Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Quirrell's mind has become delirious due to Voldemort's stay, so letting him come to class would risk exposure.

In order to stay at Hogwarts, Voldemort really spent a lot of money.

Although he is only giving lectures now, he has not used magic power.

But for a remnant soul who struggled to speak even a few words, it was also a heavy load.

Normally when nothing happens, Voldemort stays in deep sleep to reduce energy consumption.

Fortunately, Qiluo's small treasury had been emptied by him, and he had obtained a lot of precious materials, as well as the Phoenix Tears given by Dumbledore.

This allowed Voldemort to regain some strength, and it shouldn't be a problem to survive this period of time.

"Defense is the core of everything."

Quirrell, or Voldemort, is a model of doing what he does and loving what he does. Since he is giving the lecture, he is not allowed to be perfunctory. If it spreads, wouldn't it lose the face of the Dark Lord!

In a situation that fits Quirrell's character as much as possible Next, Voldemort took out a lot of real things.

"Survival is the most important thing to consider when facing danger. The so-called defense does not only use magic spells to resolve the enemy's attacks."

"Avoidance, even escape, is part of defense"

"Mr Lawrence..."Quirrell suddenly called on Wayne's name and asked:

"If a dark wizard stopped you, what would be the correct course of action? Wayne stood up calmly and said:"Analyze the opponent's purpose and compare the strength gap. If you have to fight, then go all out.""

A look of appreciation flashed in Voldemort's eyes.

He did hate Wayne, because it was Wayne who pushed him to this point and had to take the risk of standing in the front desk.

But he would not deny a person's rights because of personal grudges. Talent.

Only by facing up to the strength of the enemy and defeating them can you show your extraordinaryness.

Voldemort did the same.

He showed the specialness of Potter without hesitation, and even called him the Boy Who Lived.

That's it. He wanted to use this to prove that he could defeat the so-called Chosen One and break the shackles of fate.

Although he failed in the end because he did not understand the specific strength of Wayne, in the eyes of Voldemort, the current Wayne is far from the enemy. degree, but this does not hinder his appreciation. 24 Reason, talent, means, charm.

Everything is top-notch.

It has a bit of his demeanor back then.

"That's quite right, Mr. Lawrence. Quirrell asked Wayne to sit down:"Before fighting, you must understand why you are fighting."..."

"Is it to survive, to defeat the enemy, or..."

The corners of Voldemort's mouth raised slightly, but then disappeared quickly and stopped talking.

Wayne looked at the little wizards who had been completely attracted by what Voldemort said, and felt very subtle.

What do they think?

Voldemort's personal disciples, all Azkaban reserves?

But one thing is for sure, Dumbledore's vision is indeed poor.

With this teaching level, my application for Defense Against the Dark Arts was rejected?

The things Voldemort told did not involve any specific magical knowledge, but they were extremely crucial.

It can't be compared to just learning a few magic spells.

To develop students' basic understanding of Defense Against the Dark Arts and even the use of black magic.

Tall buildings rise from the ground, and if your mentality and spirit are strong, you will get twice the result with half the effort in whatever you do.

Just as Wayne taught Hermione, with focused thinking and a clear purpose, the success rate of spellcasting will be greatly improved.

Very well said...

Even he listened. No wonder so many people followed Voldemort back then.

"If the definition of defense is clear and battle is inevitable, it is necessary to gain the initiative and suppress the enemy."

"Once you have the initiative, you can advance or retreat. If you advance, you can subdue the enemy. If you retreat, you can protect yourself."

"If you want to suppress the enemy, you must rely not only on powerful magic, but also on wisdom and experience."

"With just one look or movement, you can observe the enemy's intentions and the magic they are preparing to release...."

"......."

It wasn't until the bell rang that the lecture stopped abruptly.

Voldemort drank water calmly and assigned homework

"Two-foot essay on how to stay calm in combat and judge the enemy's movements through movement"

"get out of class is over."

The little wizards woke up from a dream, and there was thunderous applause under the podium.

Their excited shouts were enough to lift the ceiling and could be heard in classrooms far away.

"marvelous!"

"Professor, is this your true level?"

Everyone was so happy. There was no magic spell in the whole class, but they learned something more precious than the magic spell.

The only thing that made them sad was the two-foot paper....Are you sure this isn't killing them?

Converted, that’s 60 centimeters!

They walked out of the classroom still unsatisfied. Some students were already looking forward to the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Mr. Lawrence, please stay."

Wayne was walking among the crowd, but was suddenly stopped.

The little badgers thought that because of the previous complaint, Quirrell wanted to settle accounts with Wayne, and protected him.

This class was very good, but Little badgers will never abandon their friends

"Do not misunderstand. Quirrell also guessed what they were thinking:"I just have something I want to talk to Lawrence about."

Wayne also advised:"It's okay, Professor Quirrell won't do anything to me.""

That's what he said, but the wand was already in his hand in the wide sleeve robe, and the dynamic perception was quietly activated.

As long as Voldemort dared to take action, he would definitely react immediately.

An old Voldemort with residual blood, Wayne I will treat them with caution, but I will never be afraid.

After hearing what Wayne said, everyone had no choice but to leave.

Soon, only Wayne and Quirrell were left in the classroom.

"Lawrence, although I didn’t teach specific magic spells in this class, it can barely be called qualified. Quirrell

's attitude was very gentle,"I wonder if you can give me some phoenix tears. My curse is not completely cured yet.""

"Professor, how about I teach you the magic spell in the next class?"Wayne said with a smile.

You brat!

Sooner or later I will flatter you!

Voldemort cursed in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged as he pulled out a piece of paper.

"This is a magic I got from exploring the ruins. It's so powerful that even I haven't mastered it myself. Do you think it's enough?"

Wayne took it and looked at it.

【The Thunder Net uses lightning as threads and is woven into a net. It can not only effectively control the enemy, but also has considerable lethality after being touched. 】

When you are really sleepy, just come to the pillow.

I just drew Lord Thunder's decree yesterday, and today Voldemort sent me a thunder spell.

Wayne put away the curse with a smile.

"Then thank you, professor."

Wayne will not learn rashly. He is going to let Dumbledore inspect the goods first.

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with the spell, but who knows what pit Voldemort has buried in it. His strength is not what it used to be, but in terms of magical attainments , Voldemort can be said to be far ahead.

After receiving the benefits, Wayne also happily gave up his tears.

Quirrell quickly took it, fearing that Wayne would regret it, but his expression soon changed.

"Aren't these the tears of your phoenix?"

"no."Wen said happily:"Recently, my Phoenix King got trachoma and can't shed tears."

"These are Fox’s tears. They are both phoenixes. There should be no difference, right?"

From the beginning to the end, Wayne never thought of giving King Phoenix's tears to Voldemort.

Recently, Fox has become King Phoenix's younger brother. It's not too easy to ask him for some tears.

God, Phoenix has trachoma.

Why don't you tell your family? Has Phoenix gotten angry recently?

Voldemort gritted his teeth, fearing that he could not help but pull out his wand and give Wayne two melons to gnaw on

"professor. Wayne observed him,"Looking at you, you don't seem satisfied?""

"Why don't you return your tears to me, and when King Feng recovers, I'll help you collect some." (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"No...No."Voldemort took a deep breath. If he goes back, who knows how long Wayne can delay it.

By then, even Fox's tears won't be able to fall.

"Just use it like this for now. If your phoenix is ​​good, it won't be too late to trade with me. I have other high-level magics."

Voldemort could only continue to lure, and Wayne nodded.

Without leaving in a hurry, he asked a few more questions.[]

While Voldemort is here, how can I wait until now if I don't pluck out the wool?

Fifteen minutes later, Wayne left the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with satisfaction and came to the auditorium to eat.

When he sat down, a line of words appeared on the plate out of thin air.

"Lawrence, would you mind drinking tea with a lonely old man? I will be waiting for you in the office after class."

The handwriting slowly disappeared after Wayne read it twice, as if it had never appeared.

Looking up, Dumbledore at the guest of honor winked at him mischievously. Wayne understood and nodded gently.

He didn't know what the old man was saying. What kind of medicine was sold in Deng Hulu was so mysterious.

Wayne still agreed. Originally, he was going to take Qiu and Hermione to the edge of the Forbidden Forest to see the biting cabbage.

This time he had to postpone it for a while.

After dinner , after talking to the two girls, they were very envious.

They had afternoon tea with the principal. Apart from Wayne, they didn’t know who else had such an honor.

"You just think too highly of Dumbledore. Wayne smiled and said:"Calm down a little. He is just a lively old man's son.""

Qiu rolled his eyes.

That's Dumbledore, the great wizard who appears in various textbooks and historical records.

He is the greatest white wizard in this century.

Who can treat it with a normal heart?

Potions class in the afternoon.

Si Snape arranged the content of this class with a gloomy face.

In the morning, Gryffindor's points were finally cleared, but Snape's anger still had not been completely vented.

When he saw Wayne, he would think of this What the boy said to encourage Dumbledore in the principal's office

"The materials are placed in the wrong order, five points deducted from Hufflepuff!"

Ven said nonchalantly that Toad Bile and Puffy Fluff had changed places.

Point deductions are bonus points. He wished Snape would be cruel and deduct hundreds of points from him.

"Lawrence."Snape said in a voice that could only belong to the two of them:

"You gave the Phoenix King's tears to Quirrell?"

He only found out what happened in the morning by eavesdropping on the little badgers chatting before class.

Wayne blinked with an innocent expression:"Feng Wang recently got trachoma, so I gave him Fox's."

"puff!"

Snape couldn't help laughing. Hannah thought she heard wrongly and looked up at him in surprise.

"Look at what I'm doing, look at the crucible!"

"Lawrence, watch your tongue, five points from Hufflepuff!"

Snape changed his face at the speed of light. After reprimanding him, he walked away to another place. Hannah was speechless. Wayne quickly comforted her and then raised his middle finger to Snape's back.

After deducting 20 points, Wayne did not waste any time. Go straight to the principal's office on the eighth floor

"lemon..."

Before the password was finished, the gargoyle stone beast gave way to the passage:

"Go away quickly, go away quickly, I don’t want to see you"

"I almost died from the letter two days ago!"

Wayne smiled and patted his dog's head, and walked into the office.

The dessert tower was already placed on the desk, and the exquisite teacups were steaming.

"professor."

Wayne was not polite. He sat directly opposite Dumbledore and said hello. He took a bite of the cheesecake and drank a sip of black tea. It was very comfortable.

Dumbledore's eyes were full of smiles and he watched Wayne enjoy it. Food.

He also enjoys the feeling of getting along with students like this.

It’s just that everyone respects him a little too much and seems particularly reserved in front of him.

Only Wayne really treats him as an ordinary old man.

A piece of cake, a cup After drinking black tea, Wayne also regained a lot of energy.

"Professor, why did you ask me to come?"

He also knew in his heart that this was definitely not a simple afternoon tea.

"Oh, right."Wayne slapped his head and then said,"Please wait for your business. This is the spell that Professor Quirrell gave me in the morning. I can't understand it. Can you help me look at it?"

Wayne made a random excuse. Anyway, he couldn't be the one to see that there was something wrong with Quirrell.

And after hearing his words, Dumbledore also straightened up and looked at the spell recorded on the parchment.

After about ten minutes, he Suddenly he picked up the wand beside him and muttered a spell.

Ziya!

A small thunder net appeared in the air and quickly dissipated. Only then did

Dumbledore return the parchment to Wayne with a smile.

There was no problem with this spell.

"A good spell. There are very few thunder spells in existence. Quirrell should have found it from some ruins."

"With your talent, you can get started quickly."

Then, Dumbledore explained his understanding and some techniques.

Wayne listened very carefully. As expected of Dumbledore, he figured out many ways in such a short time.

Wayne also quickly successfully released the spell.

In order to keep a trump card, he also deliberately suppressed Lord Thunder's decree.

Even so, it was enough for Dumbledore to be amazed.

"Mr. Lawrence, you are the most outstanding student I have ever seen, and perhaps the most outstanding student the school has ever had."

This sentence was once used by him to evaluate Voldemort, but in front of Wayne, Voldemort seemed to be eclipsed.

"Professor, you are honored. Wayne lowered his head shyly:"At least compared to you, I'm still far behind.""

In terms of white magic, Wayne is confident that his talent has surpassed Lao Deng.

But in terms of black magic,...

The old man in front of him is not the kind of wizard who only knows white magic. His talent for black magic is not inferior to white magic.

This is the master of dark magic recognized by the first Dark Lord Grindelwald.

There was a business exchange, and while Dumbledore was in a good mood, Wayne asked a lot of questions.

Voldemort tutored me in the morning, and Dumbledore started cooking in the afternoon.

Two demon king-level teachers, Wayne was like a hungry sponge, absorbing their knowledge and experience.

After a full class period, he remembered that Hermione and Qiu were still waiting for him, so he took the initiative to bring the topic back on track.

"Is such that."

Dumbledore talked about the reason why he asked Wayne to come.

"You gave me some of Phoenix King's feathers before, which are very different from Fox's."

"I'm no expert on magical beasts, so I sent one to an old friend of mine"

"He has considerable research on magical animals, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him the best."

"I received a reply today, and he was very surprised. He also wrote a letter to you and asked me to deliver it to you."

Dumbledore said, placing a letter in front of Wayne.

After listening to his story, even though he didn't say the name,

Wayne guessed who the old friend he was talking about was.

Pokémon Master.

Ah!

Fantastic beast expert, legend of Hufflepuff House, the man hated by the first Dark Lord.

Newt Scamander!.