Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

There are only three people in the world who dare yell at Dumbledore.

The first was his brother, Aberforth Dumbledore, owner of the Hog's Head pub.

The other is Harry, the savior who is fearless and dares to scold anyone when pushed.

The last one is Snape.

The relationship between him and Dumbledore is very delicate.

Snape usually obeys Dumbledore's orders, has also joined the Order of the Phoenix, and is even Lao Deng's most trusted person.

But he is not considered Dumbledore's subordinate.

The two are just in a cooperative relationship.

They are the people in the world who want Voldemort to die the most and are willing to pay the price with their lives.

The strong interest relationship and the identity of Potions Master meant that Snape was not actually Dumbledore.

Seeing that Snape could explode at any time, Wayne actually wanted to stay and watch the show.

It's best if Snape commits the crime and the two start fighting.

But the eyes of both men express the same meaning.

Please give up the space politely.

Wayne had no choice but to shrug helplessly and walked out of the principal's office.

Before leaving, Dumbledore gave another gift.

"By the way, Lawrence, you have worked hard tonight. You can have a day off tomorrow. If you need it, go find Madam Pomfrey."

"Thank you, principal." Wayne waved his hand without looking back.

After confirming that Wayne was really gone, Snape stared at Dumbledore.

"As you said before... Quirrell is not a threat.

"Obviously I was wrong, Severus." Dumbledore calmly brought Fawkes back to the stand.

"I'm not a god, and I can't possibly have all the information."

"This time it was an obvious wake-up call. I just didn't expect that Quirrell would make such a big sacrifice, and that Tom would be so...brave.

Snape's body trembled and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

Dumbledore sat back in his seat and said to himself: "No one can deny that Tom has reached an unprecedented height on the path of dark magic. He has mastered it and invented magic that even I don't know about.

"It's weird, but also very practical."

There was another moment of silence.

Snape couldn't help but ask: "What did Lawrence encounter, Quirrell, or him?"

Dumbledore reached out and motioned to the pensieve beside him.

"Go and see, Lawrence put it all in there."

Snape hesitated for a moment, then walked to the pensieve and stuck his head in.

Dumbledore just waited quietly, with great patience.

Time passed slowly, and Snape kept maintaining that posture, with his body twitching from time to time, which was a little funny.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly raised his head.

Unlike Dumbledore who was slightly solemn after reading this, Snape's face was filled with horror.

He watched the battle in just a quarter of an hour twice.

There was too much in it to scare him.

After a while, Snape came back to his senses and asked in disbelief:

"Is it really him?"

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded slightly.

"Quirrell is crazy." Snape's scalp tingled.

Thinking of what he had done to intimidate Quirrell a while ago, he was a little scared and a little proud.

How dare I threaten the Dark Lord?

Dumbledore was also feeling emotional. It was not that he had never guessed that Voldemort would possess Quirrell, but he just couldn't believe it.

I can't believe Quirrell could be so stupid.

Being bewitched by the Dark Lord is understandable, because Tom does have this ability, but he is possessed by a ghost...

Normal people know what the consequences are.

Quirrell was using his life, magic power, and even his soul to support Voldemort.

Especially with the battle just now, I'm afraid it won't be long before he doesn't have to do anything and Quirrell will be devoured and embrace death.

Snape, who had lowered his head to digest the facts, suddenly raised his head: "Is that Lawrence... really the patron saint?"

Dumbledore nodded: "There is no doubt that such a powerful and positive energy can only be achieved by the Patron Saint.

"But..." Snape wanted to know whose patron saint had such abnormal combat power.

But in the end it turned into one sentence: "Little monster."

"Severus, we should be happy for our students' achievements" Dumbledore smiled and comforted: "There are always some people who are favored by magic itself, such as Andros and Merlin in ancient times, or you in modern times." "

"When it comes to potions, you are also someone others want to look up to.

It was okay if I didn't say it, but Snape became even more depressed when I said it.

It’s so heartbreaking!

He didn't tell anyone that Wayne had drained his knowledge of potions dry.

With just a little experience, you can easily catch up with him or even surpass him.

It would be too embarrassing to tell.

He recalled the competition between the two last semester. At that time, Wayne's fighting ability was already astonishing.

But compared to what he remembered...he should really be grateful to the other party for not killing him.

"Keep an eye on Harry," Dumbledore said. "I will keep an eye on Quirrell myself if he comes back safe.

Snape left without saying a word.

The next morning.

Gryffindor dormitory.

After Neville, Seamus, and Dean Thomas woke up, they found that Harry and Ronald had not returned after being locked up.

It's the same situation over at Slytherin.

After a hurried search, I got the news from the two deans. All three of them were lying in the infirmary.

This time it was completely blown away.

It was just a confinement, but the person was actually sent to the infirmary. What happened last night?

The little wizards were very curious, but there was only so much time in the morning, and they could only go to the infirmary at noon.

The little badgers of Hufflepuff also discovered that Wayne did not come to class. Toby said that he saw a note left by Wayne in the morning, but no one was there.

No one noticed that Qiu and Hermione had stern faces and bad moods throughout the morning.

After two classes, many people rushed to the school doctor's office without even eating.

It's a pity that they forgot that this is Madam Pomfrey's territory.

A group of people rushed over, but they were all frightened away by Madam Pomfrey's eyes.

"Only three people can enter, three from each college."

Madam Pomfrey stipulated that the three of them were fine physically, but suffered a greater psychological impact.

Having someone to chat with you is also helpful for recovery, but it shouldn't be too noisy.

After some discussion, the Gryffindors still let the Weasley twins and Neville in. They were Ronald's brothers and Harry's roommates.

On the Slytherin side were Malfoy's two lackeys and Pansy Parkinson.

"Harry, Ronald, are you okay?" George and Fred rarely asked with concern without smiling faces.

"It's nothing serious." Harry forced a smile: "Why are you here?"

"I was scared to death when I didn't see you and Ronald this morning." Neville frowned and said, "What happened last night?"

Mentioning this, not only Harry Ronald, but also Malfoy's face suddenly turned pale.

In their minds, the sky-shaking flames, the indifferent green light, and finally the overwhelming white dragon appeared in their minds.

"Last night..." Harry took a deep breath and said slowly: "Last night we went to the Forbidden Forest and followed Hagrid.

"Something hurt the unicorn. We went to find the unicorn, but we saw Wayne..."

Harry slowly recounted what he had seen and heard.

Harry didn't see the whole picture. After they arrived, Voldemort quickly took over Quirrell's body and he began to get sick again.

So the whole process was told intermittently, with Ronald supplementing it on the side, and only a few people finally understood it.

His face was full of disbelief.

"Fake... it's fake." Neville stammered, "Actually... there are dark wizards who dare to come to Hogwarts, and Wayne, he..."

"What Pote said is true." Malfoy said coldly: "That man used the killing curse more than once, and Lawrence also drove him away."

George and Fred looked at each other.

Even Malfoy stood up to testify for Harry, so there was no doubt about the authenticity of the matter.

Having company around him made Ronald feel much better.

"Patron Saint, in the end Wayne used a very powerful Patron Saint." Ronald emphasized:

"That's a dragon. It's different from all the fire dragons. It's so cool."

By the end of the sentence, the envy in his eyes overflowed.

Patronus is already a very difficult magic to learn, let alone to become as powerful as Wayne.

Moreover, everyone's patron saint should actually be an ordinary animal, not a magical creature.

There was only one exception in the entire wizarding world, and that was Dumbledore.

But now there's one more, Wayne.

Although I have never seen the prototype of that dragon, it is definitely amazing.

The twins asked for some more details, and when the time finally came, Madam Pomfrey came to chase them away, and they left with unfinished business.

If the twins know it, it means the whole school knows it.

For an entire afternoon, everyone was both panicking about the appearance of the dark wizard and frantically searching for Wayne, wanting to know more.

As for Hufflepuff suddenly losing fifty points....

No one cares.

In the end, Professor McGonagall stood up and stopped everyone's chaotic behavior.

"The dark wizard appears to poach the rare magical animals in the Forbidden Forest. We will have professors patrolling the Forbidden Forest every day, so please don't try to violate school rules and break into the Forbidden Forest. That would be irresponsible for your own safety!"

At the end of the sentence, Professor McGonagall looked at the twins sternly.

It wasn't until the two of them lowered their heads in guilt that she looked away and continued:

"Mr. Lawrence was deducted 150 points for this yesterday, but because he protected his classmates and the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest, another 100 points were added."

Professor Sprout's face looked a little ugly.

This usually gentle witch was angry, not because of the deduction of points, but because Wayne actually did such a dangerous thing last night.

She, the dean, actually found out last?

"Minerva."

When Professor McGonagall sat down, Sprout asked in a low voice: "Where did Wayne go?

Professor McGonagall shook his head slightly: "I don't know either, but Dumbledore said that Mr. Lawrence is very healthy and not injured. He just needs a day of rest."

"Maybe he's the only one who knows where Wayne is."

Looking at the empty principal's seat, Sprout could only suppress the anger in his heart temporarily and wait until he found Wayne to talk to him tomorrow.

the other side.

The boy who was being remembered by everyone was currently looking up at the sky on the lawn in his suitcase.

Beside him, three unicorns were playing and playing.

After leaving Principal Dumbledore's office yesterday, Wayne did not return to the dormitory and asked Gardevoir to leave a note for Hermione and Qiu.

He ran

Go to sleep in the box and refresh yourself.

After waking up, I reviewed last night's battle twice and looked for my own shortcomings.

Only then do you have time to read the system prompts.

[Major system event: ‘Burn the Forbidden Forest’ completed, mission influence: acceptable]

[The progress of the continuous mission "Quirrell's Evil Fall" has increased, and the reward level has increased, which will be settled after the end of the school year. 】

[Big event rewards are being settled... Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 2500 points, and you have received the reward: Talent——Sudden Impact (Purple)]

[Sudden impact: After the spatial displacement, the collective increase in the power of the next spell is determined by the host's control over phantom transformation and other space magic. 】

The final score given by the system was very low, but Wayne didn't care.

He didn't deliberately set the mountain on fire. He used the fire shield to create an obstacle for Quirrell or Voldemort to escape.

There is no intentional broadening of scope.

These rewards are unexpected surprises.

With just 2,500 points, it was not a loss for fighting yesterday.

Wayne was a little confused...his patron saint, how could it be him?

Waving his wand in a circle, Wayne softly chanted a spell.

"`||ExpectoPatronum"

The silvery white mist spurted out and regrouped into the giant dragon from last night, floating quietly.

Wayne looked at it as if he were looking at himself.

It's not wrong to feel this way. The Patronus is formed by condensing his positive emotions and magic power. A skilled user can also use the Patronus as a temporary clone to convey messages.

It was this appearance that made his heart beat.

Aurian Thrall.

It also has another name.

Cast Star Dragon King.

In another world, it was Orrian who created the stars, sprinkled the seeds of light into the universe, and spread its magnificent grace over the boundless desolation.

A veritable ceiling, background board, and peak combat power.

It's a pity that such existences often live a miserable life. The Star-casting Dragon King was plotted by the giant star spirit, and his divine power was taken away and used to create god warriors, and was reduced to a nickel battery.

But even if this is the case (Qian Haozhao), Wayne still feels that he is not worthy of using Orillian as his patron saint now.

The difference between the two is really huge.

"System, is this a ghost for you?"

Wayne asked in his mind, his system is quite rigid and has no sense of autonomy, but it can sometimes answer some rules questions.

[No, the system does not provide any additional help except rewards. 】

[According to calculations, because the host has acquired the rune talent of Rune Continent, the subconscious mind has changed. All causes are the host's own doing. 】

[The image of the patron saint is determined by many factors including bloodline, mental image, and talent. 】

Runes?

Wayne frowned and spread his palms.

Two red runes and two blue runes condensed into shape.

Thunder Lord's Decree, Sudden Assault, Mana Flow Ribbon, and Water Walking.

The system didn't tell him that he hadn't realized that he had actually drawn four runes as talents.

Wayne mused.

The patron saint at the beginning is an egg, and what can be hatched depends entirely on his own conditions.

Unfortunately, he thought the egg was because King Phoenix hadn't been born yet.

Let the Dragon King be the Dragon King. With the gift of the Holy Spirit, his patron saint can also be called the Dragon King in this world.

As long as you deal with dark wizards or evil forces, the natural Holy Spirit can bring great bonuses.

After regaining his composure, Wayne drew the points awarded by the system and the ones he had before.

After three consecutive rounds, three more purple magics were harvested.

He has no chance of withdrawing money in advance.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wayne returned to the castle.

Because it was close to curfew, there was no one in the corridor.

But when he entered the common room, the little badgers who were doing their own thing suddenly stopped, and then they all rushed up and surrounded him.

Cedric was even more of a sliding tackle. Chongen showed the flexibility of a seeker and hugged Wayne's thigh, saying viciously:

"If you don't make it clear today, you won't be allowed to leave!"