Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Half an hour later, the good stuff in the office had been cleared out, and the shelves looked empty.

Snape sat slumped in a chair with a pale face, his lips kept moving, and various curse words popped out one after another.

This time he finally realized a truth——

You can't listen to anything Lawrence says, and you can't follow his thoughts.

This guy is full of bad water!

This time he was completely controlled. After the transformation of black magic, he experienced the feeling of rapid strengthening and it was impossible for him to give up the temptation of blood fusion.

The blood of the Night Theris is easy to say. Even if it is difficult to get, it is not difficult to get it with the connections of the Dean of the Snake Academy and the Potion Master.

But there is really only one supplier for the materials on the Phoenix King.

Without the resurrection potion as a backing, Snape didn't dare to try blood fusion at all. He simply thought his life was too long.

Snape felt so bad that his treasures of many years were emptied in one day, and he had to promise Lawrence to reduce the burden on his girlfriends.

Now his materials have been plundered, and Galleon has donated more than half of them to buy materials for the little wizard. Now he is so poor that he can hardly make ends meet.

Snape couldn't understand why he was getting worse and worse.

After scolding for a full half an hour, he stopped with a dry mouth and a sulky mouth. After a while, Snape took out parchment and a quill and started writing a letter.

Usually, he was unwilling to cooperate with those potion shops or magic institutions, thinking that selling his own potions was cheap, but now... as long as he could make money, it would be fine.

It can only be said that life is not easy, and the old bat is performing.

Without money, what experiments can be done, and how can the potion with side effects be prepared?

On the other hand, Wayne, who had a lot of gains, found Astoria who was playing games with Daphne and told her the good news.

"As long as the potions you make in class are flawless, you can do your homework or not. Snape won't care."

"Great!"

Fu Loli cheered and threw herself into Wayne's arms: "The dean's homework is always the most difficult to write. This way, you can have a lot more time every week. Wayne, how did you do it?"

Wayne said seriously: "I fully let Professor Snape realize your excellence, and then he was convinced by me."

The girl's eyes blinked, "You are amazing."

Daphne's mouth twitched. Her sister... is really innocent and cute.

Even if Snape is the dean of the Snake Academy, she has to say something. How can the other party be a reasonable person?

It's definitely not as simple as Wayne said.

"Wayne, can I be your pillow tonight?" Fu Loli's face flushed, biting her ear and whispered.

The boy remained calm and said softly, "Tomorrow is Friday and I have classes so I can't sleep in. Come back tomorrow and I'll take you to play with Mia on Saturday."

After hearing his arrangement, Astoria agreed obediently.

Wayne was relieved.

He had called Luna tonight. If Astoria came too, it would be a disaster.

Time management must be done well...

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since the start of school.

During this month, the school was surprisingly dull, not as exciting as in previous years, which made many people feel uncomfortable.

So this is what it feels like to go to school normally?

There is no stupid professor, no wanted criminal, and no sick Snape. It is such a happy thing.

Snape was busy tinkering with his blood fusion and had no time to target the little wizard. Even Harry's life was much more relaxed. Except that Snape occasionally had a few days of research that went wrong and deducted dozens of points from him, there was no conflict between the two.

Defense Against the Dark Arts has become the most popular course.

Although Lupin taught well, it always felt like he was coaxing children, but Moody really made everyone feel that they were improving their own strength and using magic to protect themselves.

Fourth grade students have been learning the Armor Charm recently. This must-have spell for Aurors is still difficult for most people.

"Iron will! Don't you understand!"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Moody was originally a hot-tempered person. Seeing that Neville's condensed Armor Charm was as thin as a film, he was furious.

"Third-year students are doing better than you, Longbottom. Now you treat me as a dark wizard. If you don't block my spell, you will spend this week in the school infirmary!"

Neville's voice was filled with tears, "I can't do it, Professor..."

"I have to do it even if I can't. Here I come." Moody said, aiming his wand at Neville and chanting the spell very slowly:

"Petrify all!"

The azure spell flew towards Neville. The fat boy shouted "Armor Protect" with all his strength. The spell only paused for a moment, then continued to fly forward, hitting Neville and petrifying him.

A low laugh came from the class.

"What are you laughing at!" Moody shouted angrily, "How are you better than Longbottom? According to your spell-casting speed, you were hit, and you didn't even finish the Shield Charm. You still have the nerve to laugh?"

A group of students were silent, not daring to breathe.

"Today's homework is doubled. Everyone must make a detailed summary of the hand gestures and wand swinging range of the Shield Charm."

After saying that, he lifted Neville's petrification spell and walked out of the classroom angrily.

Fortunately, Dumbledore's request was not to let him send Neville to the championship throne, otherwise he would dare to die on the spot.

After such a comparison, Harry immediately became talented.

After class, Neville walked out of the classroom dejectedly, and there was no one beside him. Seeing the poor fat boy, Wayne brought Hermione to comfort him.

After all, Neville was one of his big customers, because he was always forgetful.Neville has a problem with his memory. Every year, he has to buy several maps, quills, and stimulants.

"Don't be sad, Neville. Everyone has something they are not good at. You are not good at Defense Against the Dark Arts, but you are very good at Herbology."

Hermione also encouraged him, "Yes, your Herbology score was one point higher than mine last semester."

Neville smiled reluctantly at the two of them, but he was still worried, "But as a wizard, I can't even use magic well. When I go back, my grandma will scold me again..."

He looked at Wayne as if he was grabbing the last straw: "Wayne, do you have any medicine that can improve memory? It doesn't matter how expensive it is."

"Your problem is not only memory, but also mentality... It doesn't work after taking it."

Wayne shook his head. As a wizard, he was so timid when he spoke. How could he expect him to be so firm and powerful when reciting spells?

After a moment of silence, he continued: "If you really want to improve in spells, I have two suggestions."

Neville looked at him expectantly.

"First, you should ignore everything your grandma says in the future, and let it go in one ear and out the other."

"Huh?" Neville opened his mouth in disbelief.

"Second, you can't use this wand anymore. Haven't you noticed that you don't have a good compatibility with it at all?"

Wayne had taken classes with Neville many times, and he could clearly feel the resistance of the wand.

"But this is my father's wand..." Neville looked tangled.

"You are you, he is him. Who says that my son will be able to use my wand? It's better to go to Ollivander's to get a wand."

Wayne also said earnestly: "Neville, if you can't even do these two points, don't think about any changes in the future. Only by fighting can you build up confidence, which will be of great benefit to your learning magic and future growth."

"If you really can't do it, you can buy a few bottles of courage potion to boost your courage."

Neville gave all his pocket money to Wayne, bought five bottles of courage potion and went back to write a letter to his grandmother.

Hermione looked at his hurriedly leaving back with a complicated expression: "I don't know if you really want to help Neville, or are you just promoting your potion."

"I definitely want to help him." The two continued walking towards the restaurant: "But you can see that Neville has a personality like this. Even if he has talent, he can't learn spells well."

"Who made him have such a strong grandmother?"

"As for selling medicine, it's just a way to clear the inventory."

Hermione was silent, and she agreed with Wayne's idea in her heart.

The more you study, the more you can find out how much influence the power of the mind has on magic. Neville was educated by his grandmother (cjdj) since he was a child. He always compared him with his father. Over time, Neville developed his current personality.

He was timid when reciting spells, not firm at all, and believed that he could succeed.

"ThisOutsiders can't help with this kind of thing, so don't think too much about it. "Wayne comforted her and took Hermione to the hall.

When the two came to the door, they were stopped by several girls. Looking at the school badges on their bodies, they were from the same college.

"Lawrence, can I ask, are the potions sold by Qiu made by you?" A girl asked nervously.

Wayne shook his head: "No, that's Qiu's own achievement."

Hearing this, several girls were a little disappointed, and another one hurriedly said: "Then can you help us buy a few bottles of freckle removal liquid? It takes too long to wait."

"That's right, we can add money. As long as we can get the goods in advance, everything is fine."

"Uh, I can't guarantee it, but I will talk to Qiu." Wayne didn't agree immediately, but the group of girls were also very happy. They left their names happily.

"Is Qiu's business so good? "Wayne hasn't paid attention to it recently, and he's a little confused.

"It's selling like hot cakes." Hermione shuddered: "Lavender Brown and Padma spent almost thirty Galleons, and they have to apply a lot of bottles and jars before going to bed every day."

Wayne opened the system and was also shocked. He actually increased by more than 3,000 points. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

He remembered that Qiu started selling goods only last week, right?

How can it make more money than his game?

After class in the afternoon, Wayne found Qiu who was busy in the Room of Requirement and conveyed the requests of those girls.

"Freckle removal liquid..." Qiu took out a notebook and flipped through it, frowning:

"Freckle removal liquid is out of stock, and the next batch will have to wait for two weeks."

"What raw materials are missing? I'll ask Nagini to buy them for you outside. ”

Wayne knew that the formula of the freckle removal solution was very simple. The only reason it took so long was that the raw materials were not sufficient.

The raw materials used by Qiu now were all grown in the suitcase world. The fairy elves he brought back from Beauxbatons had become hardworking gardeners, responsible for helping Wayne take care of some common herbs.

“Well, that should be faster.” Qiu nodded: “It will only take two or three days to get the materials.”

“Do you still have Acromanthus venom? The sales have been so good in the past few days that the ones you gave me before have been almost used up.”

“I have as much as you want.” Wayne immediately took out a bucket and handed it to Qiu.

After a series of treatments, Acromanthus venom will become a superior antidote with a purification effect, so no matter what kind of beauty product, some will be added to it.

“Great! "Qiu happily collected the poison and took out a large bag of gold coins.

"I kept ten Galleons. All the money I made recently is in it, almost more than 600. "[]

"I've said it before, this is your business. I don't need any money. I'll keep it for future purchases." Wayne pushed the purse back: "But II'm curious, how did you make so much money in just two weeks? "

Qiu drooped his eyebrows and said dejectedly: "I don't know. I have set the price very high to make myself feel more relaxed, but everyone insisted that the more expensive it is, the better the effect will be. The number of buyers has increased instead of decreased. I am almost busy to death."

Wayne: "......."

Sure enough, people who spend money to buy peace of mind can be found everywhere.

If it is expensive, they think it can whiten and nourish the skin even if it is a bottle of mineral water.

If it is cheap, they are suspicious and think there is something unclean in it.

"Then you continue to be busy. I will go to the forbidden forest to help you get some goods. "Seeing that Qiu still had so many orders on hand, Wayne didn't bother her anymore. He left the Room of Requirement and went to the Forbidden Forest to talk to the Acromanthus.

Finally, he left with a large wooden barrel and was satisfied, heading to the Centaur tribe.

The Centaur were also very professional in collecting herbs, and he could trade them with some daily necessities.

Mid-October.

The first new notice of the semester was posted on the large notice board in the lobby, and a group of students crowded below.

"On the evening of October 20th, the Ilvermorny delegation participating in the Holy Grail War and the Vagado delegation from the Black State will arrive in the evening. Please prepare in advance, teachers and students."

"Is it finally coming? "Some students shouted excitedly. Although there were only two schools, as soon as the news came out, people felt the atmosphere of the upcoming competition.

The content of the notice spread quickly. In the library, all the books about the two schools were borrowed out. People were discussing what their students would look like and were curious about how the people from the two schools would come.

Ilvermorny was okay. When they found that the other party also had four colleges, the little wizards of Hogwarts felt very familiar.

Add to that the relationship between race and language, it was as if this school was the North American branch of Hogwarts.

But Vagadu was much more mysterious. There were few books about it, and the introduction was very one-sided.

So some people thought of Wayne. He should have seen the other party's students in the previous potion exchange competition.

"It's quite distinctive, right? "Surrounded by a group of curious badgers, Wayne recalled the scene at that time:

"After making the potion, they would dance around the cauldron. Although it was not very pretty, it was quite addictive."

"Dancing?" Toby thought about the scene and shook his head frantically.

"No, I feel like I'm going to break down when I think of Snape dancing around the cauldron."

After he said that, the faces of other students were constipated.

"Besides this, is there anything special?" Cedric asked hurriedly, forcing himself not to think about such disgusting things.

"Special..." Wayne tilted his head: "The students of Vagadu are very good at Transfiguration, especially Human Transfiguration. Many of them are Animagus. The three students who participated in the competition last time could turn into huge black bears."

Another round of exclamations rang out.

"It must be fake. There have been only a few Animagus in the whole of Britain for a century. How could there be so many of them?".