Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Cassandra was so angry at Astoria's words that she laughed.

But this was not a formal competition, so she didn't say anything more, but was eager to try.

It was just the right opportunity to feel how powerful the unicorn's fighting power was. Who knows, she might meet it in the next competition.

Although Diana looked soft, fragrant, pink and cute.

But she would not hold back!

But soon, Cassandra didn't have such an idea.

With Astoria's order, Diana turned into a stream of light and rushed over.

The hastily arranged armor spell was instantly poked with a big hole by the unicorn's horn. Before Cassandra could react, the pointed unicorn's horn had already stopped in front of her chest, less than five centimeters away.

"What a fast speed!" Hagrid, who came over at some point, exclaimed.

The other professors also widened their eyes.

Unicorns are fast, which is something that anyone with a little common sense knows. But Diana's speed just now has surpassed their cognition. In almost the blink of an eye, she jumped from Astoria to Cassandra's eyes.

"Yeah, I won!" Astoria cheered, called Diana back, and hugged her neck intimately.

"Is this child really a tamer?" Zaka looked at the man and the beast in doubt.

Because in the records of their school, there was indeed such a group of wizards in ancient times. They relied on their magical animal companions as combat power and could command hundreds of beasts in the forest.

Professor McGonagall showed an awkward but polite smile. She didn't know how to answer this question.

Even if it was a tamer, it should be Wayne, not Greengrass, right?

Cassandra left depressed. The two games were too depressing. Winning was the same as losing, and losing was no different from being killed instantly.

Especially when she found out later that this unicorn was Wayne's pet and was just over three years old this year, she felt even worse.

"Why did Diana become so fast?"

During dinner, Hermione asked in confusion.

"I made some small modifications to her horn, which can sacrifice physical strength in exchange for faster speed." Wayne gave the reason.

As the most important part of a unicorn, the horn on its forehead has very powerful energy, but unicorns don't know how to use it. They only know how to use it to collide or perform some simple healing abilities.

Wayne helped to modify it a little, adding a few acceleration and sharp magic patterns, and the power was greatly improved.

Hermione suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the sprinting speed was faster than the Firebolt.

Suddenly, she laughed again: 063 "The two principals seemed to take the beastmaster you just mentioned seriously and kept asking Professor McGonagall questions."

Wayne also laughed: "I was just teasing Astoria, who knew she would actually remember it.”

“But if she really needs it in the future, at worst, she can just release the Ho-Oh and the others, and see who dares to say that this is not a tamer.”

Ho-Oh, Thunderbird, Unicorn, Iron-eating Beast, Zou-Wu, and the upcoming Fire Dragon…

With this lineup, Grindelwald wouldn’t dare to speak loudly even when he came.

After dinner, Wayne went to give Harry and Malfoy extra lessons. What he didn’t know was that Fontana and Zaka had already found Dumbledore and asked him to modify the rules of the game.

In the original rules, there were no restrictions on magical animals, but now they feel that they must be added.

Dumbledore didn’t care and readily agreed that as long as the principals of the other schools arrived and passed the unanimous vote, the changes could be made.

After receiving the answer, the two principals also left the office with satisfaction.

Dumbledore’s eyes were dim , looking at the night sky outside the window.

Just this afternoon, Moody received a letter, not for him, but from Voldemort to Barty Jr.

The whole text was written in code. He used the Imperius Curse to control Barty Jr. to obtain the content inside, but unfortunately, he did not reversely deduce Voldemort's current location.

The content of the letter was very simple, just to ask Barty Jr. to ensure that Harry participated in the competition and won the final championship. There was no useful information.

But what Dumbledore was worried about now was how to ensure that Harry could win the championship.

Knowing the competition items, he really couldn't guarantee that Harry could win.

This Voldemort...can't he think of a simpler way?

Why don't you just let Barty kidnap Harry and tell him the address? He will deliver the goods to his door that night.

Why do you have to go through so much trouble?

Dumbledore was unusually impatient. He always had a bad feeling in his heart. This feeling had nothing to do with Voldemort, but with the entire wizarding world.

The number of students at Hogwarts is increasing year by year, which is extremely abnormal.

The population of the wizarding world is increasing, but the living space is getting smaller and smaller. If this continues, something will happen sooner or later.

In this country of tens of millions of people, it is not difficult to hide a small society of tens of thousands of people.

But what if it is 100,000, hundreds of thousands, or even millions?

So... there is Too many wizards is not a good thing.

Just like the World Cup final, 100,000 wizards gathered for one day and caused such a big mess. The more people there are, the greater the possibility of trouble.

Dumbledore has not found the root of the problem yet, which is what makes him most uneasy.

On Monday, when the students finished their morning classes and came to the auditorium, they found that Costolis' students had arrived.

They were wearing snow-white fur school uniforms and felt hats on their heads. The boys were unusually burly, and the girls were also tall, most of them had beautiful blonde hair.

Many students couldn't help but glance at those blonde beauties.

"The fur is really good-looking." Toby whispered to Wayne.

"It has a short shelf life and will get old in a few years." Wayne replied nonchalantly.

Dumbledore stood up and introduced everyone to the headmaster of Costolis, Katerina, a woman in her fifties, who was as tall as Dumbledore, and whose pair of flaming red lips were more eye-catching than her bearskin waistcoat.

Perhaps to welcome them, borscht was added to today's lunch.

After taking a few bites, Wayne lost interest. The sweet and sour taste was strange, perhaps because cream was added to it, which was not his favorite taste.

But the beef alone was not bad.

Suddenly, Cedric's nose moved: "Do you smell alcohol?"

"I smell it."

"Me too, it's so strong."

"Which professor is drinking?"

The badgers raised their heads and looked at the guest of honor. Moody was not there, and the other professors were not drinking, except... the principal of Costolis.

But one person's alcohol could not have such a strong smell. After looking around, they finally found the source and became stunned--

All the students of Costolis were drinking?

"Oh my God!" Professor McGonagall also found the problem. She looked at a student in shock and took a big sip. Her face quickly turned red.

"Minors are prohibited from drinking! Professor Katerina, don't you care?"

Katerina mumbled a lot of Russian. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was knowledgeable and could understand.

"That's British law, it doesn't apply to my students. In Costolis, as long as you want, students of any grade can drink alcohol. Of course, only teachers can drink during class."

After saying that, she took another sip and sighed comfortably.

Professor McGonagall was dumbfounded: "Dumbledore, what should we do?"

"Respect the customs." Dumbledore was helpless. This was someone else's tradition and he had no right to interfere. (To read the violent novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Finally, Professor McGonagall held it in for a long time before she said, "Rosmerta must be very happy" to end the conversation.

She really couldn't figure out what kind of mental state would allow students to drink in school.

In the next two days, the students from the three schools made Hogwarts a lot more lively. The happiest one was Wayne and his Celia Shop.

Nearly 600 new customers made him and Cedric, the twins, very rich, and the points on the system panel rose rapidly.

Maps, prank props, and the most expensive krypton gold games are gradually emptying the wallets of these young wizards.

The richest are the dog owners in Ilvermorny. They have a vast land and a sparse population, rich resources, and most importantly, because of the law, there are very few half-bloods in the academy. Most of them come from wizard families, and their pocket money is not ordinary.

For example, Cassandra spent 200 Galleons in just a few days, which made Wayne look at her with a more friendly look.

"Are you short of money?" The blonde girl was a little weirded by Wayne's kind eyes, and asked while twisting her body.

"Why do I remember you asking this question?" Wayne said suspiciously: "Didn't I explain it before? I just enjoy the process and fun of making money."

"Quirk." Cassandra complained in a low voice, watching Wayne refill the card pack in the machine again.

I have something even more perverted.

Wayne wanted to scare her, but he didn't say it out loud, lest he be considered a pervert, so he picked up a random topic and said:

"Have you not been attending classes these days? You've been wandering around the school every day, aren't you afraid of falling behind in your classes?"

Cassandra shook her head slightly: "I heard from Principal Fontana that we have to wait until the students from other schools arrive before making unified arrangements."

She sneered slightly: "I can't wait to see Sakura..."

Seeing her like this, Wayne mourned for Sakura for a second in his heart.

On Wednesday night, the last three schools will arrive at Hogwarts.

This time the welcoming team is even larger, with students from Ilvermorny, Vagado, and Costoris also standing next to the Hogwarts square led by their principal.

The first to arrive was Beauxbatons. As soon as the students stood still, Dumbledore shouted, "Ah, if I'm not mistaken, the representatives of Beauxbatons are here!"

"Where?"

"There! Above the Forbidden Forest!" a sixth-grade student shouted.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw three huge monsters flying rapidly across the deep blue sky towards the castle.

They were three huge powder-blue carriages, each of which was very gorgeous, with twelve glass lamps hanging on it, and twelve winged rune horses pulling a carriage, with bells on their necks jingling.

Everyone was stunned by the scene.

The carriages landed on the ground, one in front, and the other two slightly behind, driving side by side.

A boy in a light blue robe jumped off the carriage, bent down and fumbled around, then opened a golden spiral staircase, jumped back respectfully, and a shiny high-heeled shoe stretched out from the carriage.

Everyone took a breath when they saw the high-heeled shoe. Such a big shoe can be used as a sled, so how tall would the person wearing it be?

Soon, Madame Maxime stepped down from the carriage gracefully. Today, she was wrapped in a black silk dress from head to toe, with luxurious gems on her neck and thick fingers.

Dumbledore and several other headmasters began to applaud, and the students followed suit.

"Dear Madame Maxime." Dumbledore grabbed her outstretched hand and kissed her hand almost without bending down: "Welcome to Hogwarts."

"I hope everything is well with you, Professor Dumbledore." MaximeMu said in a low voice.

The two carriage doors at the back were also opened by the little boy just now, and the students came out in an orderly manner, wearing silk school uniforms one by one, and many girls wrapped their heads with scarves or headscarves.

"Have Karkaroff and Koga come?" asked Ms. Maxime.

"They will be back at any time." Dumbledore whispered: "Would you like to wait here, or go in and warm up first?"

"Let's go together." Maxime smiled. So many headmasters were waiting here, how could she take the students in alone.

She waved her hand casually, and the students of Beauxbatons lined up neatly.

Maxime and Dumbledore talked about the care of dozens of rune horses - they had to drink malt whiskey, and they didn't know whether the horses were considered drunk driving if they drank alcohol.

The students from several schools couldn't help but glance at Beauxbatons.

Well, everyone was looking at the girls from Beauxbatons.

The blue silk made the girls look even more slender. This should be the most beautiful school uniform they had ever seen.

And a few of the girls were the most eye-catching - they were very short, like little kids, and they were not even in the grade for school.

One of them was looking around, as if looking for something.

"Mr. Lawrence!" Mr. Maxim looked around, "Please come over here. We didn't say a few words last time we met."

Hearing what Mrs. Maxim said, the students whispered to each other and made a buzzing sound. The badgers around them all looked at the boy who was named and automatically made way for him.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Wayne had no choice but to walk to Madam Maxime and kiss her hand like Dumbledore: "Madam, welcome."

Madam Maxime smiled gently: "Thank you, Mr. Lawrence, how are you doing recently?"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm doing very well here."

"Someone is going crazy thinking about you, and is counting the days to come all day long." Maxime smiled mischievously and looked at his students.

"Fleur, Gabriel, come here quickly, oh, Dumbledore, you shouldn't mind if I let the children catch up first, right? Waiting is a bit too boring."

"Of course." Dumbledore smiled: "I'm not a stubborn old man who likes to disturb the good things between young people."

"That's great."

While the two were talking, Fleur had already pulled Gabriel over.

Coming in front of the boy, Gabrielle broke away from her sister, trotted into Wayne's arms, and said in fluent English:

"Big brother, I miss you so much, more than my sister~"

After that, she kissed Wayne.

Wayne smiled and weighed the little girl in his arms, "Gabrielle has grown a lot taller."

Suddenly, a burst of rapid breathing came from the square array.

Fleur untied the scarf around her neck, revealing her increasingly stunning face. Her pair of green eyes, shining with silver light, looked at Wayne with joy, like gemstones inlaid on it.

She took off her headscarf again, and her silver hair, shining with light spots, fell like a waterfall, almost to her waist.

"Make way, make way."

Hermione didn't care about discipline at this time. Like Qiu and Astoria, she squeezed to the front of the queue and looked at the rival who only existed in the mouths of Sakura and Wayne.

A big word of danger appeared in her heart!

Fleur quietly glared at the loli who was still acting coquettishly with Wayne, pulled her down, occupied the boy's chest, and whispered:

"Don't listen to Gabrielle's nonsense, no one misses you more than me..."