Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Spring is here, it's here again... ahem.

Although it's freezing cold in the Scottish Highlands right now, it's clear that spring has arrived for the little wizards.

Since the fourth-year students and above had etiquette lessons, the atmosphere in the castle has changed.

The girls talked more, and they would gather in groups wherever they went, and then point at the boys, and occasionally giggle.

In the past, most students in the school would go home at Christmas, but this year was different. Almost all students above the fourth grade chose to stay.

Even many students below the third grade stayed, most of them were there to watch the fun, but some hoped to be invited to the dance with the seniors.

"Lawrence, can you be my dance partner?"

On the way to Transfiguration, a fifth-year Ravenclaw girl stopped Wayne and asked expectantly.

She was obviously dressed up carefully, and she even puffed out her chest when she spoke, which was magnificent.

Wayne smiled politely: "Sorry, I already have a partner."

After that, Hermione skillfully hugged Wayne's arm and quietly rolled her eyes.

"Okay." The girl left disappointed.

The two continued to go upstairs, and Hermione didn't say a word the whole time.

Similar things have happened too many times in the past two days. There are at least 40 girls who have been rejected by Wayne, if not 50. She has gotten used to it.

But Hermione still had doubts in her heart: "How many partners did you find? You promised me, and you promised Qiu, oh, and there is also the woman from Beauxbatons. Can you handle it?"

"Of course." Wayne puffed out his chest with some pride: "I can beat ten!"

Hermione pinched him unhappily and walked into the classroom first.

In the back seat, Harry and Ron were nervously flipping through a book. Every time they turned a page, they seemed to be under great pressure.

Harry turned three pages in a row, breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed at Ron.

"It's your turn."

Ron's face fell, and he gritted his teeth and turned a page. When nothing happened, he smiled again and turned another page.

Bang~!

Suddenly, a fist came out of the book and hit him right in the eye socket.

"Ouch!"

Ron screamed in pain, while Harry laughed.

This is the prank prop Wayne had just made a few days ago - the fortune-testing notebook.

It looks no different from an ordinary book, but if you turn to the trap page, a fist will come out of it and hit the person flipping the book hard.

The most important thing is that after the trap page is activated, it will appear randomly, not fixed on certain pages.

People with good luck may be fine after turning more than ten pages, but those with bad luck will suffer a heavy loss on one page, so it is called the fortune-testing notebook.

It was well received as soon as it was released, and many copies were sold. The strength of the fist in it can be seenIt can be adjusted, and the heaviest setting can make people cry with one punch.

It has only been two days, and several pairs of good friends have broken off their friendship because of this.

Hermione looked at Harry and Ron, who were laughing foolishly, as if they were looking at idiots.

They are so old, but still so childish.

She couldn't understand why the toys she thought were boring were so popular among boys.

Soon, Professor McGonagall came with a serious expression:

"I am not satisfied with the progress of many students. You will have O.W.L.s exams next year. You must prepare early and don't slack off anymore."

The students of Beauxbatons were relaxed. Their exams would not be held until the sixth grade, so there was no need to worry.

But the students of Hogwarts looked constipated.

There is still a year and a half left. Isn't it too early to prepare for the exams now?

What made the young wizards speechless was that Hermione actually nodded solemnly, agreeing with Professor McGonagall's words.

Professor McGonagall gave each of them a teapot. Today, everyone's task was to turn the teapot into a mouse and circle around the designated pillar.

This was the inspiration she got from watching Cedric's training.

The first project has fully demonstrated the gap between rigid Transfiguration and being handy. Professor McGonagall does not ask everyone to reach Cedric's level, as long as they can control a small animal.

The result disappointed her greatly.

The mice that many people transformed were in the shape of teapots. Those who could barely transform mice could not control them at all, and they ran around everywhere as soon as they came out.

Professor McGonagall also saw that Neville's mouse had a normal front half, but the back was still in the shape of a teapot, and it was turning around in a panic.

She was so angry that she wanted to help Neville directly.

Fortunately, it was not always so annoying.

Hermione's performance satisfied Professor McGonagall.

Her mouse nimbly bypassed several pillars, and then ran back to Hermione obediently.

"Can you control one more?" Professor McGonagall suddenly had an idea and gave Hermione another teapot.

Sure enough, it was still very easy to complete.

The number of mice gradually increased, and it was not until the seventh one that Hermione began to get flustered.

But this was enough to surprise Professor McGonagall.

Looking at Hermione was like looking at his own daughter.

"Miss Granger, would you like to join my Transfiguration Club?"

"Of course." Hermione responded with surprise.

"Very good, come to my office this Saturday morning." Professor McGonagall left with satisfaction.

Being Wayne's teacher did not actually give her much sense of accomplishment.

After all, there was too little help to provide, but Hermione was different. Although she was very outstanding, it was still within her understanding.

Polishing a piece of unpolished jade with my own hands, I still have this feeling when Lily was here.

Thinking of the red-haired girl, Professor McGonagall sighed imperceptibly.He sighed and walked back to the podium.

As soon as the bell rang, Harry couldn't wait to take out his fortune-testing notebook and prepare to play with Ron a few more times.

"Potter, come here."

Harry was startled and quickly handed the notebook to Ron and walked to the podium.

After all the classmates left, Professor McGonagall said, "Potter, have you chosen your dance partner?"

"Professor, I don't plan to attend the dance." Harry said.

Professor McGonagall looked at him strangely: "Don't you know the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament? The warriors have to dance the opening dance."

Harry was startled: "What? Why didn't anyone tell me."

He never knew about the opening dance. Even if he went to Sirius's class, it was just to show his support.

"Now you know." Professor McGonagall was speechless and said directly: "You must prepare a dance partner, Potter, don't look at me like that, this is your duty as a warrior."

Professor McGonagall said in an unquestionable tone, and then left.

Harry was completely dumbfounded. He would rather fight with Shufeng again than face the current situation.

Dance partner... where can he find one?

Soon, Ron knew Harry's concerns and felt that he was a little worried.

"You are a warrior, there will definitely be girls lining up to be your dance partner, just pick one you like."

"But they just want to show their faces." Harry retorted: "I'm just a tool."

"Well." Ron spread his hands, "Keep this momentum and tell Professor McGonagall again."

Harry was instantly silent.

At this time, George and Fred rushed out in a hurry, holding the sticks they used to play bludger in their hands, looking aggressive.

Harry looked at them in confusion: "There is no training today, where are you going?"

"Beat him!" George said viciously: "Damn Cedric, he actually invited Angelina to be his dance partner."

Fred covered his chest with heartache: "Angelina actually agreed!"

"I'm not done with him today!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the lounge with an angry face.

Harry opened his mouth, and Ron on the side was already laughing like crazy.

He knew that George and Fred had been hesitating about who to invite Angelina, and now, someone got there first.

Seeing him so happy, Harry asked: "Have you chosen your dance partner?"

Ron's smile gradually disappeared.

They are not the only ones who are troubled by the issue of dance partners.

The third floor of the new building is where the dormitories of the magic institute are located.

Inside the dormitory of Sakura and Tomoyo.

“Oh, this is so annoying!”

Sakura rolled on the bed, mumbling constantly, and finally stopped, her two white and slender legs shaking constantly.

“Just compete, why do we have to attend a dance party?”

"Because it's a tradition." Chiyo, who was sitting at the writing table and drawing a costume design, said softly:

"The custom of the warrior opening has lasted for hundreds of years, you should have known it long ago."

"If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have signed up." Sakura's pretty face was puffed up, "I don't want to dance with those people, Chiyo, how about you be my partner?"

After Sakura finished speaking, her eyes lit up.

She found that she was simply a genius, and could come up with such a wonderful idea.

Tomoyo looked at her with pity: "Xiaoying, if I were a boy, I would definitely accept your invitation, but unfortunately I am not."

"Wayne has gender-changing mints, but this is absolutely contraband in Hogwarts, more serious than a dung egg, you'd better forget it."

"Wayne..." Xiaoying lowered her head and muttered... her voice was low: "The only target is not good, he must dance with Furong."

Tomoyo's eyes curved into crescents: "I don't have such concerns." (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Are you going to invite Wayne too?" Xiaoying exclaimed.

"No, Wayne has already invited me."

"What!" Xiaoying jumped up from the bed, and was so shocked that she spoke her native language.

"When? How come I didn't know!"

"Just now after the spell class, I didn't have time to tell you."

Sakura bit her lower lip and exerted a little force.

All of a sudden, her originally bad mood became uneasy.

Although she and Tomoyo are best friends, Sakura still feels weird...

Why did it turn out like this?

Whether it's knowing Wayne or becoming friends, I was the first one to come, but Wayne only invited Tomoyo, why didn't he invite me?

Sakura lay down again in anger, covering her head with a pillow, humming.

The more the girl thought about it, the more irritated she became. She wanted to find Wayne right now to find out what was going on.

Although I am a warrior and the time for dancing with Furong conflicts, how do you know if I am willing if you don't ask me?

Sakura secretly glanced at Tomoyo who was still concentrating on painting, and made up her mind.

I will ask Wayne tomorrow. If he doesn't agree, Sakura will avoid the dance. []

Whether she is pretending to be sick or making other excuses, she doesn't want to dance with other boys.

While Sakura was still sulking here, someone had already taken action.

At the door of the Hufflepuff lounge, Cassandra asked a little badger to call Wayne out, ".~ I have already thought of the condition you owe me."

Wayne is not stupid. When he saw Cassandra, he had already guessed her purpose.

"Want me to be your dance partner?"

"No, that's right." The arrogant blonde girl stuttered a little, "You, don't think too much, I just think this school isThere are so many people, only you can match this lady. "

Wayne corrected: "Only I can overpower you."

He Lawrence has never been inferior to others in his life. Even when coaxing girls, he must establish a strong and weak relationship.

"You are so good..." Cassandra gritted her teeth in anger and wanted to swear, but the education she received since childhood did not allow her to do so.

"I don't care, anyway, you owe me a condition, you must be my dance partner and dance with me no matter what."

The girl's eyes were stubborn: "Even if Delacour invites you, you must agree to me."

"No problem."

Wayne agreed readily, so fast that Cassandra did not react. She was stunned for two seconds before looking at him suspiciously:

"Are you framing me? Delacour did not invite you?"

"How could I do this. "Wayne spread his hands: "You must hate me to death."

"Don't worry, since I have agreed, I will definitely attend as your dance partner."

Cassandra looked at Wayne for two seconds, "I'll wait and see."

"But...how about your skills? Don't keep stepping on my feet."

Wayne touched his chin: "You are worried about me, and I am worried about you. How about we try it first?"

The girl's eyes flickered, and she was a little moved.

"Okay, where are we going?"

"Just follow me."

Wayne took Cassandra to the Room of Requirement.

Half an hour later, both parties were very satisfied with each other.

The blonde girl's face flushed, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, "I didn't expect your skills to be so good."

"Same here, I can't tell at all that it's your first time, are you very talented. ”

Wayne handed over a handkerchief.

Cassandra was a little proud of his praise. "Hmph, I can do the waltz, and the foxtrot is so simple that I can learn it by just watching it."

Wayne smiled, "Then I look forward to your performance at the ball. By the way, are you ready for the dress?"

(Zhao Hao) I have already customized it during the summer vacation."

"Then I won't worry about you."

Wayne shook his hand and walked out of the Room of Requirement first.

Cassandra was full of curiosity about the room. She did not leave and studied it everywhere.

It is worthy of being Hogwarts. There is such a magical place.

Although Ilvermorny covers a larger area than Hogwarts and has more buildings, it does not have magical stairs and various secret rooms.

This is the difference in background.

The next day, Sakura, who did not sleep well all night, went straight to Wayne.

As the warrior with the highest score in the first round, Sakura's every move attracted countless people's attention.

"Wayne, can you... can you be my dance partner?"

Wayne: "......."

Moe King, we can talk about this kind of thing in private, no need toYou must shout so loudly in front of so many people.

Yes, perhaps to give herself courage, Xiaoying almost shouted the last few words, and the tables next to her could hear them clearly.

Swish, swish, swish.

Countless eyes immediately cast over, some watching the show, some gloating, and some looking for punishment.

Furong looked at Xiaoying, she didn't mind Wayne dancing with others, because she was a warrior, no matter how they grabbed it, the dance would fall on her head.

But Xiaoying was different, she was also a warrior.

Furong's sense of crisis rose halfway.

At the Hufflepuff table, Wayne was stunned for only two seconds, and Sakura became visibly disappointed, which made people feel pity. After coming to his senses, Wayne quickly said:

"I didn't say no, I agreed."

Now it was the turn of the badger who was watching the show next to him to be dumbfounded.

Many people saw him agree to Cassandra yesterday, so why did he agree to Sakura again today?

Cedric, with a bruise on his head, looked at Wayne deeply with a nostalgic look.

Take a few more glances, if you don't, you may not be able to see the whole thing in the future.

If he continues like this, does he want to die? .