Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

The next day, Wayne woke up in a round of face-slapping service.

Crookshanks lay on his chest, and the cat's paw pads slapped his face again and again.

"Wake up, wake up, stop slapping." Wayne yawned, picked up the big orange, and put him on the bed. Only then did he see Jerry sleeping soundly beside his pillow.

Poor Sniff ran almost all over the castle last night before he found Crookshanks.

It was still dark, and the two roommates were sleeping soundly, with no signs of waking up for the time being.

Wayne considerately cast a soundproof barrier for them and started communicating with Crookshanks.

"Where is Blake now?"

"Meow~!"

"You don't know either? Didn't you steal the password note and give it to him?"

"Meow~!"

"Oh, he hid, that's normal, what about Scabbers?"

"Meow meow meow!"

"No, you can't touch him now. When Blake shows up one day, you can take him there. Well, whether he lives or dies is up to fate."

"Meow~!"

"Okay, there are rewards. I've got a lot of dragon blood and dragon milk recently. Do you want to try some?"

"Meow~!" Crookshanks jumped into Wayne's arms, waiting for the boy to feed him.

..

After playing with the cat for a while, Wayne got up and carried Crookshanks to the lobby next to the auditorium to restock the vending machine.

Seeing him appear, another group of girls surrounded him, all asking about fashion cards.

Before he left, he left a total of 300 packs of 648, and a similar number of other card packs, all of which were sold out at this time.

I still underestimated the purchasing power of girls.

But boys can't let it go either, because there are wand skin cards in this card pack.

In the previous life, those people who played CS emptied their wallets for a gun skin, so wand skins must be okay.

Especially those "honorable" young masters of Slytherin, I don't believe they won't be tempted to get a wand with their family emblem.

After a while, Astoria came. When she saw Wayne, she ran into his arms and said in a muffled voice:

"Wayne, you are finally back. It has been almost a month."

Wayne smiled and touched her head. "Things are a little more troublesome than I thought. I went to Paris to join in the fun, so I came back a little late."

"Then you have to accompany me this weekend."

"I can only accompany you on Saturday. There are Qiu and Hermione on Sunday."

A passing little wizard heard Wayne's time management so openly that he almost knelt down to beg him to start the class.

.......

Astoria was easy to coax. After a while, she smiled and sat at the long table of Hufflepuff to feed the boy.

Although Hermione and Qiu knew that he was out for business this time, Wayne said that he would be back in half a month, but he was twice as late. It was also a bitA little angry.

This is normal. If they didn't express anything about Wayne's late return, it means that there is a problem in their relationship.

It took Wayne two nights to coax the two of them.

The other students were curious about what Wayne had been doing in the month he disappeared.

But no one could get specific information from him. For a while, all kinds of speculations were rampant.

But there were still a few insiders.

Hagrid couldn't wait to invite Wayne to afternoon tea after learning that Wayne had returned.

It was obvious that he had other intentions.

But Wayne still went.

As soon as he saw him, Hagrid enthusiastically served tea and snacks. Judging from the style, they were not made by him, and he probably took them from the kitchen.

"Wayne, did you go to the dragon farm in Romania?"

The boy looked at him strangely, "Didn't I write that in the letter?"

Hagrid lowered his head in embarrassment, "At that time, I was busy looking at the photos, and I don't know what happened, but the letter you wrote got wet, so I haven't read it yet..."

Wayne was speechless, what else could it be, your saliva is out of control.

He took out a bunch of photos again, some group photos, some solo photos, and several photos of him as a dragon rider.

The photos were all very good. The King of Phoenix is ​​indeed very talented as a photographer, and the angles are all very good. Not only does he look handsome in the photos, but the big lizards are not so ugly.

Wayne was very 'considerate' to introduce what it feels like to ride on various dragons, which feels better, and which feels harder on the butt.

Hagrid drooled all over the table.

In order to prevent himself from crying with envy, Hagrid interrupted Wayne who was still sharing his experience and asked, "What's wrong with Norbert? He has changed so much."

"It's because of the Phoenix King's flame. You will be more surprised when you see it yourself at the end of the year."

"At the end of the year?" Hagrid asked in confusion, "What do you mean."

Wayne smiled slightly, left Hagrid a hook and stopped talking, and stood up to say goodbye.

If he told Hagrid, who grew up eating truth serum, it would be equivalent to telling the whole school.

Looking at the boy's back as he left, Hagrid felt so uncomfortable.

........

In the potions class, Snape saw Wayne appear in the classroom, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up, which made the boy feel a little strange.

But soon, the old bat returned to his usual coldness, almost making Wayne think that he had just hallucinated.

"In this class, we are going to make a courage potion..." Snape dragged out his tone and glanced: "Lawrence, you come and introduce the effects and materials of the courage potion."

The classmates in the class all looked up unconsciously, feeling very surprised.

Usually, Snape treated Wayne as a transparent person and asked him to answer questions. This has not happened for a long time.

Wayne was also veryStrange, but still stood up and answered:

"After taking the courage potion, it can improve courage and self-confidence in a short time and improve psychological conditions. However, because the herbs contain stimulant ingredients, if the dosage is not controlled well, it is very likely to develop into overconfidence and excitement, or even mania."

Snape praised for the first time: "The answer is very comprehensive, Hufflepuff plus five points."

Now, the whole class looked at Snape as if they were looking at a ghost.

This is a fake Snape, either someone else used Polyjuice Potion to change him, or he was under the Imperius Curse.

How could the real Snape give Wayne extra points!

This is more difficult than asking him to give Harry extra points, after all, sometimes Harry can turn into Harry, and the little wizards also found that as long as it was Harry in class, Snape's attitude would be softer.

Snape seemed oblivious to everyone's shock, and continued to look at Wayne and asked, "Where are the raw materials? Tell me about it."

Wayne said, "One dragon blood grass, two flicker bugs, two grams of dragon bone powder..."

As he spoke, he seemed to realize something and looked at Snape with a smile.

Snape's face turned red, and after Wayne finished speaking, he gave him another five points, then hung the refining process on the blackboard and asked the students to start practicing.

"Is he crazy? He actually gave you extra points?" Norman, who was in the same group with Wayne, noticed that Snape was on the other side of the classroom, and dared to complain in a low voice.

"Maybe Snape has something to ask of me?" Wayne chuckled and threw two flicker bugs into the crucible. The originally green soup base instantly turned blue.

Norman guessed, "Could it be that he wants to use the back door to get you to give him some gold cards?"

Wayne also admired his brain circuit very much: "Do you think people like Snape can play games?"

"That means he wants to borrow money from you?" Norman said uncertainly, "I see that many people will show their courtesy before borrowing money. Isn't Snape just like that?"

"Maybe." Wayne shrugged and continued to mix the potion.

Before the get out of class ended, Snape checked everyone's potions and added ten points to Wayne and Norman's group before announcing the end of the get out of class.

Everyone was numb, just thinking that he was sick today, and he would get the points back after he recovered in two days.

Just when Wayne was about to go out with his classmates, Snape stopped him.

Wayne asked calmly: "Professor, is there anything else?"

"I heard that you went to the protected area in Romania?" Snape asked.

"Did Professor Dumbledore tell you?" Wayne asked.

Snape acquiesced, and then said, "The school needs a batch of dragon bones and dragon blood recently. Teeth and scales would also be good. I believe you will strongly support the cause of education, right?"

The person who knows you best may not be the one closest to you. Perhaps, it is the one who hates you the most.

Snape actually didn't know what Wayne did in the reserve, but he was very sure that this kidI will definitely come back with a lot of money.

Even though he was almost fleeced, he didn't believe that Wayne would let those innocent dragons go.

If there really wasn't any... he was willing to be hung on the Whomping Willow by the predators again!

"Is it you who needs it, or the students who need it?" Wayne asked calmly, "Giving students pure dragon blood and dragon bones, when did Hogwarts become so generous?"

Snape said shamelessly: "My personal ability has improved, and I can teach students better. There seems to be no difference between the two."

Wayne gave a thumbs up, admiring that he could find this reason, and then made a gesture of counting money.

You should be hung on the street lamp.

Snape cursed inwardly, but still took out two bottles of potion with pain.

Wayne took it, opened the bottle cap and sniffed it.

A bottle of transparent potion, a bottle of intelligence potion, and immediately felt disgusted.

"That's all?"

Snape gritted his teeth and said, "What else do you want? I'm out of stock."

He had already paid Wayne for all the potions he had accumulated, so how could he get any good stuff out of it?

"Another bottle of Felixir, delivered before the end of the semester."

Finally, Snape gritted his teeth and agreed. He was almost a tool for this kid now. How many bottles of Felixir had he given out since they met?

Wayne took out the dragon blood that had been packaged in advance, about three pints, a whole dragon leg bone, and a dozen dragon scales.

Snape immediately collected it as if he had found a treasure. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that these were all materials from a pure-blooded fire dragon.

"Give me the Felixir as soon as possible, I'm waiting to use it."

Wayne now likes to drink a sip of Felixir when studying magic and alchemy, and he is always in a state of bursting inspiration.

The young man waved his hand and walked out of the classroom.

Just as he was about to step out, Snape's proud voice came from behind him.

"You didn't use honorifics when talking to the professor, Hufflepuff will be deducted 20 points."

Wayne paused, turned back and sighed: "You are really a dog."

The 20 points added in the class just now were returned now. This person is already shameless to a certain extent.

"Same here." Snape sneered.

He also learned this from someone. If he doesn't become more shameless, he can't deal with Lawrence at all.

But he didn't dare to continue deducting points. If Lawrence was angered, it's hard to say who will suffer in the end.

Wayne silently made another note of the old bat and waited for a chance to return it.

He hurried back to write to Mrs. Greengrass. The security meeting in Paris ended this afternoon, which meant that Scrimgeour would return to England tomorrow, or even tonight.

The embarrassment at the meeting was just an appetizer, the real big deal had not yet begun.

.......

The next day, all those who had subscribed to the Daily Prophet andPeople who read Wizard Weekly were attracted after they got the magazine and saw the title on the cover.

"The Weakest in Europe! Can Aurors Still Protect Us?"

"The Director of the Auror Office Enriched His Own Money, and the Equipment Gap Lead to Four Battles Lost"

Originally, many people had no interest in such boring and dull memories, thinking that it was too far from their lives, but when they encountered a headline that was explosive enough, they had to read it.

But as they read, many people became extremely angry and cursed at the Ministry of Magic and Scrimgeour!

Most British wizards have a sense of superiority. They think they are the strongest country in the world. Merlin, the God of Magic, is British. They also have the Hogwarts School founded by the Four Giants, and Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of this century.

Once Grindelwald ravaged the European continent, but he could not affect the British Isles. This created a natural arrogance, believing that the orthodoxy of magic was in Britain.

However, this exchange meeting crushed their pride.

In all four games, whether it was one-on-one or group matches, they lost miserably.

They could understand losing to Germany, as that country was not weak.

But what the hell was Romania?

How many wizards were there in that country!

Even if the opponent used powerful magic equipment, so what?

Could it be that Britain couldn't afford it or make it?

Reading on, these people became even angrier.

So these equipment were bought from Diagon Alley? !

Both the Daily Prophet and the Witch Weekly revealed a message, intentionally or unintentionally, that Celia's store had tried to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic, and the negotiations went smoothly, but were eventually stopped by Scrimgeour.

All the spearheads were completely pointed at the culprit...

The Ministry of Magic.

Even though the door was closed, the Aurors standing outside could hear Fudge's roar clearly.

"Scrimgeour! I trust you so much that I gave you such an important position in the Auror Office! Look at what you have done?!"

"We didn't win a single game, and the three Aurors couldn't even hurt their opponents. Is this how you manage your subordinates?!"

"In a few years, won't you even be able to hold your wand?"

Outside the office, Kingsley and the other three Aurors who participated in the competition had gloomy faces.

"Minister, this is a conspiracy against us." Scrimgeour raised his head stubbornly and looked directly into Fudge's angry eyes:

"They only used props when they played against us, which was to deliberately suppress us."

"I don't care about these, and the people don't care about these either. The approval rating won't listen to your sophistry. If you lose, you lose!"

Fudge angrily tore the newspaper on the table to pieces.

"If you hadn't rejected the purchase contract, would this problem have arisen now?"

"I did this to give the ministrySave money." Scrimgeour was still defending himself, he didn't think he did anything wrong.

"Fuck the money!" Fudge pointed at his nose and cursed: "Bulgaria and Lithuania can afford it, so why can't we in the UK afford it?"

"Look at what the newspapers say? They say that all this money was embezzled by you and me!"

Scrimgeour's forehead was bulging with veins, and his eyes were full of bloodshot.

"I will take remedial measures, and I will never let the people lose confidence in the Aurors."

He hated Celia's store now. If they hadn't sold the goods to the Ministry of Magic of other countries, would he be scolded as a grandson now?

"Wait for you to make amends?" Fudge sneered, turned around, picked up the windbreaker on the hanger, and put it on.

"The Wizengamot will launch an integrity investigation against you. Now you are only acting as the director of the Auror Office, you are no longer qualified to make amends. "

Scrimgeour looked up suddenly, but Fudge didn't look at him and walked straight out the door.

"I'm going to that store to discuss the purchase agreement now. If you want to come, just follow me."

As he said that, Fudge opened the door, looked at the Auror at the door with contempt, and strode towards the elevator.