Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

St. Petersburg State University thousands of miles away.

In a large classroom, the professor was giving an impassioned lecture.

"Today, we are going to learn the thoughts of a great being. Even though I am standing here to teach you a lesson, even I myself have not learned the thoughts of this great being.

When he said this, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and yearning.

"Among them, the most important is the understanding of the underlying materialist dialectics!"

"We need to understand what a two-dimensional dialectical analysis matrix is..."

The large classroom is full of students. Although the country has undergone drastic changes, it has not lasted long and people's hearts have not dispersed. Many people still yearn for the glorious era of the past.

Tom was among them. He wore black-rimmed glasses, and with his fair skin and handsome appearance, he attracted frequent glances from the female students around him.

But there is no woman in Tom's eyes, only knowledge.

After more than two months of wandering, Tom had no contact with anything related to the magical world and completely integrated himself into the Muggle world.

From the bottom of his heart, he still looked down on Muggle blood.

But Tom couldn't deny it either.

IQ and thoughts actually have nothing to do with blood. There are many idiots among wizards, maybe even more.

At least he was manipulated by a pure Muggle-born kid and almost lost his life.

Tom doesn't care about the difference in strength.

He believes in his own talent, even Master Lawrence, bah.

Even if Lawrence is equally evil, he has already seen that the boy disdains the use of black magic.

What a ridiculous insistence.

He doesn't understand the greatness of black magic at all!

He can't beat Lawrence and Dumbledore now, but he will definitely be able to in a few years.

What he has to do now is to make up for his strategic shortcomings, not against these two people, but against another him.

As proud as he is, he will never allow another Tom or another Voldemort to exist in the world.

As for Lawrence

Haha, let's continue playing childish house games with those brats.

"Ah sneeze!"

In the principal's office, Wayne suddenly sneezed.

"I'm sorry Headmaster, maybe a certain Potions professor is scolding me again." Wayne pinched his itchy nose, tossed the pot casually and continued:

"I understand what you mean."

"You can go with peace of mind. Just leave the school to me. I promise to lead Hogwarts to prosper and develop and become the best magic school in the world.'

Dumbledore: "...

No, he just felt that Professor McGonagall was a bit too rigid when facing the pressure from the Ministry of Magic, and he hoped that Wayne could help him at the critical moment.

Why do you think Wayne means this? Is he looking for help?

"Bring it here." Wayne held out his hand.

"What?" Dumbledore looked at him doubtfully: "What reward do you want?"

"I didn't ask for payment." Wayne looked at him with the same doubt: "Polyjuice potion, you can't let me pay for it out of my own pocket, right?"

"Besides, I don't have much inventory on hand."

"I haven't learned the human body transformation technique yet, so there may be some flaws. Polyjuice is the safest method."

"No, I didn't mean that..." Dumbledore was speechless, but he quickly noticed the blind spot:

"No, when did you learn the human body transformation technique?!"

This is Grindelwald's unique skill. Although Wayne showed interest last time, Grindelwald didn't teach him.

"You don't know?" Wayne was even more surprised than Dumbledore: "I was bored during the summer vacation, so I went to have dinner with Grindelwald twice, and he taught me things when he was happy.

"I thought you would mention it when you wrote."

Dumbledore covered his chest without leaving a trace.

This little thing jumps really fast.

Every time I chat with Wayne, he always gets a different surprise.

Dumbledore was afraid that one day he would not be able to bear it any longer and would embark on another great adventure before the great task of eliminating demons was completed.

"Wayne..." Dumbledore smiled bitterly and even changed his title: "Do you know that if the Ministry of Magic discovers that you are looking for Grindelwald, no country in Europe will be able to tolerate you."

"Thank you for your concern." Wayne showed a hearty smile: "I guarantee that there will be no living people... No, no one can find it. Although Professor Lockhart is not good at other things, the Forgetting Curse is really powerful."

"I learned a lot of useful knowledge from him."

"As long as you know what's going on." Dumbledore was tired and didn't want to worry about this guy anymore.

If you want to go, go ahead. Grindelwald's methods can't fool Wayne anyway. This guy is a very clever guy.

"Wayne, I'm not asking you to pretend to be me and appear in school." Dumbledore continued: "I will inform Professor McGonagall. If it is something related to the Ministry of Magic, she will discuss it with you."

"That's it." Wayne's expression dropped visibly, "I thought you wanted me to take your place for a while."

"It hasn't come to that yet." Dumbledore's eyebrows twitched.

If Wayne were to impersonate him for a while...

When he comes back, whether the school will still be there or not will be a question.

Or has the name changed to Lawrence Technical Institute?

He didn't dare to gamble anyway.

"Okay, I understand." Wayne curled his lips, "Do you have anything else? If nothing else, I'll go to class."

"Go ahead."

Dumbledore watched Wayne leave. After thinking about it, he was still a little worried.

He took out another roll of parchment and started writing a letter to Grindelwald.

Warn him that proper discussion of magic is fine, but don't say anything strange.

There are already two Toms in the wizarding world who are secretly stirring up trouble. If Wayne is also led astray, the world will be overthrown as soon as possible.

When Wayne arrived at Greenhouse No. 2, he was halfway through two consecutive classes.

Professor Sprout didn't say much, just smiled and asked him to find a place casually.

Coming to Norman and Toby, Wayne looked at the little thing in front of him: "Is this class about Bubble Pods?"

"Yeah, come on, help me." Norman asked Wayne to hold the flower pot and cut off the bubble pods on it, while Toby caught it with a wooden bucket filled with nutrient solution.

Bubble pods are chubby pink pods filled with shiny beans.

These beans bloom as soon as they come into contact with solid matter, so they must be coated with a flowing liquid before being stored.

Ronald accidentally knocked down a few beans, and several huge flowers immediately appeared on the ground. The room was filled with fragrance, but Professor Sprout was a little unhappy.

"Weasley, please be gentler."

"Sorry, Professor." Ronald's nose turned red with embarrassment.

Harry was also a little embarrassed.

If he hadn't told Ronald about the nightmare he had last night, Yin En wouldn't have been distracted.

Squatting down and continuing to deal with the Bubble Pods, Ronald whispered: "That was just a simple dream. How could you go to college in a Muggle school?"

"Even if you don't come to Hogwarts, you're not old enough."

"I know." Harry nodded and replied in a low voice: "But it's so true, I even remember the content, what it's called "Methodology"."

"I haven't heard of it." Ronald shook his head like a rattle: "I feel that the influence of the dementors on you has not disappeared. Today, with the brooch made by Wayne, you should be able to sleep well." 1

"Maybe." Harry didn't object.

After putting on the brooch, he did feel much better.

It's a ten-galleons customized model, and it's very powerful.

After two classes, everyone handed the collected bubble pods to Professor Sprout and walked out of the classroom.

The large army rushed towards the auditorium, but on the way, a few young wizards walked out of the castle and walked towards the door.

"Thomas, do we really want to go?" Seamus asked uneasily, but he still followed Dean Thomas honestly.

There were several people nearby, including Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

There was a look of both nervousness and expectation on his face.

In the third grade, I have completely entered puberty. It is not only my hormones that are agitated, but also the death-seeking gene hidden deep in my heart.

Armed with sharp weapons, murderous intentions arose.

Each of them got a brooch and are feeling good now.

If you spend so much money and don't test it, you always feel like you're at a loss.

So several like-minded young wizards got together and prepared to find trouble with the dementors.

"Just give it a try. If it doesn't work, we'll turn around and run away. The dementors won't dare to enter the school. When we get back, we'll find Wayne for an explanation."

"If it works... Jie Jie Jie!"

Dean Thomas laughed sinisterly.

On the Hogwarts Express, although he was not as embarrassed as Harry and fainted, his pants were also wet, but luckily no one noticed.

But Dean Thomas always remembered.

Today is just to save face.

Several people came to a side door of Hogwarts, which led to a vegetable garden. Almost no one except Hagrid knew how to use it, but there were still two dedicated Dementors guarding it.

Before they even got close, just by seeing the two black-robed hooded figures, several people felt the temperature drop.

But soon, this feeling disappeared, and the brooch on the robe emitted a faint silver light, which not only dispelled the cold [but also dispelled the dark instinct fear of several people facing the dementors.

"As expected of Wayne, come closer!" McMillan called out, passing Dean Thomas at the front and rushing toward the Dementors.

"Chuck~hiss!"

The dementors also noticed them, but made no move.

They have been warned by the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore, but now they have no courage to enter the school and suck the happiness out of the little wizard's body.

The main reason is that I'm not hungry enough. After all, I came here full from Azkaban.

Calling twice is a warning to these small nets not to come closer.

However, the little wizard who originally saw how far they ran was uncharacteristically this time and rushed over excitedly.

The closer they got, the brighter the badges on their chests became, and the dementors also noticed something was wrong.

"Hoo~!"

"Hoo~!"

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know, but I feel great now.

"Yes, get them!"

Seamus, who was timid just now, roared and rushed forward, making the Dementors and other monsters dumbfounded.

Are these little wizards here to cause trouble?!

They have always bullied wizards, but when did they become ignored and bullied to the point of being bullied?

The two dementors also became angry and floated towards Seamo and others.

When the distance was only two meters, almost at the same time, the brooch in front of Simo and others bloomed with dazzling light, which was extremely clear even in the daytime.

Then, the white light gathered into a star ring surrounding them.

Seeing this circle of stars, the dementors retreated desperately as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

It seems that they cannot be gathered into an entity, but the positive energy contained in them has exceeded the limit.

Less physical patron saint.

Of course the Dementors are afraid!

"Hahahaha! Today is your day too!" Seamus, Thomas and the others laughed wildly.

Relying on the existence of the star ring, it drove two dementors to run around.

"We should really call Colin here and take pictures of our bravery!" Thomas shouted with some pity, and inadvertently let the blocked Dementor slip away.

"It's okay. Come back next time and have fun today!" McMillan replied excitedly.

At this moment, the color of the star ring gradually dimmed, and the white light flickered. After each breath, it became three points weaker than before, and soon it became too thin to be detected.

The coldness hit again, all kinds of unpleasant memories immediately came to mind, and the faces of several people froze.

Smiles don't disappear, they just move.

It's just that they can't see it.

Now it was the Dementor's turn to laugh 993!

"So short?!" Thomas's hands and feet were cold, especially his pants...

"Run!" Justin Finch-Fletchley's legs and feet were the slowest and hung at the back, so he was least affected.

After he finished shouting, Thomas and the others realized what they were doing. They saw that the Dementor was no longer running away, but floating towards them, rolling and crawling, and running towards the castle without looking back.

Their cries can still be faintly heard.

Half an hour later, Professor McGonagall's office.

"Crazy, you are all crazy!"

The older cat girl's angry roar passed through the door panel, and even the students gathered outside could hear it. They were so frightened that they hurriedly moved away to avoid being splashed with blood.

"Relying on the protective props, you actually provoked the dementors and even led the dementors to the castle! Why don't you go to heaven!"

McGonagall covered her head. Thinking of the scene just now, her brain felt dizzy.

Several young wizards ran as hard as they could, with the dementors chasing after them desperately. If Professor Flitwick hadn't saved them, they would have been caught up soon.

She couldn't even imagine what would happen at that time.

At first, I thought it was the dementors who broke the rules and broke into the school without permission. Professor McGonagall was furious and was about to write a letter to the Ministry of Magic. But after learning about the actual situation, she knew that she

It’s time to write a letter to your parents!

"Each person will receive one demerit and be locked up for a month. Points will be deducted...all of the colleges will be deducted!"

Professor McGonagall originally wanted to deduct 50 points from each person, but as he spoke, he remembered that it was just the beginning of the semester and there were no points at all, so he changed his tune temporarily.

"Not only that, your parents also need to come to the school!"

When they heard that their parents were being called, the few people with haggard heads were frightened.

"Professor McGonagall." Dean Thomas begged: "We accept your other punishments, can you please stop calling parents... ah

If his family knew that he had caused such a big trouble, he would definitely not be able to escape a severe beating.

"This is to inform you, not to discuss!" Professor McGonagall glared at a few people who wanted to say something else, and pointed at the door: "Now, report to the school doctor's office immediately, and see Phil in the evening

Mr. Qi!"

The reason why she was so angry was because a few young wizards didn't take their own lives seriously and dared to provoke the dementors.

They must be taught a lesson!

After several people walked out of the office dejectedly, Professor McGonagall slumped down in his chair, picked up the small medicine bottle next to him, and skillfully poured a few pills into his mouth.

As soon as Dumbledore left, such a vicious incident happened.

Fortunately, there was no big problem, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain it.

Thinking of what a few people had said just now, that many young wizards had also purchased Lawrence's brooch, McGonagall hurriedly added another rule to the school rules.

"Don't mess with the Dementors!"

Therefore, there are often even more outrageous reasons hidden behind those school rules that seem unbelievable.

At the same time, Wayne, who was sleeping in the History of Magic class, suddenly woke up.

A confused look on his face. .