Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

During the time when Wayne and Hermione were traveling, Grace was still diligently exploring the secrets of the ancient ruins.

The Ministry of Magic, which has functions similar to the Department of Mysteries, is now under the control of Grindelwald. He naturally knew that Wayne had sent a woman to explore the secrets.

He was also interested in ancient magic, so he just wanted to do Wayne a favor and let him take Grace to visit, which would save a lot of trouble.

Grace did not refuse, she knew Grindelwald's influence.

At first Grindelwald thought that this woman was just here to help Wayne collect and organize information, and Wayne would take it back to read it himself, but he never thought that she was actually using it for her own research.

Especially after several exchanges, Grindelwald felt Grace's terrifying wisdom and knowledge, and a few random words could benefit him a lot.

Better than being beaten up by someone.

He was delighted but also frightened. Where did such a terrifying woman come from in the magic world?

According to the information, Grace was just an ordinary Hufflepuff graduate. With the help of Wayne, she entered the Auror Department for two years of training.

Now he felt that this information was too ridiculous.

Received Auror training?

This level of training was enough for him and Dumbledore!

"Grace..." Dumbledore frowned and thought, and said uncertainly: "Are you talking about Miss Emilia Grace?"

"Yes." Grindelwald glanced at him, "It's Ms. Grace who just graduated from Hogwarts three years ago."

Dumbledore looked at Wayne in surprise. There are not many people in the world who can make Grindelwald use honorifics. What is Grace's reason?

"Little Dumbledore, Little Ge, everyone has their own secrets, so there's no need to ask questions."

Wayne smiled slightly, "If Grace is willing to tell you, then she will tell you, and I won't meddle in other people's business."

The two old guys' eyelids were twitching wildly.

What's wrong with this kid? Why is he talking to them in an elder's tone?

Dumbledore was almost immune to Wayne's occasional illnesses, and changed the subject: "Wayne, I heard from Minerva that there are 300 freshmen this year?"

"Well, to be precise, it should be 316 people." Wayne said, "I'm worried about how to arrange dormitories and classes for next semester."

If we still follow the traditional two colleges and take classes together, there will be an average of 150 people in a class, which is impossible to take care of.

But if each college has its own class, and the communication between colleges is reduced, the original differences and barriers will become larger and larger, until the four colleges are completely incompatible.

This did not meet his expectations either.

Cooperation in competition, progress in confrontation, this is the true meaning of the coexistence of four colleges.

"There is no change in Durmstrang." Grindelwald said, "After all, we only recruit pure bloods, but there will be no restrictions starting next year."

If the bloodline restriction continues, maybe the number of students in their school will not be as many as that in Hogwarts.

Looking at Dumbledore, Wayne's heart moved: "Professor, since you don't care about the Ministry of Magic anyway, how about going back to school to help me solve the problem?"

Dumbledore hesitated and said: "But I still want to spend more time with Ariana."

Wayne looked at him with contempt: "What do you have in common with Ariana, an old man? Astoria and Luna have been accompanying her recently, right? "

Old Dumbledore blushed.

The age gap is too big, and there is indeed a generation gap. He usually wants to communicate more with Ariana to make up for his neglect of her, but he can't find any common topics.

On the contrary, Ariana is happiest when she goes out every day.

"Professor, as long as you help me solve a series of problems caused by too many new students, I will take you with me to barbecue outdoors next time with Ariana, giving you the opportunity to promote your relationship."

Wayne threw out a very tempting bait for Dumbledore, and he was really tempted.

"Not enough, you also have to help me think of a birthday gift he likes."

"Deal. ”

The two foxes, one old and one young, smiled at each other and ended the conversation happily.

After lunch, Dumbledore and Grindelwald left Wayne's house.

One returned to Hogwarts to prepare for the surge in new students in the next semester, and the other returned to Germany. Although Grindelwald could not figure out Grace's background, it was good to learn something.

Wayne opened the gift bag he had just received.

The diamond light flashed by.

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the mind-image treasure, the seven-layer ring of the sky, the prototype is the bronze shield wrapped in seven layers of cowhide used by the great hero Ajax, and later it was sublimated into a conceptual weapon with absolute defense against throwing weapons and stray arrows.]

Wayne opened one hand, and gorgeous purple petals bloomed in his hand, and circles of ripples spread out, forming seven powerful defensive barriers in front of him.

"Not bad... it's what I need. "The young man had a bright smile on his face.

What he feared most was the turbulence of time and space behind the arch. If he was unlucky, he would encounter it more often, and he might be forced to return before exploring far. With the famous chrysanthemum shield, he could save less energy against the turbulence.

The scurrying space debris, by definition, can also be considered as stray arrow attacks.

A few days later, the British magic community implemented a new version of the "Law on Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards".

The most important change is that no matter the age, as long as you get the owls certificate, you can cast spells outside the school and obtain the same rights as adult wizards.

In addition, under the supervision of adult wizards, other young wizards also have the right to cast spells, but any consequences and dangers caused should be the responsibility of the supervising adult wizards.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, but there was almost no opposition.

Especially the group of students who were about to go to sixth grade at the beginning of the school were almostThe benefits were high. As soon as they got the certificate, they encountered such a good thing. Many people directly signed up for the Apparition training class of the Ministry of Magic.

Harry was also very happy. After confirming the authenticity of this law, he even used his wand to control the cup to float over to feed himself every day.

Although it was very troublesome, it was just to vent his anger.

He had been cheated by the Wizarding Statute several times before, and now he is finally free.

"Harry, you can come down to eat!" Sirius' voice came from downstairs. Harry jumped up flexibly, changed into his clothes and ran downstairs.

After dinner, he had to go to Weasley's store to work, so he couldn't be late. George and Fred didn't learn anything else, but he learned a thing or two about Wayne's capitalist style. Even his younger brother's salary was less than that of outsiders.

Kreacher controlled the plate to float up, and seeing Harry's impatience, he muttered in a voice that he could hear: "Poor mistress, you don't know that the erratic young master actually recognized a monkey as his godson."

Harry didn't share the same opinion with Kreacher, he knew that this old elf had also made his own contribution to the fight against Voldemort.

It's completely tolerable to have a foul mouth. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

After all, he has thrived under Snape's influence for five years, and Kreacher's sarcasm is not even a tickle.

Sirius, who took off his apron, came and said with a smile, "Try my cooking skills. I made this according to the recipe. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Harry took a bite of beef sauce and mashed potatoes, tasted the bacon, and gave a thumbs up: "Very good, much better than the fast food of the Dursleys. Of course, it would be better if there was less salt."

"Sorry, sorry." Sirius scratched his head embarrassedly: "I will pay attention next time."

"It's okay, it's delicious now." Harry ate more vigorously, and Sirius also started to eat. The two of them really became a family, allowing each other to rely on each other spiritually.

"By the way, Harry, what do you think about me opening a store like George and Fred?"

Halfway through the meal, Sirius suddenly looked up and asked.

0Please give me flowers0

Harry was surprised, "Open a shop? Why do you have such an idea?"

"Because I'm bored." Sirius leaned back and looked at the ceiling: "You will start school in a few weeks, and I'm the only one left here. Lupin joined the werewolf office and is busy every day. I'm just a waste, staying at home every day doing nothing."

"Then there's no need to open a shop." Harry said uncertainly, "If you open a shop, what are you going to sell?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Sirius sat back and looked at Harry, "Please give me some advice. I feel even more empty looking at the hundreds of thousands of Galleons in my bank card every day."

"We have our own shop, and we don't need to pay rent for opening a shop. We won't lose anything."

Harry's mouth twitched. If Ron heard this,Seeing, I will definitely be drooling with envy.

"I don't have any ideas either. Why don't you come with me to Diagon Alley and open a store that looks like something is missing."[]

"Good idea." Sirius' eyes lit up and he urged Harry to eat quickly.

The two of them quickly finished their breakfast, went to the Leaky Cauldron through the fireplace, and then entered Diagon Alley. Harry went to work, while Sirius wandered around aimlessly looking for inspiration.

"Harry, come here."

The joke shop was very busy. Ron and another employee were already busy, and Fred was also helping. After seeing Harry, George, who had just helped a customer check out, waved his hand to signal him to come over.

"Harry, have you seen Wayne recently?" George asked while swiping the card. "The store has been open for more than a month. We asked him to come to collect the dividends a long time ago, but he hasn't shown up yet."

The joke shop also has Wayne's shares. Although the money earned in the first month was not much, the twins felt that the money was very meaningful and wanted to give it to Wayne in person.

"I don't know either." Harry shook his head blankly, "but I remember he and Hermione went out to travel."

"Hermione has returned and came to the store to buy a color-changing eyebrow pencil not long ago." Fred interrupted, "Forget it, he should come to Diagon Alley before school starts anyway."

However, what Fred didn't expect was that it was already the end of August, and Wayne still didn't show up.

Just one day before school started, all employees and house elves of the Ministry of Magic received a notice-all of them must leave the Ministry of Magic before 8 o'clock, and no one was allowed to stay in the Ministry.

At ten o'clock, five Auror teams and three ICAC law enforcement teams were guarding the streets near the Ministry of Magic. They were ordered to stay here and quickly expel all nearby Muggles in case of any abnormal situation.

In the Department of Mysteries, Wayne and Grace stood in front of the archway, and the Phoenix King hovered in the sky, illuminating the circular hall.

Grace grabbed Wayne's hand anxiously, "No, I still think it's too dangerous."

Wayne patted her palm comfortingly, "Space turbulence is nothing to me, there is just the risk of getting lost, but I am ready."

After saying that, he looked at the Phoenix King in the sky again.

The crisp cry brought infinite power, and the flames became more and more blazing. Grace looked at the Phoenix King, who was as dazzling as the sun, and was a little puzzled: "Are you going to take the Phoenix King with you?"

"No, she is the coordinates I left in this world. As long as the Phoenix King is still there, I can find the way back."

Hearing this, Grace's worries dissipated a lot. What she was most afraid of was that Wayne would get lost in the endless turbulence and be trapped to death.

"Are you sure?"

"So hot, I won't do anything I'm not sure of. The Lawrence family is still waiting for me to branch out."

Wayne kissed the girl's soft lips, "I'll leave this to you. Don't let anyone come in and disturb me."

"Don't worry." GraceA fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Ravenclaw was famous in that chaotic era, so it was natural that he would not be a good person.

Wayne let go of her hand, his robe exuding a hazy chaotic color, and stepped out into the archway. .