Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

French girls are romantic and bold. Even in front of thousands of people, Fleur expressed her thoughts about Wayne without reservation.

But at the same time, she was also sensible. This occasion was not suitable for the two of them to stay together for too long, so after a few simple words, she took the pouting Gabrielle back to the square of Beauxbatons.

More boys saw the stunning faces of the two sisters and had only one thought in their minds.

Lawrence... you are damned!

Fleur ignored those gazes and just walked to the back of the team holding Gabrielle's hand. In a way, she was similar to Cassandra and never cared about the thoughts and eyes of passers-by.

Seeing that her sister was still unhappy, Fleur had to coax her patiently: "Wayne still has work to do. Can I take you to see him tomorrow?"

"Really?" Gabrielle's eyes flashed.

"Why would I lie to you?" Fleur poked the little Lolita's chubby face with her white and slender fingers, and said unhappily.

Gabrielle said expectantly, "Can my sister leave too? I'll be alone with Wayne."

Fleur: "-........"

This little heartless guy!

On the other side, Hermione and Qiu's pretty faces were completely stern.

They finally understood what Wayne meant by asking which Delacour before

This is to take both big and small!

Astoria was anxious and circled around her sister.

It's bad, a competitor has appeared!

She knows Wayne's XP too well.

White hair, cute.

These two points are the biggest magic weapon for her favor, but Gabrielle has both of them, and there is also the advantage of age!

All of a sudden, Fleur Lolita felt a sense of crisis!

The girls had different thoughts, and Wayne was unaware of this. He originally wanted to return to the square formation, but several principals held him back and discussed some content related to the game, trying to keep their voices down.

As a contributor to the trophy and the main player who promoted the Holy Grail War, Wayne would also be the referee of the game.

However, he did not have the power to score, but was only responsible for supervising whether the players violated the rules during the game, similar to law enforcement refereeing.

When talking halfway, several principals had differences over the use of some spells.

Fontana was dissatisfied with the various restrictions made by Dumbledore: "Dark magic is also a manifestation of ability. I think there is nothing that cannot be used. Just be careful about the degree."

"Agilbert, this will give students a wrong guidance." Dumbledore said patiently: "They will mistakenly think that we support the use of dark magic and embark on the road of pursuing power."

Fontana argued: "Everything must have a limit. For too evil dark magic, we can ban its use, but it is too biased to kill it with one stick. What do you think, Professor Zaka?"

Zaka showed his refreshing white teeth: "Sorry, I can't answer this question.Answer: The definition of black magic in the Black State is different from yours, but I still prefer to ban it to avoid potential dangers. "

"Don't forget, the reason why the Triwizard Tournament was forced to end was because of too many casualties."

Vagadu's students are best at close combat after Transfiguration. If black magic is banned, it will actually be beneficial to him.

Without support, Fontana was a little discouraged, but he immediately looked at Katerina.

"I agree with Professor Fontana." Katerina nodded at him: "Cosdoris' students never care about the attributes of power, and I will not limit their choices."

Madame Maxime hesitated slightly: "I think it's all right."

Two votes in favor, two votes against, and one abstention. In the end, no result was discussed, and they could only consider it after everyone was gathered.

Madame Maxime was a little annoyed by waiting, and complained: "Don't they have any sense of time? It's been half an hour past the agreed time. ”

Dumbledore was still very patient and comforted him softly: "It should be here soon. "

Five minutes after he finished speaking, the calm Black Lake suddenly became turbulent, making a loud and strange sound.

There was a commotion in the center of the Black Lake, huge splashes appeared on the water, forming two large whirlpools, two masts slowly rose, and then the huge hull.

There was a big commotion in the square, and people stared at the two ships that suddenly appeared without blinking. The first one looked like a sunken ship that had just been salvaged, tattered and with a ghostly weirdness.

The second one was more delicate and small, and the whole body seemed to be made of white jade, emitting a faint fluorescence in the moonlight.

The two ships sailed towards the lakeshore, dropped anchor a moment later, set up wooden boards, and many people walked down from them one after another.

The leaders were two middle-aged men, one wearing a fur cloak and the other wearing a black suit.

"Dumbledore! "My dear old friend, how are you?" the fur-cloaked man shouted enthusiastically as he walked up the ramp.

"Very well, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore replied.

Karkaroff smiled and nodded, and greeted the other principals. At this time, the man in the suit walked up to Dumbledore, bowed deeply, and said in a cherry blossom accent:

"I'm very sorry! Professor Dumbledore, we encountered a tsunami while crossing the Pacific Ocean, which delayed us for some time."

"Please don't be so polite, Professor Koga." Dumbledore quickly helped him up and asked with concern: "Is the ship damaged? Are the students okay?"

Koga's spirit of craftsmanship broke out again, and he bent down again: "Everything is fine, thank you for your concern! "

Dumbledore's mouth twitched, but he still helped him up.

It's okay that you always bend over, but the key is that you are short. Every time I help you, I have to bend over. Can't I be considerate of the elderly?

"Victor, come here quickly, warm upAnd... You don't mind, Dumbledore, Viktor has a cold."

Karkaroff showed off and motioned one of his students to come forward. The student had a hooked nose and a gloomy face.

No introduction was needed, everyone had recognized that figure.

The hottest star this summer, who has long dominated the front page of newspapers - although he was replaced by someone after the game, it was enough for everyone to remember him.

"Oh my God! It's Krum - it's really him!"

"He is actually a student of Durmstrang? Such a great seeker hasn't graduated yet?"

"Where's the pen and the book? I want to ask him for an autograph! "

The crowd was in an uproar. The boys were even more excited than when they saw Fleur's face. The girls screamed, and Karkaroff's smile became more and more proud.

Dumbledore still smiled politely: "The weather in England is indeed a bit bad, but a cold is not a big problem." He looked at Wayne who was looking at the magic team:

"Mr. Lawrence, you should carry potions for treating colds with you, right?"

"Of course." Wayne took out a pocket and rummaged through it, found two bottles of green potion and handed them over.

"One bottle to refresh the mind, two bottles to cure the disease, but remember to pay. "

The smile on Karkaroff's face froze.

He called Krum over just to show off, not really cold.

Suddenly, he remembered the name Dumbledore had just called, and asked in some doubt: "Who is this..."

"Ah, it's my fault, I forgot to introduce you." Dumbledore took Wayne's arm:

"Mr. Lawrence, the best student in the history of Hogwarts, in a sense - he should be considered our colleague."

Wayne also smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Professor Karkaroff, you can call me Lawrence, if you don't like it, you can also call me by my nickname."

"What nickname?" Dumbledore asked curiously: "Why didn't I know you had a nickname?"

The boy smiled shyly: "Friends on the street give me face and like to call me Death Eater killer. I have only killed a few people. I really don't deserve it. I don't deserve it. "

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

Karkaroff's feet softened, and he fell to the ground without standing firmly.

Wayne pretended to be surprised, retracted his outstretched arm, and gave him a little support.

"Professor Karkaroff, this is the first time we meet, so there is no need to be so polite, right?"

"It should be, no... I mean I'm too tired after a day's journey." Karkaroff stood up awkwardly and began to speak incoherently.

"Dumbledore, it's too cold outside, let's go in quickly." He hurriedly found an excuse.

"Then let's go." Dumbledore didn't say much and led the way.

Madame Maxime secretly gave Wayne a thumbs up and followed behind.

She also didn't understand why KakaLove will become the headmaster of Durmstrang.

As a close friend of Britain, the French have a deep understanding of the turmoil in Britain.

Karkaroff is a tainted witness who gained his freedom by betraying a bunch of companions.

He was afraid of being retaliated by the Death Eaters who were still outside, so he fled to the north of Europe. As a result, he got better and better and became the headmaster of Durmstrang.

Wayne walked on the stone steps. He suddenly wanted to write a letter to Grindelwald to see what the old man thought of this matter.

In the hall, the ten long tables were finally full of people.

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The two thousand little wizards were definitely a grand event.

The badgers were the happiest. Since the guests came, the food at home has been getting better and better.

However, Dumbledore urged everyone to finish the fight quickly tonight, as there were more important things to do later.

So the dinner lasted only half an hour. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Many people still looked at the Beauxbatons table unconsciously while eating. Fleur's charm was so amazing that the girls looked at her with hostility.

Especially the demons, who almost bent their forks out of jealousy.

Half an hour later, the hall was quiet again.

Dumbledore nodded to Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall stood up and left the hall, and soon came back.

Everyone was surprised to find that she was holding the Sorting Hat and a high stool in her hands, which were obviously prepared long ago.

Dumbledore stood up:

"Welcome, welcome students and professors from all over the world. Your arrival makes Hogwarts shine."

The students of Hogwarts applauded first, and then the other schools also clapped their hands very politely.

When the applause fell, Dumbledore said, "The selection ceremony for the Holy Grail War will officially begin this weekend and last for two days. At the banquet on Halloween Eve, we will select the seven most suitable warriors."

"What are the selection criteria?" Ron whispered, "In just two days, can they know who is the most suitable?"

"You can think of it, but the professor can't?" Hermione was in a bad mood now, and she spoke without mercy: "Dumbledore must have considered everything."

"Why are you so fierce to me?" Ron felt very aggrieved: "Isn't it just that Wayne found a girlfriend who is much more beautiful than you? You should be used to it."

Goodbye, warrior.

Harry looked at Ron with admiration, wanting to imprint his image in his heart forever.

Hermione was so angry that she trembled. She swore that if she lent Ron her homework again, she would grow two more big buck teeth! []

Dumbledore continued, "In order to ensure the learning progress of students from all schools and to give everyone the opportunity to experience the tradition of Hogwarts, I specially prepared the sorting session for everyone.. "

"In the next year, you will study with students from the four colleges of our school according to the sorting situation. So, let's start now!"

Students from the six schools have shown great interest in this, especially Ilvermorny. They also know that many of their school's systems are from Hogwarts. Now they have the opportunity to experience the authentic sorting ceremony, and they are very excited.

The only thing that makes them feel uncomfortable is the shape of the sorting hat...

Several girls looked at Wayne from time to time.

Professor McGonagall has begun to call the roll. Because there are many people preparing for the sorting, she has told the sorting hat in advance that there is no need to think too much, just decide the sorting according to his first reaction.

Therefore, the speed of sorting is very fast, and it takes only a dozen seconds to deal with a student.

Sakura whispered to Tomoyo: "Will we be sorted into Hufflepuff? ”

“It’s hard...” Tomoyo thought for a while, “With your personality, you should be more suitable for Gryffindor, and for me, maybe Ravenclaw.”

“Of course, both of us may enter Slytherin, after all, bloodline is the most important thing there.”

Wayne had introduced the representative characteristics of the four colleges to them before.

Sakura felt that what Tomoyo said made sense, but she was still a little unwilling: “Not necessarily, even Wayne can be assigned to Hufflepuff, that hat can also be confused sometimes.”

Tomoyo smiled secretly: “If Wayne hears you, you will be miserable.”

Sakura hugged the eldest lady’s arm and acted coquettishly: “Then don’t tell him.”

“It depends on your performance? ”

After about twenty minutes, the team of students from Ilvermorny came to an end.

Cassandra was the second to last. When it was her turn, Cassandra silently cursed the hat maker in her heart, and then took it with disdain.

"Hey, little girl, what do you know, this is called art! Lawrence boy has much better vision than you, huh? You actually want to go to Hufflepuff, why, you are a natural Slytherin!"

Cassandra was immediately attracted: "You said it was Wayne who transformed you into what you are now?"

"Yes, Lawrence boy and I are good brothers, let me see... That's it."

"Since you want to find him, then the final result is..."

The Sorting Hat shouted loudly: "Slytherin Five!"