Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Wayne naturally didn't know what story Grindelwald told Harry.

But he didn't worry at all that Harry would follow Grindelwald's path.

Just because...the two sides are not the same kind of people at all.

Harry grew up in a bad environment like the Dursleys. After coming to school, he encountered crises every year, either passively or actively standing up, regardless of his personal safety.

You can say that Harry is brainless, impulsive, and sometimes has a bad temper.

But you can never say that he is not a typical good person.

Especially in the seventh grade, after Harry learned that he was half a Horcrux, he also understood Dumbledore's plan and went to die calmly.

With such awareness, Harry would never accept Grindelwald's ideas.

Besides, even if he was successfully brainwashed, what would happen?

Harry's talent ceiling is there. At most, he can become the next Snape or James Potter. He can never reach the height of Grindelwald and can't make much waves.

Personal charm alone can't get things done. You also need to have the corresponding power.

So Grindelwald is doomed to fail.

He himself knows that he just wants to make things difficult for Dumbledore, so he wants to train Harry on a whim.

Wayne only hopes that Grindelwald's interest can last for a while, so that he can have a lot of free time.

In the classroom, Grindelwald's story has been told almost.

He didn't tell it in full, but ended it by saying that the three of them fought and killed an innocent girl.

This experience can be called one of the biggest secrets of this century. Not to mention a poor student like Harry, even Hermione can't know the details.

So... Harry naively thought that this was really a story.

"Do you have any questions?" Grindelwald said after he finished speaking.

Harry was fascinated by what he heard. When he heard Grindelwald ask him to ask questions, he couldn't wait to ask: "Sir, who cast the spell that killed the girl?"

"I don't know..." Grindelwald's voice was hoarse: "No matter who it was, it was not their intention. Even the foreign boy just thought the girl was a burden and didn't want to kill her."

Harry said dissatisfiedly: "Family members are not burdens and encumbrances. Why should he make decisions for others?"

"Not making decisions." Grindelwald was not angry. Instead of being angry, he explained seriously:

"Jude Law was wavering at the time. He was too talented and had great ambitions, but because of two useless family members, he could not help more people and change the world. Isn't this a waste?"

"He told Depp that everything was for the greater good, but in the end, he regretted it."

"Shouldn't Depp give him a push?"

Jude Law is a synonym for Dumbledore, and Depp is his own, but Aberforth,He just hastily used the goat as a code name.

Harry was speechless. He still didn't agree with this theory in his heart, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"Potter, you are actually facing the same choice." Grindelwald said meaningfully.

Harry shook his head in disbelief: "Don't joke, I'm just an ordinary wizard, how can I be as powerful as the protagonist in the story you told."

A three-person melee, a random spell can kill people, he feels that he will never reach this level in his life.

And the three young people in the story are just graduates.

"Haha." Grindelwald chuckled: "Potter, between you and Voldemort, only one is destined to survive, you can't escape even if you want to, this is your fate."

"Then I will definitely survive to the end." Harry said with great certainty.

"Oh?" Sniff's two little eyes stared at him: "Where do you get the confidence that you will be stronger than Voldemort in the future?"

Because Grindelwald called Voldemort by his name, Harry's favorability towards him increased a little.

He said confidently: "It's very simple. Voldemort is afraid of Dumbledore and Wayne. With the two of them, Voldemort will definitely be killed completely."

"Will I be safe this way?"

Grindelwald: "......."

Dumbledore, look.

The savior you raised has become a salted fish who can only cling to thighs!

Grindelwald was upset. He began to doubt whether he could win the bet with Wayne.

It's a bit difficult to brainwash such a rotten wood!

An hour passed quickly. Harry didn't learn anything about magic. He was busy chatting with Grindelwald, but he didn't feel bored at all.

"Next week, I will teach you some real combat magic at this time."

"Okay, Mr. Guy." Harry nodded: "How do you go back? Do you need me to take you to Wayne?"

"No, he has already arranged it."

"Then I'll go first."

Harry walked out of the classroom. Not long after, the Phoenix King flew out of the fire, grabbed the Niffler and quickly disappeared.

Grindelwald had a toothache.

He had to teach Harry frequently in the future, so he couldn't throw away this Niffler, so he had to bite the bullet and raise it.

When he saw the Niffler, he remembered the one that was stolen decades ago.

Damn, Hufflepuff people are not good people!

A shrimp stole his marriage certificate, a pig heart forced him to raise a Niffler.

Sooner or later, he will take revenge!

In a blink of an eye, a week passed quickly.

On Saturday, the castle was abuzz.

From today to the next few months, there will be a Quidditch match almost every Saturday.

According to the draw results, the first match today is Ilvermorny vs. the Institute of Magic.

How much importance do several schools attach to the competition?It was no less than the Holy Grail War. After deciding to hold the college league, they also specially called several Quidditch players from the school.

If the competition between warriors is a contest between the top students of each school, then the Quidditch game is a battlefield for the competition of collective strength.

Sports is a war in peacetime, and this sentence is also true in the wizarding world.

Before eleven o'clock, everyone walked out of the castle and came to the Quidditch field in the bright sunshine.

To everyone's surprise, the Quidditch field has also been renovated, with nearly double the number of seats, and the chairs have been replaced with new ones, which are more comfortable.

In the stands, the students of the magic institute sang the school song, the huge school emblem fluttered in the air, and large pieces of golden smoke condensed together to become a huge golden snitch.

"So enthusiastic." Hermione couldn't help but click her tongue: "Why does it feel like everyone in the Institute of Magic is a Quidditch fan."

Today's game has nothing to do with the academy, and the little wizards sat more casually. Hermione ran to Wayne, and Fleur, Astoria and the others also came over.

"You're really right." Wayne smiled and explained: "Although Quidditch is the most popular sport among wizards all over the world, its status in the Institute of Magic is higher."

"Even some people's magic level is not good, but their Quidditch skills are good enough, and they can graduate successfully."

"This is too exaggerated." Astoria looked at the group of students on the opposite stand who were about to shout their throats out, and shrank her neck in fear.

"Speaking of which, the reason why the Institute of Magic likes Quidditch so much is also related to Hogwarts."

The girls looked at him curiously.

Wayne explained the ins and outs of it.

About four hundred years ago, a few will-o'-the-wisp... um, Hogwarts students rode their modified brooms to try to travel around the world, but were blown off course by the strong winds at sea and were rescued by the professor of the magic school.

In order to repay their gratitude, they passed on the rules of Quidditch to the students there.

Since then, Quidditch has become popular in the magic school, and there is also a special custom, that is, the bigger the wind and waves, the more the riders should go against the wind and practice superb flying skills.

Because of this, the Quidditch strength of the magic school is very strong.

How strong is it?

Not long after Wayne finished telling the story, even before Lee Jordan entered the commentary state, Sakura successfully caught the golden snitch.

The scene was briefly silent for a few seconds, and then burst into warm applause and cheers.

"One hundred and fifty to zero, incredible!" Li Jordan screamed: "It only took one minute and twenty seconds for Sakura Kinomoto to catch the Golden Snitch!"

"Fortunately this is not a Hogwarts school competition, otherwise this speed would have broken a hundred records!"

"Competitors from other schools, are you ready to face the challenge of the Institute of Magic?"

After Li Jordan finished speaking, except for the area of ​​the Institute of Magic, the applause of other students suddenly shrank=A lot.

Several players from Hogwarts gathered together, with no smiles on their faces.

"Merlin." George shouted exaggeratedly: "Harry, did you see her movements clearly? It's just like lightning!"

"If you don't know, you might think she's riding a Firebolt!"

Harry and Cedric, the two seekers, looked solemn.

Not only did she have excellent flying skills and eyesight, they found that before starting, Sakura first made a fake move to accelerate in the opposite direction, tricking the seeker of Ilvermorny to rush out directly, and then rushed to the Golden Snitch.

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"Harry, are you sure?" Cedric asked in a serious voice.

Harry looked at him blankly: "Didn't you say that Qiu will appear in the magic competition?"

"Oh, right." Cedric slapped his forehead, he had forgotten about this.

"Then we don't have to worry about it. If we can win, we win. If we can't win, we can rely on the Firebolt to delay for a while, and it would be fine if we score a few more goals."

Several players nodded in unison.

The game ended too quickly, which made the students who were looking forward to the exciting game a little dissatisfied, but they could do nothing about it.

The seats were not warmed up by their buttocks, and they had to leave.

"You go back first, I have something to do." Wayne said to Hermione, took a few quick steps, and stopped Dumbledore.

"Principal, do you have time?"

Dumbledore's eyes flashed with excitement, and he guessed why Wayne came to him.

"Madame Maxime, Mr. Koga, I'll go first." Dumbledore resisted the urge to Apparate Wayne immediately, and said to several principals.

After receiving the response, Dumbledore immediately followed Wayne and walked back to the castle.

"Why does he seem anxious?" Looking at the backs of the two, Maxim frowned: "Is there any change?"

"It should be an internal matter of Hogwarts." Zaka guessed: "Anyway, Dumbledore can handle it, so let's not worry about it."

Koga and Katerina on the side also nodded and skipped the topic.

In the principal's office, after entering, Wayne did not say anything nonsense and took out the Resurrection Stone directly.

".The curse and Voldemort's soul fragments have been cleaned up, you can use it with confidence."

Dumbledore's hands were shaking, he picked up the Resurrection Stone tremblingly, and couldn't wait to turn the Resurrection Stone three times as recorded in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard".

In Wayne's invisible vision, three more figures suddenly appeared.

Dumbledore burst into tears, "Ariana... Bolivar... Candel..."

Wayne raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the names of these three people.

Seeing three people at once, Dumbledore's hiding was really bad.

Percival, Dumbledore's father, was imprisoned for revenge against three little boys who bullied Ariana.Azkaban, and died not long after.

Kandel, Dumbledore's mother, was the one who moved the Dumbledore family to Godric's Hollow. Following an accident, Kandel died in Ariana's magic riot.

It can be said that the source of all the tragedies of the Dumbledore family came from the three little boys at the beginning.

If it weren't for them, Ariana would not have become Obscurus, and the subsequent things would not have happened.

But it can't be said that it was a completely bad thing.

If Ariana hadn't had a problem, perhaps Dumbledore and Grindelwald would have joined forces, and the magic world would have ushered in the finale long ago.

Wayne sat quietly on the sofa in a daze, thinking about endless things.

And Dumbledore was muttering to himself, tears sliding down his old face and falling on his beard.

He was apologizing to his parents and confessing to his sister. Everything was so real. The shadows of the three people were more solid than ghosts, as if they were really alive.

But gradually, Dumbledore found something wrong.

"Is it... fake after all?"

They were indifferent and sad. Although they returned to the human world, they did not belong here. There was always a veil between them, close yet far away.

Dumbledore took off the Resurrection Stone with strong willpower.

The sister and parents disappeared.

The sad mood spread in the room, and even the Sorting Hat, which was the noisiest on weekdays, fell silent at this moment.

The portraits of the headmasters looked at Dumbledore quietly (OK, OK), he seemed to have lost his soul, silent, and the whole person was extremely depressed.

I don't know how long it took.

"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence." Dumbledore said hoarsely, pushing the Resurrection Stone forward.

"Professor, I think you should have been prepared." Wayne put away the Resurrection Stone:

"Have you forgotten how Peverell II died?"

In "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", in order to humiliate the god of death, the second brother asked for a Resurrection Stone. []

He summoned his beloved woman, but was unable to really touch her. In the end, he had a mental breakdown and committed suicide.

"I understand." Dumbledore closed his eyes, and after a moment, his condition had improved a lot.

"I can be sure that they really came back, but not completely."

"Mr. Lawrence, have you tried it?"

Wayne shook his head: "No, I just dealt with the Resurrection Stone this morning."

"Then don't try it." Dumbledore sighed: "If I didn't know that I still had an unfinished mission, I might not be able to get through this."

"The way forward for the living is still waiting for my guidance, I can't stop."

"You can be more optimistic." Wayne played with the ring and said in a calm voice: "Even if they are not really resurrected, they are closer to you after all."

"You can think of the Resurrection Stone as my address book, you can still communicate even though you are separated by two worlds. This is already happy enough, isn't it? "

Dumbledore was in a daze, and finally nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your enlightenment, I feel much better."

"Thinking from a different angle, the problem has indeed become much simpler."

He looked down at the ring in Wayne's hand: "I suddenly want to talk to them again."

"Then please line up." Wayne clenched his hand and put away the resurrection stone.

"I also made an appointment with Professor Snape."

Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly, and thinking of his previous state, he nodded involuntarily.

"What are you waiting for, go quickly."