Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Virtual helmet?

After Wayne finished talking about the reward, most people were confused and had no idea what this thing was for.

But it doesn't matter, Wayne patiently explained it to them.

When the little wizards heard that there was an illusory Hogwarts in the virtual helmet and they could move freely inside, they became excited.

The students who were ranked last were even happier. They originally thought it was a punishment, but they didn't expect it to be a reward.

But at this moment, Wayne changed the subject:

"But... the one I have is a special edition, and the activity range inside is only the library, and what you can do is only read the books in the library."

Everyone felt something was wrong.

"Then why don't I just go to the library to read books?" A little wizard had a sad face. Obviously, he was also in the ranks of those who had a huge room for improvement.

"Of course it's different." Wayne smiled and said, "In the virtual space, the flow rate of time will change. If you read a book for ten minutes inside, only one minute will pass in the outside world."

"That means you have ten times the time to study."

Hermione and some Ravenclaw students' eyes lit up, and the professors on the stage also lit up.

But some people cried.

"Good stuff..." Professor McGonagall whispered.

"Each person will have a week, and then take another exam after a week. If you are not average, then continue to study. I believe that everyone will have a bright future."

After that, Wayne announced the disbandment and took Professor McGonagall back to the principal's office.

Take out all the helmets made some time ago and give them to her. There are only twenty, and those people have to use them in batches.

The Sand of Time is prepared for the virtual helmet, which can give him ten times more time to digest the inheritance of the Dragon King, but it is also his original intention to use it to help students improve their grades.

Is everyone moved to tears?

"Professor, where is Professor Dumbledore now?" Wayne asked after finishing the trivial matters of the school.

"He is in the shop in Aberforth." Professor McGonagall said with a smile on her face, "I saw two brothers quarreling last time I went there."

"Well." Wayne touched his chin thoughtfully, "Then I will go to see him tomorrow."

"Wayne, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts..." Professor McGonagall looked at him.

The boy waved his hand, "Some things delayed them today, they will come tomorrow."

"They?"

"Yes, I plan to let one professor be responsible for students from grades one to four, and the other for senior grades, which can also reduce a lot of pressure."

Professor McGonagall immediately looked at Wayne with a weird look.

Seven grades, twelve classes (the advanced classes for grades six and seven are combined), and each class has two to three hours. Isn't she tired?

Especially in the lower grades now, the number of students in a class is increasing.It takes a lot of effort to remember the names of those students.

Sometimes I have to work overtime until the early morning to correct homework.

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry." Wayne comforted him, "I am also considering the professors of other courses. Let's try the effect in this half semester. If it's good, you and other professors will be much more relaxed next school year."

Professor McGonagall smiled with satisfaction.

Back in the lounge, the badgers who were busy just now all stopped, staring at Wayne silently, making him a little scared.

"What are you looking at me for~?"

The badgers looked at each other and the people around them, and finally Norman stood up. "That... Wayne, why don't you go back to the dormitory and go to bed early?"

"Why?" Wayne felt even more puzzled.

"We are embarrassed to make up homework if you are here." Justin Finch-Fletchley scratched his head: "Who has the courage to copy homework under the supervision of the principal..."

A group of people nodded frantically, that's what they thought.

Wayne didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect that this was the reason, he simply didn't go back to the dormitory, and went directly to the backyard of the shop in Hogsmeade, where Nagini lived.

The snake lady was also very happy to see Wayne coming, licked her lips excitedly, and stretched out a snake tail to close the door tightly.

No words were spoken all night.

The next morning, Wayne went to pick up the two new professors to Hogwarts.

Neville was crying as he looked at the round-faced couple who were also crying at him. Just when Harry and Ron were confused, Wayne introduced:

"Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom, the two Longbottom professors were once senior Aurors. Professor Moody also talked about their deeds last year."

"They are all heroes who fought against the Death Eaters. Now that their injuries have recovered, I invited them to the school. Mr. Longbottom is responsible for the fifth to seventh grade courses, and Mrs. Longbottom is responsible for the first to fourth grade courses."

Warm applause suddenly rang out in the hall, welcoming the arrival of the two and admiring their past deeds.

At the same time, I also understood why Neville and the Longbottom couple cried so hard.

Many people knew that they were tortured to madness by the Death Eaters, but they didn't expect that they could recover.

Professor McGonagall was also extremely surprised. She held Alice's hand and said, "Alice, when did you recover?"

"A month ago." Alice smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "After recovery, Mr. Lawrence, no, the principal gave us rehabilitation training again. Now there is no problem."

Frank and Alice's current state seems to be no different from before, but in fact, the two should be regarded as undergoing a lot of other people's memories of them, and regenerating their personalities.

All the feelings are sincere, but there will be slight deviations.

But this is enough. In any case, they have gained a new life.

Since the recovery of consciousnessThe Longbottoms are learning magic again. Although their strength has not recovered to its peak, they are much stronger than ordinary adult wizards with instincts and talents.

They are qualified for the position of professor.

After arranging the two, Wayne left the school in a hurry.

The first class is the history of magic. He went to class to catch up on his sleep. It would be better to go to Dumbledore.

When he came to the Hog's Head, Wayne heard Aberforth's roar before he entered the door:

"Stupid, I just said last night not to put beer glasses and whiskey glasses together. It's inconvenient for me to pick them up."

"Sorry, Aberforth, is there any difference?"

"Of course, the way you put them has destroyed my habit!" (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"I think you can get used to it again."

Really energetic.

Wayne sighed that the two centenarians were still so energetic, and pushed the door open.

When he saw him, Dumbledore just smiled and was about to say hello, but Aberforth spoke first, "Wayne, take him away quickly, even the waiter I hired with the cheapest salary is more professional than him!"

Hearing his brother mocking him like this, Dumbledore was not angry, and blinked mischievously: "Aberforth, the waiter you hired will not be as good-tempered as me, aren't you afraid that they will poison your food?"

"I accept it even if I poison you to death." Aberforth snorted, "Anyway, you should leave quickly."

"I am homeless now." Dumbledore said pitifully, "The principal's office no longer belongs to me."

"If you want, it's okay to continue living there." Wayne naturally took out a twenty-year-old rum from the bar and opened it under Aberforth's glaring gaze.

"It's better to drink less alcohol." Dumbledore also advised.

"Actually, I can't tell whether the alcohol is good or bad." Wayne shook his head and pointed at Aberforth, "But when I see him like this, I think he is extremely delicious."

The old and the young laughed loudly, only Aberforth threw the rag on the table and asked unhappily:

"Have you had breakfast?"

"I came here after eating at school." Wayne smiled and waved his hand.

"Have you solved the problem of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"I invited the Longbottoms."[]

Dumbledore was delighted, "Have they recovered?"

"Almost the same, it will take some time for their strength to recover."

Dumbledore sighed, "Enough, Frank and Alice have contributed too much to the wizarding world, and being a professor in the school is also a good choice."

Wayne told him how to break the curse. Although he felt it was too cruel, it was a done deal, and he didn't understand the deal between Wayne and Fudge, and didn't want to participate, so he could only acquiesce.

This is Dumbledore's character flaw. He can't be ruthless when things happen, and he is indecisive.

Perhaps only whenWhen things reach the final desperate situation, he will calculate everything, even his own life.

After talking to Dumbledore about the idea of ​​the two professors, Dumbledore agreed very much and even thought about whether he should go back to be a professor. After all, as he said just now, he really didn't know where to go after leaving Hogwarts.

"Professor, I'm going to turn the table." Wayne took a sip of wine, and the words he said made the two people change color.

"Don't be impulsive, Wayne." He knew why this happened. The fact that the Death Eaters went to Greengrass Castle completely angered the young man.

"I have found Voldemort's hiding place, and he has my people around him." Wayne said, his fingers kappa sounded, "I want to hide and be a rat in the gutter. I don't have the patience to waste time with him."

"What are you going to do?" Dumbledore frowned.

"The Ministry of Magic will have an operation against the Death Eaters in a few days. You should follow them."

After thinking for a long time, Dumbledore slowly nodded, "Notify me before the operation."

"Do you need my help?" Aberforth asked.

Wayne shook his head, "Just stay in the bar. With the two of us, Voldemort can't even kill chickens, let alone kill people."

Aberforth thought so too. His brother (Noqian Zhao) and Wayne joined forces. Even if Grindelwald saw it, he would turn around and run away. It didn't make any difference whether he went or not.

Dumbledore was still hesitant. In the conversation with Harry at St. Mungo's, he was sure that Voldemort had made the basilisk into his own Horcrux.

How many did he make? There is still no definite answer.

The more critical thing is Harry. How to destroy the soul fragments in Harry's body without hurting Harry? Dumbledore has not found a safe way yet.

Wayne saw what he was worried about and said, "This time we are mainly targeting the Death Eaters. As long as Voldemort's wings are removed, the problem of the Horcruxes can be solved later."

"Now that Voldemort is alone, he can't cause any trouble. You can just keep an eye on him now."

Coming out of the Hog's Head, Wayne thought for a moment, summoned the Phoenix King, and stepped into a ball of fire.

When he reappeared, he had arrived at a dead corner of Diagon Alley.

Take out the elder wand that Grindelwald did not choose, Wayne's body is also slowly changing, and in a blink of an eye he has become the first generation of the Dark Lord with white hair and unruly.

Then, he turned into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man and walked out.

The streets are crowded with people. Even though school has started, there are still many pedestrians on the streets. Wayne slowly walked to the center of Diagon Alley and stepped into the gate of Gringotts.

"Sir, how can I help you?" A fairy came forward.

"Robbery." Wayne said concisely. .