Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

On the first day of school, the castle was shrouded in a thick fog from the morning, and it was pitch dark.

Flocks of owls flew in from the hallway and dropped large and small packages on the long table.

It was like this every year in the first few days of school. Many people had the habit of losing things, and only found out that they had forgotten something when they arrived at school.

Neville was the most exaggerated.

Four owls carried a big package and threw it at his feet, almost knocking over the oatmeal on the table.

Neville quickly opened it and checked it, and then he found out that he had forgotten so many things.

"My wand!" Neville picked up the wand in surprise: "I thought it was lost."

Hermione rolled her eyes.

A wizard can even lose his wand. What's the difference between this and not bringing the admission ticket to the exam or not wearing football boots when shooting?

Harry and the others didn't laugh, just ate their meals.

Some unpleasant things happened in their dormitory last night, and Harry and Seamus had a conflict.

During the summer vacation, the Daily Prophet had been smearing Dumbledore and making a big fuss about his withdrawal from the Wizengamot, claiming that he was old and confused.

It was not until Wayne became the chief wizard that the heat dissipated a little.

Seamus just said some of his mother's comments on Dumbledore, and the two quarreled.

The two almost picked up their wands and shot each other yesterday.

In their dormitory, Dean Thomas was born a pure Muggle, and his family didn't know what Voldemort was. Ron and Neville stood on Harry's side.

Seamus was isolated all of a sudden and was depressed all night.

Hermione also told Wayne about it on the way to class.

"Harry is such a failure that his roommates have not been on his side for several years."

After saying that, he added a mocking tone: "Seamus is also quite interesting. He has known Harry for so long, and he should know what kind of person he is."

"It's okay that his mother doesn't know. Although Harry has been a little stupid in recent years, when has he ever lied to anyone?"

"One day the newspaper says that Voldemort praised Voldemort as the savior and scolded Harry as the Dark Lord. Will he believe it or not?"

Hermione couldn't help laughing when she heard Wayne's sarcasm, and the two quickly skipped the topic.

Hermione just mentioned it casually just now. She just felt that these boys were too naive and had no judgment of their own.

Not far behind the two, Mo's face turned pale.

He listened clearly to the conversation between Hermione and Wayne. While feeling ashamed and angry, he couldn't find any place to refute.

Two opinions conflicted in his mind.

Should he believe his mother's words or his roommate?

After class, Seamus's head was still a mess, until Professor Binns' hypnotic voice sounded, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The epic giant war, when told by Professor Binns, became a long and smelly rag for the house elves.

Hermione was the only one who could stay awake during the whole class. Wayne fell asleep as soon as he touched the table.

The bell rang, and Wayne opened his sleepy eyes.

Hermione copied the notes and put them in his bag, and said, "I'm going to Potions now. Your next class is Herbology. Don't be late."

"Oh." Wayne nodded dazedly, got up and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something and pulled Hermione.

"Do you have Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon~?"

"Well, I remember everything you said." Hermione knew what Wayne wanted to ask, and nodded seriously.

"You won't be unhappy, will you?" Wayne asked softly after helping Hermione tidy up her messy hair.

"Of course not." The little witch showed a disgusted expression: "She was sent by Fudge to make trouble. She is not worthy of being a teacher."

"Well, you can observe first." Wayne said with a smile; "Just do what you think."

"I know." Hermione kissed the boy's cheek, picked up her schoolbag and left in a hurry.

The next class is Potions class. In the first few weeks of school, Snape will definitely give the students a warning, especially when targeting Gryffindor.

Sure enough, when Hermione arrived in the classroom, Harry was arguing with Malfoy.

Malfoy kept talking about his status as a prefect, openly praising Ron, but actually mocking Harry, saying that he was no longer a 1eve1 with him.

In fact, Harry had no idea about the prefect. If it was someone else who said something, he would not care at all.

But Malfoy's words changed when he said them from Malfoy's mouth, and he was furious with just a few words.

Just when Harry was about to explode, Snape floated in.

Gryffindor was deducted ten points for quarreling with the prefect.

Seeing Harry sitting in his seat in anger and not daring to speak, Snape smiled with satisfaction.

Waving his wand, the formula and preparation method of the demulcent appeared on the blackboard.

"This year is the O.W.L. year." Snape's voice was lazy, "Although there are a few people in this class who are very slow in intelligence, I hope you can pass the O.W.L. exams, otherwise... I will be very angry."

His eyes fell on Neville, the fat boy's face was pale and he gasped.

"Don't worry." Harry whispered to comfort Neville while taking the materials, "Crabbe and Goyle are much worse than you."

"But they are Slytherins." Neville said desperately, Snape came over again, and the two of them hurriedly sat up and prepared their own potions.

Watching Harry mix the clockwise and counterclockwise times, Snape sneered.

"Potter, I suggest you change your glasses. Can't you see such a large font?"

"Or do you even have trouble distinguishing the words six and seven?"

MaElford laughed exaggeratedly, and many Slytherins looked at him with gloating. Harry's old face was red with shame, and he tried to make amends.

Snape stopped paying attention and turned to target Neville again.

As for Hermione, he knew nothing would happen after just one look.

On the other side, Wayne was sighing in the Herbology class.

Tomoyo, what are you doing now? How can I slack off in the Herbology class without you?

Last semester, with Tomoyo and Hermione around, he could almost complete his class assignments without doing anything.

But now his left and right arms are not around, and they are replaced by Norman and Toby, a pair of dragons and phoenixes.

He fell from heaven to hell all of a sudden.

He could only help Mibu and Mibao change the soil and fertilize by himself.

"Wayne, let's continue yesterday's topic." Norman said while loosening the soil, wearing dragon leather gloves.

"Yesterday, you said your brother?" Wayne quickly figured out what Norman was referring to.

"Right." Norman's legs were numb from squatting, so he changed his position and sat on the ground: "I want to buy him some gadgets that ordinary people can use. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Canary biscuits, quick-acting candy, bubble gum, aren't these all good?" Wayne said with some surprise.

There are too many products in Celia's store that can meet Norman's needs. She doesn't have to ask him even this, right?

Sure enough, Norman became shy: "I gave him all these... but my brother is still unhappy. He wants... the kind that can cast magic."

Wayne suddenly realized and immediately showed an embarrassed look.

"That's a bit high."

Norman said quickly, "It's OK if I can do it. I have money, but I don't have many Galleons. Do you want pounds?"

Norman's family is well-off. His mother is a real estate agent and his father is a school teacher.

To be precise, he is a university professor, but there is a limit on the amount of Galleons that can be exchanged each year, so he has to think twice before spending money. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

After thinking for a while, Wayne said, "Why don't we buy a fake wand?"

"You mean the one invented by Weasley?"

"No, it should be considered an improved version. It can release the fluorescent spell, the floating spell, and can also launch magic fireworks, but other spells are not good."

"Enough." Norman was overjoyed. "How much is this?"

"Twenty Galleons." Wayne gave a cost price, which was really a cost price. He didn't even count his own labor.

Norman thanked him again and was laughing happily when he was patted on the head.

Professor Sprout criticized unhappily: "Sherlock, do you want to suffocate Mibu Mibao? The soil above can build a pyramid."

There was a burst of laughter in the class, and Norman hurriedly dug Mibu Mibao out again.

After class, Professor Sprout called Wayne.

"Wayne, you have to be careful of Umbridge." Sprout was a little worriedShe said worriedly: "She is here with bad intentions. It is obvious that she is targeting Dumbledore. You tripped her up yesterday, and I guess she has been holding a grudge against you."

"If Umbridge deliberately targets you, just come to me. I will never let you suffer any injustice."

Wayne felt warm in his heart. It was still good for his own dean to stand on his side unconditionally.

Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were actually neutral. They were not involved with Dumbledore outside the school like Snape and Professor McGonagall.

The two professors were only loyal to the school and did not care much about the disturbances in the outside world. Even in the finale, they did not fight for Dumbledore, but for Hogwarts.

It was also because of this that Sprout did not know that Wayne and Umbridge had a feud.

"Professor, when have you ever seen me suffer a loss?" Wayne said with a smile: "Have you forgotten that I am not just a student now."

Sprout then remembered that the boy in front of him was the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, and to some extent, he was on the same level as the Minister of Magic.

But she still reminded him: "It's good if you don't suffer a loss. Don't go too far. It will be bad if someone dies."

Wayne nodded to show that he understood, and walked out of the greenhouse.

He understood that as long as no one died, it was not too much.

If Sprout knew that Wayne actually understood it this way, he would definitely be full of questions.

Back to the castle, he first went to the auditorium to take a look and found that Dumbledore was not there, but he still went up the stairs.

When he came to the eighth floor, Wayne was surprised to find that the door of the principal's office had become guarded by two gargoyles.

The gargoyle came to life and greeted him cheerfully: "Lawrence, long time no see. I was wondering yesterday when you would come to see me."

"Hello." Wayne nodded and looked at the other one: "Is this your new partner?"

Another gargoyle also came to life and made a clear female voice. (Li Nuo's) "Hello, Lawrence."

"Hey, thanks to your idea."

The gargoyle that Wayne knew shook his head: "Dumbledore brought my sister here after the holiday."[]

"Finally, I have a stone to chat with and relieve my boredom."

"Are you here to find Dumbledore? He's inside."

As he said that, the gargoyle was about to make way for the passage, but was stopped by Wayne: "No, I just came to see you. When Dumbledore is gone, you let the portrait or the ghost tell me, and I will go in."

"Okay." The gargoyle didn't feel anything wrong at all, and agreed without hesitation.

Wayne chatted with it for a while, and then went downstairs to eat.

After Wayne left, the new gargoyle asked in confusion: "Brother, Lawrence didn't say the password just now, why did you open the door for him."

"Sister, you just came here and there are still many rules you don't understand."

The gargoyle taught earnestly"Laurence was allowed to enter the office without a password by Dumbledore."

"He is still our good brother. Without his advice, you would not know where to stand. So if he wants to enter in the future, just make way for him without a password."

"Oh, oh, oh." The newbie nodded repeatedly, indicating that he understood.

"Then when Lawrence and Dumbledore come in the future, I will open the door directly."

"That's wrong again." The gargoyle said with a tut: "Dumbledore didn't tell me that he didn't need a password to enter the door, so I still have to ask."

"Is that so? I understand."

".......".