light wheel?"

Harry looked at him puzzled, and Wood explained:

"Malfoy's strength is not as good as yours, and the broom is not much stronger. I want Angelina to use Hermione's Firebolt to try to expand the score advantage. What do you think?"

"No problem." Harry agreed immediately, and Angelina was surprised and promised that she would score many goals.

The next day.

On the day of the game, the weather was extremely bad.

It was clearly morning, but the sun was almost invisible. The strong wind and heavy rain were beating the castle that had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost.

During breakfast, the faces of the Slytherin players were as gloomy as the weather outside.

They had long guessed that the weather would be bad today, so they thought about changing the date of the game.

But Wayne Lawrence completely broke their little calculations, and even Snape was speechless.

In the face of the strong wind and rain, the little wizards came to the stadium wearing raincoats and holding umbrellas.

Wayne looked at the sky and wanted to dispel the bad weather, but the game on the field was not Qiu or Hufflepuff, so he did not take action.

He stretched out his hand, and a transparent light shield wrapped around the Hufflepuff stands, isolating the rain from outside. Astoria smiled and pulled her sister to Wayne.

For a moment, the other colleges all looked at the little badger with envy, and the same idea came to their minds.

It would be great if Wayne was a student of their college, so that they wouldn't have toIt's raining.

On the field, the players' clothes were soaked and they were shivering with cold just after the game started.

At first, Li Jordan was still enthusiastically introducing the various parameters of the Firebolt. He was frequently warned by Professor McGonagall, but every time he was fine for a while, he couldn't help but go off the broom. He really loved this broom.

Later, the wind and rain became stronger and stronger, and his voice became weak.

"Thank God it's not us who are playing today." Cedric sighed. He couldn't see the figures on the field at all. He could only distinguish the players on both sides by their clothes and body shapes.

It's hard to fly steadily in this weather, and it's even more difficult to catch the Snitch.

"I can see it clearly." Wayne said without blinking, "Harry and Malfoy are fighting."

"What?!"

Bang~!

In the sky, two figures, one red and one green, intertwined, and Harry punched Malfoy in the face.

In this situation, Madam Hooch could not notice their movements at all.

The two of them had completely forgotten that their mission was to catch the Golden Snitch, and they only had eyes for each other.

Malfoy cried out in pain and grabbed Harry's hair randomly. A gust of wind blew, and their brooms swayed unsteadily. He immediately let go and grabbed the brooms to maintain balance.

"Potter! You damn orphan, you dare to hit me! I'm going to tell my dad!"

"Shut up, horse shit, no one can save you now!"

Harry was taunted by Malfoy about Dementors all day long since the beginning of school. He was so angry that he steadied his body and rushed towards Malfoy again.

At this time, Madam Hooch's whistle sounded, and a flash of lightning flashed across. Harry saw Wood waving at him, signaling him to fall back to the ground.

"I called a timeout!" Wood yelled, leading everyone under a big umbrella.

"What's the score now?" Harry wiped the sweat off his face. Fortunately, Hermione had put a waterproof spell on his glasses, otherwise he couldn't see clearly.

"Eighty to ten, a big advantage." Wood waved his fist: "But we can't go on like this, Harry, you must catch the Snitch."

"I know!" Harry responded, and everyone went up to the sky again.

Malfoy came over again, but this time Harry ignored him, but patiently looked for the Snitch.

"Potter, are you looking for the Dementor?"

Even if he was abused thousands of times, Malfoy was still so loyal. If Harry didn't come, he would stick with him.

The two were still entangled, and the sky became even darker.

Wayne raised his head.

"Why do I feel colder and colder?" Norman sneezed. Not only him, but many young wizards felt the same way.

Another flash of lightning flashed by. A young wizard with good eyesight saw hundreds of figures illuminated by the lightning and exclaimed, "Look at the sky!"

Everyone looked up. Hundreds of hooded Dementors gathered together, like a large black cloud.Clouds, floating from afar with great momentum.

"Why do Dementors appear here?" Astoria hugged Wayne's arm.

"Because everyone is too happy." Wayne narrowed his eyes: "Any happy, positive emotions are the food they rely on for survival. The Quidditch field now is equivalent to a sumptuous banquet for them."

"It's strange that they can hold it back."

There are more and more screams and exclamations. Although it is still far away from here, hundreds of Dementors gather together, and the impact range has increased countless times.

Fortunately, at this moment, the brooches on the chests of many people suddenly lit up, and silver-white smoke floated out of it, bringing warm power and dispelling the haze in people's hearts.

The players in the game were not so lucky.

Many of them also bought protective brooches, but the robes they usually wore were replaced with game uniforms.

Harry also saw the Dementors, and at the same time he saw the Golden Snitch flashing in the rainstorm, appearing in the sky between him and Malfoy, and both of them found it.

"Potter! The Dementors you fear the most are here, run!"

Malfoy's laughter spread very far, and he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the Golden Snitch.

He also hated these monsters, but laughing at Harry seemed to give him strength, reducing the influence of the Dementors on him, and his flying speed increased instead of decreasing.

Put fear aside for now, the most important thing is to beat Potter!

Harry had a numb face, accelerated, and his eyes were narrowed into a slit.

He had the same idea in his mind, even if the Dementors came, he couldn't lose to Malfoy!

Lightning broke through the sky, briefly illuminating the gloomy sky, and everyone saw that the Seekers of the two teams did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the Golden Snitch from two directions at the same time.

"Faster! Faster! Harry, you can do it!"

Wood shouted excitedly, and Gryffindor and Slytherin students in the stands were cheering for their respective players.

More intense emotions broke out, and the Dementors that were originally just floating in the sky finally couldn't stand the temptation of "delicious food" and lowered their altitudes.

"Harry!"

"Malfoy!"

The two stretched out their arms, and the gold in the air disappeared.

The next second, Malfoy roared and dived down without stopping, while Harry showed a winner's smile.

But then, the cold breath penetrated into his bones, his brain was buzzing, and the female voice begging for mercy and the shrill laughter echoed in his mind.

Harry's eyes went dark and he let go of the broom.

"Oh my god!"

"He fell from the sky! Save him!"

For a moment, the Quidditch field became extremely chaotic, with all kinds of shouts and screams.

Professor McGonagall stood up and drew out her wand, with unstoppable anger in her eyes.

The group of Dementors is still thereThey chased after him relentlessly, gradually approaching the stands. The weak white light could no longer stop their desire to eat.

"It's almost time."

Wayne stood up and stretched out his arms.

"Aresto-momentum!"

Harry's descent slowed down suddenly. Wayne no longer looked at him, with stars in his eyes.

The dog was tricked in, and the rest...

was to kill him!

"Expecto-Patronum!"

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Thanks to [Cang Yue Hai Lan] and [Don't Want to Write an Essay] for their rewards, and also to other readers for their data support.

By the way, if you are used to the Taiwanese translation, do you think the simplified Chinese translation is weird?

Anyway, I am not used to seeing Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.