Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Luanjinwei——Control the time flow of things in the array, making the things disconnected from the world, which can be accelerated or decelerated.

At this time, Snape's body has been completely still, and his thoughts and brain are forever stuck in the moment just now.

"How to do this..." Wayne rubbed his chin, thinking about how to solve Snape's troubles at this time.

After thinking for a long time, Wayne decided to cheat, which would be easier.

Start calculating!

This time it took longer than calculating Snape's fortune.

After five minutes, Wayne got the answer he wanted, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

"Is this all right?"

"It may be difficult for others, but for me..."

Having found a solution, Wayne did not delay, first throwing out a few concealment magics to block the movement in the office, and then untied Snape.

Almost continuously, a huge pressure rose from Wayne's body, and a shadow of a dragon appeared faintly behind him.

Snape, who originally wanted to run away, was directly pressed to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The might of the Star Forger, all spirits are subdued.

Wayne looked down at him quietly.

Thirty seconds, fifty seconds

Finally, Snape's eyes moved, and the pure black pupils began to fade, and the whites of his eyes appeared.

Under the breath of the Star Forger Dragon King, the fierceness of the Night Theris was completely suppressed, and finally Snape's consciousness found an opportunity to take advantage of, and gradually regained his sanity.

It was even a blessing in disguise.

He could feel that the power of resistance had become extremely weak, and even actively accepted his assimilation.

Snape raised his head with complicated eyes: "Lawrence, you are such a devil."

"You almost killed me just now, do you know that?"

The boy was unhappy.

"Professor, how can you not know what is good for you, "860"? You almost died, but you are not really dead. Aren't you living well now?"

"Good fortune and bad fortune are interdependent. If I hadn't come to help you, who knows if you can succeed in the end?"

Snape was silent.

What Wayne said was indeed true. He was in a very delicate situation just now. He might succeed or fail.

But it would never be like this now. The Thestral bloodline cooperated with his fusion so well...

Knowing that he couldn't win the argument with Wayne, Snape could only change the subject:

"What kind of magic is this, a special patronus?"

He had seen this dragon phantom more than once, and each time it would show different effects.

He looked up at the boy's head, feeling his endless greatness, and had the urge to worship him.

"It's not magic, it's talent." Wayne waved his hand and retracted his pressure.

He could sense that Snape had succeeded at this time, without the sense of disharmony just now.

Snape slowly stood up, with a smile on his face.

This feeling of suddenly becoming stronger is really fascinating.

And this way of becoming stronger is different from mastering some powerful spells.

This is a change in the level of life, and the activity of magic has increased a lot.

Sure enough, being a human has its limits, so... he is not a human anymore.

But when he saw Wayne looking at him with the same eyes as looking at a monkey, the smile that just appeared faded again.

Snape had deep doubts in his heart.

Wayne's momentum just now was so terrifying that he could suppress the blood of the Night Thestrals and dare not move. It has nothing to do with humans... Did he also melt the blood of some magical animals?

But even a fire dragon can't do this. Are there really creatures of this level in the world?

"Okay, since everything is fine, I'll leave first."

Wayne looked at the broken door on the ground, and the fun was over, so he prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute." Snape stopped him, with fire flashing in his eyes: "I want to test how much stronger I have become."

Wayne looked strange: "Are you sure?"

Ten minutes later, Wayne clapped his hands and walked out of the repaired door.

Inside the house, Snape's robe was messy, his hair was curled up by the burn, and he fell on the chair.

"Damn Lawrence, don't you know how to hold back!" Snape was so angry that he cursed. Of course, he had carefully arranged a soundproof barrier before cursing.

He asked Wayne to stay to feel the changes in his strength, not to be abused.

As a result, he was suppressed and couldn't raise his head throughout the whole process, and was beaten for ten minutes.

What the hell is this test!

The only reward was that he found that his dynamic vision was much stronger. The speed of the spells slowed down in his eyes, making it easier to dodge.

But facing the number of spells that were like a tide, even if the eyes reacted, the body could not dodge.

Snape's eyes flickered with a faint light. Since he merged with the blood of the Thestrals, his blue eyes turned black.

"But the Thestrals are far from enough, and the amount I merged is too small. My body can still bear it. The potential of the Thestrals has not been developed to the limit..."

Fire dragons, phoenixes, chimeras, thunderbirds, horned water snakes, venomous leopards, and even vomit bats...

These powerful creatures with special abilities are now in Snape's sight.

He didn't know how many creatures he could merge at most, so he had to choose the most powerful ones. The Thestrals were already the weakest among them.

Actually...

If it is possible, if the Phoenix King can be used, the blood of Wayne's Thunderbird is the best.

But he dared not even think about it.

Snape knew that if he dared to bring it up, Wayne would dare to bury him directly.

"Monster."

With a light snort, he began to clean up theA messy office.

At half past five, it was getting dark.

Wayne led Astoria back to the castle. In the afternoon, he took Fulori to play with the long-horned water snakes of Ilvermorny for a while, and then went to see the magic horse of Beauxbatons.

After a comparison, Fulori still thought Diana was cuter and more powerful.

The magic horse had wings, but its body was too tall. She was not as long as the legs of the magic horse when she stood there...

While watching the magic horse, they happened to meet Hagrid and Madame Maxime walking together.

Hagrid had an infatuated expression on his face, and he wore a hard suit that he had treasured for who knows how many years.

You could smell the pungent cologne on him from a long distance. Astoria swore to Wayne that this bottle of perfume must have expired for more than ten years.

When the two came in, the hall was already full of people. Wayne and Astoria parted ways and sat back at the Hufflepuff table.

The banquet started soon, but because the food had been very good recently, everyone's mind was not on the sumptuous dishes. Every face showed an anxious expression and fidgeted.

The students who had finished eating stared at Dumbledore closely, waiting to see when he would put down his knife and fork.

Crouch and Bagman also came, and there was an unexpected figure beside them - Percy.

He came as Crouch's deputy, responsible for recording the selection process. His whole face was flushed, and he frequently toasted Crouch at the banquet.

Every time Crouch took a sip, Percy drank a whole glass and soon his face turned red.

Finally, the golden plate became spotless again, and the sound in the hall suddenly increased a lot.

Then Dumbledore stood up and became silent again.

"Well, the Holy Grail is about to make a decision." Dumbledore said, "There are still a few minutes left. Listen, after the champions are chosen, I want them to go to the top of the hall and enter the next room along the guest of honor seat and wait patiently."

He pointed to the door behind, "When all the champions are confirmed, they will receive preliminary guidance."

After that, Dumbledore waved his wand, and all the candles except the one in the pumpkin lantern went out.

The hall entered a state of flickering light, and only the Holy Grail in front of the guest of honor seat burst into dazzling light and spun around.

Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from the cup mouth, rushed towards the long table of Durmstrang, and hit the unsuspecting Krum.

"The champion of Durmstrang," Dumbledore's voice was clearly heard by everyone: "Victor Krum."

Applause and cheers swept the entire hall.

Krum stood up, but did not walk over as Dumbledore had just said. Instead, he looked at the back of his right hand in doubt, and finally raised it high:

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People could clearly see that there were several strange patterns on the back of his hand, which were obviously related to the light emitted by the Holy Grail just now.

The cheers stopped, and everyone was waiting for Dumbledore's explanation.

"The Command Spell is a very wonderful contract magic." Dumbledore smiled, "It is the proof of your participation in the Holy Grail War, and it can also play an incredible role at the critical moment. It is a gift from the Holy Grail to every contestant."

"Using the Command Spell to activate magic will greatly increase the power of magic, so please use it with caution."

"Everyone has only three Command Spells at the beginning. One less is one less, but the top three in each round will receive a Command Spell as a reward."

After listening, Krum looked at the red rune on his hand, and finally nodded, walked up to the guest of honor, and entered the small room that Dumbledore mentioned.

A few seconds later, the Holy Grail lit up again. This time it was Ilvermorny-Cassandra who was chosen, and the boy named Wilkinson lowered his head in disappointment.

Cassandra stood up amid the applause, gracefully saluted the people around, and finally stopped her eyes on Wayne who was clapping his hands, raised her eyebrows, and then moved.

This girl.

Wayne laughed dumbly.

Cassandra's temperament is like that of a wild cat, a little bit prickly, but also quite fun.

Next, the light of the Holy Grail fell on the long table of Costolis 0 .....

A student who was almost twice as strong as Harry stood up in surprise, his face flushed, and roared to the sky.

"Hurrah!"

"Vladimir, the warrior of Costolis!"[]

Principal Katerina happily took another sip of vodka.

"It was him?"

Wayne was surprised to see Vladimir walking towards the hut.

Cedric on the right asked hurriedly: "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him, but I know his brother. His brother participated in the potion exchange competition and told me that he has a younger brother who is only one grade lower than him."

Wayne explained: "The two brothers are almost cut from the same mold."

"So that's how it is." Cedric suddenly realized.

While the two were talking, the Holy Grail made another choice.

"The warrior of Vagadu - Buso!"

It was a tall and thin black man with an ivory necklace on his neck. It was a matte black type, which was very suitable for night combat.

For his election, the students of Vagadu were not too surprised and congratulated him one after another.

Wayne made a judgment instantly.

It seems that he is not an easy one to deal with.

Just now, even when Cassandra and Krum were elected, many people in their school showed indignant expressions.

Not to mention Vladimir, who probably didn't even think he could become a warrior.

Only Buso, everyone in Vagadu thought it was natural, without any disappointment or surprise.

When Buso disappeared, the Holy Grail paused for a long time this time. After a full minute, it cast its light on Beauxbatons——"Miss Fleur Delacour!"

Fleur stood up gracefully, shook her silver hair, came to Wayne lightly, hugged the boy, and then walked to the guest of honor.

The passionate girl would not miss any opportunity to show her love. At least now, almost all the teachers and students in the school knew about her relationship with Wayne.

"Look, those people are crying!" Toby envied Wayne and pointed to the long table in Beauxbatons. Several girls who were not selected were in tears, very touching.

Norman was puzzled: "Why are all the girls crying? Those boys are not touched at all."

"Is this normal?"

Wayne wiped off the lipstick marks on his face helplessly, "The three hopes of France, women, dwarves, and foreigners."

Most of the students around him looked confused, only some young wizards from Muggle families laughed and gave Wayne a thumbs up.

Then, this time the warriors from the magic house were selected.

Dumbledore read loudly: "The warrior from the magic house - Sakura Kinomoto!"

Sakura happily hugged Tomoyo and walked to the guest seat amid the applause of the crowd. She also winked at Wayne before entering the hut.

The cute king is the cute king. Just a simple action can make people happy.

Wayne smiled unconsciously.

Finally, there is only one school left.

The students of the four colleges all fell silent, even their breathing slowed down, and they prayed to Merlin in their hearts that the warrior must be a student of their college.

The light of the candle dimmed, and the Holy Grail spun and made a choice.

The light fell beside Wayne.

"The warrior of Hogwarts." Dumbledore also smiled-"Cedric Diggory!"

"Oops!" Ron said loudly, but no one heard it except Harry.

The cheers next to him were deafening, and the badgers jumped up and down and screamed.

Cedric's body trembled with excitement, and he hugged Wayne tightly.

"I became a warrior!"

"Then come on." Wayne also smiled brightly, but there was a strange color in the depths of his eyes.

When he first stepped on the Hogwarts Express, he had secretly promised to save Cedric's life.

You lent me ten years of luck in love. If I don't finish these ten years of bachelorhood, I have to live for me even if death comes!

Cedric didn't know that Wayne had thought so much in such a short time. He high-fived all the way through the Hufflepuff table, and finally bowed slightly to Professor Sprout and entered the room behind the guest of honor.

The cheers lasted for a long time, and it took a long time for Dumbledore to quiet everyone down.

"Great!" Dumbledore said happily, and there was nothing wrong with it."Now that our warriors have been selected, I believe that the students of each school will go all out to support your warriors - this is also a great contribution -"

Dumbledore suddenly stopped his trickery, and everyone noticed something was wrong.

The Holy Grail, which had originally been quiet, began to spin again, and a long beam of light shot out, hitting Harry, who was still surprised.

Silence - extremely quiet.

Everyone in the hall was waiting for Dumbledore, then he cleared his throat and read loudly -

"Harry Potter!".