Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

"Oh?"

Wayne was very surprised. He didn't expect that Harry would be obsessed with Grindelwald after just one meeting.

Sure enough, kid, you are born with a connection with the devil.

Seeing that Wayne didn't answer for a long time, Harry thought he had misunderstood something and quickly explained:

"It's not what you think, Wayne."

"I just think that many of the things Mr. Guy said are very clear, as good as your level, and very helpful to me."

"I understand." Wayne waved his hand: "Don't be so nervous. In terms of teaching people, he is indeed better than me."

Although both of them can be called gifted, Grindelwald's growth trajectory is closer to that of an ordinary wizard.

Many skills or insights that Wayne takes for granted are actually a privilege of genius.

Geniuses are far away from ordinary people. Perhaps their flash of inspiration will require mediocre people to catch up with them for a lifetime.

Grindelwald could understand Harry's situation better, and because of this, his guidance was closer to Harry's current situation, which benefited him a lot.

"So, do you want to ask him to teach you again?" Wayne asked.

Harry lowered his head in embarrassment, but did not refute.

"Not impossible." Wayne rubbed his chin, "He's idle every day anyway, so he must have plenty of time."

"Really?" Harry was delighted: "I can pay more."

"No need to pay more." Wayne shook his head: "Let me contact him and see what he means. Don't have too high expectations."

"This old man has a weird temper. Even I can't do anything about him."

"I understand." Harry responded: "Also, can the class time be changed? There will be competitions on Saturdays after the semester starts."

"I was just thinking about it. Let's change it to Monday morning."

After the two finished talking, they walked into the hall together.

Fleur, who had been staring at them for a long time, saw Wayne coming in and waved high. Wayne had to sit on the long table in Beauxbatons.

"Brother!" Gabrielle shouted crisply.

Wayne picked up the little 21-year-old girl and sat her on his lap to feed her.

Fleur was a little dissatisfied: "Gabrielle is already nine years old. She can go to school in two years. You can't spoil her like this anymore."

"Sister!" The little girl was also unhappy: "What's wrong with nine years old? Mom said that when you were ten years old... woooooo!"

Before she finished her words, Fleur hurriedly blocked Gabrielle's mouth with her hand: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Fleur, this is your fault." Wayne pushed her hand away righteously: "This is a free country, how can you stop Gabrielle from speaking?"

Several girls from Beauxbatons around were holding back their laughter.

In school, Fleur has always been arrogant, and only when she came to Hogwarts Lawrence could she be restrained.

Gabrielle regained her freedom, and she was very angry.She made a face at her sister, but in the murderous gaze, she still chose not to speak out.

Wayne gave Fleur a look and asked her to talk to him alone tonight.

The half-blooded veela rolled her eyes in return and ignored the two irritating guys.

Late at night.

"Hahahaha, is this true? You wet the bed at the age of ten?"

After Wayne's soft and hard persuasion, plus verbal battles, climbing rocks and crossing mountains, Fleur still couldn't hold the bottom line and told him the secret that Gabrielle had not finished just now.

After listening, Wayne rolled on the bed with joy.

Who would have thought that the proud Fleur had such an experience when she was a child.

The girl's earlobes were reddened by his exaggerated performance, "Wayne! You just said you wouldn't laugh!"

"Yes, sorry, I'm actually a professional and I don't usually laugh."

"Unless you hold it in."

"Wayne!"

Furong rushed forward in anger, and she was the one who suffered.

Soon the girl was panting, and Wayne stopped teasing her, holding her slender waist and resting his chin on her forehead.

Furong twisted restlessly, but Wayne still closed his eyes and said he would not move no matter what.

The girl snorted again and stopped making trouble.

The two slept until dawn.

Knowing that Wayne was going to accompany Astoria to go fishing, Furong went into the bathtub after breakfast.

After cracking the secret in the golden egg, Furong naturally knew that the next round of the competition would be held in the water, but in fact, she was not very good at swimming, and she had an inexplicable fear of deep water.

So she had to take advantage of the more than one month before the competition to conduct special training.

After understanding Furong's situation, Wayne also specially helped her to renovate the bathroom. The originally large bathtub was expanded again, and it was divided into deep water and shallow water areas, which was enough for Furong to practice in the early stage.

After becoming proficient, you can also use the lake outside to simulate the environment of the Black Lake.

The language in the golden egg is mermaid language, and only the Black Lake has a mermaid tribe in Hogwarts, so Furong dared to conclude that the competition must be related to the Black Lake.

After a simple wash, Wayne took the fishing tools and found Astoria, and the two came to the Black Lake.

This winter is not too cold, and the Black Lake is not frozen. Many students are walking around, and some use flying potions to fly around in the sky, which is very lively.

Each person has a small bench. Wayne hung the bait and threw the fishing line out very coquettishly.

"Wow! So far!" Astoria exclaimed in admiration.

Wayne smiled proudly: "What's the big deal? Tell me, what fish do you want today, I will catch it for you."

Astoria thought for a while, pointed her white finger at the center of the Black Lake, and said weakly: "Giant squid, okay?"

Wayne's smile froze, and he rubbed the little head of Rich Loli in a bad mood: "My little bait can't even fill its teeth.Not enough."

"Hehe." Astoria stuck out her tongue playfully, "Just kidding, I don't want any fish, I just want you to accompany me."

Wayne smiled and kissed her.

Ful Loli is still obedient, always able to tease him inadvertently.

Like Wayne, Astoria also threw out her fishing rod.

The two chatted while waiting for the fish to bite.

Wayne also separated a wisp of consciousness from the Phoenix King, flew to Nurmengard, and told Grindelwald that Harry wanted to invite him to Hogwarts.

After listening, Grindelwald snorted.

"If he wants me to go, I will go? Do you think I am a tutor?"

"Oh, then I will tell Harry that you refused." Wayne said and was about to fly away.

"Wait, I didn't say I didn't agree. "Grindelwald called it quickly.

The flames around the Phoenix King surged: "Old Ge, what do you mean, give me a definite answer."

"Nothing, I promised." Grindelwald took two steps back, silently complaining about the kid's poor patience, "Teaching him magic is just a by-product, but I am very interested in another kind of training."

"Harry Potter is the one chosen by Albus." Grindelwald's eyes flashed with excitement, "If he inherits my ideas, I wonder what Albus's expression will be?"

"So this is what you are thinking." The Phoenix King flapped its wings and flew into the window.

"Then try it, but you are doomed to fail."

Grindelwald was full of disbelief: "How could I not change a kid? Except for a pervert like you. ”

Just the first meeting, Grindelwald knew that Wayne and he were of the same kind.

This kind refers to the inner pride, will not be persuaded by others, and only believe in their own beliefs, not that their ideas are completely Xiong Rong

Wayne chuckled: "You overlooked a very crucial fact, Mr. Grindelwald."

Grindelwald just looked at the Phoenix King, waiting for his next words.

"Your theory is only suitable for smart people." Wayne said, "Only those who have deep thoughts and are willing to think can understand your greatness and understand you."

"So, the saints under your command are all former heroes, they are willing to fight for the future of wizards, but Harry is different. He is almost a fool in many ways, a standard Gryffindor-style reckless man."

Wayne became happier and happier as he spoke: "Yes, just like Senior Newt, he is stubborn. ”

“That’s why Dumbledore chose them, because he was sure that no matter how inflammatory the enemy’s words were, they would just be a bunch of nonsense to them.”

Grindelwald lowered his head and thought silently.

It turned out to be just as Wayne said.

It’s not that he hadn’t thought about using various precious magical animals to bribe Newt, not asking him to stand in his camp, but just asking him not to make trouble, butBut not once did he succeed.

Newt was just as stubborn as Wayne said.

Whenever Dumbledore assigned a task, Newt would diligently carry it out, ruining his plans countless times.

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This little difficulty not only did not make Grindelwald angry, but instead inspired his fighting spirit: "Lawrence, as long as you don't interfere with me, I promise to make Harry Potter accept my ideas."

"I'll wait and see."

After the words fell, Wayne's consciousness dissipated, the Phoenix King raised his head, looked at Grindelwald proudly, and flew away slowly.

After receiving a positive answer at Hogwarts, Wayne withdrew his distraction and concentrated on accompanying Rich Loli.

Today's luck was a bit bad. He didn't catch a single fish for a long time.

In order not to lose face in front of Astoria, Wayne had to cheat shamelessly.

The surface of the lake was still calm, but it was already turbulent secretly.

A large group of fish were squeezed over by Wayne and hung on the bait.

Feeling Astoria's admiring eyes, Wayne nodded secretly, and finally his efforts were not in vain.

The Black Lake is mostly trout and carp.

In England, carp is actually not considered edible fish. They prefer to eat sea fish without too many bones.

So in the end, Wayne put the carp back and only took the trout back to Hannah, preparing to have an extra meal in the evening.

It is worth mentioning that because of the Christmas party, this year's Chef King Competition was not held, and those little wizards who were preparing to participate were very disappointed.

Wayne also planned to find time to make up for it later. []

When Wayne saw Harry was there, he walked over and sat next to Hermione.

"Harry, Mr. Guy has agreed. It's the same time tomorrow. You can just go to the old place."

Harry was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. Hermione was puzzled: "What Mr. Guy?"

"I found a teacher for Harry." Wayne explained: "There is no way. He dislikes my poor teaching. I can only find a more professional one."

"After all, we have collected money, so we still have to consider the customers."

"That's not the case." Harry hurriedly explained: "Wayne, you teach very well. Of course, it would be even better if Mr. Guy could come with you."

"You are dreaming." Wayne glanced at him: "He came to replace me, not the two of us teaching you together."

One Grindelwald is not enough, and he wants to drag him along. There is no one in the world who is so shameless.

Harry smiled awkwardly: "Yeah, that's fine."

After finishing the business, Wayne sat here to eat. He held Hermione's hand and scratched it quietly.

The little witch blushed and immediately understood what he meant.

TonightI have to be a pillow again.

The next day.

School officially started.

The castle didn't change much compared to the holidays.

Perhaps because there were too many students staying in school this Christmas, today it just changed from a lot of people to a lot of people.

But as soon as the class started, the students felt something was wrong.

"Come on." Professor Sprout saw the drowsy people in the classroom and reminded them unhappily: "Poison thorns are very dangerous plants. If you are pierced by its thorns..."

"Ouch!"

Before she finished her words, Lavender Brown screamed in pain and blood flowed from her fingers.

The whole class looked over. Within two seconds, she began to shiver and drooled uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth.

Professor Sprout shrugged helplessly: "I don't need to say more, this is the symptom."

"Miss Parvati, please send Miss Brown to the school infirmary."

Parvati took the task with a bitter face, and used her wand to control the twitching Brown to fly up.

With such a vivid example, the young wizards were much more cautious next time.

Before the get out of class ended, Wayne secretly took a piece of poisonous thorns and prepared to go back to cultivate it himself.

His actions were very cunning, even Hermione in the same group didn't see it. Only Tomoyo looked at him with a smile when Wayne looked around nonchalantly.

Wayne's old face blushed. He didn't expect that he would be seen helping the professor deal with garbage.

After a full day of classes, Harry ran to the library to make up for the Defense Against the Dark Lord homework due tomorrow, and then hurried to the classroom where he usually had classes.

There was no one in the room, only a Niffler squatting on the podium.

"You are here, Potter."

"Mr. Guy." Harry greeted happily.

"I have heard from Lawrence. Yes, you have good vision and know who is a real master."

"I am not like that kid who teaches casually. Since you want to learn magic from me, I will be very strict."

Harry was startled and asked cautiously: "Are you not on good terms with Wayne?"

Sniff was silent for a moment: "I have a good relationship with Lawrence. He is one of the only two guys in the world who catches my eye."

Then he said in a hateful tone: "However, my relationship with one of his elders is not very good!"

Harry was a little confused by this complicated relationship. Grindelwald felt a tightness in his chest when he saw his silly look.

Same as Newt.

"I will not teach you today." Grindelwald said.

Harry looked at him in confusion: "What should we do then?"

"Let me tell you a story." Grindelwald said calmly: "A long time ago, in an unknown valley..."