Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Ginny kept her promise.

In front of dozens of classmates in the lounge, she loudly read out the most outrageous content in this issue of The Quibbler.

Mr. Lovegood claimed that Ludo Bagman was a dwarf goblin disguised as a human.

The reason was that he was 80% similar to the goblin in Mrs. Paris's house, and even published a photo.

Then he introduced the information of several water monsters and vowed that these creatures were real.

Ginny's ears turned red from reading, but she had to bite the bullet and continue reading amid the laughter of the crowd.

She didn't even correct the typos in the magazine, and just read aloud without emotion.

But even so, after she finished reading, more and more people in the lounge couldn't stand up, and even Hermione lay in Wayne's arms and sobbed.

"Girl, I respect you as a man." Wayne gave a thumbs up and praised Ginny, who looked like she had lost all hope.

Originally, he thought Ginny would not be able to hold on after reading a little, but it turned out that she read for fifteen minutes.

She was too trustworthy.

"Are you satisfied now?" Throwing away the impurities, Ginny stared at Wayne fiercely, her little tiger teeth showing, as if she wanted to pounce on him and bite him hard.

"Don't be unreasonable." Wayne looked at her innocently: "You made the bet, and you also said the bet yourself. I only provided one prize throughout the whole process. How can you blame me?"

"Of course I don't blame you." Ginny forced a smile: "I just think I'm unlucky."

Harry's face became strange.

To be honest, he also felt that Hogwarts lost unfairly.

The Golden Snitch flew directly to the Seeker's head. What's the difference between this and a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.

Seeing Ginny's aggrieved and depressed look, Wayne couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, I know you lost unfairly, I brought you a consolation prize, do you want it?"

"There's a prize?" Ginny's eyes lit up and she immediately stretched out her hand: "Yes, why not."

"If the game lasts another half an hour, I will definitely score ten goals, but a consolation prize is already good."

Wayne snapped his fingers, and a mini broom 077 flew out of his pocket and then quickly grew larger.

"Nimbus 2004" Ginny exclaimed, and rushed over to hug the broom.

"Wayne, is this for me?"

"I've lost all my birthday gifts before graduation." Wayne stretched out his hand and nodded.

This is a gift from Crazio, the boss of the Nimbus Company, not long ago, two latest Nimbus brooms.

Recently, the Light Cycle Company has had a hard time. The production capacity of Firebolt has gradually caught up, and their high-end models are not selling as well as the old models at a discount.

Wayne is considering whether to acquire some shares of Light Cycle Company and then merge and reorganize with Firebolt.

In the future, Firebolt will focus on high-end products, and the Light Cycle series will reduce prices to seize the mid-range market., the remaining household brooms and children's brooms will be left to other companies to grab.

Although the light wheel is sad, it has not reached the most difficult time yet, and Clagio did not agree immediately.

After a while, let Mrs. Greengrass find trouble.

As the boss of the Transportation Department, she can cause trouble for a flying broom company by just picking on it.

"Enough, enough." Ginny nodded her head like a rattle, holding the broom in her arms, and all the social death scenes just now were forgotten.

Suddenly, Ginny poked Wayne's face like a dragonfly touching the water, and then ran into the dormitory with a red face.

"Ginny!" Ron looked at his sister's back in disbelief.

Then he turned his head sharply to look at Hermione, and the meaning was very clear.

You are not angry at this?

Hermione rolled her eyes: "If Harry gave you a Firebolt, I wouldn't think it was strange for you to kiss him. Ginny was just expressing her gratitude."

Ron: "......."

If Harry really gave him a Firebolt...it seems that it's not impossible?

Feeling the danger, Harry quickly stepped back and waved his hands frantically: "Ron, give up on this idea. I can't give you a Firebolt."

Ron smacked his lips with some regret.

"Wayne, (dbej) we don't need birthday presents before graduation, you see..." Fred came over with a shameless face.

"That's what you said." Wayne quickly responded: "I won't give it this year or next year."

"The broom...?" George rubbed his hands embarrassedly.

"Don't worry, I won't send you a broom."

Gemini: "........."

Wayne sat for a while and was ready to get up and leave.

When he walked out of the Gryffindor common room, he found that Harry had followed him.

"What's the matter?" Wayne was a little surprised why he didn't say it in the room just now.

"Wayne, I feel something is wrong."

Harry touched the scar on his forehead and whispered: "It's not an illusion. My scar always hurts from time to time. Although it's not as serious as when I came into contact with Voldemort, it's also very obvious."

Wayne's eyes condensed.

"The scar starts to hurt again?"

"Yeah."

"Then did you dream?"

"No." Harry shook his head: "I've been sleeping well recently, and I haven't had any weird dreams."

"I know." Wayne nodded gently, thinking.

Harry looked at him thinking and asked again: "This must be related to Voldemort, right?"

"Yes."

Wayne stretched out his hand, and a wisp of silver mist flew out of his fingertips and sank into Harry's brow. He suddenly felt relieved.

"This is the connection between you and Voldemort. The scar hurts, perhaps because his power is increasing and you feel it."

"What should we do?" Harry heard VoldemortThe demon became stronger and became anxious: "Can you find him quickly?"

Wayne shook his head: "A master of dark magic, even if he is incomplete, is not so easy to catch."

"I will talk to Dumbledore, you don't need to worry too much, just prepare for the game well."

Harry agreed absent-mindedly, and Wayne didn't care whether he would pay attention.

Once the protagonist involves their nemesis, no one will listen to others' advice.

Days passed, and before we knew it, the castle welcomed summer.

Although the warriors will not take the final exams, as a referee, Wayne has no privileges, and he still has to honestly take the exams in all subjects.

This autumn is already the fifth grade, and before the O.W.L.s exam, he needs to have a career talk with the dean.

"I told Professor Flitwick that I wanted to be a professional Quidditch player, and he immediately gave me a bunch of contact information."

Qiu put a dozen business cards on the table, all of which were managers of various professional teams, or seekers in the team.

These deans have more connections than each other, and over the past few decades, they have students from all walks of life.

Even if not everyone respects their teachers, there are many who have good relationships. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Especially Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout, both of whom have good tempers and are very popular with students.

Not as strict as Professor McGonagall, and not as wicked as Snape, but with many students all over the world.

"Where are you going?" Wayne looked at the team names one by one, "Tornado?"

Qiu said excitedly: "If I can get in, I will definitely choose Tornado and lead the team to win the championship again."

She has been a fan of Tornado since she was a child. Even if the team's performance is not good now and they are often at the bottom, she will never give up.

Sakura, who was improving the Clow Cards, suddenly raised her head: "Toyohashi Tengu is the best. They won the league championship this year."

"That's just because they have been lucky in recent years. There is no foundation." Qiu argued unconvinced.

"But Toyohashi Tengu didn't join the league before. I believe they can win more championships in the future, and it's possible to win three consecutive championships."

The two people who are usually very good friends started arguing seriously.

From goalkeepers to seekers, one by one, the other girls were watching and couldn't help laughing and crying.

But they didn't worry that the two would have any grudges because of this.

Both Qiu and Sakura are not narrow-minded people, otherwise they would have had conflicts after the last Quidditch game.

Seeing that neither of them could convince the other, Wayne suddenly interrupted and said, "Sakura, if Tornado is my team, who are you going to support?"

Sakura was stunned for a moment, then said without hesitation, "Of course I will support my own people."

"Wayne, you are not..." Qiu looked at him with some doubt. []

The boy nodded: "I've always had this plan, buy a Quidditch team for fun. Since you like Tornado, then buy Tornado, there's no difference anyway."

"Then why not buy Toyohashi Tengu." Sakura pouted.

"Because I don't like Tengu." Wayne teased her, Sakura made a face at him, and Tomoyo smiled and comforted her in a low voice.

"Wayne, I think you should change teams." Qiu pulled his sleeve.

"Tornado's performance in recent years has been too poor, and tickets can't be sold. If you buy it, you will probably lose money."

No matter which world you are in, sports are a money-burning activity. The winner takes all, and the underdog team can only barely survive, and may even lose money year after year.

In addition to supporting a large group of players, a professional Quidditch team also has to pay a lot of money for the replacement and maintenance of brooms every year.

"It's because of the poor performance that the price is cheap."

Wayne is already familiar with this series of operations. He has bought several teams in the Premier League and NBA, all of which have relatively poor performance.

Choose a few potential players and you can make back the money, not to mention the increase in market value brought by economic development in the future.

Akimi has made up his mind and doesn't persuade him anymore.

He has made up his mind to train hard in the next two years, and when he becomes a professional player, he will bring Wayne a championship in the first year.

After dinner, everyone returned to the lounge to review.

Wayne kept Sakura.

"Xiaoying, have you memorized the method of making dream cards?"

"Well, do you want to learn?"

Wayne shook his head: "No, I just want to see the principle of dream cards."

Little Barty's brainwashing work encountered some difficulties, because the amount of information was too large, and ordinary dreams could not carry it at all, and each time it was intermittent.

It is easy to make people unconscious, but it is a bit difficult to make people dream.

The dream atmosphere is shallow dream and deep dream. Only when you leave a mark in the deep dream can you feel as clear as if you have really experienced it.

Wayne studied several small spells for entering dreams by himself, but entering the deep dream still requires luck, so he thought of Xiaoying's dream cards and drew inspiration.

Hearing that he needed it, Xiaoying did not hesitate to write down the process of making dream cards and the accompanying spells.

In addition, there are several high-difficulty cards such as phantom cards and elimination cards, which are also recorded on parchment.

Wayne suddenly thought of the time when they just met, and couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the laughter, Sakura looked up at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Remember when we were in Beauxbatons, I just took the wind card to study it, and you were so anxious that you almost cried."

Sakura also recalled the scene at that time, and couldn't help blushing.

"How, how can it be the same, we just met at that time."

"Nothing is different." Wayne rubbed herHead: "I've been thinking about you since then."

"In the end, it fell into my hands."

Sakura slapped the mischievous hand away in anger, and suddenly thought of something, and asked faintly:

"What about Chiyo?"

The smile on Wayne's face froze. .