Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Cedric's mind was blank. When the green light appeared, his soul seemed to be frozen and stopped thinking.

Even the instinct of breathing disappeared.

It was not until half a minute later that he roared as if waking up from a dream, and looked at Wayne who had taken back his wand in shock.

"Are you crazy?"

Cedric's scalp was still tingling and goose bumps all over his body.

Although Wayne just used the simplest fluorescent spell, the murderous aura could not be faked.

The murderous aura does exist. Even ordinary people can cultivate it after experiencing blood and fire.

For example, the three-stage spear splitting parade that shocked the world made countless people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

The number of wizards who died at Wayne's hands was already in the double digits. Although the murderous aura was not strong, it became extremely terrifying under the increase of mental will and momentum.

"Are you scared now?" The boy took a step back and chuckled, "No, I said the wrong thing. You are not scared, but you have no ability to resist, not even afraid."

"Is your mind empty and you can only stare blankly?"

Cedric lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he was too ashamed to talk about his embarrassing performance just now.

It took him a long time to find an excuse for himself:

"Wayne, no matter how serious and cruel the Holy Grail War is, the contestants are still students after all, and there are referees and principals watching. Aren't you too cautious?"

Wayne did not answer, but burst out a string of data.

"In 1789, the cockatrice rushed out of the competition site, and three headmasters were seriously injured. The headmasters of Beauxbatons and Hogwarts were replaced."

"In 1734, the warriors of Beauxbatons controlled the trolls and smashed the heads of the warriors of Durmstrang, and the brains were scattered all over the floor."

"In 1699, the warriors of Hogwarts were cast with the Imperius Curse and eventually lost their legs."

"In 1664, the warriors of Durmstrang were burned to ashes by the dragon's flames."

"......."

A series of real records were told by Wayne, and Cedric was stunned and said nothing.

Feeling that it was almost done, Wayne paused for a moment and continued: "Wizards are a group of beings that possess powerful powers. Especially when you are competing, it is not uncommon for you to use any magic when you are emotionally excited."

"Do you dare to say that you have not mastered any black magic?"

Cedric lowered his head in shame.

Yes, even he has learned several kinds of black magic, even

How can he rely on rules and other people for safety?

"I know, Wayne." Cedric stood up, his eyes had become firm, but this was not enough.

Wayne decided to scare him every time he went to class. If the Avada Kedavra curse really couldn't be used,But some evil spells are no problem.

Sooner or later, he will be able to practice.

Days passed, and since the unpleasant incident that day, the atmosphere between students has become more harmonious.

The young wizards from Beauxbatons, Durmstrang and other schools learned about Wayne's glorious deeds from their new friends at Hogwarts.

I suddenly felt that it was not strange that I was blocked at the door that day.

Some people were still dissatisfied with his arrogance, but more people were impressed by it.

Put yourself in the shoes of a Hufflepuff student. Who doesn't want to have such a friend?

In this way, Wayne often encountered greetings from students from other schools when walking in the castle, and the young wizards from the magic house bowed respectfully.

There were even many people who asked him for autographs.

Wayne saw a girl excitedly asking for Krum's autograph, and then he found Cedric in the afternoon. Finally, the largest blank space on the schoolbag was left for him.

The cultured Master Lawrence would naturally not refuse such an enthusiastic classmate. He signed with a smile, watched the girl run away happily, and asked Harry beside him:

"How many did you sign?"

"None." Harry said awkwardly: "In their eyes, the warriors are only Cedric and Krum."

"This is also good, at least no one points fingers at me anymore."

Harry's mentality is still good. He has never lacked attention since he entered school. He feels that what he lacks more is actually the strength to deserve this attention.

If he can be as strong as Wayne, uh, one tenth stronger, and as knowledgeable as Hermione.

Harry feels that he can bear any praise, instead of being embarrassed like now.

"Good attitude." Wayne gave him a thumbs up, and the two continued to walk towards the cafeteria.

Just now in the divination class, Trelawney predicted a new way of death for Harry - choking to death by a dung egg.

Harry is used to it. If one day Trelawney says that he is going to have good luck, maybe he will be alert.

Now he is obviously more concerned about another thing -

"Wayne, have you found that Moody cares too much about me?" He whispered, making sure that no one except Wayne could hear.

"In the recent Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he asked me to answer questions and practice too frequently, and Hermione's hand was completely ignored."

"Because you are a warrior." Wayne looked at the crowd in front without looking back, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, don't they also take good care of you, oh, and Snape."

Harry's face fell.

That's right.

Since he became a warrior, he has become the focus of professors. Even Hermione's homework cannot be used as a reference. Problems will definitely be discovered.

"But, but I just think there is something wrong with Moody." Harry still believes in his intuition and the lessons he has learned from his past.

"Instead of worrying about this, you should worry about the first event in a few days." Wayne stopped, "The competition is coming soon, are you ready?"

Harry was stunned.

Yes, he still has a competition.

During this period, he had been quarreling with Ron and enduring the strange looks of others. Finally, the situation got better, and he began to worry about Moody's intentions. In the blink of an eye, he will participate in the competition in only one week?

Looking at his silly look, Wayne also shook his head: "Harry, what you have to do now is to live until the day when Moody's conspiracy is exposed, instead of thinking about these things."

After that, he went to find Tomoyo and Sakura. The three of them made an appointment to have lunch together at noon, and let Sakura try on the Hogwarts school uniform modified by Tomoyo.

After being pointed out by Wayne, Harry finally realized the seriousness of the matter. He was distracted all afternoon, and he was still absent-minded when he took the potions class in the afternoon.

During the class, Snape prepared ten kinds of poisons and asked them to choose one to prepare the antidote.

"Potter." Looking at Harry's dazed look, Snape smiled maliciously: "Just you, drink the poison first, then drink the antidote you made yourself. If it doesn't work, I will send you to Pomfrey in time."

Harry's eyes met Snape's. He was sure that Snape wanted to poison him, but it was good this way, at least he didn't have to participate in the competition - before he died, he must drag Snape to die together.

Just when Harry was fantasizing, the classroom door was knocked.

Colin Creevey entered the classroom sideways, smiled at Harry, and walked in front of Snape.

"What's the matter?" Snape asked impatiently.

"Excuse me, sir. I need to take Harry Potter upstairs."

Snape's smile disappeared: "Potter still has class, you go out first."

"Sir - Mr. Bagman asked him to go." Colin shrank his neck: "All warriors have to take pictures."

Snape was so angry that he threw the poison in his hand into the trash can: "Get out! Both of you get out!"

Harry put on his schoolbag and walked out. When he closed the door, he clearly saw Malfoy raised his middle finger. Harry was not to be outdone and made the shape of F with his mouth, which made Malfoy's face red with anger.

Dealing with Colin's entanglement all the way, Harry came to a classroom.

He was very familiar with this place. Wayne usually gave him and Malfoy extra lessons here. Other warriors also arrived, in addition to him, there was also the cute girl from the magic institute.

There was a large open space in the middle of the classroom, with three tables lined up together. Bagman, a witch he had never seen before, and Ollivander, the owner of Ollivander's, sat behind them.

At this time, Ollivander was holding Vladimir's wand and muttering something.

Buckman saw Harry and stood up quickly: "Ah, you are here, Harry, your task today is very heavy, not only do you have to accept wand inspection, prop inspection, but also the "Prediction"

"An interview with the Yanjia Daily."

"Interview?" Harry was surprised: "No one told me this."

"Haha, you are now the stars of national attention." Buckman laughed heartily, "Let me introduce you, this is Ms. Rita Skeeter, the top reporter of the newspaper."

Harry nodded, "Hello."

When he came in just now, this woman was chatting with Furong with a warm and flattering smile.

"Hello, Harry Potter." Rita Skeeter's smile changed, which made Harry very uncomfortable.

It was as if she was sizing up her prey, with a playful look.

"Ludo, can I talk to him - our youngest warrior."

"Uh..." Before Harry could answer, Ludo Bagman readily agreed for him: "Harry will definitely cooperate with you and add some heat to the newspaper."

"Great. "Rita Skeeter said, she apologized to Fleur first, then stood up and grabbed Harry and was about to go out.

Just when Harry was at a loss, the door was pushed open again.

Wayne and Sakura walked in. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Rita Skeeter hurriedly let go of him, and Bagman became nervous like her. The two hurriedly greeted him, leaning forward slightly:

"Mr. Lawrence 0 ........"

"Yeah." Wayne responded casually, smiled at Fleur and Cassandra, and then asked: "We are not late, are we?"

"No, no." Bagman said flatteringly, "The wand inspection is just halfway through, and the prop inspection has not yet started."

"Okay, Sakura, you go to line up. "

Sakura stood behind Harry and shyly took out her pink wand.

Wayne sat next to Fleur, waiting for Ollivander to check the wand before he started working. Rita Skeeter came over again:

"Sir, I want to interview Harry Potter, what do you think..."

"Just tell me what to do, as long as he agrees."

Rita Skeeter smiled: "Then I won't disturb you and Miss Delacour."

After that, she grabbed Harry and walked out the door without saying a word.

"What did you do just now?" Fleur asked.

"Fishing by the Black Lake." Wayne shook his head with some regret, "I almost caught a giant squid."

"Boasting." Cassandra snorted.

Wayne looked at her seriously: "You can disbelieve in my character, but you can't disbelieve in my skills. ”[]

Cassandra smiled softly: "I have seen that giant squid. It is bigger than the boats of Durmstrang and the Institute of Magic. How can it be caught?"

"That's because you haven't met the real god of fishing. I will let you see it next time."

Cassandra blinked: "It's a deal. You have to call me next time you go fishing."

"No problem."

Fleur glared at Cassandra, whose lips curled up. This woman was just looking for an excuse to get close to Wayne.

"......."

While the three were whispering, Harry walked back in a daze and was the last one to complete the wand test.

He always felt that there was something wrong with Rita Skeeter's interview just now.

After finishing his work, Ollivander and Wayne exchanged business praises before leaving the classroom. Wayne sat in his seat.

"Come one by one. If the props that I said are not allowed to be used in the competition are used, all the points of the round will be directly deducted."

Wayne took out the wand, and Fleur was the first to step forward, and the blue light fell on her.

Then, the necklace, bracelet, brooch, ring, hairpin, and earrings all flew into the air.

The eyelids of several warriors jumped.

Carrying so many magic props with you?

Even if the specific effects are not clear, the number is enough to scare people.

Fleur said angrily: "You gave me these things. Is there any need to check them? My hair is messed up."

Wayne coughed awkwardly: "Isn't this a necessary procedure? During the competition, put these away in advance. If they are accidentally triggered, you will lose points."

"I know." Fleur nodded, put the things back, and made way.

Then it was Krum. He took out a pocket watch on his own initiative. Wayne recognized it at a glance as a prop sold in his store, which sealed several armor spells.

But he still checked it again and made sure there was nothing left before letting Krum leave.

1.1 Next was Cassandra, who was also a little rich woman with a lot of props, and then it was Harry. Sirius bought him several props, both defensive and offensive.

Then, it was Vladimir and Cedric, two poor guys... They were really innocent, with nothing.

Even Buso of Vagado, the ivory necklace on his neck was a cursed item, and he was not allowed to wear it during the game.

Finally, it was Sakura's turn. Sakura asked worriedly: "Wayne, can I use the Sakura card I made myself?"

"That's definitely no problem. The Sakura card is part of your own strength and will not be considered a foul."

Buso raised his hand weakly: "Lawrence, then my ivory is also part of my strength."

"Okay, then you make a set yourself now, and I won't care."

Buso was speechless. His ivory necklace was a family heirloom. It was not easy to make this set.

After all the inspections were completed, Crouch took the warriors to the classroom next door to take pictures.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Furong came out and happily took Wayne's hand:

"Would you like to have a drink together tonight?"

"Wine is fine, but drinking alone is too boring. Let's go see aHow's the movie?"

"All up to you."

"......"

It's late at night.

Everything is quiet, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

In the dark night sky, several huge shadows suddenly appeared and approached quickly, landing below the forbidden forest.

"Is it here? Charlie." Someone asked in a rough voice.

"Yes, no one knows Hogwarts better than me, and the Ministry of Magic requires this area."

"Guys, we have to move quickly, and we must not let the students see these big guys."