Hogwarts: Please Graduate Soon

Although they were biological sisters, Mrs. Greengrass still had reservations when giving birth to Daphne.

There is a big gap between these two sisters in appearance.

Unlike Fleur and Gabrielle, who are both God's darlings.

If only Wayne knew what Daphne was thinking.

He will definitely say that you are a good person, but we are not suitable for each other.

Fortunately, after Astoria explained clearly, Daphne also understood that she had misunderstood, and the idea of ​​showing up proactively was extinguished in her heart. After being ashamed, she became filled with joy and asked excitedly:

"Can it really be cured?"

"Of course." Astoria nodded without hesitation. Now she had great trust in Wayne.

"I feel great and my body is much better. I just came back from a long run."

"But Wayne said that if the treatment is cured, he wants a generous reward."

After saying that, Astoria turned around twice.

Daphne observed her sister carefully. Her usually pale face was slightly flushed, and she looked much better indeed.

"Very good."

Daphne hugged her sister and stroked her long hair distressedly: "I have made you suffer for so many years.

But every time she saw her sister curse, she felt like a knife.

I hate my own incompetence.

Why didn't this curse fall on him, but on his sister?

"Sister, let's go write a letter to mother."

Astoria hugged Daphne tightly and whispered.

"Yes, hurry up and tell your mother the good news. Daphne woke up from a dream and quickly took her sister back to the dormitory.

the other side.

Wayne came to work part-time in the last classroom.

Malfoy and Harry came earlier than him, and they just sat on the chairs, staring at each other, and neither of them spoke.

"You're finally here." Seeing Wayne, Harry quickly stepped forward and quietly stuffed something into Wayne's hand.

"Let's get started, I can't wait to teach Malfoy a lesson."

"Pote, are you so impatient to be beaten?" Malfoy sneered, and stepped forward, skillfully handing over a Galleung.

"Old rules, I go first."

Wayne didn't say anything, but spread his palms.

Each has a galleon on it.

Malfoy glared at Harry: "Potter, you are cheating!"

Harry showed no sign of weakness: "Didn't you also give me money? Why do you think I'm cheating?

"I gave it openly, but you gave it secretly!"

"There's no difference, they're all one galleons. Who doesn't have 977?"

Wayne looked at them, expecting them to kill him with money, but after the two argued for a while, he decided to use rock, paper, scissors to arrange the order, which made him a little disappointed.

There is no way, Malfoy doesn't have much pocket money this semester because of paying tuition, and Harry can save whatever he can. He will study with Wayne for several years in the future.

After the guessing game, Malfoy smiled.

He defeated Potter again and felt extremely happy.

Take the fake wand handed over by Wayne and enter berserk mode.

The light of the curse was flying around, but this time Harry was much calmer, his eyes fixed on Malfoy's wrist and the direction of the wand, trying to keep his body out of a straight line with the two.

And you have to predict your actions in advance.

You can't wait for the magic spell to be launched and then dodge it.

Wayne saw the progress of the two of them and couldn't help but nodded.

In addition to various magic talents, such things as combat talents also exist objectively.

He also taught this training method to Qiu and Hermione, and Senior Penello also participated several times.

But the results are not satisfactory.

The mentality of the three of them really couldn't be compared with Harry's, not even Malfoy's.

Maybe this is a boy’s instinct?

He has an instinctive desire for violence and war.

Facing the battle, after experiencing the initial panic, you will grow rapidly.

Every time Hermione faced an immobile puppet, she had all kinds of magic at her fingertips.

But when fighting a real person, he started to panic even before he started taking action.

Even if Qiu and Penello were holding fake wands, she was still unavoidably affected and disappeared without a trace as usual.

Wayne doesn't know how to solve this mentality problem.

After one night, both Harry and Malfoy had improved beyond his imagination.

"Performing well, it seems we can end basic training early."

The two people who were still grinning immediately looked happy, and Malfoy asked: "Lawrence, what training is next.

"Spell." Wayne took back the fake wand, took out two pieces of parchment, and wrote a spell on them.

"The disarming spell, I know this spell." Malfoy glanced at it and said somewhat unhappily.

"I want to learn more powerful spells."

"Like the Killing Curse?" Wayne looked at him with a half-smile, and he shuddered and couldn't pull him up immediately.

"The disarming spell is indeed relatively simple, but it is also the most practical."

"The activation frequency is fast, and it targets the magic wand, which is the key point of the wizard, and it is easy to use. It can also be changed to a silent spell in the later stage, making it even more difficult to guard against.

"With the magic power of the two of you, this is the most suitable spell."

Wayne explained the reason, and he was still very dedicated even after receiving the money.

"And this is not an ordinary disarming spell. I made some small changes and it is much more powerful."

After hearing what he said, Malfoy's little dissatisfaction disappeared.

He actually trusts Wayne now.

Wayne has never had any hostility toward Harry because of his good relationship with him. Even in these two trainings, he was fair and impartial and never took sides.

Well, unless the other party gives you money.

Children may have good or bad personalities, but they are usually also very sensitive.

This kind of attitude of calming down with a bowl of water undoubtedly made Malfoy's favor towards Wayne greatly increase.

After the lesson, Harry returned to Gryffindor Tower.

Wayne went downstairs with Malfoy. On the way, he suddenly said:

"I heard that the Flint family came to find your father?"

Malfoy paused and looked at Wayne in shock.

"how do you know!"

"I also have many pure-blood friends." Wayne smiled, "They said that Flint is actively contacting allies, and your father is one of them."

This information was all told to Wayne by Bojin Bock.

Although the relationship between the Flint family and the Burke family is very good, in this matter, Burke chose to betray Flint and secretly tipped off Wayne.

In fact, Bock used to be a staunch supporter of bloodline theory, but after Voldemort's incident, he gradually understood that bloodline was not worth mentioning in the face of absolute force.

Many people know that Voldemort is a half-blood, but so what?

He says he is pure blood, who dares to object!

Wayne showed the tip of the iceberg in Knockturn Alley, which was enough to impress Bock.

In addition, the benefits of various alchemy props are in front of you.

What is the Flint family?

Sorry, I'm not familiar with them.

Between a lonely pure-blood family and a rising demon king, Bock chose the latter without hesitation.

Not only did he betray, but he also acted as a traitor, telling Wayne which family Flint contacted.

Malfoy's face looked uncertain.

He was afraid, afraid of Wayne's magical power.

In the end, Malfoy said honestly: "My father didn't agree. He felt...it wasn't worth spending so much time targeting a student."

"Yes." Wayne nodded slightly: "It does fit in well with the Malfoy family's style of doing things.

Malfoy quickly expressed his feelings: "Lawrence, I have already written to my father. He will not target you, please don't worry."

"Of course, you are my friend." Wayne smiled and patted his shoulder: "Mr. Lucius is also a smart man, I believe you.

The Malfoy family's greatest talent is taking sides and taking the blame.

In both wizarding wars, he became the final winner both times and was spared punishment.

The slipperiness made Wayne wonder if the family had learned a lesson from Italy.

Many people don't like being on the fence and feel that they act according to the prevailing circumstances and their stance is not firm (dbfa).

But Wayne is just the opposite.

The wall grass is easy to use. When you are strong, the wall grass is definitely the most loyal and loyal minister, and will also flatter you.

If it has failed, even loyal ministers will be powerless.

There is no essential difference from wall grass.

Therefore, Wayne believes that now Lucius will never jump to the surface to cause trouble, at most it will only be some small actions.

Clicking on Malfoy today, deliberately showing one's connections, was also a disguised warning.

Back in the dormitory, Wayne's video notebook suddenly jumped off the table and automatically opened to the second page.

Wayne glanced at his two roommates who were lying on the bed and said casually:

"Norman, Toby, and Hannah are looking for you to play wizard chess.

Toby raised his head in confusion: "Why didn't you say anything just now?"

"Oh, I forgot, she also asked you to get Bibi's multi-flavor beans, and whoever loses will eat ten of them.

Upon hearing this bet, the two people jumped up immediately.

The Bibi multi-flavored beans that Norman bought were not simple. They were special versions with almost no normal flavors. Every little badger who had tasted them would not regret it.

"Come on, Norman, make sure Hannah eats a few more pills today.

"What's the name of what I ate last time...preserved egg flavor, it's too overpowering.

Soon, the two people rushed out happily, and Wayne connected the video.

A slightly dissatisfied pretty face appeared on the page, but soon turned into a smile after seeing the boy.

Wayne watched the girl's expression change with a smile.

Furong's appearance is so good, just quietly admiring it can make people feel happy.

Especially the mood of this beautiful girl will become happy with your appearance, which greatly satisfies Wayne's sense of accomplishment.

"Sorry, it's not convenient to talk because my two roommates were here just now." Wayne apologized first.

If Toby and Norman knew about Fleur's existence, it would be equivalent to letting the entire Hufflepuff know about it.

That would basically let the whole school know...

After saying that, Wayne looked at Furong's environment again and asked curiously:

"Is this your bedroom?"

"That's right~" Furong raised the book and said, "I'll show you where I live."

Furong's bedroom is a large suite over a thousand feet, with a study room, living room, separate bathroom, and a large bathtub.

The whole house is in a strong French style, full of luxury and wealth.

Wayne was sore, especially after seeing the two-and-a-half-meter wide bed in the bedroom, he was even more envious.

Furong's living space alone is equivalent to their entire house.

The most important thing is that there is a separate bathroom.

"Do all your schools have bedrooms like this?"

"Of course not." Furong shook her head and sat back at the desk, looking straight at the camera with a proud look on her face.

proud:

"Only the first place boys and girls in each grade can get independent dormitories."

"I lived in this room from the first grade to the fifth grade."

Knowing that Fu Rong had a strong temper, Wayne chose Mao Chi: "It seems you can stay here until graduation.

"of course."

Fleur's smile was as bright as a flower, "If you transfer to Beauxbatons, Madam Maxime will definitely give you a professor-only dormitory, which is much better than my cabin."

"How's it going? Are you excited?"

After school started, Maxim kept asking Fleur to trick Wayne over.

In fact, she didn't need to say it, Furong also had such thoughts in her heart.

Wayne is a face-controller, and Yi Rong is also a forehead-controller.

Although he is young now, he can be raised for another two years.

By the time Wayne graduates, he will be fully developed.

If you put it in Hogwarts, it will be eaten up and wiped clean by others at some point.

Fleur had heard from Mrs. Perenal that Wayne was not idle at Hogwarts, there were two girls around him all the time.

The sense of crisis suddenly came up.

"Don't try to persuade me. Unless the school explodes, I will definitely be at Hogwarts."

He has his own little world now. If he wants private space, he can just get into the box. There is no need to go to Beauxbatons.

The young man was resolute, and Furong curled her lips, not mentioning the matter of transferring schools.

The two chatted for a while, and she talked about Zhengzhong.

"Our school has announced the procedures for the Potion Exchange Competition. Are you sure you want to participate?"

"Well, we made an agreement with the professor last year, which schools are there this time?" Wayne asked.

"There are seven in total." Furong counted on her fingers:

"Beauxbatons, Hogwarts, Durmstrang, Ilvermorny, the House of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Costolis, and finally Wagado."

"So many?" Wayne was slightly surprised. This includes almost half of the magic schools in the world.

The first three are all native to the European continent, and Kostoris is also from the European continent, but because it is within the territory of Da Mao, it is usually separated out separately.

The Magic Institute is a magic school located in Sakura, and it is also the academy with the smallest number of students.

Wagado came from the Magic Academy in the Black State Continent and had a good relationship with Hogwarts back then.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, little wizards were often sold as slaves to England, and then Jadot contacted Hogwarts to redeem them...

"I was also surprised at first." Fleur supported her chin: "Mrs. Maxim said that exchanges between colleges will become more frequent in the future, and this time is just the beginning."

"Will you participate in the potion competition?" Wayne asked again.

"My level is not good enough." Furong shook her head regretfully: "After all, I have just entered the fifth grade..."

Halfway through, she suddenly remembered that the boy opposite was only in second grade and could participate.

I could no longer say this immediately.

No matter how you say it, it's like making excuses for yourself.

"It's all your fault!" Fleur scolded, leaving Wayne confused.

Seeing his dazed look, the girl couldn't help but laugh again. .