Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

I have to say that Trelawney is quite something.

The prophecy made a few years ago, Wayne even buried it deep in his memory and ignored it, but fate went through branches one by one and finally converged at this inevitable node.

Although Trelawney was awakened before she finished speaking the complete prophecy, Wayne can now complete the subsequent content.

The ability brought to her by her talent cannot prevent her from touching the legendary realm, otherwise she will definitely die miserably.

Concentrating his mind, Wayne looked at Tom.

The appearance has not changed, but the whole person's momentum has undergone earth-shaking changes. The eyes are the windows of the soul. Wayne looked at him, as if staring into the abyss of ancient wells.

"What a surprise, Mr. Slytherin. I didn't expect to see the founder of the school again after a thousand years."

Wayne lowered his head and looked at the emerald snakebone wand in his hand, "Have you been hiding in the wand?"

Slytherin did not answer, but became interested in Wayne's identity: "Oh? You are a student of Hogwarts? Which pure-blood family is this genius from?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Wayne shook his head gently, "I am a little wizard born of Muggle, in your words, I should be called a mudblood."

"As for the pure-blood family? There are not many in the whole of Britain, and a batch was just killed not long ago."

Tom, no, it should be said that Slytherin's smile disappeared for the most part: "It seems that Godric and Helga's ideas are still being implemented. Are you a student of Gryffindor?"

"Are you really Salazar Slytherin?" Wayne looked at him strangely: "Can't you see that I am such a standard Hufflepuff?"

Slytherin was speechless.

How the hell can I tell that you are the student of that Hufflepuff cook.

When he woke up, he saw this guy blasting away hundreds of wizards. Which Hufflepuff would be so fierce?

In the first round of verbal confrontation, Slytherin lost to 23 young people who didn't follow martial ethics.

He looked back and looked at the group of shocked bear wizards behind him, frowned slightly, and then his body flew into the sky and flew towards a snowy mountain.

"Follow me, if you want to know more."

Wayne followed Slytherin closely without any hesitation. He did have a lot of doubts in his heart.

Two streams of light, one in front and one behind, Slytherin seemed to be probing Wayne's reality and kept accelerating, but behind him, Wayne kept the same distance, not fast or slow.

Finally, the two landed on the top of a snowy mountain dozens of miles away.

"Indeed, you are great." Slytherin looked at Wayne with admiration: "Even in my era, you are the most brilliant wizard. Gryffindor and I were far from being as talented as you when we were your age."

"What about Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff?" Wayne asked.

"I have known them since I was thirty." Slytherin was stunned, but stillAnswer truthfully: "Helga is not well-known. Only after you get to know her well, you will feel her talent."

"But Rowena..." A trace of nostalgia flashed in her deep eyes, "She became famous at a young age and was amazingly intelligent. It is said that when she was twelve years old, her family could no longer find a suitable teacher for her. Two years later, she began to travel around the world and became famous."

Slytherin calmed down and looked at Wayne calmly, "Junior, although you are a Muggle-born wizard, you are the same kind of person as me after all."

"As long as you promise not to cause trouble to my descendants in the future and sign a contract, you can leave."

Wayne heard a clue from his words, "So you didn't occupy Tom's body to resurrect? ”

Slytherin showed disdain in his eyes, "Reconstructed flesh and blood, inferior black magic, how can I look down on such a body."

"You don't need to test it. I am just a wisp of spiritual power sealed in the wand. I can't be regarded as a real Slytherin, but this is enough."

"Either agree to my conditions, or I will clear the obstacles for my successor according to the agreement."

"Spiritual power?" Wayne breathed a long sigh of relief and suddenly changed his face: "Then why are you pretending to be a big wolf? You are not even a residual soul, and you are still pretending here!"

"Young man, are you so proud of yourself just because you have a little strength?" Slytherin's face was gloomy. With a flick of his hand, the snow on the ground turned into a long knife that covered the sky and stabbed at Wayne.

This is not just a simple transfiguration. There is also an unknown magic attached to each blade, emitting a faint halo.

Wayne raised his hand and pulled, several ice dragons condensed, blocking thousands of blades. The crisp collision sound lasted for a long time, ice chips flew everywhere, and a gust of wind blew. Several ice dragons were broken and the long swords disappeared.

Wayne's eyes have become more serious. He is worthy of being the giant who founded Hogwarts. Even the most ordinary magic can be transformed into magic in his hands.

After thinking for a moment, Wayne took out a sword.

Slytherin's eyes changed: "This is..."

"Gryffindor's sword, you should be very familiar with it." Wayne held the sword in one hand and the staff in the other, "A thousand years ago, you were driven out of the castle after dueling with Gryffindor. A thousand years later, let me, the heir of Gryffindor, teach you a lesson again."

"Nonsense!" Slytherin couldn't hold it anymore. He could tolerate Wayne's disrespect for him, but he would never allow others to say that he was not as good as Gryffindor: "I took the initiative to leave the school! How could that reckless man beat me? I was just discouraged! I don't want to stay in Hogwarts!"

"Didn't you say you were a Hufflepuff student? How did you become the heir of Gryffindor again!"

"Narrow sectarianism." Wayne snorted coldly, "With my kindness and excellence, Gryffindor will certainly recognize me. This sword was handed to me by the Sorting Hat himself."

"And..."

A crown floated out and landed on Wayne'sOn his head.

"I am still the heir of Ravenclaw. As for you? I destroyed the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk you left in the school. Even your heirs were chased out to this icy and snowy place like dogs."

Slytherin looked at the crown on Wayne's head with a puzzled expression.

"Why...why..."

Has the world changed a lot, or has Hufflepuff already annexed several other colleges?

How come all the treasures they left behind were taken by this kid?

"It seems that you are the source of all abnormalities." Slytherin raised his wand again. The wind and snow were howling, but his voice was still accurately transmitted to Wayne's ears:

"Today I will make up for the mistakes of Godric and Helga and make the wizarding world pure again."

How many times have you mentioned Gryffindor?

Wayne felt that the relationship between the two was definitely not normal. He wondered if it was like that between Grindelwald and Dumbledore.

He was complaining in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all. He stepped on the ground and appeared in the air.

The next second, the ground suddenly collapsed, triggering a strong avalanche from top to bottom.

Slytherin chanted various strange magic patterns, and the runes around him also disappeared.

The two were so fast that they could not see their figures clearly. Only colorful lights flickered and collided in the night sky.

A golden silk thread passed by, and the mountain was divided into two. Then more and more scattered runes appeared, and soon the snow-capped mountain thousands of meters high was razed to the ground, and continued to spread to the surroundings.

When Slytherin lived, the spell system had not yet taken shape. It had just appeared. What they mastered were cumbersome and powerful ancient magic.

Many wizards may only learn a few in their lifetime, but for a legendary wizard like him, all kinds of strange and unpredictable abilities are at his fingertips.

With not enough magic power, he did what modern wizards can't do at all.

Wayne has put away the sword. He just took it out for mental attack. He won't be stupid enough to waste time with an enemy whose details he can't figure out.

The power of thunder burst out, and red lightning fell from the sky, like a sea of ​​thunder pouring down.

The ground fire surged, Feng Hou Qimen fiddled with the four plates, controlling the world, and the fireflies flickered, leaving no place for Slytherin to stand.

The earth-shaking explosions were endless, and the mountains were blown up one after another, and the whole area became devastated.

Anything can cause qualitative change from quantitative change. Slytherin can block one or two attacks, but he can't stop the will of heaven and earth to be against him.

The magic power protected him tightly, and the protective shield was broken and reassembled. He could only protect himself with difficulty, let alone threaten Wayne.

At this time, Slytherin was terrified to the extreme.

How could there be such a wizard!

Since ancient times, wizards have used their magic power to achieve their wishes, and controlling nature is also one of them..

But Wayne is no longer controlling the power of nature. He is simply the son of heaven and earth, able to command all elements.

The ice dragon roars, the sea of ​​fire burns the sky, and the thunder destroys the world, which makes people overwhelmed.

Bang!

The shield shattered again, but this time, Slytherin no longer had the magic to continue to reorganize the shield. He quietly lowered his arms, and Tom's body was covered with cracks, like a glass man that would break at the touch.

The wind and thunder gradually subsided, the sea of ​​fire slowly dissipated, Wayne also stopped attacking, and appeared in front of Slytherin, the two were hundreds of meters apart.

"I underestimated you, junior." Slytherin said hoarsely, "Tell me your name."

"Wayne Lawrence, the current headmaster of Hogwarts." Wayne calmly introduced himself.

"Headmaster?" Slytherin was slightly startled, "Master Lawrence... huh? You also signed a contract with him?"

Wayne had a strange expression. Hearing Slytherin call him Master, he was indeed much more comfortable than Tom.

"Forget it..." Slytherin wanted to say something, but finally shook his head, his voice getting lower and lower.

"This time... you won."

After saying that, the black eyes like the abyss gradually faded, replaced by another complex look.

"You won, Master Lawrence."

"Yes, I won." Wayne nodded, released the unconscious Voldemort, and woke him up.

"Anything else you want to say? I'll give you a chance to leave your last words."

"Lawrence." Voldemort lay on the scorching ground, but his heart was cold: "Will you rule the wizarding world?"

Wayne tilted his head, "No, but I will control the wizarding world."

Voldemort smiled, "That's the same idea, that's enough."

"If you were as hypocritical as Dumbledore, I'm afraid I would lose even more unwillingly. The strong must have the belief to dominate the weak."

Wayne looked at Tom without comment, "What about you? Senior Tom." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Am I destined to die from the moment I was born?" Tom clenched his fists.

"I said." Wayne shook his head gently, "Your presence is a mistake, but mistakes can also bring benefits to me."

"Letting you live until now is my greatest kindness to you and a reward for you."

"Don't be complacent." Tom suddenly showed a brilliant smile, "You can't always win, he will come to you."

"Thank you for your reminder, I will prepare early." Wayne nodded seriously, and the shadow of the Dragon King appeared behind him.

A disarming spell took away Tom's snakewood stick, and the Dragon King spit out starlight to turn him into ashes.

Confirming that he was dead, the Dragon King turned his head again and shot at Voldemort.

So far, there is no Voldemort in the world, and no Tom Riddle.

Playing with the snakewood stick for a while, Wayne put it in a special boxSon, Apparate back to Hogwarts. .