Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Over the years, Wayne has a good understanding of how many points he can get by being naughty.

Unless he makes Snape mad, he doesn't get many points from the professors.

The teachers at Hogwarts are all very good, well, basically all good.

Wayne glanced at Snape secretly, then looked at Trelawney, and retracted his gaze.

It is important to improve your strength, but you can't hurt those who really care about you for the sake of points.

Lawrence still has a bottom line. He just occasionally fools around with the professors. While earning some extra money, he can also be happy physically and mentally. The professors won't be angry. After all, he is still a child, and it is normal to be a little lively.

In the past, when he used this aspect to get points, he usually relied on the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every semester.

For example, Lockhart, for example, Quirrell.

Lupin is too boring, and there is no money to be made. Moody has a close relationship with Astoria, and he has Dumbledore's mission, so he is not a good choice.

It has been two years since he played the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

But it doesn't matter. After two years of holding back, Fudge sent Umbridge over.

This time he can finally brush to his heart's content.

With the double event, you can get more than 40 points by just coughing twice.

Wayne can already see the next pseudo-god-level reward waving at him.

After talking for half an hour, Umbridge finally ended with a lingering feeling:

"Let us, under the leadership of the Ministry of Magic, continue to move forward and enter a new era of enlightenment, high-level and reasonable."

Umbridge sat down, Dumbledore began to applaud, and other professors followed suit.

The students also smiled from the bottom of their hearts and gave 16 applause.

But the talk was over.

But soon, the applause became weird.

The badgers found that Wayne did not move at all, but just looked at the time impatiently. They subconsciously followed Wayne's steps and put their hands down.

Then came Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. They also reacted quickly. Only the Slytherin students were still clapping.

Suddenly, Wayne turned his head and looked at the Slytherin table, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

A large group of people were so scared that they immediately put down their hands, and even those students who had just sneered at Wayne stopped stiffly.

Although they are now confident, they can't expect that person to get into Hogwarts now, right?

They still have to endure.

So a funny scene appeared.

It took only a few seconds for the applause to go from extremely enthusiastic to silent, which was extremely strange.

Very good.

Wayne glanced at the panel and saw another 100 points.

Not counting the achievement reward, in just one evening banquet, he had already made a week's worth of money from Umbridge.

UmbridgeAfter being hit again, the fake smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

Dumbledore blinked and stood up as if nothing had happened: "The Quidditch selection will be..."

Being delayed for too long, he didn't waste any words, and just informed everyone of what he had not finished just now, and ended the dinner.

Everyone stood up and left the hall. Wayne moved his fingers slightly, and a small note appeared in Newt's hand.

After reading it, Newt smiled and followed Dumbledore.

Back in the lounge, paying respects has become a tradition of Hufflepuff.

The little puddings who had just entered school were pulled in front of Wayne to listen to his teachings, and then they were treated to snacks by the enthusiastic seniors.

"Rolf, come here."

Wayne waved at Rolf.

Rolf ran over with freckles on his face.

"Rolf." Wayne lowered his voice and said, "Did you know that your grandfather was coming?"

Rolf shook his head blankly: "I don't know."

"Then how did you get back to London?"

"My parents picked me up from North America, and they sent me on the train. I didn't even know that my grandfather came to England." Speaking of which, Rolf was also very depressed. He didn't even know that his grandfather came to be a professor.

"It's so mysterious." Wayne rubbed his chin. Rolf didn't dare to disturb him thinking, so he stood aside obediently.

After thinking for a while, Wayne said to Rolf: "Don't sleep for a while. Wait for me in the lounge after midnight, and I'll take you out."

"Are you going to find your grandfather?" Rolf was shocked.

"Well, I really want to know why he wasn't beaten to death by Grandma Tina."

Twelve o'clock.

Wayne miscalculated. He forgot that today was the first day of school.

At midnight, the lounge was still brightly lit, and the little badgers wished they had eight arms to finish all the homework for all subjects.

Cedric was helpless with his hands on his hips: "Sid, you copied the wrong thing."

"Where?"

"It's wrong from the third line."

"Fuck, why didn't you say it earlier? I almost finished this page."

"I just went to see Bixhar, and he copied my name too."

Cedric was very tired. He was the student union president, but he actually lent his homework to others to copy. Isn't this a violation of school rules?

But he was used to it. Just copy it, don't sell it out.

Just then, Wayne came out.

Cedric was a little surprised: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Go out for a walk."

He made a gesture to Rove, and Wayne walked out first.

Cedric thought he went to the kitchen, so he didn't think much about it and continued to stare at Sid.

"Rolfe, have you ever been out at night?"

"Yes, a few times, but I didn't dare to leave the castle."

"That won't work. Your last name is Scamander, how can you not go to the forbidden area?"I wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest this semester." Rolf scratched his head embarrassedly, "but Grandpa came suddenly..." He also wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest before, but the more he knew about magical creatures, the more he knew how terrible the Forbidden Forest was. It was not until this year that he was sure of his safety. "It's okay, seniors won't care about these trivial matters, go with peace of mind, I will cover for you if something goes wrong."

"Thank you, Wayne." The castle was very quiet at night. Filch and his cat were squatting at the gate of Gryffindor. Wayne took Rolf out of the main gate and came all the way to the gate of the Forbidden Forest. Newt was already waiting there with a box. "Grandpa." Rolf shouted. Newt nodded and looked at Wayne with some confusion: "Why did you bring him here? ”

“You are the one who made this surprise attack. Rolf must be curious too.”

“Let’s go first.” Wayne walked into the forbidden forest.

He just wanted to find a giant spider to milk.

“Senior, why did you come back so suddenly? Is Grandma Tina okay?”

Rolf pricked up his ears curiously, and when he heard Wayne address his grandparents, the corners of his mouth twitched.

I always feel that there is a generation gap between the two of them when addressing them like this.

Hearing Wayne’s doubts, Newt sighed, handed the box to Rolf to carry, and then said:

“Tina is very good, but she almost beat me to death.”

Wayne chuckled, “Then why did you agree to Dumbledore? No, how could Grandma Tina agree to let you come? ”

Whether Newt agreed or not is not important, the most important thing is that Tina gives in.

“Dumbledore asked Larry to be a lobbyist.” Newt smiled and explained the whole story.

Lally Hitches, the former Ilvermorny spells professor, fought against Grindelwald with the Newt brothers, and later became the vice-president.

None of these are important. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

What’s important is that Larry once helped Tina a lot, and therefore, Tina has always owed her a favor.

This time, Dumbledore asked her to come as a condition to persuade Tina, and she had to agree.

However, the two also clearly agreed that Newt would only help Dumbledore in class and would never participate in any actions against Voldemort.

Even so, Tina was very unhappy when Newt left and gave him a good beating.

Because she had seen that from the bottom of his heart, Newt was still willing to return to Hogwarts.

After listening to this, Wayne laughed dumbly.

Dumbledore's network of contacts is really wide, which can help him break through.

But after this incident, Tina will definitely dislike him even more in the future.

This made Wayne a little confused.

Isn't it just a substitute teacher? Professor Grubbly-Plank did a good job before. There is no need to invite Newt to come, right?

What Wayne didn't know was that Dumbledore insisted onThe reason why Newt was brought here was not because of Voldemort, but because of him.

Snape could see the signs of the conflict between Wayne and Umbridge, and Dumbledore, who was old and experienced, could see it too.

He knew that Umbridge's fate would not be good, but he couldn't let Wayne do too much, so he asked Newt to come to calm the situation.

There is an elder of yours in the school, so you can't make too much trouble, right?

It can be said that in order to maintain superficial stability, Dumbledore was worried to death. []

Newt also knew the mission of this trip and smiled bitterly.

Isn't it just to see the children?

But he didn't dare to say it. If he said it and Wayne got angry, Dumbledore's old bones would be broken by him.

"Wayne, I heard that you didn't go to Hagrid's magical creatures class, but you have to come to my class."

"That's for sure." Wayne agreed without hesitation, not knowing that he had become a key target.

The three of them soon arrived at the living area of ​​the Acromanthus.

Aragog is now in better condition than when he first met Wayne, and his broken front legs have grown back.

Seeing Wayne coming to collect rent, he very obediently ordered all the Acromanthus to line up and spray venom into the two barrels in front of him.

He filled the third one halfway.

This is most of Aragog's inventory. 737 has also figured out that as long as he can provide venom, he can survive, which is a great thing.

Newt and Wayne are familiar with the route, but Rolf is seeing the Acromanthus for the first time and is a little scared.

But after the customer's fear, he quickly caught a smaller one with the help of Newt and began to study it.

An hour later, the three returned to the castle.

Newt told the two to have a good rest and walked towards his staff dormitory. Wayne and Rolf returned to the common room.

"See you tomorrow, Rolf."

"See you tomorrow, Wayne."

After saying that, Rolf still stood there without moving. Wayne was a little surprised: "Anything else?"

"Well... I still have homework to do, you go back first."

Wayne: "......."

It was a mistake. He should have complained just now.

Returning to the dormitory with some regrets, Wayne simply washed up and lay on the bed.

There are still many things to do after school starts. The photos that Grindelwald wants, and the dream to Malfoy, the treatment of the Longbottoms...

Forget it, it's not too late to solve Malfoy's problem one day later.

He had been running around a lot today. He wasn't physically tired, but he felt bored in his heart. He just covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.

On the other side of the castle, in the Slytherin dormitory.

Wayne should be thankful that he didn't choose to dream about Malfoy, because Malfoy hasn't slept yet.

Malfoy kept thinking about the scene where Voldemort ordered him to assassinate Wayne, and the conversation between the two when they met at the door.

He was extremely upset.

If his family had not become a bargaining chip, and if Wayne's family would die if he didn't kill him, Malfoy really didn't want to do anything to Wayne.

It wasn't because he was afraid, but he felt that he and Lawrence...

Just barely considered friends, right?

From the first grade to now, the two had never had any conflicts. Even with the existence of Poter, Wayne did not have any prejudice against him.

The most important thing was that Wayne taught him what a true noble was.

In fact, he had already questioned the way of survival of the Malfoy family.

Isn't it a bit too shameless?

Even if you have money and background, your reputation will never be good.

But the appearance of Voldemort broke all his fantasies.

"Ah..."

A long sigh sounded in the snoring of Crabbe and Goyle.

After a while, Malfoy's hateful voice was heard:

"Damn you, I'll take it out on you tomorrow."