Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

The situation is a bit awkward now.

It seems that Wayne was just about to go out to do something, and Dumbledore happened to come to visit at this time.

But the actual situation is just the opposite.

The owner here is Dumbledore

The two stared at each other for a long time, until Dumbledore asked that question, Wayne couldn't hold it anymore.

Old Dumbledore, how did you learn bad things?

And he started to be weird.

"Professor, I suddenly encountered some doubts, so I borrowed a few books to read, and came to talk to Phineas by the way."

"As for the Sorting Hat..." Wayne lowered his head and raised the hat.

"It's boring for the Sorting Hat to stay here all the time. I'll take him to Hufflepuff for a few days."

"That's right." The Sorting Hat cracked a crack: "This year's lyrics have drained all my inspiration. Don't worry, Dumbledore. I will definitely come back before the start of next school."

Dumbledore nodded and didn't think there was anything wrong.

He didn't think it was rude for Wayne to just break into his office and take things at will.

This was a privilege he had given Wayne before. Books placed in the room could also be borrowed at will.

He just thought it was a coincidence that Wayne came after such a short time away, and he couldn't help but tease him.

"Since you're here, come and have a midnight snack with me."

Dumbledore walked into the office. Wayne thought about it and followed behind him with his things.

Old Dumbledore waved his hand, and several plates of desserts and two pots of hot cocoa appeared on the table.

"Don't drink tea tonight, it's easy to fall asleep."

Wayne nodded in agreement, "The first two classes tomorrow morning are Professor Snape's."

Dumbledore laughed again, and didn't comment much on the feud between Wayne and Snape.

It can only be said that it is a blessing for Snape to have a student like Wayne.

The two of them were eating, Wayne only dared to eat those lemon cheesecakes, and dared not touch the others at all, they were too sweet.

"You came to Phineas, do you need his help?" Dumbledore asked casually.

"This kid finally started to do real work!"

It was not Wayne who answered him, but Phineas hanging on the wall.

Phineas's beard was wagging, obviously very happy.

Seeing Dumbledore's puzzled look, he didn't keep it a secret, "Lawrence has found a good target for Sirius, I am very satisfied."

"It won't be long before the Black family will have a successor!"

Dumbledore's smile froze for a moment.

Is this the business you are talking about?

But seeing Phineas so excited, he was also curious: "Does Sirius have someone he likes? Who is it?"

He also thought it was a good thing to have someone who could control Sirius. Although he had a strong sense of justice, Sirius was too impulsive, and he was just like Harry and James.

James once had someone he liked.After getting married, he became more stable and no longer looked like a school bully.

He hoped that Sirius could grow up and become the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Bones, who is the Bones family?" Phineas looked at Wayne.

"Amelia Bones?" Dumbledore guessed it instantly, his face was extremely wonderful.

Wayne nodded: "Both of them are pure-blood families, and they are also of the same age. I heard from Lupin that Bones is their senior, so they are not strangers, right?"

Dumbledore could not refute this: "Not only are they not strangers, they are very familiar with each other."

Old Dumbledore showed a nostalgic look: "Bones is three years older than James and Sirius. When Sirius was naughty before, only Bones, as the prefect, could restrain him."

"When Bones became the president of the student union, they restrained themselves a lot."

"You only bully Snape, right?" Wayne interrupted.

Dumbledore nodded awkwardly.

Wayne chuckled and did not make any comments on the behavior of the Marauders.

Snape was obsessed with pure-blood theory and became a Death Eater candidate at a young age, but this was not a reason for the Marauders to beat him up every other day.

That was purely James' personal feelings, jealous of Snape and Lily's childhood sweethearts.

When they were young, they didn't have such a noble ideal as defeating Voldemort.

It can only be said that neither side is a good thing.

"How did you think of Bones?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"Pure blood, older and unmarried, I know only a few." Wayne said casually, "I just talked to Mr. Weasley and Lupin, whether it will succeed or not depends on them, I won't participate."

Dumbledore nodded, Phineas was very confident in his great-grandson: "No one can resist the charm of the Black family."

"Ah, yes, yes." Wayne perfunctorily said to the old man.

But Sirius is really good-looking, plus his unrestrained personality, there should be some fun.

After a late-night snack, Wayne clapped his hands after eating, took the things and left.

He didn't lie to Dumbledore just now, he just concealed his copying of the photo.

I believe Dumbledore will understand.

Back in the lounge, Hannah came to tell him dejectedly that there were no enoki mushrooms in the kitchen, and Wayne comforted the iron-hatted king.

If there were no enoki mushrooms in the kitchen, he could just ask someone to send them over, and he would receive the goods this week.

Hannah was very happy.

Norman was still writing his homework seriously, and Wayne was amazed.

Since becoming a class leader, Norman has stopped copying homework. He said that a class leader should set an example and start to strictly demand himself, which is also a good thing.

Look at Toby again.

Well, he is still playing games with his classmates.

But with Toby's grades, he is not good enough.It shouldn't be difficult to pass the OWL exam, so he didn't worry about it.

Back in the dormitory, Wayne took out his address book and made a video call with Sakura. The two chatted for half an hour before hanging up. Originally, he wanted to find Tomoyo, but Tomoyo was busy making clothes last night until very late. Now it was seven o'clock in the morning and she hadn't gotten up yet, so Wayne had to give up.

Then he called Fleur to ask about Mrs. Delacour's condition.

This is his second sister-in-law, and there can't be any mistakes.

He also prepared some potions to strengthen the body, and asked the King of Phoenix to send them over in a few days.

It was late at night.

Wayne didn't forget that he had to enter Malfoy's dream and tell him about his current situation.

Using the nightmare spell, Wayne bypassed the layers of dreams of the little wizards that were like endless space and accurately found Malfoy.

But he didn't wake him up, but observed him first.

Given the friendship over the past few years and Malfoy's status as a high-quality customer, it is not a big deal to lend a hand.

But what Wayne must first determine is whether this kid wants to go all the way and is determined to complete Voldemort's mission.

If that is the case, there is no need for him to save people.

So he must test it first.

Entering the dream, Wayne saw Malfoy beating Potter as soon as he came over, and he was speechless.

Harry in the dream was like a fool, being knocked to the ground by punch after punch, and Malfoy's mouth was not idle:

"I told you not to make friends with me on the train! I told you not to shake hands with me, and I told you to choose Weasley!"

With every sentence, Malfoy's fists became heavier.

Wayne really couldn't bear it anymore.

How deep is this resentment.

Waving his hand, Wayne began to tamper with Malfoy's dream.

In the dream, he was defenseless and guided Malfoy to kill him step by step.

In order to increase the sense of urgency, Voldemort's desperate urging was also fabricated.

At the last moment, which is also the most important moment, Malfoy's choice will determine the fate of him and his family.

Malfoy's face kept changing as he held a bottle of potion in his hand.

As long as he put it in the rice, there is a great possibility of completing the task, but what about after that? (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

If he kills Wayne, he will never escape from Hogwarts.

Dumbledore will not let him go, Professor Sprout will not let him go, and even Wayne's girlfriends will take action.

It is impossible for his parents to have a good ending. He already knows why the Dark Lord gave him this task.

It is to punish his father for losing the notebook.

In fact, he does not believe that he can kill Lawrence at all, but just enjoys the pleasure of torturing people.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Malfoy screamed to the sky and finally smashed the potion bottle to pieces.

"Dark Lord, why did you come back! Why did youNot killed by Pott!"

"Waste Pott! You can't even kill the Dark Lord, how can you be the savior!"

Wayne: "........"

He really didn't expect that the blame would be put on Harry's head.........

You are worthy of it, Malfoy.

Suddenly, everything stopped.

Malfoy was horrified to find that cracks appeared in the world, and then it shattered. Wayne in front of him also disappeared, but in the endless darkness, a new one appeared.

"Malfoy, I am very satisfied with your choice just now."[]

A stream of information poured into his mind, and Malfoy finally understood what was going on. Instead of happiness, he was terrified:

"Laurence, Lawrence, you...you know everything?"

"Your father told me the night when Voldemort gave you the task. "Wayne calmly told all the deals between him and Lucius.

"So we are family?"

"No, whether we are family or not depends on your choice. If you chose to drug just now..."

Wayne didn't say anything more. Malfoy also understood and couldn't help sweating.

Almost, he almost went to see Merlin.

"Wayne, I absolutely don't mean to hurt you. You also know that Voldemort forced me. Please save me and my parents."

Malfoy begged. He was just a fifteen-year-old boy. Facing Voldemort's oppression, he had no ability to resist.

Wayne comforted: "Since you have made the right choice, I will definitely not stand idly by."

"Your father asked me to tell you the truth a long time ago, but in order to prevent you from being read by Voldemort, it has been delayed until now. "

Malfoy also completely understood what Wayne meant by "have a good dream" when school started, and couldn't help but smile.

This is indeed the best dream.

"What do I need to do then?" Malfoy knew that a person could only be valued if he showed his value, just like his father.

"You?" Wayne sighed, "Just pretend nothing happened, don't go home this Christmas, so as not to reveal your true identity."

"What about the summer vacation?" Malfoy asked hurriedly, "The Dark Lord only gave me one year."

"Voldemort won't last until the summer vacation, don't worry. "

After saying that, Wayne's figure slowly disappeared.

In the Slytherin dormitory, Malfoy suddenly opened his eyes. Sweat had soaked the sheets, but his eyes were full of excitement.

The next day.

As soon as Wayne entered the hall, Malfoy came over like a lackey and took out a large bag of Galleons.

"Wayne, this is my tuition for this semester."

Wayne took it, and the system panel instantly added 10,000 points. He raised his eyebrows:

"Two thousand Galleons?"

"Well, my pocket money is also in it."Malfoy smiled and said, "3.6 I don't think 1,500 Galleons can reflect your level, but this is all I have. If it's not enough, I can ask my dad for more."

"No need, 2,000 is enough. "Wayne put away the purse and walked towards the Hufflepuff table.

Cedric, who came with him, was so envious that his teeth almost fell out.

He worked hard for a whole school year and finally earned a bonus of 3,000 galleons with Fleur's help. Wayne took 2,000 at once.

So angry...

In fact, Wayne was also confused. The system was quite smart in judging the points. If too many points were given, there would be suspicion of brushing points. For example, last year, he asked Astoria to give him 5,000 galleons, but the system only gave him 7,500 points.

But this time, 2,000 galleons turned into points...

He opened the detailed page to check, and his face suddenly turned black.

One thousand five hundred galleons were marked as tuition fees, and the other five hundred... turned out to be protection fees?

"What's wrong with you?" Cedric was a little surprised. Why did this man become unhappy after receiving the money?

"It's okay, eat yours. "Wayne snorted and picked up a large plate of eggs.

I don't know who arranged the classes today, but I have to go to two consecutive potion classes early in the morning, which ruined my good mood for the whole day.

When the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students came to the underground classroom, Snape had already arrived.

Without any extra nonsense, he directly hung the formula of the palliative on the blackboard and asked the students to start refining.

Then, pretending to sit next to Wayne casually, whispered.

"Three bottles of Felixir have been prepared. When will you give me the Resurrection Stone?".