Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Grindelwald's feelings towards Ariana are very complicated.

Of course, it's not the complicated feeling of liking someone, which is different from Snape.

He just regrets, or even repents.

Why did he fight with a fool like Aberforth at that time, and why did he hit him so hard.

If Ariana didn't die, Dumbledore might still hesitate.

But he can wait!

Wait until the silent eruption in Ariana, and he will be able to pull Dumbledore out of Godric's Hollow one day.

Instead of being like now, the relationship between the two is so stiff, which can be called a double failure in career and love.

So when Wayne mentioned Ariana, he instinctively felt uncomfortable.

"Who is kidding you, I lied to you that I am Sirius."

Harry subconsciously turned his head, are these two talking about Sirius?

Wayne waved his hand and drove the people away, then said to the Niffler: "Dumbledore and I found the Resurrection Stone on Christmas."

Grindelwald: "???"

Even if it was just a Niffler, Wayne could see the shock in his eyes.

"I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet."

Wayne set up a soundproof barrier to prevent Harry from hearing it.

"The Resurrection Stone is not as magical as you think. It can only pull a person's soul to a place very close to the world, and the side effects are huge."

"Only Dumbledore's willpower can resist that kind of horrible negative emotion, and it can't last long."

Speaking of this, Wayne remembered Snape's performance, which was really bad.

Every time he used the Resurrection Stone, he had to wait for more than a week, and he felt depressed when he took his class.

And now Dumbledore is no longer obsessed with family affection. He borrowed the Resurrection Stone more to study the soul and see if he can really summon the soul back to the world.

What he wants is not an illusory Ariana, but a soul that can be resurrected.

The situation is suddenly different.

Well, but Dumbledore probably won't have the energy for this for a while.

The paper on wolfsbane potion is not that easy to write.

After hearing the reason for the incident, Grindelwald didn't know what to say.

In the end, he could only say: "Voldemort, this prodigal thing, can even use the Resurrection Stone to make a Horcrux. I really don't know whether to say he is generous or an ignorant bumpkin."

At the same time, he was a little shocked.

How many Horcruxes did Voldemort make?

Even the most evil and most fearful wizard in history is not as exaggerated as him, right?

"Wayne, have you ever tried to collect the three Deathly Hallows?"

Grindelwald suddenly asked, with an uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

With his bewitching methods, he had seen through Harry's underwear, so he naturally knew that the Invisibility Cloak, one of the three Hallows, was in Harry's hands.

When he created the Saints, his original purpose wasIn fact, it is to find the three holy artifacts and use their power to change the world.

Unexpectedly, by some strange coincidence, these three treasures actually gathered in Hogwarts.

"With your relationship with Potter, it is absolutely no problem to borrow the invisibility cloak. And Dumbledore's old wand, don't you want it?"

Grindelwald's words were full of bewitching meaning, but Wayne's expression did not change.

It seemed that Grindelwald was not talking about the legendary three holy artifacts of death, but three weeds on the roadside.

"The owner of the old wand is Dumbledore. If we want to collect them all, he should be the most qualified."

"Don't you want to defeat death?" Grindelwald's voice rose an octave.

"I have done it." Wayne looked at the sky, and the Phoenix King flew over from a distance, landed beside him, and rubbed him intimately.

"With my Phoenix King here, the word death has nothing to do with me."

Grindelwald was furious: "You are relying on external forces!"

Wayne asked back: "Is the Deathly Hallows not an external force?"

Grindelwald was speechless for a moment, but he still did not give up. Since Wayne didn't want to do it, let Dumbledore do it.

He no longer had any obsession in his heart. The mystery of the Deathly Hallows was the most important one. He would not rest in peace until he solved this mystery.

Wayne rarely saw Grindelwald so anxious. While he was amused, he also agreed.

He would go and talk to Dumbledore.

The next day, Wayne came to the principal's office.

He first checked the progress of the thesis, and then raised Grindelwald's questions.

After listening, Dumbledore put down his quill and sighed.

"To be honest, Wayne, on the first day I got the Resurrection Stone, I borrowed the Invisibility Cloak from Harry."

Wayne: "......"

Dumbledore, I didn't expect you, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to play dirty tricks.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Wayne said dissatisfiedly.

"Because I didn't find anything." Dumbledore was even more helpless: "The three treasures were placed on the table at the time, and nothing happened. Even when I used them to summon souls, there was no change."

"Perhaps, it is just a rumor that collecting the three treasures can defeat death, or perhaps, this has something to do with the fact that I am not their real owner."

"You are the owner of the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak belongs to Harry. There is no point in simply putting them together."

"......."

After getting the answer, Wayne didn't hesitate too much and sent the Phoenix King to Nurmengard to deliver the letter.

Grindelwald was very disappointed when he found out, and he even tried to persuade Wayne to snatch the other two treasures.

But Wayne ignored him.

It's not that he doesn't believe there are any secrets in it, but he thinks there's no need to spend energy on it.

This is worse than Helena's fatherIt is a thankless task and a waste of time to investigate who is more difficult.

Then, life at Hogwarts entered a period of stability.

A few days after the conflict, Karkaroff went to the school infirmary due to local discomfort.

When he found out that he had to have a severance to cure it permanently, he couldn't bring himself to ask Madam Pomfrey to do it, so he had to live in St. Mungo's.

But what Karkaroff didn't know was that after being hit by the hemorrhoid curse, if he cut one within half a year, another one would grow soon, and it would grow bigger and bigger. It would not be completely cured unless the curse time was over.

But by that time, he would probably have to open his door wide.

Without an annoying person, Hogwarts has become much more harmonious.

Because the next competition is after the final exam, the students no longer pay attention to the Holy Grail War, but instead focus more on studying.

Especially the students at Hogwarts are the worst.

This is a joint exam for seven schools. In the past, they would only compete with students from other colleges. This time, there are six schools. If they do poorly in the exam, the teachers will lose face.

Not only did the homework gradually increase, but the requirements in class also became more and more strict.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Moody finally brought out the ultimate weapon - the three unforgivable curses, to give students an unforgettable lesson.

Little Barty's disguised Moody also imitated the real behavior habits, so he made that decision.

Wayne felt that Moody had restrained himself a lot because he could wait until now to introduce the unforgivable curses.

To be precise, it was not an introduction, but a demonstration.

In class, Moody put a mouse in a transparent glass cover.

"I think you all know the three unforgivable curses, but has anyone really used them or seen them?"

No one answered, Wayne lowered his head and thought about it.

He never used the Killing Curse, and the Imperius Curse was almost the same. He did use the Cruciatus Curse a few times, but he used them all on Barty Jr., and, I think, Tom.

From this point of view, he is indeed a good person.

No one answered, and Moody was not surprised, but continued to talk:

"Before this class, I actually talked to Dumbledore. He thinks it is too early and too cruel to let you get in touch with these three spells."

"But I don't think so at all." Moody's voice was hoarse and low.

"Dark wizards don't care about your age, and their wands don't have a minor protection law."

Seamus was amused by Moody's cold joke, but he was the only one in the class who laughed out loud, and it stopped after two bangs.

"First, use the Imperius Curse." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"The soul is out of the body!" Moody pointed at the mouse, and the mouse, which had been huddled in the corner, stood up, then lay down, and ran after its tail, and ran very fast.

When Moody asked it to stop, the mouse was already unsteady on its feet, and its four legs were facingGod, but still under his command, he danced a difficult tap dance, falling several times in the middle.

Everyone laughed-only Moody didn't laugh.

"You think it's funny, right?" Moody said, "If I do it to you, will you like it?"

The laughter stopped almost immediately.

"The Imperius Curse will not cause physical harm, but the danger of this magic is sometimes even greater than the Killing Curse. Remember, only a firm willpower can resist it."

The students consciously lay on the table and took notes, as if they were under the Imperius Curse.

When everyone looked up again, he began to introduce the Cruciatus Curse. A red light flashed, and the mouse's legs immediately curled up together, and its body twitched violently.

Even if they were not the same species, the little wizards could feel the pain of the mouse.

When Moody found that Neville was wrong, he stopped immediately. The fat man grabbed the table tightly, his joints turned white, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Longbottom!" Moody shouted: "Don't be afraid of the Cruciatus Curse!"

"I know your parents became abnormal because of this curse, but you can't be afraid. The more afraid you are, the more dark wizards will love to use this curse!"

"Don't let Frank be ashamed!"

Moody's words gave Neville strength. He nodded firmly. Although his face was still pale, his body was no longer trembling.

"I know, Professor Moody."[]

"Very good, remember, never fear evil, your cowardice will make them more rampant."

After saying that, seeing that the young wizards all had a stern look, his expression eased a little.

He came to Hogwarts to teach the real defense against the dark arts. Teaching young wizards to dare to face evil is his main purpose.

Otherwise, even if the students have mastered a lot of magic, it is useless if they don't have enough courage.

"Finally... Avada Kendava!"

The green light entered everyone's eyes, and Harry felt a sharp pain in his brow. When he came back to his senses, the mouse was motionless and completely freed.

He saw a flash of pleasure in Ron's eyes.

Moody said softly, "It's very unpleasant, and there is no breaking spell, and it can't be resisted. As far as people know, only one person has escaped this spell, and he is sitting in front of me now."

Harry's face turned red all of a sudden, and the whole class turned to look at him.

"So, don't try to use the Shield Charm I taught you to fight the Killing Curse. This kind of magic cannot be defended. I'm talking about modern magic."

Moody looked at Wayne with both eyes, and then assigned homework: "The essay, six feet long, explains how to gather will and resist the interference of the Imperius Curse. I will release it to you one by one in the next class."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell rang.

Moody limped out of the classroom holding his textbook, and the atmosphere calmed down again. Students left one after another..

"Ron, I saw you seemed very happy just now?"

Harry walked side by side with Ron, and he suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Happy?" Ron was startled, then shook his head frantically: "How could I be happy, that was the Unforgivable Curse." Seeing Harry's unbelief, he was deflated: "Well, I just mistook the mouse for Peter Pettigrew."

Harry understood it all at once, and patted his friend's shoulder sympathetically: "If that was Voldemort, I would definitely be happier than you."

The two continued to walk towards the lounge, and behind them, Wayne intercepted a blonde girl from Costorius.

"Ksenia, I've got a lot of good wine recently. Do you want to taste it tonight?"

"Really?" The blonde girl was very surprised, but then became alert again: "Lawrence, you won't take my money, will you?"

"My wallet has long been drained by your card games and fine wine."

"Of course not, this is my treat, how can I take money?" Wayne said generously, "I think you have good taste. If you agree, this wine will definitely sell well."

Seeing his repeated assurances, Ksenia also completely relaxed and agreed with a smile.

The two of them will meet at nine o'clock in the evening in the corridor between the new building and the castle.

Watching the blonde girl disappear in front of him, Wayne said without turning his head: "Hermione, I can explain."

"Then you explain..."

Hermione, who appeared at noon, said faintly, and took out her wand.

Wayne smiled and turned back, holding her hand: "I am a little curious about Costolis's students. Their ideas are very similar to those of Muggle society. I want to learn more about them."

"Are you jealous?"

"No." Hermione pulled her hand back and snorted: "I'm just curious, why your taste has dropped so much all of a sudden."

She knew Wayne would not lie to her about such things, because this guy never betrayed anyone, and he was still hooking up with the guy from Ilvermorny recently.

In the evening, Wayne avoided Filch and found Ksenia in the corridor, and then took her to the small garden in the courtyard.

He took out a few bottles of bourbon and placed them on the stone table.

Although in Bear Vodka, it is suitable for all ages and can be called fruit wine, but bourbon is more popular with women.

Sure enough, seeing that it was whiskey, Ksenia drank a big sip generously, showing an intoxicated look.

"It's so delicious, Lawrence. This wine must be very expensive, right?"

Wayne nodded with a smile, but didn't tell the price.

Eight pounds a bottle, the cheapest kind.

But because he added magic, or to be more precise, the wine spell, even the worst wine will become the best treasure.

The two of them toasted each other, and soon Ksenia's face was flushed and her eyes were a little blurred.

Wayne knew that the time had come, and he leaned onHe poured her two glasses of wine while playing cards, and finally asked...