Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Happiness alone is not as good as sharing happiness.

Veen obtained the legendary Resurrection Stone and destroyed one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, which brought him one step closer to completely killing Voldemort.

Such a happy thing must be shared with Severus.

However, the matter of Horcruxes is a big deal, and it is not convenient to reveal too much, so just tell him the news of the Resurrection Stone.

After paying two bottles of ashes left by Fawkes after his nirvana, Dumbledore reserved the right to use the Resurrection Stone for the whole day of next Monday, and then sent Wayne away with a smile.

Two bottles of nirvana ashes, this is not a small number, perhaps Fawkes could not collect so much even after his nirvana.

Dumbledore felt a little painful to give away so much at once.

But he had to do it.

He had to pay such a high price to use the Resurrection Stone.

Snape, you can do it yourself.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore felt much better. He personally sent Wayne to the door, and the smile on his face still did not fade.

The office on the first floor of the basement.

Snape sat in a chair with a solemn look.

Since Wayne proposed to meet today yesterday, he has become like this.

No reason, just instinct.

Snape suspected that Wayne came to him today to show his cards.

That bottle of nutrient solution was used by him on various precious herbs.

He wanted to see what Wayne's conspiracy was.

Soon, there was a knock on the door outside the office, which made Snape even more uneasy.

When did Lawrence become so polite?

Last time, he directly tore down his door, and this time he even knocked on the door?

Although he was panicking, he still shouted calmly: "Come in!"

Wayne walked in with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, Professor, I am sorry to bother you."

"That's good to know." Snape snorted and held the handle of the chair tightly with both hands: "I have to supervise the warriors to brew potions later, so hurry up if you want to say anything."

Oh no, why is he so polite!

Realizing that the visitor was not kind, Snape's heart was in his throat.

"Okay." Wayne waved his hand, and a chair flew over from the corner. He sat on it and said leisurely, "Professor, have you read The Tales of Beedle the Bard?"

"Lawrence, you came to me specifically, not just to ask such a boring question?" Snape frowned: "Just say it directly if you have anything to say, don't beat around the bush."

"I don't have so much time to argue with you."

"This question is very important." Wayne emphasized: "Professor, you should answer it quickly. Have you read it or not?"

Snape was helpless because he couldn't beat around the bush.

"Although I am a half-blood, I have lived with my mother since I was a child. Of course, I have read these fairy tales in the wizarding world."

"Do you know the story of Peverell and the three brothers of death?"Do you have any impression?"

Snape lowered his eyes: "Clearly."

"That's much more convenient." Wayne smiled lightly and took out the resurrection stone ring.

"Before the start of the school year, Professor Dumbledore and I went out to look for treasures and accidentally found the treasure of Peverell's second son."

"Second son..." Snape murmured, his eyes suddenly widened: "Resurrection Stone!"

In an instant, the curse and traps on the resurrection stone were clearly cleared by Wayne, but Snape was still possessed by the same evil as Dumbledore at that time.

His breathing became apoplexy, and his hand unconsciously reached out to Wayne, trying to snatch the ring back.

"Professor, calm down."

Wayne said calmly, and suddenly several vines emerged from the chair behind him and grew wildly like weeds, tying Snape back again.

"Give it to me! Give him to me! "Snape growled: "I want to revive her! Lawrence, let me go!"

"The Resurrection Stone cannot really revive a person." Wayne punctured his fantasy: "It can only pull the soul of the dead back to the place closest to the living world."

"There must be a way." Snape struggled frantically, and the blue veins on his neck popped out: "I have a resurrection potion, and I can also research more potions. As long as you give me Lily's soul, I can revive her!"

"Then wait until you can do it." Wayne clenched his palm, and the Resurrection Stone disappeared.

"Now, the most you can do is to reminisce with Mrs. Potter."

Alpaca!

Snape broke the defense directly: "Lily Evans! Call her Lily Evans!"

"Okay." Wayne nodded obediently: "So professor, do you want to reminisce with Lily Potter? "

Snape, who had already torn Lawrence into pieces in his heart, did not answer immediately. He lowered his head and gasped heavily.

After a while, he gradually calmed down.

Although Lawrence was a jerk, he would not be so bored as to show off.

"Tell me your conditions. What are the conditions for you to lend me the Resurrection Stone?"

He did not dare to hope to monopolize such a treasure, because Wayne would definitely ask for a sky-high price, which he could not afford.

"That's right." The young man raised his thumb, and the smile on his face immediately became much more friendly.

Snape felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath when he saw it.

He had seen this kind of behavior too many times. Every time he was about to be cheated, Lawrence would become like this.

"Professor, it's just borrowing. In fact, I don't want to ask too high a price. "Steaming hot tea suddenly appeared in front of Wayne. He took a sip and said slowly:

"But Professor Dumbledore took the initiative to give me two bottles of Nirvana Ashes as the price for renting the Resurrection Stone."

"If I offer you too low a price, wouldn't it be obvious that I am ripping off the principal?"

"Has he finally become old and confused?" Snape complained subconsciously, but soon reacted.He gnashed his teeth:

"This old bastard is coming for me!"

Wayne kept smiling and didn't respond.

This was proposed by Dumbledore, and he had nothing to do with it. If you want to hate, let Snape hate Dumbledore.

He is a good boy who has come out of the mud without being stained.

"I don't have Nirvana Ashes." Snape breathed a sigh of relief and wrote down the account. "Just tell me what you want."

"It's very simple. I don't need anything else. I just want the Felicia, the more the better." Wayne stated his purpose.

"What's the price?"

"Two bottles for one day."

Although in terms of value, if it is sold, the price of Nirvana Ashes will definitely be higher than the Felicia.

But after all, the Felicia is too time-consuming to make, and it is very useful to him, so Wayne took the initiative to give Snape some discounts.

But even so, Snape was shocked when he heard the price.

"Lawrence, do you think Felix Felicis is butterbeer? Why do you need so much?"

Wayne flipped his palm and a bottle of golden Felix Felicis appeared in his hand.

He looked at the bottle in his hand: "Don't say it, you really don't say it, it really looks like butterbeer."

Is this the point!

Snape felt that he was about to be driven crazy by this kid, "Can you change it to another potion of equal value?"

"I want Felix Felicis." Wayne said firmly: "No other discussion."

Ravenclaw's crown is simply eating Felix Felicis like oil. He has used a lot recently, and the stock on him is almost gone.

Anyway, it is a seller's market now, and Snape has no room for bargaining.

He took out all the stock on his body - only two and a half bottles.

Wayne generously agreed to lend it to him for a day and a half.

After telling Snape how to use it, Wayne left the Resurrection Stone and left.

Trembling, he put the ring on his hand and turned it three times in a row. Finally, the figure that haunted him appeared in his sight.

Snape closed his eyes peacefully.

After having dinner in the hall in the evening, Wayne came to Snape's office again.

This time, no one answered after knocking several times, so he had to break in. When he looked up, he saw Snape closing his eyes, with a smile on his lips, and his mouth opening and closing without making any sound.

Wayne shook his head. Compared with Dumbledore, Snape's willpower was much worse. (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

I was still immersed in the illusion for an afternoon and couldn't extricate myself.

Just now he heard Cassandra complaining that they had agreed to make potions in the afternoon, but because of Snape's absence, they were forced to change the time.

"The Resurrection Stone is coming." Wayne said softly.

The Resurrection Stone ring instantly left Snape, and the shadow in front of him disappeared. Seeing Wayne, he asked angrily:

"What are you doing! Didn't we agree on a day and a half? Give it back to me!"

Bang~!

Snape's body flew out fiercely and hit the wall.

"Wake up!" Wayne shouted coldly: "Professor, look at your current state, if I really let you use it for a day, you will be completely useless!"

Snape wanted to say something, but Wayne directly sealed his mouth with magic and continued to scold: "Don't forget, this is just a soul, he can communicate with you, but is this considered a real resurrection?"

"Do you want Mrs. Potter to exist in this half-human and half-ghost appearance?"

It's useless to say anything else, but the word Mrs. Potter is absolutely lethal, and Snape regained his composure.

"I know..."

"Give me a few days to adjust, I will handle it." Snape said in a deep voice.

"Also, if you call me Mrs. Lily Potter again, I will fight you!"

"I will return the ring to you then." Wayne nodded, left a few bottles of nutrient solution for him to use to cultivate the herbs needed for the Felixir, and then left.

If you want to achieve sustainable exhaustion, you can't squeeze Snape dry at once.

Back then, the second child of the Peverell family used the Resurrection Stone every day without restraint, and eventually ended up committing suicide.

It can be said that except for the Invisibility Cloak, the other two Deathly Hallows are also treasures, but they are more like a death warrant. Once used, they will not end well.

If Snape is useless, who will make potions for him in the future?

Don't say Wayne doesn't allow it, even Dumbledore won't let such a thing happen.

For a while, Wayne actually felt sorry for Snape.

This is too miserable, being remembered by so many people.

Should we say Snape is very important, or is he a good tool?

The next day, Snape did not come to Wayne to ask for the Resurrection Stone. It seems that he took those words to heart and was adjusting his mentality.

Before class on Monday morning, Wayne handed the stone to Dumbledore.

He did not tell him anything, because Dumbledore had to be more sober and rational, and he could control his inner emotions.

If the Resurrection Stone really has the function of resurrection, that would be another story.

After the Herbology class, Wayne was supposed to go to Divination, but something went wrong with Hagrid, so he had to ask for leave and go to Care of Magical Creatures with Hermione.

The students gathered in the paddock, chatting in groups of three or two. []

It was time for class, but Hagrid still did not show up.

In desperation, Wayne could only help him clean up the mess.

He went into the Forbidden Forest, found a few Bowtruckles, asked the students to write observation reports, and brought Hermione and Tomoyo to Hagrid's cabin.

Wayne reached out and knocked on the door.

"Dumbledore, is that you?" Hagrid's voice with a slightly crying tone came from the room: "You areCome to expel me?"

"If you don't go to class again, I promise that he will be the one knocking on the door next time."

"Wayne?" Recognizing his voice, the door was quickly pushed open.

Hagrid looked very embarrassed, with messy hair and red and swollen eyes.

"I'll give you ten minutes to clean yourself up." Wayne didn't go in, but frowned.

"Look at you, do you really want to be expelled?"

"Of course... not." Hagrid waved his hand.

"Then go quickly! "Wayne's words became more forceful. He knew that if he spoke kindly, Hagrid would not listen. Although the half-blood giant was so tall and mighty, he was actually very weak.

If you want to solve the problem, you must cut the Gordian knot.

This morning, the Daily Prophet published an article by Rita Skeeter.

It reported Hagrid's identity as a half-blood giant. Oh, and also scolded Moody, saying that he was an old lunatic who always imagined that someone would sneak attack him in the dark.

Although the article Although Moody and Hagrid are mentioned throughout the article, they are actually all referring to Dumbledore's poor judgment of people and his old eyesight. Maybe there is some insider trading.

Hagrid's heart collapsed because of this.

Ten minutes later.

Wayne and the others entered the house. The room was roughly cleaned up, and all the garbage was stuffed into the closet. Hagrid also washed his face, made his hair smooth, and changed into a clean set of clothes. He finally looked less disgusting.

"I read the report." Wayne went straight to the point. Seeing that Hagrid was about to use his power again, he quickly stretched out his hand to stop him and said: "Four Breaks!"

"Don't cry first, listen to me! ”

Hermione and Tomoyo on the side were both trying to hold back their laughter, even though the two of them were so different in size and several decades in age.

But in front of Wayne, Hagrid was like a child.

"Hagrid, do you think your identity as a half-giant is a secret?" Wayne asked.

Hagrid looked at him in doubt: "Isn't it?"

Wayne held his forehead in silence: "Hagrid, it's really difficult for you to disguise yourself as an ordinary person with your size. Even if Rita Skeeter doesn't report it, the students in the school actually know it."

"Oh, not only do they know, even their parents should know it, after all, you have been in school for decades."

Hagrid's eyes were as big as copper bells: "I, I thought no one knew."

"Do you think the students are all fools? Why do you think those Slytherins don't like you? "

Wayne asked him several questions in a row, which made him speechless.

"So don't worry about those things."

Wayne waved his hand, and Tomoyo handed him the freshly brewed tea, smiling gently at him, and Wayne continued: "Since you have been a professor for more than a year without any problems, Rita Skeeter's report will not do anything to you."

"In addition to arranging Dumbledore and introducing youThe part about it is basically true, and it won't cause any trouble."

Hagrid was happy again: "Then I won't be expelled?"

"No one has ever said that they will expel you, oh, except Snape, but he is not in the mood to pay attention to you now."

"But if you continue to be so passive and don't teach students well, you will still be expelled once there are too many complaints."

Hagrid stood up quickly and walked out in a hurry: "I will go to class now."

Suddenly, Hagrid thought of another thing, "Will Dumbledore be in trouble? That damn woman said I'm fine, but she portrayed Dumbledore as an old lunatic and a fool!"

Wayne comforted: "Don't worry, Dumbledore has read too many articles like this, he won't care. "

However, soon, on the next day, Wayne found himself slapped in the face.

Snape's revenge came.