Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Crouch House, basement.

The familiar snapping sound rang out, but surprisingly this time it was not accompanied by screams, but rather intense friction and strange moans and pleas.

"Kill me, please, kill me now!".

"Don't...ah! I...I'm dying of itching!"

Little Barty Crouch crawled darkly and twistedly on the ground like a maggot, his face flushed, veins bulging, and he would beat himself frantically, hoping to use the pain to divert his attention.

He now felt like countless little bugs were crawling all over his body, the itching was unbearable, and he wished he could die immediately.

Times are progressing, and Wayne naturally cannot stand still.

Although the effect of the Whip of Kindness is already very good, after Snape used it for two and a half weeks, he still pointed out some shortcomings.

It's a bit too monotonous to have only one effect.

And the screams of people tortured by the Cruciatus Curse are very unpleasant. They sound pleasant in the short term, but they become annoying after a long time.

As a former Death Eater, Wayne said he has learned a lot from him because he pays so much attention to details even when torturing people.

After getting the whip back yesterday, he made a small upgrade overnight.

Itching is a physical sensation that is more unbearable than pain. Pain also has an immune and adaptive process, but itching is not pain. The body will not have any immune mechanism to work, that is to say, you will always feel itchy and will not even gradually get used to it.

Every time the whip was whipped, Barty didn't feel any pain, but it itched. His whole body itched, and it itched inside and outside.

If he had the space to choose, Barty would rather be tortured by the Cruciatus Curse than endure the pain he is in now.

The sweat on the ground gathered into a stream. When Wayne saw that Barty wanted to hit the wall and faint, he immediately shook the whip and tied him up.

"How did I offend you? Can you please kill me quickly!"

"Seven, five, seven"

"Are you just going to watch him torture your son?"

"Are you still my father?"

Little Barty's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Wayne. In the end, he roared at Mr. Crouch, who had been expressionless.

Seeing his son being tortured to death, Crouch not only did not get angry, but a hint of sarcasm appeared on his serious face:

"It's really rare... I didn't expect that more than ten years later, I can still hear you call me father."

Seeing such a picture of a loving father and a filial son, Wayne was very relieved.

He put away the whip, and a hint of red light flashed in his eyes. Little Barty's eyes were confused for a moment.

Wayne took out the prophecy ball and threw it to little Barty.

"Break it."

After hearing the order, Little Batty threw the prophecy ball to the ground without hesitation. The ball broke into pieces and the mist inside dispersed.

"What can you see and hear?"What?" Wayne asked.

Little Barty shook his head blankly: "It's just a cloud of fog, nothing."

Wayne frowned and suddenly looked at Crouch: "Do you know anything about the Department of Mysteries? Could it be that he is under the control of the Imperius Curse, so he can't see the pictures inside?"

"The Unspeakables are very mysterious. I have never dealt with them." Crouch shook his head, "But the situation you said does not exist. I have seen similar cases in books."

"Little Barty can't see it because the prophecy has nothing to do with him."

"Isn't it him?" Wayne frowned and waved his hand to restore the prophecy ball to its original state, but the fog inside dissipated.

After releasing the control over Little Barty, Wayne pointed the wand at Little Barty's eyebrows again, and after a while, he modified and deleted all the memories related to his appearance, and frowned at Crouch.

"Is it necessary to be so cautious? He can't get out. ”

“Better safe than sorry.” Wayne said without raising his head: “It’s a piece of cake, so do it if you can, so as to avoid trouble in the future.”

Crouch was speechless.

He was so strong and yet so cowardly, which made him feel more at ease.

After thoroughly cleaning up the traces of their existence, the two walked out of the dungeon and returned to the living room.

As soon as he sat down, Crouch asked curiously: “Did you take the prophecy ball from the Department of Mysteries just now?”

“I haven’t even been to the Ministry of Magic, so how could I go to the Department of Mysteries?”

Wayne picked up the tea and shook his head gently: “This is the prophecy about Voldemort that Trelawney made not long ago. I suspect it is related to Barty Jr., but now it’s not him.”

When he heard that it was related to Voldemort, Crouch’s expression immediately became serious.

“Can you tell me about it? ”

Since they were all family members, Wayne would not hide anything. He not only told Crouch the content of the prophecy, but also told him his suspected target.

“Peter Pettigrew?” Crouch looked suspicious: “Hasn’t he been dead for more than ten years? How come he is related to Voldemort again?”

This time it was Wayne’s turn to be surprised.

“You don’t know?”

“Know what?”

In desperation, he could only tell the story of Sirius and Peter Pettigrew again. After listening to it, Crouch was also shocked.

“So the Potters secretly changed the secret keeper, but why didn’t Black say it at the time?”

Wayne reminded: “You forgot that he was imprisoned in Azkaban without going through the normal trial process at the time.”

“I understand why Fudge still concealed the news. Maybe he wanted to catch you off guard. "

The person who was responsible for convicting the Death Eaters was Crouch, the then Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Fudge must have wanted to use Sirius's wrongful conviction to deal a heavy blow to Crouch, and he should not be the Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation anymore. It would be best if he left the Department directly.Open the Ministry of Magic.

Crouch also figured this out, his face was uncertain.

Recently, he hosted two large events, and he and the Cooperation Department were in the limelight. It is very likely that because of this reason, he made Fudge feel afraid again.

But for a while, Crouch couldn't think of any good solution.

After all, these are all solid evidence, and the procedures he followed at the beginning did have a big loophole.

Finally, Wayne came up with an idea.

"When the time comes, just push everything onto the former minister, and I will let public opinion cooperate with you."

The young man took a sip of hot tea and said slowly.

"Someone has to take the blame, why does it have to be you?"

......

After rejecting Crouch's invitation to dinner, Wayne told him to prepare more "dirty water" recently and returned to his home.

Nagini knew that Wayne was on holiday today, so she came back early and prepared a sumptuous dinner.

"You've grown taller again." The snake girl's eyes sparkled.

The fourteen-year-old Wayne has basically lost his childishness, and his facial features are more distinct and tough.

Less cute, more handsome.

"You've gained a little weight too." Wayne also joked.

Nagini immediately panicked and reached out to touch herself: "Really? Has your waist become much thicker?"

"Fat is relative to your previous skinny."

Wayne took Nagini's hand away and put his hand on her slender waist.

"Before, I was malnourished and a little too thin. Now I am just right."

"I don't believe it. You must be comforting me."

Any woman is particularly sensitive to the word fat, and Nagini is no exception: "You can eat this dinner by yourself. I will just watch."

"You will have the energy to lose weight only after you are full. This meal is not bad. Sit down quickly. The food will be cold soon."

Wayne persuaded Nagini to calm down a little and accompany him to finish the welcoming banquet.

After dinner, Nagini sat on the sofa, and Wayne rested his head comfortably on her legs:

"Let's go watch the World Cup final this year. It's rare for the wizarding world to be so lively."

Nagini hesitated for a moment: "Then in the store..."

"I'll give you a task."

The boy turned over, facing up, and looked at her seriously: "The World Cup will be held in mid-August. Before that, you have to find a qualified successor to manage the store for you."

"That place is not your shackles, but a place for you to relax."

"Okay." Seeing that he was so serious, Nagini had to nod obediently, and suddenly whispered:

"You must be tired after sitting on the train for a day. Let me help you scrub your body."

In fact, there is no scrubbing culture in the UK, only the habit of taking a bath, but Nagini came from the Malay region and knew about these.

ListenWayne readily agreed to the offer of benefits.

But before taking a shower, he had to release the magical animals in his suitcase.

Three unicorns, a ferruginous, a Niffler, a Golden Snitch, and two phoenixes.

Huh?

Wayne looked at Fawkes in astonishment.

"Why are you still here?"

"Chirp~!"

.......

Hogwarts.

The little wizards went home for the holidays, and the whole school became deserted.

Not only that, most of the professors also left the school. Now there are only the house elves, the key keeper Filch, and Dumbledore and Snape.

Oh, and the "prisoners" they are guarding.

Principal's office.

Dumbledore and Sirius had just finished dinner and were talking.

"Professor, I don't understand why you trust Snape so much and let him be the head of Slytherin."

"He was once a Death Eater, and he worshipped the Dark Lord before he graduated."

Sirius had been holding back this question for a long time, and finally after being beaten up by Snape again today, he couldn't help but ask it.

Faced with his doubts, Dumbledore smiled slightly.

"Sirius, don't always look at anyone with a fixed perspective, even if you knew him very well before."

"We all had our youth, and we would go down the wrong path when we were confused. Not only Severus, but even I have made many mistakes before."

When he said this, the old man's eyes dimmed a little, but soon returned to normal. ...

"Severus is completely different from before."

"I didn't see it at all." Sirius muttered, "Still so annoying, um, and don't pay attention to personal hygiene."

When he was in school, he had James to help him, and he had no pressure to bully Snape.

But now James is gone, Lupin is gone, and he doesn't have a wand, so he is no match for Snape at all.

"You will find out slowly in the future." Dumbledore said softly: "I believe in him, just like I believe in you and Hagrid. I can trust you with my back without any defense."

Even... more trust.

Dumbledore said silently in his heart.

This is not to doubt Hagrid and Sirius's loyalty to him, but just because of the defects in their character.

As a Gryffindor, he knows the strengths and weaknesses of Gryffindor best.

Some things can be known to Snape, but not to other trusted ones. This will only increase their troubles and make them confused.

Seeing that Dumbledore had said so much, Sirius had to give up.

He made another request.

"Professor, I want to go to Snape.Lake's ancestral home, there is a house elf there, I'm afraid he will make things difficult for Lupin."

"If you are worried about me, you can go with me."

"No problem." Dumbledore readily agreed: "Fawkes will..."

Halfway through, his smile froze.

"What's wrong with you?" Sirius asked curiously.

Dumbledore looked at the empty bird stand and sighed.

"My bird... was taken away by Mr. Lawrence. ”

.......

The next day, when the sun shone softly into the house through the screen window, Nagini slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the boy still sleeping soundly on her chest, she couldn't help but smile.

Carefully placing Wayne on an equally soft pillow, Nagini walked out of the room as quietly as possible.

Wayne asked her to find a suitable store manager within a month. Nagini thought about it carefully last night. The two employees in the store are not suitable, so they still need to recruit again.

She plans to go Register an ad in the Daily Prophet to see if you can find a suitable candidate.

The first condition is that the candidate must be a Hufflepuff graduate.

Under Wayne's influence, the idea of ​​nepotism was deeply imprinted in Nagini's mind.

As long as the character is good, it doesn't matter if the ability is a little bit poor.

........

At noon, Hermione had already arrived, and Wayne got up to wash and eat breakfast.

Looking at the boy eating breakfast, the little witch looked unkind.

"Just now, Gardevoir said...you and Nagini slept together? ”

Not only Hermione, Qiu, Astoria and others also knew about Nagini’s existence.

Wayne tried to make Nagini’s story as miserable as possible, and then put all the blame on his dear senior.

He was just a kind and helpful Hufflepuff.

But Nagini had read the Legend of the White Snake, so she stayed voluntarily to repay her gratitude.

“We talked too late last night and fell asleep at 2:00.” Wayne fooled around, and seeing that Hermione was still a little unhappy, he immediately dropped a bombshell.

“How about I take you to see Nicolas Flamel after dinner?”

“Really?”

Sure enough, the jealous little witch was instantly diverted.

“You want to go find Nicolas Flamel?”

“Well, there are some things I need to talk to him about. I will be back in the evening. If you don’t want to go, forget it. "Wayne said this deliberately.

"Who said I don't want to go." Hermione grabbed Wayne's arm anxiously: "Of course I want to see Mr. Nicolas Flamel."

After Christmas, she heard that Qiu was actually spending time with Wayne at Nicolas Flamel's house, and she was already envious. If she had known that there was such an opportunity, she would not have gone skiing.

"Hey..." Wayne put down his knife and fork, leaned back, and said weakly: "Eating is stillYou have to do it yourself, it's so tiring."

Hermione immediately understood what he meant and rolled her eyes at him in anger, but she still obediently chopped up the eggs and sausages on the plate and fed them to the boy bit by bit.

"Is it okay now?"

Putting down the empty plate, Hermione asked again.

"Let's go." Wayne stood up, took Hermione's hand, and snapped his fingers with his other hand.

A golden-red bird flew out from the backyard.

"Fox?" The girl looked at it in surprise.

"Chirp~!" Fox tilted his head, as if to greet the girl.

Hermione turned her head and looked at Wayne: "Why is Fox here with you?"

"Dumbledore made Fox unhappy a while ago, so he came to play with Phoenix King, but I forgot about it and brought him back yesterday. ”

“Okay, I always use Ho-Oh to travel, so I’ll use Fox today.”

“It’s a good opportunity to see if other people’s birds are useful~”.