Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

In the History of Magic class, Cuthbert Binns used his usual hypnotic tone to tell the history of the goblin rebellion.

From first grade, little wizards have begun to learn about the history of the goblin rebellion.

But since goblins have always been dishonest in history, there is still relevant content even in fifth grade.

It takes up almost one-third of the entire History of Magic course.

Today Cuthbert Binns is talking about whether the wand legislation in the seventeenth century curbed the goblin rebellion.

Since this decree, it has become clear that goblins and other intelligent creatures are not allowed to possess wands, which has effectively curbed the scale of the goblin rebellion, but the number has increased instead of falling.

Overall, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Cuthbert Binns' analysis was very objective, but it was a pity that few students could hear it. Two-thirds of the class was asleep, and the other third was brewing, and their heads were pounding bit by bit.

Wayne also fell asleep when he touched the table, but the system prompt woke him up.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the big event ‘The Mystery of the Wizarding World’s Population’. Completion Level: Yes. The reward is an attribute gift pack. 】

deja vu feeling

How could he complete a big event quietly?

The mystery of the wizarding world's population....

What do you mean?

I don’t know how to explain the rubbish system clearly, so I have to let him guess by himself.

"Open the gift bag."

Wayne muttered to himself indifferently, the gift package directly gave 500 points, it was really the worst gift package ever, and the completion level was also the lowest.

But something is better than nothing.

For the rest of the day, Wayne was not in the mood to sleep. He was just thinking about what he had done recently that could create a big event.

But until the end of get out of class, I couldn't figure out the reason. I only found out what happened when I heard the discussions of other little wizards in the auditorium.

Wayne fell silent.

He asked why there were several people missing from the History of Magic class...

Love is for big things.

At the same time, he also understood the system's naming of this major event. This was really seeking death.

How did their brain circuits grow to actually think of actively provoking dementors?

"Professor McGonagall's voice was so loud just now that it could be heard clearly outside the door." A girl who witnessed the whole process showed a frightened expression and put her hands on her chest.

"I have never seen Professor McGonagall so angry. Even when Potter deducted a lot of points before, she was never like this."

Harry, who was eating melon silently on the side: "………………"

Thank you for thinking of me at this time.

"Where are Seamus and the others now?" Wayne asked curiously.

"The school doctor's office, or Filch's office?" The girl asked uncertainly: "Then I had to go to class and I didn't hear clearly.

"Lawrence!" Percy walked over, "Professor McGonagall is looking for you. Go to her office quickly."

"I see."

Wayne had expected this when he learned about the deeds of these idiots, and walked out of the auditorium without any surprises.

"Mr. Lawrence, take a look."

Seeing Wayne, Professor McGonagall handed him a letter.

Although he was confused and puzzled as to why Dumbledore would make such an arrangement, Professor McGonagall still followed his instructions and consulted Wayne on matters related to the Ministry of Magic.

Wayne read it quickly.

There wasn't much in the letter, it was just a warning to the school to restrain the little wizard and not to cause trouble with the dementors again.

"That's too much!" Wayne said angrily.

"Indeed." Professor McGonagall nodded: "I have already punished Mr. Finnigan and the others, and their parents will come to school tomorrow."

"Professor, you misunderstood." Wayne shook his head: "I mean the Ministry of Magic has gone too far. This is an internal matter within our school. When will it be their turn to dictate.

Professor McGonagall looked at him with wide eyes.

Are you serious?

We are being unreasonable this time!

"Professor, this is obviously an obedience test." Wei said in a serious tone, "Xi and Tistin were sent by Principal Dumbledore to test whether the dementors are honest."

"The result was obviously very disappointing to us. The little wizard simply played with them for a while, and the dementors forgot the ban and entered the school without permission.

"We haven't even asked the Ministry of Magic yet. How dare they complain first?"

Professor McGonagall's eyes flashed with confusion.

Is that so?

No, her eyes immediately returned to clarity, "Mr. Lawrence, do you believe this reason?"

I was almost fooled by this kid.

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, what's important is that this is the fact." Wayne emphasized: "You should write a letter of condemnation to the Ministry of Magic now and ask them to restrain the dementors."

"Even if everyone made a mistake, they should be punished, but this is an internal matter within our school and has nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic."

Professor McGonagall understood what Wayne meant.

After pondering for a moment, Professor McGonagall gritted his teeth and agreed, "I understand. Let's handle the matter as you say."

Wayne smiled.

Although Professor McGonagall is usually very strict with the little wizards, she is the one who protects everyone the most.

At the same time, McGonagall also understood why Dumbledore would give such an important task to a young wizard.

Wayne's solution was indeed much better than she thought.

"By the way, that brooch." McGonagall thought of something and said.

"Professor, it's not my fault." Wayne quickly shook his head like a rattle.

"I sell brooches for everyone's benefit. As for other ways they have developed, it has nothing to do with me."

"I don't blame you." Professor McGonagall couldn't help but smile: "I just want to say that it was done well. At least with your brooch, the fear caused by the dementors to the students has dissipated a lot.

"Hufflepuff adds twenty points, okay, let's go eat."

"Thank you, Professor." Wayne smiled shyly and left the office.

In just one meal, the story of Simo and others spread like the wind.

The Gryffindor table was in a state of revelry.

Take the initiative to provoke the Dementors!

This kind of behavior, in their opinion, is almost representative of warriors, and it is so cool.

As for the few points deducted, what does it mean that school has just started?

They are confident of catching up from behind.

Many people were regretting why Simo and the others didn't call for more people when they went there. They also wanted to try.

On the Hufflepuff side, everyone is more worried about the safety of Justin and McMillan.

It wasn't until several classmates visited them in the school doctor's office as representatives that the little badgers felt relieved.

The biggest beneficiary is Wayne.

These guys are simply using their lives to advertise for him. They can chase the dementors away with just a brooch. Is there any more intuitive effect than this?

Within a short time of eating, many people came to Wayne to buy brooches. He asked Cedric to help him make statistics on the total demand.

At ten o'clock, the students yawned and came to the astronomy tower. They were so cold as soon as they arrived on the rooftop.

The late night in September was already very chilly, and many people tightened their robes. Wayne thoughtfully helped Hermione apply a thermostat charm.

"Thank you." The little witch showed a big smile.

Although she now knows how to do this spell herself, Hermione enjoys the feeling of being cared for by Wayne.

"Let's go, finish drawing the star map and go back." Holding the girl's hand, the two of them came to the corner of the rooftop to find a brass telescope.

Since receiving the inheritance from the Star-casting Dragon King, Wayne's understanding of astrology and star paths has skyrocketed.

After Hermione had just determined the brightness and relative coordinates of a star, he had already drawn it completely.

"Why are you so fast?" Hermione looked at the standard star map in surprise.

"I can still be faster." Wayne said proudly: "It's just the stars, I'm the most familiar with them."

"Exactly." Hermione snorted unconvinced, "Why are you so proud? You still have to stay here with me after you finish the painting."

"Why don't you go back at night?" Wayne asked softly, looking at the stars in the sky. [013703413 Feilu 200522500]

"No." Hermione blushed, "Lavender and Parvati will know.

"No, just give them two drops of Life and Death Water." Wayne said nonchalantly, "Anyway, you get up early every day, so they won't notice."

"You want me to drug my roommate?" Hermione was surprised and shook her head quickly: "No, no.

"How can this be called medicine? This is to help them enter deep sleep."

"Don't worry, there are no side effects." Wayne took Hermione's little hand and persuaded her. He had the absolute right to say in this regard.

If you don’t believe it, look at Norman and Toby. They sleep deeply for eight hours a day. They are so energetic during the day that they can’t even fall asleep in the History of Magic class.

Finally, under Wayne's persistence, Hermione finally agreed, but she did not agree to use the Life and Death Water. Instead, she had to wait until the other roommates fell asleep and let Gardevoir pick her up.

Wayne didn't say anything else, as long as people came out.

From this third year, Hermione is getting better and better, so he needs to have a good check-up.

the next day.

Feeling refreshed, Wayne pulled Hermione out of the Forbidden Forest, and his son was put away.

There is a fragrant and soft pillow, which makes sleeping comfortable.

When they returned to the castle, they happened to encounter a few adults who were talking to Professor McGonagall. The expressions on those adults were extremely exciting, and they seemed to be forcibly suppressing their anger.

The two looked at each other and guessed the identities of these people.

Sure enough, not long after, mixed screams came from the school doctor's office, especially Dean Thomas's scream, which was the loudest. Professor McGonagall specifically emphasized that he was the mastermind.

What's more important is that everyone else only came with one parent, but Thomas's parents all came.

Facing the mixed doubles, Thomas shed tears of regret.

If he had known that the consequences would be so serious, he would never have gone to trouble the Dementors!

The little wizards who were watching the show outside were frightened when they heard it, but they were reluctant to leave. They didn't rush to their classrooms until class was about to begin.

Wayne almost entered the Potions classroom with Snape.

"For being late for class, Hufflepuff will deduct five points."

Without even looking at Wayne, Snape waved his wand, lowered all the curtains, and strode to the podium.

The classroom was extremely quiet. Everyone knew that Snape was in a flammable and explosive state after school started. If he met a dog on the road, he would have to curse him before leaving. No one dared to touch his bad luck.

"Children of the Beach."

Wayne mouthed Snape's back.

Now Snape also found a way to deal with Wayne.

Although the deduction of points wouldn't make Wayne uncomfortable, Snape felt good about it.

"Turn the book to page three hundred and sixty-one." Without any nonsense, the book in front of Snape moved without any movement. He pulled down a curtain, and all the required materials and processes were printed on it.

"Shrinking potion, you are already in third grade, don't tell me such a simple potion

None of it can be completed in one class. " Snape said coldly: ".々Before get out of class ends, I will randomly select a lucky little wizard and give it to your pet to drink.

of potions. "I

"Now, go get the materials."

Everyone started to move immediately, including daisies, figs, scarabs, narcissus roots, and frog brains.

Snape was right. This potion was indeed not difficult for a third-year wizard. It only used five ingredients.

But the premise is that there is no old bat staring cynically from behind.

"Patil, I asked you to cut the daisy into one centimeter length. Why don't you use a ruler to measure it?"

"Sherlock, scarab powder, do you know the definition of powder? Grind it for another ten minutes!"

The disgusting long tail sound, the language like a poisonous snake, and under the strong pressure, many young wizards made low-level mistakes, and Snape scolded them.

Wayne prepared his portion as quickly as possible and raised his hand.

"Professor, I'm done."

"So what if it's done?" Snape wanted to ridicule, but when he saw the wand on the table, he felt that he should be gentler with the students.

"Keep quiet when you're done and don't disturb anyone else."

After saying that, Snape ran to the other side.

At the end of get out of class, he drank a shrinking potion for a cat owned by a Ravenclaw girl, and it immediately turned into a kitten. The girls looked at it with stars in their eyes.

Snape shook his head and left the classroom without saying a word, seeming very regretful.

"Did he eat something unclean?" Norman was still complaining after leaving the classroom: "Everyone he meets has to take a bite.'

"Probably Potter provoked him again." Toby guessed.

"Gryffindor and Slytherin's Potions class should be tomorrow, right?" Norman was a little unconvinced, "Snape started on the day of the school dinner, and it shouldn't have anything to do with Potter.

Tie. "

"Professor Lupin." Susan, who had been listening, interrupted: "Have you forgotten that when Professor Lupin was introduced, Snape's expression almost ate him up?

"Is there any grudge between these two people?".

Suddenly, everyone's attention was diverted. They were more interested in these gossips than Snape's occasional illnesses.

Wayne ignored everyone's comments, walked a few steps quickly, came to a deserted place, and summoned Gardevoir.

The next class was a divination class, and he almost traveled through the entire castle (for Zhao). He found it troublesome and asked Gardevoir to take him there.

Professor McGonagall's evaluation of Trelawney has influenced some people, but there are also people who don't believe it.

Except for Hermione, most of the girls think Professor Trelawney is really capable because she perfectly meets everyone's expectations of a teacher.

Mysterious, weird, and ethereal.

“I decided to drop this course and take other electives.

After class, Hermione finally couldn't help it anymore, "She is a complete liar. Her language has no reason. She just casually mentioned several possibilities and fascinated everyone.

reverse. "

"Okay." Wayne rubbed the girl's little head: "Since you can't learn divination, how about trying arithmetic divination?"

"At least arithmetic divination is well-founded."

"What about Muggle Studies?" Hermione became indecisive at this point and wanted Wayne to help her make the decision.

"Arithmetic is better. Muggle studies are really useless. After learning it, I'm afraid you will be misled."

He flipped through some books about wizards' views on Muggles, and the views in them were simply subversive.

For example, in the eyes of wizards, Muggles' favorite sport is childbirth...

Because of this, there are so many more Muggles than wizards.

Simply outrageous.

"Okay." Hermione accepted Wayne's suggestion.

Before dinner in the afternoon, she happily came to Wayne and Qiu: "Professor McGonagall has helped me change courses, and she agrees with my decision."

"It's just that I need to buy a textbook on arithmetic and divination quickly."

"No need to buy it, I have last year's textbook here." Qiu said with a smile: "The arithmetic divination textbook has not been updated, you can just use it."

"Thank you, Qiu." Hermione beamed and gave Qiu a hug.

At this time, a small and sudden exclamation came out.

"Blake has been found!"

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