Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Wayne began to turn around near the familiar troll portrait, muttering to himself.

"I need a place to hide things."

When he passed the portrait for the third time, a smooth door suddenly appeared.

Wayne walked in and closed the door.

The room was quiet. It was as big as an auditorium, and the ceiling was endless. In front of him was a wall made up of the "legacy" left by thousands of students who had long since passed away.

Old books, tattered brooms, rusty axes

Nearly a thousand years have allowed all kinds of strange things to appear here. You can only think of what you can't see.

Wayne even found a rusty toilet.

He really couldn't figure out why a toilet would appear here.

Who would bring a toilet to school? If it was from the school, it wouldn't be thrown here, right?

Instead of rushing to find the crown, Wayne fiddled with his wand and rummaged through the garbage to see if he could find some good stuff.

The first comet broom on sale has some collectible value.

The chocolate frog from the last century...the card is from a wizard he has never seen, and it also has some value.

Ten-pin bowling, pure wood, garbage.

Apart from these miscellaneous things, the most common are various books and notebooks. Wayne also felt the fluctuations of black magic from many things.

It's not strong, but at least it will make the person who picked it up sick for a few days.

There are still many bad kids.

But there are also good people. He also found a gif version of "Don Juan".

Wayne put it away solemnly and prepared to go back and criticize it.

There were so many things here that after picking for about half an hour, the boy lost his patience. He waved his wand and collected the things he needed, and swept the garbage aside.

Walking along the wall, passing the pretentious dwarfs, and crossing the garbage piles, Wayne left a marking magic to prevent himself from taking the same path again.

This place was like a maze, and the crown he needed was hidden in a corner.

Even if he knew the characteristics of the area, it would be very difficult to find it.

In the end, Wayne simply flew up, and with the help of the wide field of vision in the air, he finally found the target.

It was an old window with bubbling paint, and on it was an ugly wizard statue with an old faded crown on his head, and it was a female style.

Wayne had seen the same stone statue in the secret room, it was Slytherin himself.

Even though he looked so ugly, Slytherin had an inexplicable confidence. He left his statues everywhere, even in the Slytherin common room, without fear of scaring the little wizard.

The crown flew up out of thin air and flew to Wayne's side, spinning around.

On the bottom edge of the crown, there was also a sealThe most famous saying of Ravenclaw is "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind."

Although Wayne is a kind Hufflepuff, he still thinks this sentence is a wise saying.

Compared with Gryffindor's sword, the crown looks much more worn out, and there are spots of rust on it.

This is also related to the different ways of preservation of the two.

Gryffindor's sword has been lying in the belly of the Sorting Hat for a thousand years and has been well preserved, but the experience of Ravenclaw's crown is much more bumpy.

Legend has it that Ravenclaw's crown has the function of increasing the wisdom of the user, and wearing it will make you extremely smart, but there is no document that records the specific effect.

In order to become as smart as her mother, Ravenclaw's daughter Helena stole the crown and ran to the forest of Albania. The Bloody Baron chased her and killed her there.

Since then, Ravenclaw's crown has been lost for nearly a thousand years.

It was not until the little scumbag Tom deceived the ghost incarnated by Helena, Ms. Grey, that he retrieved the crown and made it into a Horcrux.

After Tom became Voldemort, he returned to school again and had a conversation with Dumbledore. Finally, he placed the crown in the Room of Requirement.

Voldemort believed that no one could discover the secret of this room. He thought it was the best place to keep the Horcruxes, and he did not set up any protective magic. He was very confident.

In this regard, Wayne could only sigh...

Did this guy split his soul too much and his brain became watts?

Brother, look at those sundries.

So many people treat this place as a garbage dump, which means that before you, countless little wizards have visited here, and even Dumbledore used it as a toilet.

Where do you get the courage to put your life force in a mess?

However, even though he knew that the crown had no protection, Wayne did not dare to touch it casually.

Dumpster's ending is a lesson for us. You can think that Voldemort has a hole in his brain, but you cannot doubt his attainments in black magic. What if it is hidden very deeply and not shown in the original world line?

He will not take any risks.

There are only three known ways to destroy Horcruxes.

The first is the venom of the basilisk. The Gryffindor sword that has absorbed the blood of the basilisk can also do it. The two are classified into the same category.

The second is the Fiery Curse. This cursed black magic can burn all tangible objects and can also hurt the soul.

The third is the creator himself. Wayne is not sure about this, or perhaps the effect of the Killing Curse is also uncertain.

Wayne can easily do the first two methods, but he will not do so.

Although he didn't know whether the function of increasing wisdom existed and how effective it was, he didn't want to destroy it just because it was a relic of Ravenclaw.

He had to find a way to destroy the soul fragments inside without damaging the crown.=|

It would be great if we could extract the fragments and play with Voldemort.

If we could create another Tom... that would be a lot of fun.

Taking out the dragon skin bag that he had prepared in advance to block spells, Wayne put the crown in it, looked down at the ugly Slytherin statue, and a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes.

He casually used a crushing spell to blast the statue into pieces, and then flew out of the Room of Requirement.

.......

Because of the open day, the tutoring class that was usually held on Saturday was moved to Sunday.

Ron asked for leave for Harry during lunch, so that night, only Malfoy came to class.

Originally, Wayne thought he would be very happy and mock Harry a few words.

But when he knew that Harry couldn't come, Malfoy smacked his lips with regret, and he couldn't even get excited about learning spells.

It was Monday noon when I saw Harry again. He didn't even attend the Divination and Transfiguration classes in the morning.

"Can you help me with my lessons today?"

Astoria, who was sitting next to Wayne, secretly glanced at Harry several times.

Fu Loli felt that Potter had changed a lot today. He no longer had the silly temperament he had in the past. Instead, he was a little gloomy, like a Slytherin.

"No problem for me." Wayne agreed, "Then we'll go to the same classroom after dinner."

Harry thanked him and left.

"What happened to Potter?" Astoria asked curiously.

"Emm..." Wayne pondered for two seconds, "It should be considered as blackening, right?"

"Blackening, then is he much stronger?" Astoria was surprised. She always heard Wayne say that whitening is three points weaker, and blackening is ten times stronger.

Will she not be able to beat Potter in the future?

"That's the real blackening." Wayne smiled and rubbed the little head of Rich Loli: "Potter is sick, I guess he will return to normal after the holiday."

"Oh." Astoria nodded as if she understood.

........

In the evening, Harry came to the classroom early, and when Wayne arrived, he said:

"I want to duel with you once."

"Okay." Wayne agreed very readily.

Harry drew out his wand, and after a reminder, he shot a spell, which made Wayne nod imperceptibly.

Silent spell, the spell speed is not slow, Harry's talent is really good.

Wayne lightly picked up the spell, and knew what he needed now, and rarely took the initiative to launch an attack.

However, the spells used were commonly used by ordinary wizards, and the strength was also controlled at a level that Harry could accept.

Having been learning from him for more than a year, and fighting with Malfoy almost every week, and being dragged to be Astoria's sparring partner from time to time, Harry has a lot of practical experience and a keen instinct in combat.

He held on for a full minute before he was tied up by ropes made of chairs.Tied tightly.

Harry was not surprised that he would lose. He just asked anxiously: "Do you think I can beat Black?"

Wayne chose to tell the truth, "If Black doesn't have a wand, you will definitely win. If he has a wand and it is in good condition, it should be a long way off."

Sirius is a duelist anyway, and his quality is not bad.

And he has fought life and death with Death Eaters many times. Even if he has been locked up for so long, he is not comparable to Harry now.

"I heard the conversation that day." Harry looked straight into Wayne's eyes, "I want to catch him and kill him with my own hands, Wayne, help me become stronger."

"Don't say that." Wayne comforted him 'falsely': "Maybe one day you will let him go with your own hands."

Harry sneered, "If that day really comes, I will give you all the gold in my vault."

Ding!

"What's that sound?" Harry was startled.

"Nothing." Wayne said faintly, taking out a piece of metal plate: "The recording is just evidence."

I don't know when he started to like recording.

Recently, he is still developing a magical version of the recording equipment and preparing for technical iteration.

Harry looked at his serious expression and suddenly choked, his emotions were a little inconsistent.

........

The last week before the holiday passed quickly. When the potion class was over, even though Snape had not left yet, the students couldn't help cheering.

The dinner that day was very sumptuous, and all the teachers were present.

Dumbledore raised his glass to toast all the teachers and students, and Professor McGonagall smiled more on her face, and the whole auditorium was immersed in a cheerful atmosphere.

After the dinner, the food on the plate was gone, and Dumbledore stood up and said:

"Next, the second Hufflepuff cooking competition will be held here. Students who are interested can stay and watch."

"What is that?" George asked loudly, "I have never heard of such a competition in Hufflepuff."

"You should ask Mr. Lawrence." Dumbledore smiled and said, "This is a competition he held on a whim last year, also on the day before the holiday, and it was a great success."

He simply explained the rules to the curious students, and many of them chose to stay and found it very interesting.

"What a genius idea." George sat down and sighed, "Fred, we can't fall behind. What kind of competition do you think Gryffindor is suitable for?"

"How about a prank competition?" Fred grinned.

"Don't mess around." Percy warned with a dark face: "If you do something stupid, I'll tell mom."

George exaggeratedly sarcastically said: "Oh, I didn't expect our student council president to be a mama's boy."

The little lions laughed, and Percy's face turned red with anger, almost steaming.

In fact, it's not just the twins. Seeing HedgePuff held such an interesting event, and many students also thought about what their college could do.

Ravenclaw can hold a knowledge contest, and Slytherin...whose blood is more noble?

It doesn't sound as interesting as Hufflepuff.

......

The competition started soon. Earlier, Hufflepuff had held a preliminary round and selected ten contestants.

To Wayne's surprise, Rolf also passed the selection and the food he made tasted quite good.

"I often help grandpa prepare food for magical animals, and the food for people...should be similar, right?"

After listening, Wayne was silent for two seconds and decided not to eat the food he made in the future.

Otherwise, he always felt like a beast.

Cedric made sufficient preparations for 490 this year and vowed to avenge his previous shame.

He made a decent steak in the preliminary round, but in the final, he still took out the stargazing pie that he had been dreaming of.

When he saw the dead fish eyes looking at him, Snape's face turned green, and he remembered the painful experience last year.

Cedric said confidently: "Don't worry, professor, I have tasted it before serving it, and the seasoning is not wrong this time."

Snape did not move until others had eaten, then he dared to move the fork.

After tasting it, he found that the taste was okay, but it was not good to eat more pieces. The fishy smell was very strong, and it became very greasy with the cream.

The weird taste combination made his face still very ugly.

In the end, because of the appearance and weird taste, this dish still did not get a high score, and Cedric became the last one, which hit him hard.

The first place is still the little cook Hannah. The cooking skills of the Iron Hat King are getting better and better. Wayne often asks her for extra food this semester. She deserves the first place.

The second place is a fifth-grade girl, and the third place is Rolf.

After the ranking was announced, the auditorium was filled with thunderous applause. Hannah was very happy and shared the extra food with the little wizards.

Wayne also presented this year's prizes.

Hannah received a protective item, and the second-place girl received a 100-gallon Celia store voucher, which can be used at school or in the store in Diagon Alley.

As for Rolf, Wayne promised to find him a pair of evil birds.

After watching the game, everyone returned to their respective lounges with satisfaction to welcome the upcoming holiday.

Wayne stopped Dumbledore in the corridor.

"Professor, what have you thought about that?"

It has been a while since Dumbledore got the Holy Grail, but he has not given an answer yet.

Wayne can only come to ask for an answer during the holidays.

The competition among seven schools is a big project. If we wait until the beginning of the school year to ask, time will become very tight.

"Come to my office and talk."

Dumbledore glanced at the students around him and said lightly.=Wayne nodded and followed him. =Wayne came to the gargoyle and Dumbledore gave the password. =Wayne twitched his lips. =Wayne said, "Professor, this password..." =Wayne said, "I just set it up. It's not bad, is it?" Dumbledore said briskly: =Wayne said, "I've read some Muggle books recently and found that spicy food is actually a kind of pain. To be honest, I already like that feeling..." =Wayne took two steps back silently. =Wayne just wanted to ask one question... =Wayne, who is over a hundred years old, can bear it? =Wayne said, "I'm sorry, the first few chapters are really not well written, too watery."

It's useless to just talk about it. I will sort out my thoughts on the subdivision of the plot in the next two days and try to write it better. I will add more chapters next week as compensation.

Thank you for your continued support! .