Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

Regarding when to cause trouble and when to be a good boy.

Wayne has always had his own unique understanding.

The first impression you leave on people is very important. If you make people think you are a bad boy the first time.

Then even if you perform well in the future, they won't care and may even think you are faking it.

But if the first impression is good, everything changes.

Even if they are naughty and mischievous, they are still lively and spiritual in the eyes of adults.

For example, now, Wayne told some interesting things that happened in school, which made the old lady laugh from ear to ear.

"That's so naughty, Albus must have a headache having you as his student."

"You can't say that, I won the Academy Cup for Hufflepuff.

Perenal smiled and said: "I'm not saying you're bad. It's better to be more lively, so you won't be easily bullied."

"Your senior, Newt, is not doing well in school."

After lunch, the old lady felt a little tired and went back to her room to rest.

Nicolas Flamel finally got a chance to talk to Wayne.

He said with some sourness: "Now I finally understand why Albus said you are a little fox."

Wayne pouted: "Compared with the principal, I'm still far behind."

"Don't learn from him." Nicoléme said with some emotion: "Albus is a good person, but he is too tired. Being friends with him will also be very tiring.

"You can't be like Albus in the future, life will be too boring."

When any wizard in the world mentions Dumbledore, no matter whether they are hostile or not, they will never deny his excellence and personal charm.

This was true even among Grindelwald's supporters at that time. Many people even voluntarily surrendered because of the old chicken's charisma.

But as Nicoléme said, just because he is a good person, he has too many worries.

And because of the various crises he faced, he needed to plot against other good people.

Many people understood Dumbledore's thoughts and chose to stay away.

Nicolas Flamel understood Dumbledore's contradictions, so he was willing to provide his help.

Newt also understood that even though he knew he was being pushed forward, the kindness of Hufflepuff still allowed him to move forward according to Dumbledore's plan.

Nicolas Flamel is a mature man, and he can almost conclude that Wayne's achievements in the future will not be lower than those of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

But he hopes that Wayne will not focus too much energy on other aspects like the two of them.

Just be yourself.

A thought from a superior person will have an immeasurable impact on the world.

The magic world doesn't need the Dark Lord, and it doesn't need the White Devil either.

After a few words of advice, Nicolas Flamel did not have an in-depth discussion on this issue, but returned to alchemy.

He returned the Fierce Fire Ring to the young man and commented:

"Your foundation is very solid, but the accumulation of experience and knowledge is lacking, so a lot of magic power and materials are wasted."

"For example, here, ordinary metal treated with dragon's blood can actually be used. Mithril is too luxurious.'

"And this..."

Wayne accepted it humbly, "I still read too few books. I have read all the books on alchemy in Hogwarts, but there are only fifty books in total."

"This is normal." Nicoléme nodded: "Alchemy is not a subject for the general public. Many wizards only start learning after they reach adulthood and have a financial foundation."

"Even though Beauxbatons spends a lot of galleons every year, it can still only popularize simple courses."

After speaking, he clapped his hands.

"Ouch."

It seemed that he had exerted too much force, and the old man let out a scream.

Wayne has black lines all over his head and could hurt himself by clapping his hands, so don't do such dangerous actions.

No, when did clapping become a dangerous move?

"As people get older and osteoporosis becomes more serious, I need to take more calcium tablets.

Nicoléme shook his head, and the surrounding scene changed again, and the two of them were sent to a library full of bookshelves.

Or a library is more appropriate.

This room is larger than the Hogwarts library.

Rows of bookshelves were filled with books. Each bookshelf was five or six meters high. For a while, even Wayne couldn't tell how many books there were.

It is said that in the early days of Beauxbatons' establishment, Nico donated many books to the school and became a director of Beauxbatons.

Now Wayne no longer doubts the truth of the news.

Living long is capital.

These old men are getting richer than the last.

A thick quaint book flew out of the bookshelf, but handed it to Wayne.

"This is the index. Just say what book you want to read and it will automatically come to you.

"After reading it and putting it on the table, after a certain period of time, they will fly back to their place."

Wayne asked back: "Can you read any book?"

The old man laughed: "Of course, I am not Albus. Black magic does have side effects, but the sinister black magic is the human heart."

You're going to mess around, kid. "

"That's impossible to say." Wayne retorted with a smile: "Maybe one day I'll get interested and blow up the school."

The old man laughed, "If that day comes, please be sure to inform me. I haven't seen Albus do anything for a long time. It will be very interesting."

After the introduction, Nico also wanted to go back for a lunch break. Before leaving, he suddenly turned around.

"I forgot one important thing. In a few days, some old friends will come with their juniors as guests, and Newt will also come then.

"It's more convenient for you to stay at my place these days."

"I understand." Wayne, who was flipping through the catalog, replied, "Then I'll excuse you."

"No, no, no." Nico shook his head: "There are only two rotten old men at home, Perenal and I. Your arrival is just right."

In the days that followed, Wayne's life was very regular.

Reading in the morning, practicing in the afternoon, watching opera with the old couple in the evening, or listening to Nico answer his questions.

The level of alchemy, potions, and even magic spells have all improved a lot.

Nicolas Flamel's collection is not just about books on alchemy and potions.

Whether it's random talks, notes, or even legends compiled by some wizards, as long as you find it interesting, you will collect a copy.

Wayne also reads aimlessly, reading whatever he gets.

After obtaining Nico's permission, he took out dozens of scribal quills and began to purchase a large amount of parchment.

Except for some books that have been enchanted and can be used as magic items in their own right, Wayne plans to copy all the books here.

On this day, Wayne sat at his desk, and there was a pensieve on the desk.

After half an hour, he poked his head out.

Extract the strange substances inside and put them into the small bottle again.

These memories are from when Nico was conducting alchemy experiments. Being able to watch the whole process with your own eyes is definitely much more efficient than reading a book.

What he was looking at today was about the refining method of the Pensieve.

If you master it, you can make your own Pensieve, and you will no longer need to use the Pensieve.

Putting these memory bottles back to their original positions, Wayne whispered.

"kitchen."

The scene changed and he came directly to the kitchen, where a charming and charming voice came.

"Master Lawrence, what do you want to eat? I have everything in my body~"

"Please enjoy me to your heart's content~"

Every time he heard this voice, Wayne's eyelids would twitch unconsciously.

Too grassy.

Who would have thought that this sound that makes people stand upright when they hear it is actually made by a refrigerator.

The old man is very good at playing, right?

"Master Lawrence..." Wayne didn't say anything for a long time, and the refrigerator shouted again like a baby.

"Stop, stop, stop." Wayne quickly raised his hand: "Bring me some blackberries and mangoes, and stop talking."

"Why?" Fridge said aggrievedly: "I..."

"If you keep talking, I'm going to put rotten eggs into your body."

This time the succubus refrigerator finally stopped.

I don’t know what state Nico was in when he made these furniture. What came out were all strange things.

The refrigerator looks like this.

When TV shows soap operas, they will add their own comments and have more words than lines.

The air conditioner sneezes from time to time, causing the temperature in the room to drop quickly by four or five degrees.

Even the sweeping robot has a weird temper. Dogs passing by have to be petted, leaving a few tufts of hair before they can leave.

When he goes back to renovate his home, he will never be as... unrestrained as Nico.

After simply eating some fruit, Wayne called Nabi over.

"Where are Nico and the others?"

"Master Lawrence, the master and his wife are at the (bhdf) beach hall." The elf answered respectfully.

The Beach Hall is an artificial beach specially created by Nico using special means. It has plenty of sunlight all year round.

When Wayne arrived here, the old man was lying on the beach, dressed in standard Hawaiian style and wearing big sunglasses on his head.

Perenal was there too, saw Wayne, smiled and waved to him.

"Come here quickly, I was wondering if I should call you just now. It's time to eat soon.

"Newt and the others are coming tomorrow, along with some old guys. Wayne, do you have a dress?"

"Yes." With a thought in Wayne's mind, the Supreme Lawless Robe on his body changed into a radiant one.

"Huh?" Nico pulled down his glasses a little and stared at him with interest.

"Did you make this dress?"

"No, I got it by accident." Wayne said, "If you are interested, you can research it, but I can't understand it anyway."

As he spoke, he took off his robe and handed it to Ke.

"Don't let the child break it," Perenal warned, and Nico smiled bitterly.

Why is it that when Wayne comes, his status as a younger brother in the family becomes lower?

If Newt knew what he was thinking, he would definitely nod his head in agreement.

After asking some questions about making a pensieve, it was time for dinner, and the three of them returned to the restaurant.

The happiest thing here is eating. The elf in Nico's family who is responsible for cooking is named Pompeii, and he is over 200 years old this year.

His grandfather's grandfather was an elf from the Flamel family.

From that time on, their lineage specialized in cooking and did not care about other chores.

When he arrived at Pompeii, his skills definitely surpassed all the chefs, especially the level of French cuisine. He was simply the Nicole Flamel of the chef world.

Wayne decisively released Gardevoir to learn the art.

Nico was very surprised when he saw Gardevoir at first.

He had never seen this kind of creature before, and it didn't match the legend at all.

For this reason, I searched a lot of information, but still couldn't find any clues. In the end, I could only summarize it as mutation.

Hearing his conclusion, Wayne smiled and said nothing.

The next day, on the day of the party, Newt finally rushed over time, and Tina came with him.

“Grandma Tina.

When he saw her, Wayne was also very surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here specifically to ask you to accuse me." Tina could have a serious face and looked very unhappy: "Tell me, how many letters did you write to me last semester?"

"Isn't this busy?" Wayne scratched his head: "You know, school is very tiring."

"You are busy making mischief." Seeing the young man's embarrassed look, Tina's serious face relaxed and she laughed.

"I'm not kidding you. If I didn't come with Newt, he wouldn't be able to come to France. He's still on the blacklist of the French Ministry of Magic."

"I'm not here as his wife this time, but as a guardian assigned by the Ministry of Magic."

Now it was Newt's turn to watch Wayne's fun, he was embarrassed and his face turned red.

"Tina, there is no need to talk to the children about this kind of thing."

"Senior, I really have you." Wayne was happy: "Then you let me go with you."

"I..." Newt said sarcastically: "I originally wanted to take you to sneak across."

Seeing how many people were chatting happily, Perenal was also very happy. The house had not been so lively for a long time.

However, she still reminded her loudly: "It's almost time, Nico has passed, so you should leave quickly.

"Aren't you going?" Wayne looked at him doubtfully.

Perenal shook his head slightly, "A group of old men meet for academic research. I have no interest in it, so I won't go."

Nico's party was not held in the main building of the castle, but in a villa not far away.

This is also normal. Among the people who came were not only his old friends, but also friends of friends, as well as some juniors.

Nico, who values ​​his privacy very seriously, will not let them come to his home easily.

Even when Wayne came, he was only qualified with Newt's recommendation and Dumbledore's guarantee.

Even so, you still have to go through the initial test before you are recognized.

The three of them directly let Nabi lead the way and reached their destination through the underground secret passage.

Push open the heavy door and enter a hall.

There were already more than ten people inside, and two of them were having a heated argument.

"The application of the acceleration spell must be done with caution. The spell is not the limitation, the material is.

“A speed that is too fast will reduce the service life of the broom and increase safety risks, so play it safe.

"This is no reason for you to squeeze out toothpaste, Kragio. If this continues, Nimbus Company will be surpassed by other companies sooner or later. w

"No way, Comet and Sideswipe don't have such technology."

"Gentlemen, stop for a moment." Nico saw the three Waynes and said to the two who were still arguing: "Don't let our children see the joke.

At this time, the attention of other people in the room was diverted.

Nico was still standing on the balance car and was pushed in front of Wayne: "Let me introduce, this is Wayne Lawrence, the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin.

"We meet again, Mr. Lawrence." An old man said with a smile.

Wayne nodded to him: "Hello, Mr. Damocles."

The tall woman sitting on Nico's right looked surprised.

"Mr. Lawrence, if I knew you were here with Nico, I would have paid a visit long ago."

"Mrs. Maxim, long time no see. You look so good. You must have been having a great time recently."

"Haha." Maxim laughed boldly and elegantly.

Thinking of the students he brought today, the doctor felt even happier.

What a coincidence, God bless Beauxbatons!

Then, it introduces Wayne to the identities of other people in the room.

Either a famous scholar, a master of alchemy, or a very influential figure in the magic world.

For example, the two people who just quarreled were Hassan Mustafa, the president of the International Quidditch Federation.

The other is the founder of Nimbus Company, Kragiogis.

Some people were indifferent to Wayne, while others greeted him warmly, but none showed any hostility.

Being able to enter this room means that Nicoléme has recognized him.

With this person’s eyesight and experience, you can’t misjudge him. “There must be something special about him.”