Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

In the comfortable room, the deans were chatting with the guests.

Except Snape.

Slytherin became the last one, and Snape was in no mood to act as the atmosphere group here.

Seeing Dumbledore and Wayne arriving, Langoshack smiled and said:

"Thank you for sending today's protagonist here, Dumbledore, you can leave now."

The smile on Lao Deng's face froze.

"Yes, Albus, please leave quickly." Bathilda Bagshot also shouted:

"If it were another time, we would be happy to chat with you, but now, no, it would be better for us not to meet during the entire summer vacation, unless you find a suitable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

There were bursts of chuckles in the room.

Dumbledore was unusually embarrassed.

The fact that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was born young is quite notorious.

Dumbledore, who usually has connections all over the world, also became the most unpopular person during the summer vacation.

Many people even deliberately stayed in the UK to avoid him.

No one wants to be targeted by him and become the next victim.

This class is so weird.

Dumbledore was choked and couldn't say a word to retort, so he could only smile.

"In front of the students, please save some face for me."

Looking at Wayne who was snickering, Dumbledore felt helpless. Bathilda teased: "Don't worry, we will talk more about your glorious deeds later."

Lao Deng couldn't defeat her and could only retreat.

"Sit down, little one." Miranda waved, and Wayne obediently sat in the empty seat on Newt's right.

Except for Fudge, several guests looked at Wayne with interest. Miranda said:

"Mr. Scamander told us what you did, and I can't believe you've only been in school four months.

"Such a big thing should have been disclosed to us earlier." Professor Flitwick said dissatisfied:

"If it hadn't been for today's ceremony, would you have kept hiding it?"

Professor Sprout also nodded in agreement. His Lawrence was very good, but he was a bit too busy and was not idle during the holidays.

The few people here, except for Fudge and Bones, can all be regarded as masters of the academic world.

The topics they talked about were naturally academic.

They couldn't get a word in, but the two of them still listened with smiles on their faces.

Bones was fine and had been very quiet, but Fudge was a bit annoying, often making inappropriate exclamations and compliments.

Each of these people counts, even if they do not hold important positions in the Ministry of Magic, their influence is not weak at all.

Even stronger than many pure-blood families.

And this influence is not just in the UK, but in the entire world.

Fudge had just taken office and was eager to establish good relations with these prestigious people to consolidate his position.

Therefore, even if he is not liked by others, he still wastes his time here shamelessly.

Don't you become familiar with it after going back and forth?

At the same time, he was also a little surprised.

Wayne was actually able to keep up with the thoughts of these old men and women, chatting together about things that he couldn't even understand.

Miranda was very interested in the lightning spell cast by Wayne and asked a lot about his inspiration and ideas when creating it.

The experience of this witch who was born in Ravenclaw is also quite legendary.

She was born in 1921 and came from a poor pure-blood family.

The reason why I am poor is because my mother is so fertile, even more fertile than Mrs. Jasmine of the Weasley family, and has given birth to nine sisters.

Miranda is the youngest among them. She faces the same dilemma as Ronald and has to wear the old robes of her sisters. Therefore, the relationship with the other sisters is not very good.

She has a strong talent in the study of magic, and the widely spread bat spirit was invented by Milan.

The original purpose was just to use this spell to keep her sisters quiet.

Later, with her continuous research on magic, the "Standard Spells" series she published became a common textbook for various magic schools, and was also translated into 72 languages ​​​​such as mermaid and goblin.

To a certain extent, she is Ravenclaw's own Newt.

It's just that he didn't get too involved in the Wizarding War and has always been obsessed with the study of spells, so he's not as famous as Newt.

It was Miranda who wrote the skills of silent spells into mainstream books for the first time. In the past, these were secrets passed down orally among pure-blood families.

And the other witch, Bartimer Bagshot, is no ordinary person either.

She is the author of "A History of Magic" and a senior writer of "Transfiguration Today". She lives in Godric Valley and is Dumbledore's neighbor.

Most importantly, she also has a deeply hidden identity.

Great-aunt of the first Dark Lord Grindelwald.

It was precisely because of being expelled by Durmstrang that Grindelwald came to England to find her, and met the seventeenth-year-old Dumbledore, and the history of the wizarding world changed.

Facing their questions, which were also tests, Wayne answered them calmly.

If you want to enter a circle, you must show your strength and value and prove that you are qualified to join.

Even with Newt's assurance, in fact these people still have their own doubts.

After all, Wayne was too young, and what Newt said was too shocking.

But after some exchanges, everyone's impression of the boy changed.

All-rounder!

Not the kind of all-rounder who covers everything, but the kind of general genius in the true sense.

Whether it was Transfiguration, Magical Zoology, or Charms, there seemed to be nothing he was not proficient in.

Even though he is a little immature in some aspects, his talent and superior memory are also visible to the naked eye.

Time flies and it's late at night.

Old people like Basak and Damocles were already a little exhausted, so Professor McGonagall stepped forward.

"Everyone, I think we will still have enough time to communicate in the future, so let's stop here today."

Everyone followed suit, and Damocles, who invented the wolfsbane potion, looked at Wayne with joy:

"Mr. Lawrence, you should be attending the party in Paris next month. We will have an interview then. I think it is very possible that you will improve the wolfsbane potion."

Newt smiled and said, "Yes, I will take Wayne there with me when the time comes, and Nico also invited him."

"That's great, you will meet more interesting friends." Miranda said happily: "It's a pity that Dumbledore can't go, he will have a headache for the teacher throughout the holiday.

Except for a few deans, everyone else laughed.

Fudge looked at Wayne with envy.

The party organized by Nicoléme must be so high-end.

There will definitely be many well-known wizards attending by then, so why not invite him?

Internationally, Fudge is not as well-known as Barty Crouch Sr.

Everyone said goodbye, and Wayne nodded to Newt before going out.

Ostensibly he was going back to his dormitory, but when he reached a corner, he called out Gardevoir and apparated directly to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest.

About a quarter of an hour later, Newt walked quickly with a suitcase.

"You're here." Wayne said calmly.

Newt looked confused: "Didn't you ask me to come?"

Wayne: “…”

Not cooperative at all.

"Take me to see Nagini quickly."

Newt nodded, opened the box, and the two of them got in, went to the basement of the house, and used magic to unlock the complicated lock.

The walls inside are all made of steel, and there is nothing to get out except the door.

A giant python more than ten meters long is sleeping. This is Nagini.

"She didn't recognize me at all and became very cruel."

Newt scratched his head in embarrassment: "So I can only give her some water of life and death every day to ensure that she doesn't mess around.

Wayne knelt down and stroked Nagini's cold snake body.

"Senior, what methods have you tried?"

"A lot." Newt looked at the snakes on the ground and said, "Resurrection potion, honeysuckle, prunella vulgaris, Fondra herbal sweat.

"I've even tried various methods to lift the curse, and I've also sought out witch doctors from the Black State, but nothing worked."

He looked at Wayne expectantly: "You asked me to bring Nagini, are you sure..."

Wayne shook his head slightly.

"I'm not sure either. I can only say give it a try and let's go outside."

Then, Wayne controlled Nagini to float, and together they came outside, and summoned the Phoenix King again.

"Feng King, use the sacred flame."

"Chirp!"

The holy flame, which was still pure white, fell on Nagini.

Unlike when she treated others in the past, Nagini felt the pain, which was as severe as being hit by the Cruciatus Curse. Even the water of life and death could not suppress it, causing her to wake up and let out a hoarse roar.

Newt took out his magic weapon and tried to control her, but Wayne was faster.

"PetrificusTotalus! (Total petrification)."

The huge snake area stopped trembling, but the roar became more and more harsh.

Thick black smoke emerged from her body, and ink-like juice dripped onto the grass, instantly turning the nearby lawn yellow.

"It works." Newt said happily. Unlike the medicine he gave Nagini before, this time there was a real reaction.

But soon, Feng Wang stopped and shook his head.

"Chirp!"

"I see."

Wayne understood what Feng Wang meant.

That evil force was so entangled with Nagini that they were almost indistinguishable from each other.

While the Phoenix King was purifying Nagini, he was also harming her life.

Not even the sacred flame could remove the curse without killing Nagini.

If the current Phoenix King is a perfect body, he can be completely purified at any cost and then resurrected.

Newt looked pitifully at the giant python that fainted from pain.

"It's okay, it's just that the process is a little slow." Wayne smiled and said: "Take your time, wait until her body can lift, and let the Phoenix King purify it again."

"If you come here a few more times, Nagini will return to normal sooner or later."

"You're right." Newt also smiled happily: "Then I will hand her over to you."

"Don't worry, senior, sooner or later you will have a cup of afternoon tea with your old friends.

"By the way, has Grandma Tina returned to Dorset now?"

"Well, I just came back not long ago, and I was cleaning the house recently. There were a lot of ghouls in the attic at home. She wanted to drive the ghouls away, but I stopped her."

"I've been angry with me recently. You have to put in a good word for me after we meet."

The two of them were chatting about household matters while moving Nagini into Wayne's box. The moment he saw Gardevoir, Newt was stunned.

"This is..."

"Gardevoir." Wayne introduced: "My butler, she has been taking care of this place recently."

"Sana!" Gardevoir also greeted politely.

"No..." Newt looked at the boy in confusion: "What I'm asking is, what kind of magical animal is this..."

He has seen almost all the magical animals in the world, but Gardevoir has never heard of them.

"Count it as my new discovery, there is only one Gardevoir in the world."

Seeing that Wayne didn't want to explain much, Newt didn't ask any more questions.

But for the rest of the time, his attention was focused on Gardevoir.

When he discovered that Gardevoir was very proficient in taking care of other magical creatures, he was furious.

I remember back then, he also had a beautiful and capable female assistant...

It's a pity that Tina gave him a multiple-choice question, either marry her or live with the female assistant for the rest of his life.

With the wand pressed against his throat, Newt chose the first one.

Now that I think about it, I really regret it...

Wayne called Thunderbird Mia over, and Newt was numb when he saw that the little Thunderbird had grown so fast.

There are so many miracles happening around Wayne that this little thing is really not worth making a fuss about.

"It's great." Looking at the vibrant little world, Newt said with envy: "If my principal had been Dumbledore, maybe I wouldn't have been expelled."

Not spending a complete student career was one of the regrets in his life.

"What's over there?" New asked curiously, looking at the large piece of vacant farmland.

"The biting cabbage, but I've already used it."

Wayne briefly told about Quirrell.

"So exciting?" Newt looked complicated: "Having Voldemort teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, should I say it's your luck or Dumbledore's heart?"

"This can be regarded as fulfilling Voldemort's dream." Wayne said as the two of them walked towards the group of moon-crazy beasts:

"Didn't he apply for this position after graduation?"

"That's right." Wayne suddenly stopped, looked at Newt and said, "I forgot to ask when I wrote before."

"Those centaurs in the Forbidden Forest seem to respect you?"

"How exactly did you help them?"

Newt lowered his head instantly and said hesitantly: "Yeah, it's nothing."

Seeing his performance, Wayne became even more curious, and despite his constant questioning, Newt finally spoke up.

His old face turned red: "Two, twenty years ago, the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest were in danger of being exterminated, and there were almost no female centaurs in their tribe.

"So...so beg me to breed them.

Wayne was horrified: "You agreed?"

"That's not what you meant." Newt realized there was something wrong with what he said and quickly explained:

"Let me help contact the horse people in other areas to see if we can cooperate."

Wayne suddenly understood.

It turned out to be a pimp.

I didn’t expect Newt to still run this business.

"Okay, I'm leaving. You should go back to bed quickly."

After telling the story of his embarrassment, Newt became angry and started to chase people away.

"I'm leaving school tomorrow, and I'm still busy." Wayne sighed, and then asked:

"Senior, do you want the venom of the Acromantula?"

Newt looked at him in surprise: "Can you do it?"

"Of course, I have a good relationship with the Acromantula in the Forbidden Forest." Wayne said confidently: "I am a Hufflepuff, and I can get along well in the Forbidden Forest.

Hearing this, he was really moved: "Then have some.?"

He doesn't have much inventory on hand, and he's been having a headache recently.

Newt also thought about raising a group of Acromantulas, but considering the reproduction speed and aggressiveness of their group, he finally gave up the idea.

Half an hour later, Newt felt numb as he looked at the boy holding a wand, summoning thunder and fire to negotiate with Aragog.

Is this what you call a good relationship?

It’s a miracle that you didn’t get expelled and sent to Azkaban for further training!