Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Wayne found that after the holiday, he was much busier than he thought.

Originally, he was going to the Burrow to look for the twins and Diggory the next day, but a letter from Dorset disrupted his plan.

Wayne had to rush to Newt's house.

"Senior, why are you suddenly going back to the United States?"

Wayne asked with some confusion, holding a catkin in his arms.

Newt did not answer, but looked at Tina in the kitchen.

Tina slowly put the freshly baked cookies on the tea table, then sat next to Newt, and said slowly:

"Little Wayne, this Britain will be in chaos again soon, and we can't stay here."

"Just because Voldemort is back?"

Wayne was a little unconvinced. Back then, the couple chased Grindelwald. It is impossible that Voldemort would be so scared that they would flee Britain.

"No." Tina drank the tea elegantly, closed her eyes and savored the fragrance of the flowers, "It's because of Dumbledore."

"Uh..." Wayne opened his mouth.

"Dumbledore came here a few days ago and invited Newt to join the Order of the Phoenix, but I refused."

Putting down the teacup, Tina's tone became unfriendly: "Newt and I are both this age, and he still wants to pull us into the vortex."

"Tina, Dumbledore is just worried." Newt smiled bitterly: "After all, he is a dark lord, he needs help."

"You are still speaking for him!" Tina glared at him, and Newt immediately closed his mouth.

"Anyway, we are tired and don't want to get involved in these things. We just want to retire quietly."

Wayne looked at Tina and Newt, who are now about 30 years old, and wisely chose to ignore them.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to North America. Queenie's granddaughter is about to be born. We are going to help take care of her."

At this point, Tina glanced at the little transparent Rolf.

She and Newt had a son in their old age. Their son also had Rolf when he was over 30 years old.

The result is that Jacob and Queenie are going to be great-grandfathers, but Rolf is still a third-year student.

"Wayne, Rolf will go back with us, but he will return to Hogwarts when school starts. Please take care of him for us."

"It's a small matter. With me here, the demon and his minions can't touch Rolf." Wayne promised directly.

Newt warned: "Be careful of the Ministry of Magic."

"The current situation is very similar to that of decades ago. The Ministry of Magic will only hinder us. They even wanted to put Dumbledore in Azkaban."

"I have a feeling that Hogwarts will not be peaceful next semester."

Wayne laughed dryly and said nothing big.

Old people are always wise. Your premonition is quite accurate.

After staying with Newt and his wife for another night, the three of them went to North America the next day. Wayne went to Devonshire to find Nico and told him about their departure.

After listening, Nico laughed dumbly.

"It seems that Tina is really afraid that Newt will be kidnapped by Albus. "

"You should also be careful. If Voldemort comes to find you, please contact me at any time."

Wayne did not give Nico any alchemical props. The old man has lived for so many years and has more treasures than him.

Even if he can't beat Voldemort, he can still hold on until he comes.

Nico smiled and said, "Don't worry, there are only a few people who know that I am still alive, and you are the only ones who know that I am in the UK."

"That's true."

"Leave it to Dumbledore to worry about it, he will take care of it." Nico waved his hand, and then asked, "I heard that you sold the command spell before the last level of the game. Have you studied it thoroughly?"

"Well, it can be mass-produced. "

Wayne took out the machine for making the Command Seals and discussed the principles and techniques with Nico Flamel.

Regarding the decomposition of magic power, Nico's alchemy skills met the standards, but his strength was not enough. With his help, Nico quickly made a device for engraving the Command Seals.

After it was done, Nico directly took out more than ten magic stones, which made Wayne's eyelids twitch wildly and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Sure enough, on the second day, Nico's whole body was covered tightly, and the wind lifted a corner of his clothes, revealing the red color of the Command Seals.

"How many lines did you carve on your body?"

Nico lifted his sleeves and looked at his arms that had been completely stained red. He was a little uncertain: "I don't know either. Anyway, the magic power in those magic stones yesterday was all used up, enough for Perenelle and I to live for thousands of years. "

Wayne stopped talking.

If it were in the past, he would still worry that the old man would waste too much energy of the Philosopher's Stone.

But since Nico taught him how to make the Philosopher's Stone, Wayne no longer has such worries.

The only thing that can prolong life is life.

This is the most indispensable material for making the Philosopher's Stone.

The Black Death, the chaotic Middle Ages, the Franco-Prussian War, the First and Second World Wars...

This chaotic world has brought Nico an inexhaustible amount of raw materials.

After bidding farewell to the eye-catching Nico, Wayne finally arrived at the Burrow.

The Weasley family expressed their welcome to his arrival, and the enthusiastic Mrs. Molly prepared a large table of sumptuous food.

Bill, who had not yet returned to Egypt, was also there. He pulled Wayne to talk about more details of the day, his face became more solemn, and he whispered to him:

"It seems that I should also apply for a transfer back. Charlie has resigned from his job as a dragon breeder. ”

“What are you whispering about again?” Fred said loudly in dissatisfaction: “You are so secretive all day long. What can’t we know?”

George slammed the table, “We are about to graduate and we are adults!”

“Then wait until you graduate.” Jasmine came from the kitchen with a large plate of roast chicken and heard the two people’s complaints and retorted.

The twins who just looked like they were about to revolt suddenly wilted.

"Just take care of your own business." Jasmine smiled at Wayne, then turned to look at the twins and became serious: "Your most important task now is to pass the Apparition test and prepare for next year's NEWTs."

The twins did not dare to refute and agreed dejectedly.

Soon, Mr. Weasley came back and was very happy to see Wayne, but Percy did not appear at the table, and Wayne did not say anything.

"Percy broke up with his family."

After dinner, Wayne was pulled into the room by the twins, and Fred told him about the recent major events in the Burrow:

"He was transferred to the Minister's Office and was so proud that people who didn't know him would think he became the Minister of Magic."

"A while ago, he went to persuade his father to draw a clear line with Dumbledore and stand on Fudge's side. Later, the two had a big fight, and then Percy moved out."

George reminded: "Don't mention the Ministry of Magic in front of your mother, let alone Percy, otherwise she will collapse."

"I know." Wayne nodded, and was a little speechless.

He recognized Percy's perseverance and determination to climb up, but was it really worth it to make his family so unhappy because of this?

But he didn't mean to interfere. This was someone else's family affair, and he was too lazy to care and couldn't care.

"How about you sleep in Percy's room tonight?" Fred asked.

"No, I'll go find Cedric." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"........"

Having said that, Wayne taught the twins the skills of Apparition and then left the Burrow and came to Lovegood's house.

Seeing that Mr. Lovegood was still lying on the ground, Wayne cast a Stunning Spell on him and went into Luna's room.

Luna saw the boy who suddenly appeared and blinked her big eyes: "Why are you here?"

After that, she hugged Wayne skillfully and listened to his strong heartbeat.

Wayne weighed the girl in his arms and nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you have eaten well recently." Then he said a little depressed:

"Your father is too watchful. Doesn't he go out all day?"

Luna shook her head gently: "Dad has no money recently, and the original collection plan has been cancelled."

Wayne looked down at her: "Then what should I do if I want to take you out for a few days?"

Luna's house is not big, the room is shabby, and most importantly, there is an old man who acts as a light bulb. He really doesn't like it here.

After thinking about it carefully, Luna gave an idea: "Why not let him sleep for a few days? The latest issue of "The Quibbler" has been released, and he has nothing to do recently."

What a filial son.

Touching Luna's little head, Wayne didn't say anything and took people into the small world of the suitcase.

Wayne finally didn't agree to the proposal to let Mr. Lovegood sleep for a few days. []

This is too obvious, and you will find the abnormality after waking up.

WeiWell, I chose another way.

Isn't it just that I'm short of money? Then I'll make the sales of The Quibbler soar. Won't I have money to go out and wander around then?

Wayne directly ordered a copy of The Quibbler for each of the badgers. The publisher didn't have so much stock and was rushing to print it.

The next day, he came to Cedric's house and talked to Mr. Diggory. After listening to Wayne's plan, Mr. Diggory's eyes lit up.

Originally, the jurisdiction of werewolves belonged to the Office of Beasts, Ghosts and Alien Objects. This department was just a clean office. It was called management, but no ghosts or werewolves would come to report voluntarily.

But according to Wayne's idea, the Werewolf Management Office was set up, funded by the Ministry of Magic, and wolfsbane potion was issued every six months, and a harmless certificate was granted.

If you don't come to register, it will be regarded as an illegal existence. The Ministry of Magic will send Aurors and strikers to capture and force you to take medicine.

Mr. Diggory wanted to make progress so much that he said he was willing to go to this brand new department 843 in order to maintain peace in the wizarding world and manage werewolves so that they would not harm innocent people.

The two quickly reached an agreement, and Mr. Diggory wrote a plan overnight.

Wayne took a look and thought there was no problem, so he went to the Ministry of Magic with him and found the current director Jonathan.

As an old man who had received the Water of Life, Jonathan's attitude was predictable.

Soon, the plan was placed on Fudge's desk, and Umbridge happened to be there too.

Umbridge whispered in her unique clip voice: "Minister, I have found out that this plan is written by Lawrence."

"He wants to reach into the Ministry of Magic and doesn't take you seriously!"

"Maybe it was arranged by Dumbledore. This bill must not be passed."

Umbridge deeply remembered the contempt Dumbledore showed her when he came to Fudge. At that time, she swore that she would retaliate in the future.

Now she has finally waited for the opportunity.

She doesn't care whether Voldemort is really resurrected. As long as Fudge says no, she will believe that he is not, and hold Fudge's thigh tightly.

Look, Fudge has recently nominated her to join the Wizengamot, and even the position of senior officials is going to be moved.

Umbridge is even more excited and thinks that her strategist is right.

She didn't even read the content of today's bill, because it didn't matter. As long as it was related to Dumbledore, she could just oppose it.

But what she didn't know was that Fudge was already sneering in his heart.

"Dolores, didn't you see the signatures on it?" Fudge threw the parchment over.

"Twenty Wizengamot members signed it together, and you want me to reject it directly?"

"If I reject the bill today, the Daily Prophet will scold me tomorrow!"

Umbridge lowered her head quickly, looking at the long list of names on it in panic: "You are the Minister of Magic!"

"This is your right, justEven if they are not approved, do they dare to resist? "

"Alas." Fudge sighed:

"Look at Dumbledore's reputation. I am the Minister, so what? He is the Honorary President of the International Confederation of Wizards and the Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot."

"Even for you to be selected into the Wizengamot, I have to ask for his consent."

"It's not easy to be a Minister!" Fudge sighed to the sky, and murmured softly as if unintentionally:

"It would be great if someone could share my worries and weaken his influence."

Umbridge's eyes lit up.