Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

"Dumbledore?"

When Crouch finished speaking, Kingsley, Arthur, and several members of the Order of the Phoenix looked at him in surprise.

They had never heard Dumbledore say that he wanted to be the Minister of Magic.

"Is this true, Barty?" Bones looked at the file bag on the table and asked in disbelief.

She knew very well that Dumbledore was against the Ministry of Magic. If he was willing to be the Minister, there would be no Fudge at the beginning, and even his predecessor Millicent would take the initiative to abdicate.

Mr. Crouch waved his wand with a stern face, and a piece of parchment flew out of the file bag.

"The letter has Dumbledore's magic mark, you can confirm it yourself."

Arthur and Bones felt the unique magic on it, and they all showed joy.

Handwriting can be forged, but magic marks cannot be imitated. This is common sense in the magic world.

Now they completely believe that Dumbledore is willing to become the Minister of Magic.

"If it's him, I have no objection." An Auror captain said excitedly.

"Me too."

"It should have been done a long time ago. Fudge has ruined the Ministry of Magic."

"The public's emotions should be stabilized now, and the morale of the Ministry of Magic can be improved."

Everyone present said something and supported Dumbledore's election.

The reason why they didn't bring it up at the beginning was that they subconsciously thought that Dumbledore would refuse again and didn't consider this option at all. "Five Nine Zero"

But now it seems reasonable. After all, the position of Hogwarts Headmaster is already owned by Lawrence, and he should find something to do for himself.

The only position that can match his status is the Minister of Magic.

"Then the only candidate this time is Dumbledore, right?" Bones asked, "I'll ask him to come over and talk, and then we can announce it to the public after the procedure is completed."

"It's better to finalize it as soon as possible, and we also need to boost the public's confidence."

"Don't go to Dumbledore for the time being." At this moment, Crouch spoke again. Although he seemed calm on the surface, he was about to collapse in his heart.

He is already this old, and he still has to accompany Wayne to make trouble.

Naughty children are not scary, but naughty children who are capable and playful are scary.

Wayne may just be a prank on a whim, wanting to trick Dumbledore for fun, but it affects the British wizarding world and even the entire wizarding world.

Fortunately, most of these influences are positive-except for Dumbledore himself.

But if Wayne has some evil ideas one day, who in this world can stop him?

"Battie?" Bones looked at Crouch, who fell into a trance after speaking, puzzled.

"It's like this..." Crouch, who came back to his senses, gave an explanation.

"Mr. Lawrence and Dumbledore are trying to track down the whereabouts of the mysterious man. It's a critical moment now.That's why he gave the letter to me."

Crouch tried his best to keep a straight face so that no one could see his guilty conscience. "So, we only need to submit Dumbledore's candidacy to the Wizengamot Court, and when everything is approved, we can directly announce it to the public, which can also save a lot of time. ”

“Is that so…” Bones thought for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

Although it was not in accordance with the procedure, it was not a normal situation now. There was nothing wrong with what Crouch said. The matter of catching Voldemort was more urgent.

Seeing that everyone had no doubts, Crouch secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he fooled around.

If Wayne’s task was not completed, his wife’s physical body would be in trouble.

Next, the content of the meeting became an investigation of Fudge. The angry people needed an outlet, and Fudge, who had already abdicated, was the best choice.

The Independent Commission Against Corruption took over this task, but it was destined to be fruitless.

Even Crouch would say something good for him in the end, and put all the blame on the Death Eater Umbridge who had already escaped.

This was also a deal between Wayne and Fudge, using money and reputation to exchange for the power in his hands.

At the same time, Hogwarts.

In the small world of the suitcase, three girls carefully surrounded the basilisk, looking at it with fear and curiosity.

At this time, the basilisk was dying, and its two eyes had been dug out by Wayne, leaving two blood holes.

Compared to the thousand-year-old basilisk in the chamber of secrets, Voldemort's daughter was nearly half the size, and this was the result of feeding it with secret methods and a large amount of blood food.

"Wayne, are you going to keep it forever in the future?" Astoria had seen enough, ran back to the boy and asked curiously.

"Of course not. "Wayne rubbed her little head and looked at the dying basilisk, "It only takes a while to raise it, and a lot of venom can be squeezed out."

"Will there be any problem?" Hermione came over worriedly, "After all, it is Voldemort's Horcrux, it is better to destroy it as soon as possible."

After returning this time, Wayne also told Hermione and the other girls about the Horcrux. When they knew that there was such a cruel black magic in the world, the girls' faces turned pale.

"Voldemort can't sense the situation of his Horcrux at all." Wayne explained: "His soul is already full of holes, and his perception ability is rotten. Even if it is destroyed in front of him, he has no reaction. Raise it for a while, and there will be no risk in killing it before the duel."

"That's good. "Seeing that Wayne was fully confident, Hermione stopped persuading him and instead was eager to help him collect venom.

Wayne agreed, and he first dripped a few drops of Phoenix King's tears on the basilisk - if Snape saw it, he would definitely be envious.

But he had to spend a lot of money, so he caught the basilisk a little too hard and almost killed it.

After returning, he dug out the two snake pupils.Come.

Wayne planned to use these two snake pupils to make props. Even if they couldn't kill anyone with a glare, it was still possible to petrify them with just one glance.

The tears of the Phoenix King fell into the smelly snake's mouth, and the basilisk quickly recovered its vitality and became restless.

Wayne controlled him with a petrification spell, and then directed Hermione and Qiu to collect the venom.

Feeding him well for a month, the collected venom would be enough for him to use for a long time.

It was late at night before Wayne sent the girls back to the dormitory, took a bath and went to bed.

The next day, he called Neville and his parents to a classroom. Bella was fixed on a chair, staring at him intently.

After entering the door, the eyes of the three family members all fell on Bella. Frank and Ashley were angry, while Neville took two steps back in fear and held his mother's hand.

"Principal, why is Bellatrix here?" Frank asked in confusion.

Wayne put away the potion still on the table, "I asked her for some information about Voldemort, but unfortunately I didn't get the answer I wanted."

He just used a strong truth serum and the Imperius Curse to force Bella to confess, to see if Bella had any clues about the golden cup.

Sure enough, the golden cup was given to Bella by Voldemort a long time ago, but she didn't put it in Gringotts at that time, but hid it in... the Lestrange family cemetery, buried with an ancestor of the family.

What a filial descendant.

After discovering that several of his Horcruxes were destroyed, Voldemort took them away, and Bella didn't know where he hid them afterwards.

"I don't need to say more about the grudge between you and Bella." Wayne whipped Bella's face with a whip, and she was so painful that her veins were bulging. Now she also enjoyed the treatment of little Barty in the past.

"Bella is already dead at the Ministry of Magic. I'll leave it to you to deal with her. It's my benefit for new professors." After Wayne said that, Frank's eyes lit up.

Alice was a little reluctant, "She should be judged by the law."

Wayne smiled, "Professor Alice, I believe that old lady Longbottom has said that she used a powerful forgetfulness spell on Neville when he was a child, so that Neville's memory is not very good now..."

Both the couple nodded, only Neville looked at them blankly.

"The sequelae of the spell are one thing, and Bella's existence is also Neville's concern." Wayne explained with a smile: "If he can completely let go and take the initiative to forget that unpleasant experience, I believe Neville's memory and magical aptitude will be improved."

Alice's momentum suddenly changed, and she looked at Bella fiercely, "Principal, it doesn't matter if you beat her to death?"

"I said, she is already dead." Wayne handed the whip to Neville and walked out of the classroom leisurely.

As soon as the door was closed, Bella's screams came out. He also thoughtfully set up a silent barrier so as not to disturb others.

As a mother, Alice is strong. Even if she is kind-hearted, Alice will not be afraid of her.Even though he was tortured to madness, he was unwilling to use non-legal means to deal with Bella.

But when it came to Neville, he immediately became the coldest person. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

I believe Bella will enjoy the last moments of her life.

When he came to the school infirmary, Harry had woken up, and Ron next to him was peeling an apple for him.

Seeing Wayne coming, Ron left very tactfully, leaving the space for the two.

After waking up, Harry was listless, thinking about his identity as a half-Horcrux, and greeted him weakly.

"You are here."

"If you have nothing to do, leave the hospital quickly." Wayne sat in Ron's position just now, "Master Legilimency as soon as possible, Voldemort still has the secret of the Horcrux in his brain."

Harry thought about it and felt that even if he died, he would make things difficult for Voldemort, and he couldn't just give up on himself.

"I know." Harry nodded heavily, and then said, "Wayne, I have a request."

The tone of his voice was like a last word before death.

Wayne nodded strangely, "As long as I can do it, you can do it."

"I hope Snape can be my sparring partner." Harry showed a glimmer of hope on his face, "Training Legilimency always requires a suitable target, right? Didn't you say that Snape is a master of brain occlusion? It would definitely be more effective to have him as my sparring partner than Ron."

Wayne looked at him in shock.

Is Harry not going to live anymore? He wants to drag Snape to self-destruct together?

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Wayne reminded him, "I can invite Snape to help you, and I can also let him cooperate with you, but after everything is over, 4.0, he will definitely take revenge on you." []

"You said it, after everything is over." Harry shrugged casually, "How can I care so far?"

That night, Wayne failed to separate the soul fragments, and he had already determined that he would not live long.

Under Harry's insistence, Wayne still agreed to this suicidal request.

Snape didn't want to go after hearing this. He was a professor, how could he be a sparring partner for Potter?

But when Wayne revealed Harry's Horcrux identity, Snape completely collapsed and wanted to rush to the Hog's Head to fight Dumbledore.

The reason why he can hold on until now is to avenge Lily Evans and take care of her last legacy in the world.

Wayne told him that Harry still had a chance to survive, but he had to cooperate fully, and Snape agreed and gave up his plan to fight Dumbledore.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye. On Wednesday morning, Wayne planned to visit Slughorn after dinner.

But when he saw today's "Daily Prophet", he knew that he might not be able to go today - "The strongest minister in history, Dumbledore is about to take control of the Ministry of Magic."

The Hog's Head Pub.

Dumbledore sat with Aberforth, and he had been holding the newspaper in a daze for five minutes.

Then came the most angry cry since that summer in Godric's Hollow:

"Wayne Lawrence!".