Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Under Wayne's repeated requests, Newt reluctantly agreed.

First, he and Hermione took a photo with Newt. After thinking about it, Wayne felt that he couldn't favor one over the other.

He quickly asked Gardevoir to call Astoria and Qiu over, just like tourists checking in, and they all came to take photos with Newt.

In the end, they took a family photo.

What made Newt speechless the most was

"Why did you call Dumbledore over?"

Looking at the smiling old man with a white beard in front of him, Newt looked at Wayne who was adjusting the camera and asked.

Wayne adjusted the angle and replied: "It's more fun to take pictures with more people. Such an opportunity is rare. Let's take a full picture next time when we go to Nico's house."

Dumbledore had no idea who Wayne wanted to give this photo to, and he was still smiling and agreeing:

"Mr. Lawrence is right. Opportunities are rare. The last time you took a photo with me was more than 60 years ago, right?"

"I don't like taking pictures." Newt said helplessly.

He doesn't like the feeling of being famous, so even his photos with Tina are rare.

The time when Newt had the most photos should be when he traveled around the world. His headshots appeared on the front page of newspapers every day, well, in the form of wanted posters.

"Okay."

Wayne pressed the shutter, and a puff of smoke came out, and the photo was taken.

As long as it is soaked in a specific ink for a few hours, it will become a moving magic photo.

Dumbledore loosened his arm around Newt's shoulders and asked cheerfully, "Newt, do you want to have a drink together tonight?"

"Hogwarts' house elves are much better than when you were in school. They have developed many new dishes. You can try West Lake vinegar fish and pineapple fried sausage tonight."

Wayne's mouth twitched.

"Mr. Lawrence, are you coming?"

"Thank you, Professor, but I have something to do tonight."

"That's a pity."

Wayne laughed dryly, said nothing, grabbed Astoria and Qiu's hands and fled.

Old Dumbledore is getting more and more sinister now, and even Newt, an honest man, is not spared.

Sure enough, when he met Wayne the next day, Newt complained about the hellish food provided by Dumbledore and vowed never to eat anything in the principal's office again.

Wayne compassionately gave him a sandwich that he hadn't finished eating in the morning, and then went to class.

At noon, everyone was surprised to find that Umbridge, who was rumored to have fled Hogwarts, actually came back.

And she didn't come back alone.

She also brought back a notice.

[The Ministry of Magic seeks educational reforms, Dolores Umbridge is appointed as the first financial auditor, responsible for reviewing Hogwarts' educational expenses and ensuring that funds are used fairly and justly. ]

"Why does she have another title?" Harry said immediately after reading the notice board.

So far,His dissatisfaction with Umbridge has reached a level second only to Snape, and even higher than Trelawney.

In just one class, Harry realized how annoying Umbridge is.

Not only does she not allow students to use wands, she also denies the existence of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, and praises the prosperity of the wizarding world, which is pure nonsense.

"It has nothing to do with us, right?" Ron also read the notice and didn't notice any problems, "Anyway, the money won't be given to us."

"Uh..."

Harry couldn't refute this, the school's money had nothing to do with them.

"But this has never happened before." After thinking for a long time, Harry found a reason.

"But there was no Education Department before..."

Hermione, who was passing by, heard the conversation between the two and added casually: "Normal supervision is of course necessary, there is no need to make a fuss."

Harry looked at her strangely as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Hermione, don't you hate Umbridge? Why are you still speaking for her?"

He had never seen Hermione so aggressive. She argued with the professor in the first class.

Hermione held the book and answered naturally: "I recognize the significance of the existence of the Education Department and the responsibility of supervision. Without supervision, corruption will inevitably arise."

"Dumbledore can't take the school's money." Harry was immediately unhappy: "If you say Snape, I believe it."

Hermione looked like a little adult, "This is the necessity of supervision. If there is no problem, we are not afraid of investigation, but if there is a problem, we can find it in time."

After saying that, seeing that the two were still confused, Hermione sighed helplessly, shook her head and left.

She didn't understand these principles before. It was not until she aspired to become the first Muggle-born Minister of Magic that she consciously came into contact with these things and understood the importance of checks and balances.

This is also the reason why Wayne did not stop the promulgation of this decree.

If he wants, he can veto it through the Wizengamot Council.

But the fault is not in the policy, but in the people who implement it.

Now that Umbridge has paved the way, it will be much easier for him to use it in the future, including the Education Department, which will definitely be replaced by his people in the future.

In the guest of honor seat, Umbridge still occupies the seat that originally belonged to Professor McGonagall, with a familiar fake smile.

"Principal Dumbledore, please prepare the account books of Hogwarts in recent years. I will check the expenditures one by one on behalf of the Ministry of Magic."

"Hmm." After putting a hazelnut chocolate into his mouth, Dumbledore said, "No problem, Professor Umbridge, have you applied for the funds to repair the castle?"

"Of course." Umbridge said complacently, "Minister Fudge attaches great importance to the safety of the castle and has approved a special fund of 6,000 Galleons."

Snape, who was eating on the side, flashed his eyes, and his eyes towards the pink toad changed.

"But the specific expenditure of this money still needs me to make the final decision."

"No problem." Dumbledore agreed very straightforwardly. He didn't like to meddle in these trivial matters.

And Umbridge thought Dumbledore was giving in and smiled triumphantly.

"Then Professor Umbridge, you will take the afternoon class?"

Umbridge's smile froze and she refused unnaturally: "There are still meetings to be held in the department, and I have to go to St. Mungo's. Let's talk about it next week, next week."

Her head injury has not healed yet. She rushed back to show off her authority to Dumbledore. How could she go into battle with an injury?

After lunch, Umbridge hurriedly left the school again, which made many students look embarrassed.

They don't want to take Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class...

On the other side, Wayne was also worried.

The host of the Horcrux has been found, and now what is missing is the sacrifice.

He was a little confused about the choice of sacrifice. It was not that he couldn't find it, but there were too many targets and he didn't know which one to choose.

Finally, Wayne chose the behind-the-scenes controller of a media company.

This company is recently competing with the Lawrence family for the dominance of public opinion in Western Europe, and it is very annoying to jump up and down.

The manager in charge of this aspect has complained to him several times, and he gritted his teeth every time he mentioned it.

The usual method of the Jews is to use media on one hand and finance on the other.

Use finance to influence the upper class and use media to guide the lower class, thus completing the closed loop of influence from top to bottom.

Time came to Friday in a blink of an eye. After class, Wayne went to Berlin first and arrested the target person. (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He was afraid that one person would not be enough, so he considerately arrested the whole family.

With the help of the Confusion Charm, the Disillusionment Charm, and the Muggle Repelling Charm, the whole process encountered no obstacles.

This is the most unreasonable part of wizards. As long as these spells are learned well, the Muggle society is basically defenseless and can do whatever they want.

Nurmengard Tower.

Wayne bypassed the defensive barrier with ease and flew close to Grindelwald's cell.

The old man was lying on the haystack and counting the stones on the ceiling. He didn't react when he saw Wayne coming in. He still stared at the ceiling and asked casually.

"Did you get the things?"

"Yes, you got the books and photos you wanted."

A thick stack of books appeared on the table, with a silver pendant box on the top.

These books were requested by Grindelwald before. Some of them are in Wayne's collection, and the other part is the Black family and Nico's background. All of them are related to dark magic, and more or less involve Horcruxes.

Especially one of them - "The Howling Soul". When Wayne asked Nico about this book, the old man did not directly agree to his request for the first time, but first determined what Wayne wanted to do.

This book records allThere are evil black magics about soul transformation and soul torture.

If something goes wrong during the research, one careless mistake will lead to a drastic change in temperament and a broken soul.

Wayne could only comfort Nico and tell him his purpose.

When Nico heard about the theory of mitosis, his scalp was tingling. After hesitating for a long time, he lent the book to Wayne and repeatedly told him to be careful.

You can't sacrifice yourself just to understand the enemy.

In this regard, Wayne let Nico rest assured.

He was too cautious and directly threw the pot away.

It should be Grindelwald who needs to be careful, but since he can call out the name of this book, maybe he has studied it before and must know the dangers.

Grindelwald got up from the ground, didn't even look at the books, and picked up the locket directly. When he saw the photos inside, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Where are the sacrifices?"

Wayne waved his hand, and several unconscious people appeared on the ground.

Grindelwald could tell from their appearance that these people were from the same family, and his expression became strange.

"You still say I am cruel and ruthless, but you are almost the same?"

"I just made their family come together." Wayne retorted seriously, and Old Ge's eyes twitched wildly.

You are right anyway, right?

He took a deep breath and didn't want to argue with Wayne anymore, otherwise he would die sooner or later because of this mouth.

Grindelwald said in a deep voice: "I still need a wand and some food. Making Horcruxes is not just killing people. These people cannot die now."

"I don't have any food on me. I'll ask the Phoenix King to send it to you tomorrow."

"As for the wand..."[]

Wayne fiddled with it for a while and took out more than ten wands and placed them on the table. "Pick one that is convenient for you."

Grindelwald was speechless again: "Why do you carry so many wands with you?"

"Some of them I made myself, and the other part I picked up." Wayne blinked, "Is it not okay?"

Grindelwald shook his head slightly: "Don't waste your energy on these useless things."

He admired Wayne's work style, and was even more amazed at the boy's talent and strength. He believed that Wayne's achievements would definitely surpass him and Dumbledore, and might even reach the realm of those legendary wizards in the legend.

That is why Grindelwald felt that Wayne should not waste time on these things.

Magic wands, alchemy, and even potions are minor things. Only the magic that one has mastered is the fundamental.

"I don't study it anymore." Wayne also shook his head. He wanted to learn the technology of making magic wands at that time to see if he could improve his own magic wand.

Later, he found that magic wand making actually had nothing to do with technology. It was purely the upper limit of the materials.

In addition, he had the talent of increasing the item level by not dying with bare hands, so he didn't spend any more time on making magic wands..

Grindelwald nodded slightly, and then began to choose a wand. His eyes fell on the two longest wands from the beginning.

"This is..."

He was very familiar with this material.

"Elderwood wand." Wayne picked up one casually, "Thirteen inches, Thestral feathers, suitable for practical black magic and curses."

After that, he picked up another one and introduced it: "Twelve and two-thirds inches, the wand core uses the gem fragments of the long-horned water snake, the ability is relatively balanced, but not suitable for the weak, if you can't control it."

"It looks pretty good." Looking at Wayne's talkative appearance, Grindelwald muttered.

He tried both wands and finally chose the one with the long-horned water snake.

Neither of the two wands fit him very well, but this one is obviously stronger, so he can use it.

Wayne put away the other wands and smiled mischievously. "By the way, here's a gift for you."

As he spoke, Wayne took out a photo....